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Compared with the former dynasty, the officials of the Li Dynasty are much more relaxed. They only talk about going to the court. The officials of the former dynasty went to the court every day, and they had to wait at the gate of the palace on the fourth watch, and the officials selected from the mansion had to get up at the third watch. .

Today is a small dynasty in three days and a big dynasty in January.

It was still dark outside, but Prime Minister Fu had already got up.

Under the service of the maid, she wears a purple curved collar and big sleeves, a leather belt around her waist, a scarf on her head, a golden fish belt around her waist, and black boots on her feet.

The servant pushed the door softly and entered, bowed and said: "Master, the car is ready."

Fu Chengxiang waved away the servants waiting in the room, "Let's go."

A beautifully decorated ox cart was parked at the gate of the prime minister's mansion. The coachman was prostrate on the ground, and the servant raised the curtain of the cart. Fu Chengxiang stepped on the coachman and got into the cart.

The waiting maid held a wooden tray to respect the young master, covered with a brocade handkerchief, and on the brocade handkerchief was a wat board made of jade. Prime Minister Fu picked up the wat board, and the servant put down the curtain of the carriage.

"Set off."

The two three officials standing at the front of the car shouted in unison, "The prime minister is going out, and all the officials stay away."

San Gaoguan walked in front of the bullock cart, knocking on the ground with a stick in his hand, and the bullock cart wobbled behind.

"The prime minister goes out, and all the officials stay away."

The court meeting kicked off with the continuous sound of beating sticks.

At the gate of Jinwu, Prime Minister Fu got out of the car, and the driver drove the car to the side of the road, where they were going to wait for the prime minister to come out.

The servant following behind knelt on the ground to straighten the folds on the prime minister's robe.

After tidying up, Fu Chengxiang held the wat board in both hands and walked to the first place on the left side of the Jinwu Gate to stand still. He came a little early, and he was the only one in front of the Jinwu Gate.

After another half a quarter of an hour, more people came one after another. The people who came were wearing all kinds of court clothes with different patterns of blue, green and green. The prime minister standing at the top saluted, and Prime Minister Fu returned the salute one by one.

Those with fish bags stood behind Fu Chengxiang in order according to their ranks, and those without fish bags stood on the right, but they all left the first place vacant.

Adults are also human beings, and when there are too many people, it will inevitably be noisy, talking in twos and threes.

"Master Li, I went to eat at the restaurant you mentioned a while ago. The taste is really good."

"Is there any progress about Mr. Wang Di Rong's batch of war horses?"

"The matter of Di Rong's spy..."

After about one stick of incense time, it will enter the fifth watch.

There was a rush of horseshoes coming from the official road.

"Da da da" is like a fine drum beating on the tip of the heart.

Waves appeared on Fu Chengxiang's face like an old monk in meditation. He moved the corners of his mouth, and because of the curvature of his mouth, his whole face came alive. The fresh snow just fades away, and the pear tree grows white. Fu Chengxiang is a handsome man made of jade. Jun, he turned and stood across the crowd facing the official road.

The sound of horseshoes is approaching, and what comes into view is a magnificent Ye Yuzhao lion. Its body is white and without variegation. On the horse's back sits a tall and tall man. The body is broad, and the body is covered with a dark purple court dress.

"call"

The man tightened the reins, turned over and dismounted, his muscular lines could be seen faintly under the loose court clothes.

On the edge of the sky, the new sun was just rising, and the shallow gold was sprinkled finely. Ye Yuzhao, the lion's snow-white hair was covered with golden edges. The roots of the hair were distinct, and fine dust was flying back and forth between the hair.

A figure like a high wall blocked the sunlight, he cupped his hands and said loudly to the person standing opposite: "Prime Minister Fu is polite."

The sound is loud, and the air transmits layers of sound waves, resounding in front of Jinwu's door, everyone can hear clearly.

Standing in the shadow created by the man, Fu Chengxiang smiled gently, raised the wat board in his hand, and said in return: "General Luo is polite."

"Boom!"

The fifth watch has arrived, and this afternoon the door was slowly pushed open by two teams of guards.

General Luo and Prime Minister Fu parted ways after greeting each other, each standing at the top.

There was a father-in-law standing inside the door. He cleared his throat, shook his hand whisk and shouted in a thin voice: "Five watch is here! Ring the bell! Sirs, please come in."

The majestic and continuous palace walls and the palace complex with carved beams and painted buildings are scattered and carved, and the gate of this afternoon is opened, revealing the true face of Lushan Mountain.

Lord Zichen.

The officials stand in rows according to civil and military, and the senior officials of the third rank and above stand at the front, all bowing their heads and holding wats in both hands.

Emperor Changtong sat high on the dragon chair in dark casual clothes, with a sandalwood finger wrench in his hand, looking down on everyone with a solemn expression.

The eunuch held his whisk in his arms and shouted: "If there is a book to play, there is no book to retreat from the court."

Taipusi Shaoqing, who was wearing a scarlet court uniform, met his immediate superior's eyes, and after getting an affirmative answer, he left the team first, raised the wat board above his head, and said in a loud voice: "I have an instruction. "

The eunuch replied: "Yan."

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the five hundred war horses negotiated with Di Rong a few days ago suddenly changed their minds and refused to transfer them at Jiaojia Town at the border between the two countries. I'm making a deal."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the court.

War horses were scarce military supplies in the Li Dynasty. There were only yellow horses that were thin and short in stature and lacked stamina in the Li Dynasty. The horse breeds that were qualified to be war horses were only produced in the border of Dirong.

