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In the same year, landslides and landslides occurred, and no water fell in June.An unknown plague began to wreak havoc in central Beijing. Nine out of ten people were sickened, and none survived.Seventy percent of the population of Shangjing was reduced, and the surviving people were terrified and fled to various state capitals across the country, and even high-ranking officials took the lead in fleeing. The imperial ban was like waste paper.

The plague gradually spread to the south due to the large population fleeing to the rich and prosperous areas in the south.

The emperor issued three sins in succession, offering sacrifices to the god in front of the Tai'a Temple. The emperor wrote 99 scriptures in bare feet, and brought all the civil and military officials to kneel in front of the Tai'a bell. Three animals and five tripods were sacrificed for more than a month. , and later changed the year name to Min'an, which means Guotai Min'an.

In the first year of Min'an, the emperor ordered Song Shiling to be the Minister of Plague Supervision to control the plague, and he was the same as a third-rank official.Specially bestowed on Shangfang with a sword, which has the right to behead officials in front of the palace.At the beginning, there were many people who were dissatisfied, but they were only over half a year old, and no one made any objection. This Song Ling's behavior can be described as extremely cruel, and he killed all the opponents in just over a month.

Anyone who does not respect the ban and goes out of the city privately will lose his arm, and the head of the six suns will not be protected. No matter whether it is an official or a citizen, anyone who violates the order will be executed without mercy.

People in Beijing privately call him Tu.

Because Song Ling is indeed talented, he has iron fists and is good at controlling plagues, and with the great help of the Holy One, in just half a year, the menacing plague has disappeared.

Everyone feared him, feared him, and respected him.

In the second year of Min'an, the emperor appointed Shi's Xiuyuan as Minister of the Ministry of Rites. Because of Song Ling's meritorious service in controlling plague, he was promoted to be the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, hoping to promote changes in the land law.One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the crowd was immediately outraged. All civil and military officials could not kneel outside the noon gate, saying that this move was against the harmony of heaven and shaken the foundation of the country.The people were also instigated by those who wanted to riot, and the government was so turbulent that Fu Cheng, who was in the vortex of the storm, uncharacteristically stayed behind closed doors.

The Zichen Hall closed his eyes and looked at his heart, as if he had really become a stone man, and he went back to the palace to face all the officials and asked to see him, but he didn't see him because of his illness.

As for the Xiangdang faction, due to the death of the most holy teacher, Zhang Yuan, the faction is fighting endlessly for the leadership position, and everyone is fighting like a black-eyed chicken. The "closest relatives" sent people to slash and stab more ruthlessly, all stabbing at the sore spots, from open and covert fighting in the court hall to stumbling each other, to buying murderers outside the court hall, poisoning and drugging, all kinds of secret methods emerged in endlessly.It is said that the five fingers are clenched into a fist and exerted strength in one place. Their five fingers are knotted and they can't exert half of their strength.There is still a fire on my own buttocks, so I don't care about burning the company outside.

Under the leadership of the Wang family, the whole line of the aristocratic family is watching from the sidelines.

Everyone was helpless, finally in Min'an for three years, the Shi family's method has become irresistible.

The sun and the moon have changed to a new sky, and now the Fu Yu lineage of the imperial court is dormant and forbearing, and the Shi family is at the height of the sun.

Two drums were played in the palace, and the palace people came and went with lanterns. Looking at the lights from a distance, it was really beautiful.Suddenly, a heart-piercing howl came from the Qingjing Hall. It was almost impossible for a human to utter: "Where is Song Ling! Find Song Ling for me! Find Song Ling for me!" Then there was a series of throwing things. Voice.

The palace servants patrolling around shrank their necks and kept silent like a cicada, wishing that they could disappear in place.The leading nanny has seen her many times, and at this moment she panicked and said: "Quiet! Why panic! Hold on to everything, if it falls and smashes it, all the old women outside your palace will not be enough to pay for it!"

A round fat figure rolled and crawled all the way from the Qingjing Hall, and suddenly tripped over the jade steps and fell into a rolling gourd.Fuguan rubbed his buttocks and got up, breathless and even, and ran in the right direction, throwing out afterimages of his rich flesh.

Since two years ago, His Majesty's health has been getting worse and worse. Song Ling served His Majesty like a father, and was more devoted than other 'princes'. His Majesty also trusted him more and more, allowing him to live in the palace so that he could be called from time to time.

