I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

Dayan Tiande four years, the first day of the first month.

In the more than [-] years since the founding of Dayan, the lights of the Zhengshitang were lit up on the first day of the new year for the first time.

Ji Zheng sat upright, supported his head with bent arms, stayed up all night, his eyes were bloodshot.Kneeling at the bottom were more than a dozen courtiers, saying that Dayan gathered all the talents from all over the world, and the Hall of Qianying could not hold it, and there were only a few people in front of him who could be trusted at critical moments.

Mr. Zhao Taifu was at the front. He took the bamboo fan from his hand and began to pass it on one by one. It didn't stay in each person's hand for more than a cup of tea, and then continued to move on. Everyone shook their heads after looking at it. , but he didn’t dare to show it, and passed it to General Xuan at the end, and he passed it to Zhao Taifu like a hot yam. Zhao Taifu took it with a blank face, took another look carefully, and wanted to pass it on .

"That's enough! I want to go back and watch." Ji Zheng's voice was cold, "The sons and brothers in your houses must have one set in their hands."

"I called you here to find a way, not to gather a crowd to enjoy the secret play."

The attendant handed back the bamboo fan, Ji Zheng was expressionless, and threw the bamboo fan into the fire without thinking.The flames surged up, starting to engulf the human-like calves in the picture, and the two naked overlapping human bodies appeared even more evocative and strange in the flames.

The ministers below include the Royalists, and even King Jing's party. This matter is a royal secret, a huge scandal involving both parties, and the internal struggles in the court are ridiculous and childish in comparison.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the problem was clearly in front of them, but no one could come up with a solution.

Who painted the bamboo fan?The name on it is Song Ya Song Zhiqiao, a famous artist in the capital, the artist he admired the most before the Holy One, and the "Yannan Landscape Picture" that is still placed in the Qianying Hall is his handwriting.

Where is the bamboo fan painted?Golden nanmu red lacquer bed, clear and flawless white jade pillow.

Who painted the bamboo fan?The profile of the superior man with the wasp waist and ape back is firm and firm. The liger and tiger bead crown on his head is only worn by princes and above according to the etiquette system. The yellow shirt hanging on his arm is meaningfully drawn. A five-clawed dragon, and a bead crown scattered on the ground.The lower-ranking person has only half of the slender calf that is unique to teenagers, and cannot see his face clearly.

Where did the bamboo fan come from?Through the production network in Shengshang's own hands, self-produced and sold.Because the painting is really hazy and charming, it has been spread all over the place as big as the teahouse in Washe House, and as small as the streets and alleys. People with a little knowledge dare to speculate on their identities, and more people just take it as an ordinary erotic. Secondary processing and dissemination made the work of banning more difficult.

If an order is to be forced, and those who hide the portraits will be executed, I am afraid that every official's family present will be implicated.

"This matter is strange. How dare a mere scholar and painter forge such a rebellious work. With so many clothes, it is not easy to steal them quietly. He has power behind him."

"Well, it's strange, it's not simple, it's powerful...Let's talk about something I don't know about." Ji Zheng leaned back in the chair and frowned.

His emotions have changed from panic and escape to worry and fear, to rage, and then to a calm sneer.

"Your Majesty..." General Xuan looked left and right, and saw that King Jing, who was often accompanied by His Majesty, was indeed not here today, so he boldly said, "Is this painting really real? How is it possible?!"

He is a military commander, and his nature is straightforward, so he can't hide so many twists and turns.

"I don't believe it, I'm the first one who doesn't believe it! Those people believe in this painting because they haven't seen the relationship between the Holy One and King Jing. I think that since the Holy Majesty didn't show his face, he simply sent a statement to refute it after it was confiscated. , kill the painter to show the public..."

Master Zhao covered his heart, and said with a broken heart: "Is what really true? Of course it's false! It's useless for you to deny it, the key is what the world thinks and feels!"

Thinking of the news that he got that night Mingci Yue was wearing an imperial robe and riding a horse in the palace, Taifu Zhao had a certain judgment on the truth of this matter, and his chest became more congested, and a mouthful of old blood stagnated in it.

"You ask me, is it true or not?" Ji Zheng lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, a little lost in thought.

Two or three hours ago, he and the emperor also argued about this issue.

"Song Ya definitely didn't see something, but guessed something, or got someone's instruction to do this."

