Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

On the ninth day of the first day, the Jade Emperor accepted his favor.

The Nuo ceremony of praying for blessings and sacrificing to the heavens will go through the four gates of Bianliang City, with a hundred operas and lanterns, fireworks of gods and ghosts, and the streets will be brightly lit with crowds of people.

The yamen servants of Kaifeng Mansion patrolled the streets all night. Fortunately, with the help of the Dianqian Secretary, they patrolled several royal roads in full swing.

For the first time in his life, the official in charge of the Kaifeng Mansion left his post without authorization. Holding the wine jar, he was so drunk that he almost sacrificed his head to the ancient well in the backyard of Daxiangguo Temple.

It was also the first time in Yun Lang's life that he saw someone so willing to jump into the well. He wiped off the fireworks and gunpowder on his cuffs, closed the window of the restaurant, and handed over to Shang Ke: "Don't worry, Your Excellency, this place is trustworthy, and it's cleaner than Daxiangguo Temple... ..."

"..." The man in black carried Kaifeng Yin, who was drunk and stupid, and stuffed him on the couch, his head was battered: "Master Yun."

Yun Lang coughed, managed to hold back her smile, and went over to give her a hand.

Xiao Wangye came up with a good idea.

Yun Lang slept until midnight, rushed to Daxiangguo Temple, and when he arrived at the backyard, he saw a drunk civilian scholar sitting by the well.

People who want to jump into the well are not easy to catch, they are very drunk and very heavy.For a moment, Yun Lang almost missed the Censor Zhongcheng who bumped into the pillar, and when he tried his best to stop him and persuade him, there were more figures around him silently.

Wei Zhun, a literati who didn't understand martial arts, reacted faster than Yun Lang, let go instantly, and hugged the man in black who came from nowhere.

……

The eunuch of Daxiangguo had mixed eyes and couldn't understand clearly, so he had to change the place to talk.

"The matter is urgent, and we can only take risks."

Yun Lang came up to lend a helping hand and helped him place Kaifeng Yin on the couch: "I don't know when we will meet again next time, but I should thank Brother Shang for the two rescues."

Shang Ke was dragged by his night clothes, and held Wei Zhun's arm: "You don't need to thank me. King Yan rescued him first, besides——"

Shang Ke slowly let go of his hand, Wei Zhun held on to his clothes, and looked up.

After living in Prince Xiang's Mansion, he met Yunlang twice, both times in the charter prison of Dali Temple.

For the first time, Yun Lang was awake. Although he was seriously injured and weak, he was almost forced to hold the dagger.

The second time, Yun Lang fell into a coma from exhaustion and fell beside King Yan, but there was no such chilling will to die between his brows.

"I'm always worried about saving the wrong one."

Shang Ke looked at him carefully for a long time, then lowered his eyes: "I finally feel relieved after seeing Master Yun today."

Yun Lang smiled: "There's nothing wrong with saving people."

Knowing that he didn't want to mention it, Shang Ke sat in front of the couch, pulled the thin quilt with one hand, and covered Wei Zhun's body.

All the officials in Beijing, more or less, always have some overlap.

Shang Ke has been studying political affairs since he was a teenager. Once he was admitted to the imperial examination, he entered the political affairs hall and became the servant of Luantai. The first rule he learned was that he should not provoke Master Yun for nothing.

The official offended Young Master, it is the official who should reflect.

The aristocratic family has offended the young master, it is the aristocratic family that should restrain itself.

……

Master Yun violated the laws and regulations. The laws are too rigid and should be added, deleted or amended.

The first time Shang Ke met Wei Zhun was the day when the first emperor decreed to amend a criminal law that "everyone who gallops a horse in the street, regardless of the reason, shall be punished with a [-]-stick stick" and handed it over to the Zhengshitang for final writing.

A poor family who just entered the court hall to visit flowers, the mage clothes under the government's government have been washed countless times, and they are walking on a pair of black cloth shoes, everyone looks at them shabby.

With a stunned head and a green head, he poked against the cold wind in front of the Zhengshitang door, not knowing how to advance or retreat.

"At that time, when he saw people, he stopped me, grabbed me, and questioned me."

Shang Ke said: "The state has two laws, and the people are innocent."

Yun Lang himself didn't know about this, and his mood was a little complicated: "Just because I was riding a horse on the street, the late emperor said that it was justifiable, and I didn't spank my butt... so even the common people are sorry?"