All the officials in the court were quite critical of this, thinking that Song Ling had achieved his current status only by flattery, and they all expressed their disdain to be with this kind of Zangcang villain.

Song Ling lived in a palace a little further away from the harem, and the lights in front were brightly lit. How could he not hear the sound of dishes being thrown and tables smashed?

Over the years, his stature has grown completely, his eyebrows and facial features have gradually become brighter, the arch of his eyebrows is like fog hidden in a distant mountain, the tail of his eyebrows is like ink swept into his temples, his eyes are like cold stars, and his nose is like jade jade, but his lips are a little paler.The Taoist priest commented "Tao Yun Tiancheng" when I was young is now fulfilled.

Shi Xiuyuan always said it was a pity when he saw him, "My student is handsome, but unfortunately he doesn't look like a human being."

The lip color is less than three points red, like a person in a painting, like a person in a book, printed on a single page thinly, no happiness or anger can be seen, and there is no popularity.

"Master Song, please hurry up, Your Majesty..." Fu Guan leaned against the door and panted like a broken bellows.

Song Ling helped him into the courtyard and sat down, served a bowl of tea, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, chief supervisor, I'll leave right away."

"Hurry up..." Fuguan propped himself up on the table before spitting out his breath, and squeezed in the other, coughing until he was choked.

There were servants waiting outside the palace to carry the sedan chair, and after a while Song Ling had arrived at the Qingjing Hall, and the hall was still ringing nonstop, all the maids and nurses were shivering against the wall.Song Ling lifted the layers of curtains and entered the innermost room, and tapped the small bell in front of the golden nanmu door.

"Ling'er, are you here? Come in quickly." A hasty voice came from inside the door.

Song Ling knelt and pushed the door open, opened his robe and prepared to kneel down, when Emperor Changtong rushed forward, grabbed his palm fiercely, and asked anxiously: "Have you brought it, have you brought it? Where are the things?" He raised his hand and groped around him.

Song Ling glanced at Emperor Chang Tong, who was wearing a white inner garment. His complexion was pale, his pupils were dilated and out of focus due to pain, and there seemed to be long worms wriggling under the exposed skin, protruding outward against the surface of the skin, and the skin was stretched into a transparent color. .

"Where is the thing! I asked you about the thing!" Emperor Chang Tong pulled his hair and knelt down on the ground, wailing like a beast.

"Your Majesty, Dongxichen has brought you to get up and cool down first." Song Ling helped Emperor Changtong get up, and took out a small sky blue porcelain bottle from his sleeve. Emperor Changtong's eyes shot brightly, and he grabbed the porcelain bottle Lift your head and pour it into your mouth.

Song Ling poured a bowl of tea and helped Emperor Chang Tong to drink it.

After another long commotion, Emperor Chang Tong's body stopped convulsing. He suddenly lost his strength and lay on his back on the couch. He said in a daze, "Ling, come and tie my hair."

The maids filed in and waited outside the door with wooden trays. Song Ling pushed the door open through the gap, blocked the interior of the hall with his body, and took the whole set of court clothes handed over by the maid through the gap. The same emperor tidied up his appearance.

"Your Majesty, Master Qiu Tianshi said that this pill should not be used too much. It is three-point poisonous. Your Majesty still doesn't understand this truth. Master Qiu Tianshi has repeatedly told his ministers to let His Majesty use it once a month, and His Majesty will use it this month. It's been three times, and Qiu Tianshi asked me how should I explain?" Song Ling tied Emperor Changtong's hair, and said worriedly.

Emperor Changtong scolded with a smile: "I really dote on you too much, now you dare to reprimand me?"

Song Ling pretended to be wronged: "I don't dare, it's just that Qiu Tianshi..."

"Don't worry, Qiu En will let the widow talk about it, he won't dare to ask your fault," Emperor Chang Tong said half-jokingly, tied up his hair and took a rest, Emperor Chang Tong rubbed the center of his brows, "Today you are tormenting you in the middle of the night again, Go and rest for a while." He half-pressed his eyelids to hide the cold light: "Now the court cannot leave you, master and apprentice, for a moment. If you are exhausted, you will become a widow's crime."

