Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

Fu Ling was not in good health, usually he liked to be quiet, and he couldn't bear the noise most of all.In the past, they lived in this corner, although the family was deserted, it was quiet.

Seeing Fu Ling's pale face and tightly pursed lips, Qi Lan, the attendant, felt worried, and couldn't help cursing in a fit of anger: "Damn it, thank you family!"

Fu Ling gave him a cold look: "Shut up!"

Seeing that Qi Lang was full of dissatisfaction, he frowned: "You have been in Dayu for ten years, and you still don't understand the truth that misfortune comes from your mouth?"

They are already Beiyan's abandoned sons, if they are not cautious in their words and deeds, if something really happens, Beiyan will come to rescue them?

Fu Ling didn't think his cold-hearted father would be so kind.

Qi Lan also knew this truth, he just couldn't get angry.

Not wanting to make His Highness angry for him, Qi Lan didn't say any more, but in his heart he didn't like the new Xie Yushi who moved in next door.

There is a reason for Qi Lan to hate Xie Zhao.

Beiyan and Dayu were originally split from one country. Although they are born from the same root, Beiyan and Dayu have no intention of getting along with each other. For hundreds of years, there have been constant frictions, and border conflicts have never stopped. .

Originally, the two sides won and lost, and their strengths were evenly matched, but the relationship between the two countries was barely at the same level.However, when Xie Yan was born more than 20 years ago, this balance was abruptly broken.

In that protracted and strange battle, Bei Yan, who has always been brave and good at fighting, was forced to retreat steadily by Xie Yan.Even if Xie Yan passed away later, Liao Yuan, who inherited Xie's army, was too much for Beiyan. Ten years ago, he was even forced to cede the land to pay the debt, and even sent a prince to the capital as a hostage.

The unlucky proton sent was Fu Ling.

As Fu Ling's personal bodyguard, Qi Lan also came to Dayu at that time.Over the years, although the master and servant have no worries about food and drink, they have suffered a lot of grievances both openly and secretly.

Let’s take this residence as an example, let’s not talk about the smallness, and there are rumors that Lao Shizi’s luck is not good. There are no officials in Dayu who are willing to live in it, so Fu Ling is left here. It is clear that he is bullying him as a proton. Can't say much.

Well, just stay here, Qi Lan thought that he and His Highness have reached such a situation, and it is not bad to be alive now.

Thinking about it better, although this house is small and has a bad reputation, at least it is quiet.

But since Xie Zhao lived next door, the last advantage of this house has also disappeared.

Thinking of this, Qi Lan's teeth itch with hatred.

He thought: Is this Xie family born to restrain him and His Highness?What a nuisance to the family!

Compared to Qi Lan's hatred for Xie's family, Fu Ling's hatred for Xie Zhao is not so much.

Ten years of proton life has taught him to restrain his emotions.What's more, the descendants of the Xie family have been amazingly talented for generations, and now there is only one Xie Zhao left.It was not Xie Zhao who asked him to come to the capital, but his good father.

Fu Ling wouldn't eat and have nothing to do, and hate Xie Yushi, a big celebrity in the capital.

The sound of gongs and drums outside finally stopped, and the sky had already turned dark.

Qi Lan asked: "Your Highness, do you still want to play the piano tonight?"

Fu Ling shook his head: "I want to rest early tonight."

No matter how good the mood was, it was gone by such a fuss.

But Fu Ling didn't expect that he didn't plan to get angry with Xie Zhao, but Xie Zhao didn't plan to let him go.

Fu Ling was dreaming.

In the dream, he was extremely sleepy and was resting on the bed.

Some people are ignorant, laughing and talking about Yan Yan next to him, saying that the willow branches in spring are turning green, and they want to take Fu Ling to go for an outing, and then they say that the fish in the spring stream are very fat, and they want to catch them and cook them whole for Fu Ling feast.

Fu Ling was so annoyed by him that he turned over, but the man followed him relentlessly, blocking the lazy afternoon sunlight outside, and asked him if he liked the excitement.

Of course not!How could you like it!

In the dream, Fu Ling endured his anger and opened his eyes, and what he saw was the black hair pouring down his side.

Xie Zhao turned his back to the sun and put one hand on his side. The distance was so close that Fu Ling felt uncomfortable.He frowned and wanted to push Xie Zhao away, but before his hand touched Xie Zhao's body, he had already woken up from his dream.

It was still dark outside the window, and the leaves were blown by the wind, making a rustling sound.The moonlight came in through the crack of the window, casting light on the ground, reflecting the shadows of the trees outside the window.

There was still some time before dawn, but Fu Ling lost all sleepiness.

He sat up halfway, thinking of the chattering person in the dream, he was in a daze for a long time, then suddenly laughed, and muttered to himself: "Even in the dream...you are really there, Xie Zhao."

Xie Zhao didn't know that he had the ability to dream.

He didn't recognize the bed, and spent a lot of energy walking the streets, so he slept very soundly that night. After getting up, he ate the meal prepared by the cook, packed himself up, and went to Yushitai to report.