"Yes." Shang Ke nodded, "I always boasted that I was a fool in reading, but I didn't know until that day that the strong are more powerful than the strong."

Yun Lang: "..."

"I then asked him if he knew the reason why the young marquis rode his horse in the street, and he said he didn't know."

Shang Ke said slowly: "I asked him again, do you know if the Young Master's galloping horse hurt passers-by or destroyed street vendors, and what the passers-by on the street said. I have explored half of the streets and alleys, and checked the sentiments of the people."

Shang Ke lowered his eyes and looked at the sleepy Wei Zhun: "He asked me to stop, his face was flushed, and he stood in front of the door speechless."

There were people coming and going in front of the political affairs hall. When Ke Tanhua first entered the imperial hall, he didn't know much about political affairs, so he was asked to question every sentence, and he was so cramped that he had little place to stand.

Shang Ke was born in a family, and he has seen a lot of the inside story of the court, and has always been disgusted with these so-called upright ministers who don't ask why and can't help explaining.I didn't bother to say much, went back and took the detailed dossier I had just checked, and threw it into Wei Zhun's arms.

Dali Temple Minister's selfishness is obvious, and the reported case file only said that Yunlang galloped a horse in the street, rammed a convoy, and his behavior violated the law of the country.

In the case file, there is no mention that what Yunlang chased and blocked in the street was a tribute chariot with the intention of stabbing him. black and purple bruises.

Holding the dossier in his hand, Wei Zhun read it three times from beginning to end, speechless.

Yun Lang himself didn't remember much about the situation at that time, and he didn't expect that Gao Tu, who was a member of the political affairs department, had a quarrel with Hua Lang, a Dang Ke Tan Hua Lang. Pray for the people..."

Shang Ke shook his head: "No."

Yun Lang was curious: "What's the matter?"

"I was young and vigorous at the time, and I didn't know that he came from a poor family and was ignorant of politics, so I embarrassed him in public. When I was about to leave, I was suddenly grabbed by him."

Shang Ke said: "I thought he was so angry that he wanted to do something with me... Who knows that he dragged me to death and forbade me to go, so he greeted me in public."

Shang Ke only reached the crown that year. He was born in a family and was taught and supported by a famous teacher since he was a child.

In front of the political affairs hall, Tanhua, who was a commoner of similar age, held her hands and bowed to the ground.

"He saluted and said to me... to abide by the teachings and never forget them."

Shang Ke laughed: "I made a mistake, so I also paid back a gift and sent him away."

"After that, I followed the rules in the Zhengshitang, and he received the grace to act on behalf of the Kaifeng government."

Shang Ke held Wei Zhun's sleepy arm, stuffed it back into the thin quilt, and covered it up: "When the Zhengshitang received official documents from the Kaifeng government, I would occasionally think of this... It's just that he is in charge of Kaifeng, and he probably forgot about it long ago." There's someone like me."

Yun Lang sipped hot tea, didn't hold back, and coughed.

Shang Ke was slightly startled: "Master Yun?"

"nothing."

Yunlang dragged the crying Kaifeng Yin out of the well of Daxiangguo Temple in the middle of the night, but he couldn't figure out where the phrase "already forgotten" came from. Thinking about it, it was a private matter after all, and he was considerate and didn't talk too much: "Just thinking about the past... I feel a little embarrassed."

"The past is over, it really shouldn't be mentioned."

Shang Ke felt that he had talked too much, so he extinguished the candle for Kaifeng Yin who was sleeping on the couch, and led Yunlang to the table: "Master Yun sent a message urgently to invite me to meet, but for the whereabouts of King Xiang?"

"Originally."

Yun Lang nodded and sat at the table: "Unfortunately, you don't know either."

Shang Ke's expression moved slightly, and he looked up at him.

"If you know, you must be protecting King Xiang. It's not easy to find time to come here. I don't have time and leisure to cover Lord Wei with a quilt."

Yun Lang pondered: "Prince Xiang is a treacherous, cunning and cunning rabbit. He won't wait to die... Are you a suspicious soldier along the way?"

"Yes."

Shang Ke lowered his eyes and nodded slightly, "I'll stay in Bianliang and help him prevent murder in the palace."