Song Ling knelt down and rested his head on the blanket, hiding his cold expression, "I deserve death for my crimes! The world belongs to your majesty, and the court is also your court. Although Master Shi had kindness to your ministers in the past, but your ministers To serve Your Majesty as an official in the same dynasty as Lord Shi, you can forget about your old feelings. Now, hearing what His Majesty said, I feel like a heartbreaker. If you can win His Majesty's trust, you will not regret dying."

"Alas," Emperor Changtong sighed, "You are a child who loves to think too much. Your master and apprentice work together to respect each other. This is the blessing of the widow. Don't underestimate the widow."

"I dare not."

The third drum beat, the fourth watch.

Emperor Chang Tong frowned, "Go and tell Fu Guan to rest today."

Song Ling responded, saluted and retired, and when he was about to leave the palace, he suddenly heard someone behind him ask, "Do you hate me about the Luo Mansion?"

Song Ling's complexion remained unchanged, "Your Majesty, since I was found by my late father at the age of nine, although the people in the Luo Mansion have not been close to me these years, I have never been harsh on me, and I am deeply grateful. I hate myself, but my servant It is clear that there was nothing Fu Yu could do to cover the sky with his hands back then, I only hope that one day I can take Fu Yuxiang's head to comfort the spirits of my late father and all relatives of the Luo Mansion."

"I am sorry for your Luo family, for Qingshan, and even more for Wanniang." Emperor Changtong looked sad.

"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body, and don't mourn too much. I have been having dreams recently. I dreamed that the late emperor cried and complained that because of his heavy crimes, life in the underworld was difficult. Not only lack of clothing and food, but also evil servants and sticks. The minister is heartbroken. Lung, I plan to go to Huangjue Temple to burn incense and pray for the late emperor, fast for one month, and I sincerely ask His Majesty for permission."

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Emperor Changtong said, covering his heart, "I didn't think carefully. When Fu Yu forced me to go, I had no choice but to order to remove the plaque of General Zhen Guo. How did I expect the old Fengjun to be so violent? Alas, what a sin. In order to keep you, the widow had no choice but to record you under the name of King Anle, never thought that you would no longer be able to keep filial piety for the Luo Mansion because you entered the royal genealogy in name. It's all because the widow didn't think carefully!" Another The grief of beating one's chest and stamping one's feet.

After Song Ling consoled him a bit, Emperor Changtong stopped crying.

"Retire first, the widow is exhausted."

When Song Ling came out of the palace, he ran into the Fu Guan who dared to come, and the Fu Guan stopped him: "My lord, wait a moment, this servant has something to say to your lord."

"Why is the supervisor looking for me?" Song Ling raised his eyebrows.

The Fuguan dragged him to a secluded place, and seeing no one around, he smiled and said: "There is a little maid who wants to see your lord, and she is said to have some connections with your lord."

How related are you to me?Song Ling thought about it in his heart and immediately thought of one person, the little girl who was taken away by Princess Guishan in the past——Xiao Ning.

Song Ling didn't want to ask for trouble, so he cupped his hands and said, "The women in the harem, how can I wait for the foreign ministers to see them, the chief supervisor must not mess with the rules."

Hearing what he said seriously, Fu Guan understood that this matter would not be done, so he quietly gestured in one direction with his hands behind his back.

Suddenly, a figure appeared from the bushes beside the road, and the figure rushed to Song Ling's feet and sobbed, "My lord, I beg you to help me again because of your old love."

Taking advantage of Song Ling's lack of time, Fuguan slipped with oil on the soles of his feet.

Looking at the woman in palace costume kneeling at her feet, Song Ling said in a deep voice, "Follow me."

The two walked all the way to an abandoned palace, Song Ling said with his hands behind his back: "Since we talked about the friendship in the past, I thought you knew it well. In the past, you never reciprocated your love for me. How dare you ask for it again today?"

"Lang Jun, today I..." Xiao Ning gestured anxiously with hands and feet.

"You learned these rules in the palace?" Song Ling interrupted.

Xiao Yun knelt down and choked with sobs, "I know I owe you a lot, and I can't repay you in this life, but I beg you to save the princess, now only you can save her, as long as you can save the princess. For eternity, I will always be grateful for the kindness of the lord, to be a cow and a horse to repay the lord is this humble life, and the lord can take it if he wants."

