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At dawn, He Min, the editor of the Imperial Academy, stepped into the threshold rubbing his sleepy eyes.

A lamp is like a bean, and a seat in the corner is piled up with thick bamboo slips and rubbings.For a long time, there were people who were conscientious and conscientious, writing vigorously, and checking the annals of history.

He Mincai recognized Lu He, the No. [-] in the new division, and walked over quietly to take a look—the teacup was only covered with thick tea leaves that had been soaked in water, the candle was only the length of a thumb, and there was still a drape on the back of the chair. Jacket cloak.

"Young people will be afraid of my decline." He Min said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

Lu He didn't hear the footsteps under his concentrated attention, so he raised his head at this moment, hurriedly stood up, bowed his hands, and said humbly: "Brother He is too famous, Lu can't bear it."

Because of her fair skin, the indigo under her eyes became thicker and glaring after staying up all night.He Mincai pushed her back to her original seat, and said with a smile, "How can this be too much praise? When I first came to the Imperial Academy, I didn't work as hard as you did."

Not intending to hide anything, Lu He smiled wryly and said: "Brother He was joking, it was Mr. Huang who was suddenly summoned by His Majesty last night for questioning, so he entrusted me with the work that was too late to finish. I dare not slack off, so I have to be tough The scalp is done." Her words were very clever and tactful, there are many staff members in the Imperial Academy, and where there are many people, there are many fights.She is such a newcomer, and she has no background background. It would not be a good thing if she was targeted by someone because she was too early in a few days.If a tree grows in the forest, the wind will destroy it; if it grows out of the bank, the current will turbulent;

"Mr. Huang?" He Mincai raised his voice a little bit, and asked in surprise, "Why did Your Majesty summon you?"

Huang Honglang is a bachelor of the Imperial Academy. It is reasonable to say that he is in charge of the Imperial Academy and also serves as the Xixi of the East Palace. It is not unusual for the emperor to summon him for questioning.The reason why He Mincai was so surprised and slightly nervous was because of the murder case in Qifenglou in recent days, and Xing Kangping was an old man in Prince Zhan Shifu. There are many staff members of the East Palace.This made the government and the public agitated, and everyone was in danger.

As the sun rises gradually, colleagues, either alone or with their companions, step into the door with wide robes and sleeves and find a seat to sit down.

Lu He blew out the candles, looked up at He Mincai, and said with a slight smile, "Sir, I didn't know that you left in a hurry. But the eunuch who came to pass the message has a calm face and a calm posture, so it shouldn't be a bad thing."

"That's good." He Mincai's brows relaxed, and he felt that the weak crowned man in front of him was not to mention his appearance, but he knew how to read words and deeds, and his words and deeds were well-proportioned. Seeing that she was usually frugal and simple in food and clothing, she might not be a member of a family, so she raised her voice Gather the heart.

On the contrary, Lu He also saw through his thoughts, and invited him before him: "It's night and day, and I'm hungry. Brother He, have you had breakfast before? If you don't dislike it, why don't you have dinner together?"

Right in the middle of He Min's heart, the two chatted, laughed and talked about things, and went to have breakfast together.

In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

But even in the same huge palace with carved beams and painted buildings and flying pavilions, there are ups and downs of singing and dancing within ten steps, peace and harmony, and thrilling ups and downs in ten steps away.The stage is so low that anyone can appear on the stage, but once they do, they can no longer do whatever they want.The other end of the puppet string is in the hand of the person within twelve miles. If he is not happy, he can smash you to pieces with a flick of his hand without mercy.

Inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Emperor Chunyou spread out the confession signed by Xing Kangping on the desk, and reviewed it word by word.

Lying on the floor tiles was a man in handcuffs and shackles, bloodstained all over his body, and disheveled hair.The man was tortured with ten fingers, he could only support his body with his wrists, but his strength was weak, and he fell down after a while, the scorching torture on his chest hit the ground, causing him to cry out in pain.

Seeing this tragic situation, the crown prince forgot Huang Honglang's warning yesterday, glanced at Hu Laiyan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments, and said coldly: "You can't punish a doctor, let alone a dignified third-rank official in the imperial court. What is the difference between Master Hu's action and torture?" "

That Hu Laiyan had long and narrow cheeks, a pair of fox eyes, and a cunning appearance.He held the wat board in his hand, bowed slightly to the prince, and said humbly and politely: "Your Highness's words are wrong. I have always heard that Mr. Xing's character is upright, and he is the most steadfast. If this is not done by him, even if the humble minister is punished Extorting a confession, thinking about it, he would grit his teeth and refuse. Besides, at the beginning, Weichen tried to persuade Mr. Xing to be honest, but he himself couldn't explain how he avoided people's eyes and ears to enter the Qifeng Tower that day. His words were flashing, suspicious Hiding. Your majesty has entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, and the public has high hopes. I dare not shelter Nurgle, so I can only make this bad plan."

"you……"

Emperor Chunyou stopped the dispute between the crown prince and Hu Laiyan: "What are you arguing about? The hall is a place to discuss state affairs and discuss national policies, not a busy market where you bargain."

He was born as a warrior, and he has been trained to be bloody on the battlefield by leading troops in battle. His career in politics for more than ten years has endowed him with a scheming heart.At this moment, he is wearing a black hat with black gauze folded corners and an upward scarf, and two golden dragons inlaid with beads are raised to the center either left or right, which adds a lot of royal demeanor.

The crown prince and Hu Laiyan both bowed their heads and remained silent.

"The facts of the case have been clarified, and Xing Kangping has signed and pledged without objection. How to deal with it, I will draft an edict and announce it to the world." Emperor Chunyou glanced at Xing Kangping, whose shoulders were trembling slightly, his eyes were full of disgust , he waved his hand, "Let's all step back, I'm tired."