Today is his first day at Yushitai, so he naturally has to be serious.

This dynasty implements the so-called Chaohui system of the Shuowang Dynasty.

The so-called Shuowang Dynasty means that only officials above the fifth rank need to get up early to attend the court meeting every day; on the first and fifteenth day of each month, other officials above the ninth rank in Beijing are eligible to go to the pilgrimage together with officials above the fifth rank.

Xie Zhao only needs to get up early to go to court on the first two days of each month when he starts from the sixth grade, and he only needs to go to Yushitai to report on the rest of the days.

Going to court is not an easy task.

Officials participating in the pilgrimage need to get up before dawn. After getting dressed, they enter the palace to meet the Holy Majesty. Of course, they cannot sit when they meet the Holy Majesty. Therefore, when there are more important things, they stand for an hour or two. It is commonplace.

When Xie Zhao thought about it, he suddenly felt that those officials with gray hair and conscientiously going to court every day were really awe-inspiring.

The censor platform where Xie Zhao is located has only three people who are eligible to participate in the Japanese dynasty. These three are the doctor Dou Shun and the two censors Zhongcheng.

Compared with other institutions, most of the officials in Yushitai have humble official positions, and most of them have only six or seven ranks, but the power of these censors can not be called small.

Why such a phenomenon occurs, we have to start with the responsibility of Yushitai.

The existence of Yushitai is to prevent corruption of officials and to supervise the implementation of policies.

In other words, the job of the censors is to supervise other officials, and even more so to supervise the behavior of the emperor, so as to ensure the political clarity and the well-being of the people.

In recent decades, Yushitai's power has grown.The current emperor even said that "the three provinces are my right-hand man, and Yushitai helps me heal my arms", which shows how important the imperial historians are in the heart of the emperor.

It is precisely because of the importance of the Holy Majesty that although the censors have low official positions, they are not afraid of other officials.But if they catch them in the wrong place, even if they are relatives of the emperor, they will inevitably be accused in front of the palace and have a piece of skin torn off.

Yu Shi Zhongcheng He Fang relied on his righteousness to become famous in the first battle.

Three years ago, the Holy Majesty was impatient with the scorching heat in the capital and wanted to build a palace in the south of the Yangtze River to escape the summer heat.At that time, He Fang, who was only serving the censor, actually played directly. He said in a strong tone that he directly pointed out that this decree was a waste of people and money, which was not an act of a wise king.

Isn't that blatantly saying that he is a faint king?

The Holy Majesty was already bothered by the heat, and he became even angrier after reading this memorial, and directly ordered He Fang to be invited to the palace, and asked him whether he would withdraw the memorial.

How did he know that He Yushi's temper is also tough, he knelt straight on the ground, facing the threat of being taken off his black gauze hat, he didn't even raise his eyebrows: "I would rather take off this hat and go home to farm than withdraw the memorial .”

The Holy One laughed back angrily.

But after being angry, he still accepted the memorial, gave up the plan to build a palace, and promoted He Fang to Yushi Zhongcheng by the way.He lamented to Chen Fu afterwards: "Where is this a stubborn donkey."

He Fang impeached the Holy Majesty, but he was not dismissed from office, but promoted.

As soon as this incident happened, other people in Beijing looked at Yushitai in the wrong way: even the emperor dared to impeach, who else would dare to bite this group of lunatics?

Xie Zhao just entered this fabled gathering place of lunatics.

Facts have proved that most of the officials at Yushitai are friendly and gentle when there are no personnel to advise.After Xie Zhao arrived, many people came to make friends with him, some of them were under the care of his grandfather or acquainted with his father.

There are not many young people in Yushitai, especially those under twenty like Xie Zhao.

He is still a descendant of the old man.

What's more, Xie Zhao himself is outstanding in appearance. According to one of the censors, "it looks clean and clear, not a person who does bad things, suitable for Yushitai".

Therefore, Xie Zhao entered Yushitai like a fish in water.

Of course, not everyone in Yushi Taichung loves Xie Zhao.

He Fang, the upright Yushi Zhongcheng, found Xie Zhao quite displeasing.In He Fang's eyes, Xie Zhao was young and inexperienced. Although he was admitted to the No. [-] Scholar and had outstanding knowledge, he hadn't been in the capital for a long time, and he still couldn't see what kind of character he was.

How can such a person enter Yushitai?

Lord Yushi Zhongcheng deeply felt that Yushitai should not be defiled by someone like Xie Zhao who came through the back door.These days, he has been carefully observing Xie Zhao, and if Xie Zhao made any mistake, he was ready to hand over the memorial to the Holy Majesty immediately, so as to drive this related party out of Yushitai.

Xie Zhao didn't know that Mr. He had already set his sights on him. He went to Yushitai to stay for a whole day every day, and didn't return until evening. After a long time, he gradually began to adapt to the life of an official.