Yun Lang helped drag Wei on time, and he had already noticed Shang Ke's wounds, and he knew it well: "I heard someone recite it once, saying that King Xiang has nine stars and eight sects of zodiac envoys, who are hiding and dormant in various places to do things for him...these people I want to know as much as possible about his whereabouts."

Shang Ke guessed that he was going to ask this question, took out the written paper, and handed it over: "I don't know everything, but Tianxin sent an order that before the Zhongyuan Festival this year, the envoys of the Zodiac will gather in Shuozhou City. When the time comes—"

Yun Lang took a sip of tea and almost choked in his throat, coughing for a long time.

Shang Ke stopped talking: "What's wrong?"

"……nothing."

Yun Lang coughed so badly that his lungs hurt, he pressed it twice, and calmed down: "I see."

Before leaving the house, the old master put money in the sleeve of the young master, and kept nagging all the way, saying that the prince has now learned to pretend to be a horse and talk nonsense.In order to go to war with the young master, even King Xiang dared to say such absurd things in Shuozhou.

Looking at it now, how can it be said that a deer is a horse with false rumors.

The little prince clearly had finally attained the Tao, and with Tian Xian in his mouth, he had a glimpse of the secret in his dream.

Yun Lang looked at the thin silk carefully several times, remembered it in his heart, and lit a corner next to the candle: "Brother Shang stayed in Bianliang before the Ghost Festival, but there is still something to do?"

Shang Ke watched his movements, smiled wryly, and lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"Jixian Pavilion was destroyed, and Yang Ge disappeared. According to news from the palace a few days ago, the third envoy has also changed."

Yun Lang said: "King Xiang's influence in the court, most of the third rank and above have been cut off now. Brother Shang stayed in Bianliang, probably to use the dark chess buried in the Shuang Pavilion back then and reweave it into a net."

Shang Ke listened quietly, and lightly clenched his fists: "Mr. Buzhi once said that the young master has a heart, and he should be the leader of our generation. It turns out that it is not a lie."

"Cai Taifu said this to anger your teacher."

Yun Lang felt ashamed when he heard it, and couldn't think of what the old master could say, so his ears couldn't help but warm up: "I can't bear it, there is absolutely no need to say it in the future."

"Young Master's words... I can't bear it either."

Shang Ke said: "Now I have blood on my hands and sins all over my body, and I dare not continue the relationship between master and apprentice."

Yun Lang thoughtfully, lowered the light in his eyes, and poured a cup of tea: "Why...why did you vote for King Xiang?"

"Back when I was in exile, I was silenced by others, and was rescued by King Yan and survived."

Shang Ke said in a low voice: "I suddenly figured out that this dark web is too deep, and if we continue to search like this, we will never be able to find it."

"I thought about it over and over again, and finally entered Yang Xianyou's Jixian Pavilion. On the grounds that I was disheartened and hopeless for the court situation, I handed in the letter of nomination and secretly voted for King Xiang."

Shang Ke laughed at himself, twitching the corners of his mouth: "Up to now... I have gone too deep, and I can't turn back."

Yun Lang asked, "What's your nomination certificate?"

Shang Ke paused, his shoulders trembled unconsciously, and he didn't speak.

"They put me in a water dungeon for three days and five days in a charter prison."

Yun Lang said slowly: "The water prison is filled with ice-cold salt water, which doesn't reach my chest. If I can't stand up, I will naturally fall into the water and drown. There is no one in the charter prison, it is narrow and cramped, and it is dead silent day and night... King Xiang tamed The subordinates use all these means."

Yun Lang put down the teacup and looked at Shang Ke: "You must have to suffer even more to make King Xiang trust you if you switch halfway like this?"

Shang Ke smiled bitterly: "What's the use of saying this?"

"Just chatting."

Yun Lang said unhurriedly: "For the sake of digging up my own wounds and attracting others, Brother Shang, tell me, relieve me."

Shang Ke couldn't figure out Yunlang's intentions, so he sat quietly for a long while, and finally dropped his gaze: "Nail board, spine stick, rain of apricot blossoms."

Yun Lang looked at him: "Three hundred nails, charcoal burning, falling flowers, apricot blossom rain that kills people?"

Shang Kexu clenched his fists, forced a smile, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Young Master, these instruments of torture are too inhuman. Now that I'm weaving the net in Bianliang, naturally I won't let these things reappear in the world..."