The prince still wanted to argue again, but when he met Emperor Chunyou's eyes, he retreated and went back dejectedly.

Emperor Chunyou sat on the dragon chair and watched his eldest son, who had always been benevolent, filial and cowardly, go away. For some reason, he thought of his elder brother who had passed away. Tears rolled to the corners of his eyes.

Li Shunde, the steward of the imperial court, first followed Xiaozong for nine years, and now he has followed Emperor Chunyou for twelve years. He is the person who knows best how to judge the emperor's psychology.Just now, the little servant trotted to report to him that Lian Kuangda, the official minister, was kneeling in front of the hall and begging Xing Kangping to be sent down lightly, but he was not in a hurry to report and offend the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Princess Yiyang sent someone to invite you to have dinner in the evening."

Sure enough, the corners of Emperor Chunyou's lips curled up into a smile, and he said helplessly, "She's an idler who does whatever she wants, I've been agitated by these ignorant people here, how dare she come to invite me to dinner?"

Li Shunde further explained: "The princess must be aware of His Majesty's hard work, and specially asked the chef in the house to cook delicacies in order to relieve His Majesty's fatigue and show some filial piety."

Emperor Chunyou raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, pointed at Li Shunde and scolded with a smile: "You old bastard, you can say such nice things to coax people. I don't know what kind of temperament my daughter raised by myself? Where is filial piety, there must be demand. To me!"

"Your Majesty is wise." Li Shunde bowed his head flatteringly.

In the evening, a decree was sent to the Ministry of Punishment via the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and Xing Kangping was beheaded in the back. Fortunately, his wife, children, and children were not punished.

The holy will has been cut, and Lian Kuangda returned home in a daze, and asked for leave for several days.

It's the day, in the Imperial Academy.

There has never been a fixed number of positions for the positions of sixth-rank editor and seventh-rank editor, but because of the large number of people, they gathered in one place.It's just that there are more screens and curtains in the compiled seats to show the distinction.

Tang Ci yawned and walked towards the unremarkable Lu He in the corner under the strange eyes of everyone: "What is this?"

Bronzing invitations, elegant incense, and - the words of Prince Lu's Mansion where he settled down.

"The lotus flowers in Prince Lu's Mansion have always been praised in Beijing. Next month, on the [-]th, we plan to hold a banquet in the mansion, enjoy the flowers, play and recite poems." Lu He looked at Tang Ci's position, and said with a nuzzle, "You have them on your table too."

Enjoying flowers and playing, reciting poems and composing Fu?I'm afraid it's to make friends with literati and recruit staff.The Prince/Dang was so impatient not long after he was injured.It stands to reason that since King Lu was able to get married and open a mansion for several years and still stay at the feet of the emperor to fight against the prince, he should know the truth that too much is too late.Maybe you think your foundation is solid and you can enjoy the security of a rock?

"Are you going to a banquet?"

Tang Ci asked a question that was beyond Lu He's expectation, she didn't answer and asked instead: "Aren't you going?"

After all, there are many eyes and ears around, and his identity is particularly easy to invite people to gossip.

Pull up your sleeves and pick up your pen, moisten your ink and write——Three visits to thatched cottages.

After looking down, Lu He took another writing brush from the pen stand—Mao Sui recommended himself.

There are two lines each on the white paper, and the four big characters with different fonts are like couplets.

What Tang Ci adopted was the way of an elegant hermit, while what Lu He adopted was the way of a simple commoner.

Rao Tangci, who is naturally arrogant and arrogant, feels that she is guessing at people's hearts indiscriminately. At most, she and Lu He have the same starting point and similar methods. In terms of life experience, she is still a few years younger than Lu He. How can He De be successful? A guide.

After a little thought, he added a horizontal comment on top of the two lines of handwriting: People's hearts are like faces.

"A beautiful sentence." Lu He applauded, picked up the paper and blew it, and said with a smile, "When I get home, I will go to the street to find a merchant to frame it, and hang it on the wall for viewing day and night."

She recognized the beautiful sentence Tang Ci, even though it was the credit of her predecessors, she didn't want to refuse, but this good handwriting——she pointed to her handwriting, raised her eyebrows slightly: "Good handwriting?"

"Why isn't it a good handwriting? The strength of the pen is infiltrated properly, the lines are smooth and beautiful, and the outline is like a willow supporting the wind." Lu He has two pear dimples, and when he smiles, he feels like a spring breeze.

There was a bit of coldness in Tang Ci's eyes, and he sneered as if mocking himself: "Since I stayed in Beijing, you are probably the first person to praise my handwriting."

"Why? The first emperor created Liu Feng style himself, and often visited Taoist temples and inscribed poems, which were praised and emulated by literati all over the world. Thinking about it carefully, you are the only person I have seen who has both body and spirit."

"The person you saw? In today's world, is there a second person who uses this brushwork?" Tangci was very surprised.

Lu He nodded and smiled, the corners of his eyes and brows curled up with the joy of recalling the past: "Naturally, that man is the gentleman who taught me to read and write."

Tangci was punished because Liu Fengti failed the exam three years ago, and after joining Qin Yan's sect, he repeatedly contradicted him.She has a strong temper, and the more others asked her to change the font to reduce the suspicion of the emperor, the more she felt that the font was the only thing she could put her sorrows on.At this moment, I heard that there is indeed a second person using this brushwork, like a stray wild goose finding a lost companion, and it has the meaning of sympathy for each other.

He solemnly cupped his hands and said, "If Mister arrives in Beijing in the future, I hope we can get together and express my gratitude."

Although Lu He didn't know why she had such a big reaction, he quickly saluted and said, "It should be, no need to thank you."

Shen Yi, who was sitting not far away, took his eyes away from the two of them, and lightly sipped his tea.