Although he is currently only a small sesame official who can't be called a name.

That night, after Xie Zhao had eaten, Bingwen came over and whispered to him, "My lord, I have prepared a surprise for you."

"Not interested, I want to rest earlier."

Xie Zhaocai didn't think Bingwen could give him any big surprises, so he declined without interest.

"No, son, you must go and have a look!"

Bingwen didn't expect Xie Zhao to refuse so readily, and was stunned.He came back to his senses, and said to Xie Zhao: "Young Master, you believe in Bingwen once, if it's not a surprise this time, Bingwen will do whatever you want."

Only then did Xie Zhao forcefully raise his interest: "Then trust you once."

Bingwen brought Xie Zhao to a high wall.

——It was the high wall that separated Xie Zhao from the third prince of Beiyan next door.

In the middle of the night, weeds were overgrown here. Xie Zhao stood under the tree next to the wall. He drove away the mosquitoes around him and looked at Bingwen in disbelief: "What you mean by surprise is that you want me to come here to feed the mosquitoes?"

Bingwen grabbed his arm, not letting him leave: "Wait, wait! Wait a little longer, the surprise will come soon!"

But after waiting for a while, there was still nothing, but I was bitten by mosquitoes a few times.

Xie Zhao felt that Bingwen was crazy. He was about to tear away Bingwen's hand and leave when he heard the sound of the piano.

Xie Zhao was stunned.

The elegant and deep sound of the lyre drifted across the wall along the night, into Xie Zhao's ears, and also into Xie Zhao's heart.

The sound of the piano is deep and shallow, for a while it is as clear as spring water, and for a while it is like a deep pool.The person who plays the qin is not too fast or slow, but the person who listens to the qin can hear it in a thousand turns.

Xie Zhao couldn't walk anymore.

Seeing his appearance, Bingwen couldn't help but smile: "My lord, is this a surprise?"

He served by Xie Zhao's side since he was a child, so he naturally knew that he was obsessed with music.

It's a pity that Xie Zhao was talented in many aspects since he was a child, but he lacked a lot of understanding in music. Perhaps it is because he lacked the understanding of how to play music.

Xie Hui is good at playing the piano, Xie Zhao grew up lying on Xie Hui's lap listening to him playing the piano.Xie Hui once said with a smile: "Azhao, your problem is that you followed your father. He also doesn't know anything about Le Dao. You are better than him, at least you know how to appreciate it."

Growing up listening to Xie Hui's piano sound, Xie Zhao has a very high attainment in music appreciation.

This also made it extremely difficult for him to bear those slightly inferior piano sounds.

After Xie Hui passed away, Xie Zhao originally thought that it would be difficult to meet a person who could play such a piece of music in this world, but he never expected to hear such a piano sound today.

It's a big surprise that Bingwen didn't lie to him!

Xie Zhao was fascinated by listening under the tree.

When the zither sounded, his heart fluttered, and when the zither sound fell, his heart also fell.

Xie Zhao wished that this player could play the piano for another three or five hours, but it was a pity that the other party obviously did not intend to satisfy Xie Zhao's plan, and stopped after playing two or three pieces.

Three years!

It's been three years since I heard this piano sound again!

How rare!

After this day, how long will it take to hear such a piano sound?

In a hurry, Xie Zhao shouted: "Wait, don't go!"

The voice was clear and clear, although it was pleasant to hear, but such a roar at night really surprised the people on the other side of the wall.

Before Bingwen could react, he saw the young man who used to hypocritically say "a gentleman behaves well" nimbly climbed up the tree in twos and twos, and now he was stepping on a thick branch, and he was leaning over the wall. Get out and look into the courtyard opposite.

Bingwen was dumbfounded: "Master, this, this, this is indecent!"

The dignified number one scholar, if someone sees him climbing a tree and leaning on a wall, he will laugh out loud!

Moreover, the tree is so tall, it is dangerous!

Xie Zhao didn't know that Bingwen was worried about him.

He lay on the top of the wall, looked down, and suddenly met the eyes of a person below.

The tall man in a pure black gown stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking towards Xie Zhao.His face is pale, his eyebrows are picturesque, as if he has ice and snow in his mouth, making people feel that he is aloof and untouchable at a glance, and his whole person is extremely indifferent.

The lantern not far away in the courtyard was glowing with a yellowish halo, but Xie Zhao somehow felt that the light only touched his clothes, but could not shine into the depths of his eyes.

The two looked at each other silently and neither spoke.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it's a snap of the fingers, or maybe it's the time of a cup of tea, the man seems to be tired of this boring stare at each other.

He raised his eyes and said in a cold voice, "What advice does Xie Yushi have?"

Bingwen also heard this on the other side of the wall.

He covered his face: It's over, the young master has been recognized... I'm so ashamed.

Xie Zhao belatedly realized that something was wrong with him, and the back of his ear was rarely stained red.

Facing the man's silent gaze, he murmured: "I just want to ask...why don't you continue playing the piano..."