"I understand that he didn't see it...he really didn't see it, so don't touch me yet." Ji Zheng's voice became smaller and smaller, and he shook off Ming Ciyue's hand, "Let's solve the problem first."

Song Ya's painting is not real, and I am afraid that only the two of them can be sure of it.

That night, he was always on top, and the emperor's uncle was on the bottom.Besides, Ming Ciyue had a scar on his back, from his left shoulder to his right waist, there was a long and terrifying scar that could tear people apart.

But how could this kind of reason come to the fore.

"This is West Desert's witchcraft. It's Li Ying. He's meddling in controlling the textile shop in the capital. The reason for making such a big noise is to tell us that he's back."

"This Gu is called Love Separation Gu. It literally means breaking up a loving person and has no other effect. It just surprised the Holy One." After Mingci Yue burned the two witchcraft villains, he raised his head and said, "...as long as this If one of them doesn't work, the Gu will be a failure."

"It's not because of this Gu, it has nothing to do with it." Ji Zheng defended in a low voice.

Ming Ci played with his fingers, pinched the belly of his fingers, and stroked them into his palms little by little. His tone was flat and sincere, pretending to be relaxed, and seemed to have some vague expectations: "The Holy One has just accused the Ming family of being a minister. To get rid of it, you might as well take advantage of the good opportunity provided by the people of Ximo, and it will be justified and logical..."

"No, I can't, you can't, it's not suitable... at least not right now." Ji Zheng interrupted him quickly, afraid that his next sentence would mean that the minister can enter the palace as a concubine, and let the future real dragon emperor enter the palace as a concubine. concubine? !Then he is the biggest sinner in the world.

This painting must not be recognized, not to take into account his long Yan Longwei.But Ming Ciyue, as a benevolent monarch who is loved by the people and respected for his superiors through the ages, his reputation must not be tarnished in the slightest.

Ming Ci was touching his forehead, his eyes were imprinted on his eyes, the tip of his nose rubbed against his lips, and they would touch each other as soon as he spoke, "I don't understand what is not allowed. Is it... Li Ying can, Gu Cong Yun can do it, even those Song Ya and Yang Si can do it, only the minister can't. It's not suitable now, when is it suitable?"

Ji Zheng pursed her lower lip, and Ming Ciyue's questioning was not unreasonable, in fact, it was not appropriate at any time.

"Does it make sense for me to force the palace with a sword, seek to usurp the throne, and force the Holy Majesty to abdicate as a young man and be imprisoned in my harem for the rest of his life?!" The sudden torrential rain and wind, the depths of the eyes were dark and quiet, it was the surface of the deep ocean before the storm, "My lord, why don't you dare look at me?"

"Ming Ci Yue! You..." Ji Zheng pushed him away abruptly, almost blurting out how would you know, gritted his teeth and held back, "...you hurt me."

After Mingci Yue was pushed away by him, he was in a trance, Ji Yishun, and returned to his usual indifference, but his eyes were always glued to his body, staring at him calmly, everywhere, closely following eyes, making him feel ashamed Ann, there is nowhere to hide.

The glutinous rice balls and rice noodles on the table were too cold to eat.

—— "Report!"

A high-pitched guard's voice came from outside, interrupting his memory.

"The forbidden army came to report that Song Ya was dead. He died in his own home. According to preliminary estimates, it took about two days."

"Report! Some students of the Imperial Academy sat in a sit-in demonstration at the gate of the palace city, saying that King Jing had tarnished the reputation of the sage, and demanded to be imprisoned in the sky prison and the Ministry of punishment came to interrogate."

"Report! There seems to be a secret work from Ximo in the capital."

"Report! West Six Continents came to report that the West Desert people suddenly invaded eastward. In the name of forming a holy marriage and easing relations, they disturbed the people on the border. The guards of the city asked the imperial court to send troops for reinforcements!"

"The man from Ximo also said... originally the emperor married Ximo, and King Jing married the princess, and the two countries could live in peace. If you want to blame Dayan, you can blame Dayan's own royal family for not agreeing. ..."

Like a spark, crackling and igniting a whole series of firecrackers, the matter of the bamboo fan seemed to be irrelevant.

"I request that King Jing go out on behalf of the country again to prove his innocence and loyalty." General Xuan got up and took a sip, "To avoid being tricked by villains in the capital, Qingyu will be humiliated, and he will be imprisoned for nothing."

"The minister seconded the proposal." "The minister seconded the proposal."