Princess?With a thought in his mind, Song Ling immediately understood what Xiao Yun was asking for. Since the Li Dynasty three years ago, Tian Wan was recalled from Liuzhou, and another person was sent to take over the army of breaking the captives.The successor was a full-fledged rich man, and as soon as he arrived in Liuzhou, he rushed forward greedily, marched rashly and chased into the New Eli Grassland, and was captured by Di Rongfang's design.Di Rong got a respite, and after the disasters in the Li Dynasty continued, he was unable to support Liuzhou.Di Rong teamed up with Jizhen again to attack Liuzhou, but the Li Dynasty was a half-broken Shau Kei, so how could Di Rong, who was chased by Tian Wan for eight hundred miles, be any better?

Even with the help of the murderous truth, the two sides are evenly matched. Now they are facing each other in Liuzhou, and no one dares to act rashly when the two armies are facing each other.

No one can afford this kind of military consumption. The two parties have been negotiating peace recently. Di Rong's envoy arrived at Honglu Temple the day before yesterday. Song Ling has a rough understanding of the terms of the peace talks.

Because Di Rong has a slight advantage, they are superior in this peace talk.

There are two main points in Di Rong's request. The first request is that the Li Dynasty cede the territory of [-] square meters north of Xiaokang County in Liuzhou.The second is to ask Li Chao to send a first-line princess to Di Rong to get married.

However, there was only one first-line princess in the Li Dynasty, the eldest daughter of Emperor Changtong—Princess Guishan.

"I can help you, but I have one condition." Song Ling knelt down and looked at the little scorpion, with the magic power in his eyes that could confuse people.

"As long as the lord can save the princess, the servant will agree to any conditions, even if it takes the servant's life," Xiao Yun nodded indiscriminately with teary eyes.

Song Ling chuckled, "Silly girl, have you ever heard of a civet cat changing the crown prince?"

Xiao Ning's back stiffened, tears smeared on her face, like roses falling in the mud, scattered and helpless, she was blown by the storm, her lower lip was bitten, she stopped panting without saying a word.

It had been so long that Song Ling thought she was afraid and gave up.

"Okay, as long as I can save the princess, I am willing to be the princess." Xiao Ning's hoarse voice sounded.

Song Ling gently fiddled with her temple hair, "My good boy, I want you to be my eyes, in Di Rong's eyes."

In the prime minister's mansion, many people crowded in front of the gate, all wearing official uniforms and walking on silk shoes, and the crowd was more noisy than the vegetable market.Kong Richao smiled and said: "My lords, my teacher has been suffering from illnesses since he was injured by a refrigerator outside the city gate three years ago. I am unwell and cannot meet you today. I hope you will forgive me." The doorman gave a wink, and the doorman knowingly held up the water and fire sticks to stop everyone from the door, Kong Richao seized the opportunity and walked away.

"Teacher, I'm sending you away." Kong Richao opened the study door and reported back.

Fu Yu was dressed in black and was looking at the map hanging on the wall with his back turned to Kong Richao.

Kong Richao brought tea, frowned and said: "Teacher, I really don't see them? Now that Shi Xiuyuan and Song Xiaoer are getting more and more powerful, don't we..."

Fu Yutan passed the tea bowl with his hands, but still turned his back: "These foolish people see what they are doing. Tomorrow, I will make an appointment with the officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Punishment." Added a sentence: "There are also Zhang Ting and the governor of Huangzhou."

Kong Richao responded, hesitantly said: "Teacher, is there no way to turn this matter back?"

Fu Yu turned his head suddenly, he was covered with a grimace mask made by Zhang Tieyin, which looked hideous and terrifying, and his voice was chilling: "The arrow has been fired and there is no reason to turn back. Now you think we have a choice?" He said Kong Richao shuddered at the playfulness in the poem.

Kong Richao held his breath, "What does the teacher mean?"

Fu Yu's tone did not hide his sarcasm: "Song Yunli has been forcing me to rebel step by step from the very beginning. He thinks he can count people's hearts. This time I will take his head to make him understand that people's hearts can't be counted, and he can count on it." No!"

"Boom!" The tea bowl in Fu Yu's hand was crushed by him, and the boiling hot tea splashed.

For convenience, Emperor Changtong is still called the illegitimate son of Changtong