"That's not what I want."

Yun Lang interrupted: "I want this net."

Shang Ke paused, his breath was suffocated, and his fingers slowly curled up.

"I know you're worried."

Yun Lang said slowly: "At first, you only thought that there is no such thing as a wise king, but you went deeper and deeper, and saw King Xiang with your own eyes, but it didn't get any better."

Yun Lang withdrew his gaze and took the teacup: "You come from a family, you were originally full of ambition to serve the country and the people, but after all, you have been terrified... Today, you no longer dare to trust people's hearts."

"Master Yun... is here to be a lobbyist for King Yan."

Shang Ke said softly: "I know that King Yan has the appearance of a Mingjun, but King Yan and Master Yun are too deeply entangled."

"It's not that I don't believe in people's hearts."

Shang Ke lowered his gaze: "Now the court situation, I naturally know that King Yan is the best. But does King Yan really have this intention? Master Yun should be more clear than me. Once this net is woven, it will not only be for the court. The hall is even more the monarch, and since then he has been trapped at the height of the temple, with nowhere to return, no old friends..."

Yun Lang laughed: "Who said I came to be a lobbyist for King Yan?"

Shang Ke raised his head in astonishment, staring at Yun Lang.

"Master Ming."

Yun Lang read these two words, and fiddled with the teacup: "Mingjun is nothing more than a generation, reborn as an unworthy son, and with his own power, he can stir up the miasma again."

Shang Ke vaguely heard his voice, his mind was slightly concentrated, and he looked at Yun Lang.

For some reason, he could vaguely see the shadow of Prince Duan's son in the academy in Yunlang's body at this time.

"Nowadays, the court is full of redundant soldiers and redundant government, and there are obstacles everywhere, and the law can't do everything."

Yun Lang said slowly: "I only know how to run an army, not a country. If such an army is handed over to me, no matter how good the general who leads the army is, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause."

"If you want to clean up military discipline, you must change at the root."

Yun Lang raised his eyes, and his black eyes were bright and clear: "Abolish redundant administration, check and balance power, reorganize duties...determined rules and reforms."

Shang Ke told him to pound the last four words on his chest, and sat at the table in a daze, speechless.

"I didn't come here as a lobbyist for His Royal Highness Yan."

Yun Lang smiled: "The little prince wants to accompany me to sell wine and open an inn. We have discussed it. I will choose the place. Shuozhou City is very good."

"I'm here to be a lobbyist for the world."

Yun Lang: "The web you want to weave is all from the poor family of the Shuangtang Hall. They all studied hard for ten years and entered the imperial court. They have seen the people's livelihood and the people's feelings, and know the people's wishes... There are many people here. Although he was threatened by Yang Xianyou's kindness and righteousness, he is still a pillar of talent and has a heart to serve the country."

Yun Lang got up and walked to an extremely inconspicuous secret door: "It's not enough for you to weave the net alone. I am good at making suggestions and found a helper for you."

Shang Ke sat in a daze, and suddenly realized that Yun Lang was the first to reveal his past and insisted on asking himself to tell the reason for his punishment. His heart suddenly shook: "Master Yun! You today—"

"You go deeper and deeper, it's for the clean and innocent people outside, and it's not that you don't have any concerns about where to go."

Yun Lang said: "Why can't there be a retreat?"

Shang Ke's face was pale, and he couldn't move for a while, and sat still at the table.

"After suffering such a great crime, I endured it and endured it."

Yunlang opened the door and said softly, "If someone feels sorry for you, you should say it openly..."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yunlang opened the secret door leading to the private room next to him, letting the political adviser with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot poke his head out, looking at Xiao Xiaowang behind him: "..."

Xiao Shuo had finished seeing the courtiers, copied the place from King Jing's mouth, searched all the way, and listened quietly to Yunlang's water prison and charter prison: "Not bad."

Yun Lang: "..."

Shenzhi Zhengshi listened for half an hour, crushed three teacups, his eyes were red with distress.

The old prime minister was so trembling that he couldn't stand still, he walked around Yunlang aggressively, went straight to pick up the unscrupulous student who had suffered so much and didn't know what to say, and raised his hand tremblingly to teach him a lesson.

Xiao Shuo and Shen Zhizheng clapped their hands together, went to pick up the little princess who had suffered by himself, went back to the private room next to him, and closed the door tightly.