"My minister also agrees that this catastrophe is really another good opportunity." Taifu Zhao bowed slowly, "King Jing will go to the frontier to fight for the country, and the Holy Majesty will stay in the city to appease the people. Things can turn the page.”

"I don't allow it, even if I am asked to go to the western border to negotiate a peace, he is not allowed to leave the capital." Ji Zheng also got up, "There is no need to discuss this matter, you all take orders to stabilize the situation in the city, and later Nominate another candidate."

The more Mingci wants to be the emperor, stabilize the world, and calm the hearts of the people, the burden on him is far more important than a war.This war is a hurdle that did not appear in the original book of Dao. If there is a slight mistake, it will win the war and lose Dayan's future.

The officials in the political affairs hall dispersed as soon as they said they were gone, leaving only one Taifu Zhao walking slowly and staggeringly, before opening the door, he turned around again, "My lord... since His Royal Highness King Jing is not here, let Rong Chen One more question, is it true..."

Ji Zheng interrupted him impatiently, "Is the portrait real? No! I have evidence that the picture on it is not the emperor's uncle at all!"

"I want to ask, are the Holy Majesty and His Royal Highness King Jing serious?"

"It's all speculation. I'm afraid the teacher is worrying too much. What does this mean..." Ji Zheng's eyes dodged a little, and he subconsciously glanced behind the screen beside him.

"Then it's a denial?" Mr. Zhao pressed on aggressively, "The Holy One has nothing to do with His Royal Highness King Jing. Is there any evidence to prove this?"

Ji Zheng slowly turned his head, looked at the place behind the curtain without any cover, and sighed: "If there is nothing, it is not, I will prove it with my heart."

"Understood, I'm being rude." Zhao Taifu bowed down and bowed. Before he got up, the curtain beside the Holy Master shook suddenly, and a moon-like face poked out from it. Without saying a word, he walked through the entire political affairs hall, and left the hall regardless of the whispered calls from behind.

Before coming to the Political Affairs Hall to summon the courtiers and officials, Ji Zheng had made it clear that the two of them avoided suspicion, and it would be better not to appear at the same time for the time being.

But Mingci insisted on coming calmly and stubbornly. If he could no longer appear together, it would be fine to keep him in the shadow behind the Holy One forever.

But when Ming Ci Yue really came, hiding behind and hearing how those people talked about him, their relationship, and their forged portrait, Ji Zheng felt wronged and felt uncomfortable for him inexplicably.

"Treasure the people in front of you." Zhao Taifu laughed and coughed, "Your Majesty can't prove that you two are nothing, but someone tried his best to do something for you, leave some traces, and prove that there was something or something between you two. "

"You only prove with your heart, but sometimes even your heart can deceive people."

"Didn't the teacher ask me to be wary of King Jing before, why now..." Ji Zheng was a little confused.

"Stupid boy." Taifu Zhao laughed, "It's true that he has a sharp blade that can hurt people, but if the Holy One holds the hilt of the sword instead of the blade, he can make the sharp edge for his own use."

"Speaking of exploitation so fresh and refined." Ji Zheng curled his lips, "How could Mingci Yue be so stupid that he knew he was being exploited, but rushed to the front."

Taifu Zhao stroked his beard again, "Really?"

"Report! Ximo's secret work has broken through and blocked the provocation to the gate of the palace, and His Royal Highness King Jing seems to be going to meet the challenge."

It is provocative, but it is far from it.The man covered his face, and took advantage of the chaos to hide among the students and common people at the gate. Taking advantage of the crowd of officials and people pushing and shoving, he drew the bow in his hand, aimed at the majestic red palace gate, and shot through the clouds with one arrow. He came out with a fiery red wedding dress, which was so powerful that it carved into the wooden door for a full three points.

The students and onlookers who gathered to make trouble downstairs turned pale with fright when they saw the murderous arrow, and the shit flew away quickly.

The wedding dress fluttered at the highest point of the palace gate, like a morning glow swallowed by a cloud, and a ruined sunset, blown by the wind.

"I, the prince of Ximo, once disguised himself as a woman, endured humiliation, and married into your Dayan Palace for the sake of the friendship between the two countries. Who would have thought that you would not cherish or respect it? Now the flames of war are all because of you, and thousands of innocent people have been involved." In deep water."

"Now I want you, King of the Great Yan Kingdom, to wear a phoenix crown and Xia, and willingly enter my West Desert to apologize."

"A letter of war and a letter of marriage are all wrapped in the wedding dress, and the monarch and the people of your country can choose." The man's voice was raised high in the dead silence, and men and women could not be distinguished, "However, I believe that whether it is a marriage agreement , or fighting on the battlefield, the monarch of your country will put on his wedding dress wisely in the end, and come to my West Desert."

"Isn't it good for you to return to Beijing? You can keep her in the palace and continue to be your noble concubine Ying." Ji Zheng sat in a tall chariot and was carried slowly out of the city gate, approaching the so-called Ximo Xizuo, The archer hid behind the sedan chair, preparing to approach little by little, "I betrayed you before, come back... um, Ying, Ying?"

The surroundings are full of residential buildings, and the buildings are extremely complicated. Not only ordinary people, but also the backup of Ximo must be hiding in them.

The man hesitated for a moment, like a phantom, drifted over, and in an instant got close again, and climbed directly onto the sedan chair. Ji Zheng could almost feel him crawling and walking beside her like a snake, spitting out poisonous words. Hiss.

"How can that work? I have been your concubine for three years, and it's your turn. The three-year period may last. Maybe your uncle will be willing to wait for you for three years."

"It's snowing?" Li Ying raised his hand to catch a few snowflakes, and draped the red dress over Ji Zheng's shoulders, laughing, "After all, he is still the king of a country, and his body is very precious."

Ji Zheng's scalp exploded in an instant, and he couldn't help pushing him, "Stay away from me, we don't know each other well, and I'm already married..."

"A married man?" Li Ying said it several times, and smiled even more happily, "No, I prepared a new wedding for you, and I gave you a good time, but you dare not want it. You dare not accept him, yes I think he's too nice to be different from you."

"It's better to choose me, I can understand you, just like you."

Ji Zheng glanced wildly, unable to listen to half a sentence.He regretted to death that he had to choose such an idea, Li Ying was too close, the figures of the two overlapped, and the archer couldn't get in at all.

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes came from behind the sedan chair, and the black horse, like a steel knife, pierced through the crack of the closed door and came out.The light snow sprinkled on his shoulders, and it was immediately baked into water by the body temperature, soaking his close-fitting silk clothes without black armor, and outlining the abrupt outline of the abrupt long scar on his back.

Mingci Yue stood on the horse's back, and following the leap of the steed, touched the arrow feather, pulled it out with one hand, and broke in two.

The coquettish wedding dress is like half a butterfly's wings, spinning and falling.All the eyes of those present were fixed on the dress and the two letters slipped out in mid-air, marriage letter or war letter?

Ming Ciyue's sword slashed through the air, wrapped around the red clothes, and hit Li Ying's face with his head and face covered.

He pulled the reins tightly, and handed over the longbow and arrow behind him to the person in front of him.

When was there a similar scene, when was there a similar action.

Ming Ciyue's Adam's apple slid gently: "The marriage letter is still a war letter, but it depends on the Holy One."

Ji Zheng could hear the bone-piercing Liefeng beside her ears, and her own chaotic heartbeat, but she couldn't understand what she was thinking.From his angle, he could even see that Ming Ciyue had a prepared letterhead in his arms, with the word "war" written on it, which prepared him for a safe retreat.

Ji Zheng held his breath, leaned against Ming Ciyue's arms, turned his head and drew his bow...

When Li Ying hurriedly threw away his clothes, the person on his shoulder had disappeared, and he was the only one in the entire sedan chair, surrounded by dense crowd of archers.

Ming Ci embraced him more and led him around Li Ying, curling his lips provocatively.Everyone could clearly see the declaration of war that pierced the long arrow in the emperor's arms.

"Ji Zhaoming..." Li Ying suddenly laughed strangely, "You'd better not regret it."

The horseshoe kicked and led the two of them north along the snow-covered long street of the capital.Many households secretly opened their windows, watching the flames of war that almost ignited the capital being quietly extinguished on the first day of the new year.

Their emperor and prince rode a dark horse together, carrying a declaration of war in their arms, passing by under a red lantern, and gradually drifting away.

Some people belatedly took out the bamboo fan painting and held it up in the air for comparison, only to realize that the outline of the man's back did not match at all.

"Now the whole capital is seeing it, it's over, it can't be cleaned up." Ji Zheng put himself on his hot chest, his ears turned red, and whispered, "You, this is kidnapping..."