In addition, in order to prevent the Li Dynasty from breeding new breeds of horses with Dirong horses, all the horses traded to the Li Dynasty were gelded, and selling horses privately in Dirong was a felony of beheading.

Emperor Changtong thought for a while and replied: "Yes, just follow what they said, and trade in our court."

As soon as this remark came out, a military officer wearing a green court uniform walked out of the queue and shouted: "Your Majesty, no! The Dirong people are wolfish and ambitious. You must not let them enter the country! This time, using horses as a hostage to try to enter the country is difficult." I hope His Majesty will think twice."

Following the military officer's voice, several adults knelt down one after another.

"I hope your majesty think twice!"

"I hope your majesty think twice!"

"I hope your majesty think twice!"

Emperor Chang Tong raised his hand and pinched the inner corner of his eye.

The eunuch's eyes were sharp, and he hurriedly said loudly: "My lords, please be quiet!"

The scene was quiet for a while.

Emperor Chang Tong pondered for a moment, raised his hand and made a downward gesture, "I also know about this matter, but the importance of war horses to our dynasty is self-evident, and I will let Luo Aiqing lead three thousand elite soldiers to send each other all the way, everyone Ai Qing, get up first."

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Luo Qingshan.

Luo Qingshan came out from the queue and said: "The minister obeys the order and will definitely live up to His Majesty's entrustment."

Even if the matter is settled.

"Your Majesty has an instruction, Ganzhou..."

"Your Majesty, I have this report. After many investigations, six strongholds of Di Rong have been destroyed, and nearly a hundred spies have been wiped out, but there is still no trace of "Sun Ergou"."

A cold light flashed in Emperor Changtong's eyes, "The people of Di Rong have to protect Sun Ergou even after paying such a huge loss. This person's identity is by no means simple. It must be a big conspiracy to sneak into our court. Let's investigate!"

"promise!"

Two hours later, the court meeting came to an end.

The eunuch said again: "Today's work is over..."

"Boom, boom, boom."

A dull drum sounded like the first dull thunder in winter, and dust fell from the beams in the hall.

The sound of the drum directly hit the hearts of the people. The sound of the drum had not been heard for many years. Some adults hadn't reacted yet, and asked their colleagues in astonishment, "Master Zhang, how dare you ask?"

Some adults who reacted murmured, "Someone beat the Dengwen drum."

Some people opened their mouths because they were too shocked, and some people smiled knowingly. Prime Minister Fu unconsciously exerted force on the wat board.

The eunuch looked at Emperor Changtong in bewilderment, no wonder he, not to mention him, even his master, and the master's master had never heard Dengwen knocking.

Emperor Changtong squeezed the back of the chair tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Bring up the person who beat the Dengwen drum."

The eunuch calmed down a little, and passed the message with messy steps.

After a while, two guards carried a stretcher into the hall.

The ministers automatically spread out to leave an open space, and a man was lying on the stretcher, with disheveled hair and a white cloth covering his body. The white cloth covering his buttocks was completely drenched in blood, and it was red with teeth and claws.The price for knocking on the Dengwen drum, regardless of one's status, is to be punished with a hundred sticks first, to show the power of God and not to be taken lightly.

A sharp-eyed minister glanced at the profile of the person lying on the stretcher and recognized him, "King An Le?"

The well-connected minister next to him pinched his waist through the cover of his wide sleeves, and said silently: "The heavy rain is coming, so be careful with your words."

The guards put the stretcher on the open space and retreated. The eunuch went and returned, and whispered beside Emperor Changtong, "Your Majesty, it is King Anle!"

Emperor Changtong stood up from the dragon chair with a face full of shock, unable to maintain his usual composure, and exclaimed, "Brother Hong, what kind of injustice is there to force you to beat the Dengwen drum with the body of a prince?"

Emperor Changtong and King Anle are still cousins ​​who are inseparable.

The person lying on the stretcher moved, Wang Anle tried his best to raise his arms and supported his upper body, his messy hair fell down, revealing Wang Anle's miserable face, he coughed several times, making people wonder if he would not be able to lift it up in one breath That's it.

After coughing, King Anle released a short scream from his throat and began to cry, like a cuckoo weeping blood, "Your Majesty, you have to decide for my poor child!"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Qingshan's heart seemed to be crushed by a boulder, and there were heavy clouds.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Chengxiang, and Fu Chengxiang noticed that his gaze was open and frank without flickering or avoiding a smile.

Luo Qingshan secretly clenched his fists.

Emperor Chang Tong sat back in his chair in silence for a moment, but his eyes ignored King An Le, and instead he stared closely at Prime Minister Fu and said word by word, "Just tell me what grievances you have, and I will make the decision for you."

Everyone present here knows who this attack is aimed at. Those who can get to this point are all top-notch people. Everyone knows that Song San was beaten by the son of General Luo’s family in Shangjing. Tongdi was naturally no exception, he cast a look at Luo Qingshan.

Luo Qingshan walked out of the queue and lifted his robe and knelt beside King Anle, before giving him a chance to speak, he said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have committed a crime. I have no way to teach my son. The dog stubbornly beat the third son of Wang Anle's family. I have already punished him severely. After killing that Nizi, I was planning to bring Nizi to the door to make amends to the third son of the Song Dynasty, but I didn't expect that King Anle loves his son so much." Looking at King Anle meaningfully, he continued: "Your Majesty, The minister is willing to be punished, and I only hope that King Anle can calm down, and the third son of Song Dynasty can calm down."

"Since it's a personal grievance between the two families, why do you bother to beat the Dengwen drum? Yigu thinks that this matter should be resolved privately, and the matter between the two younger generations should be resolved by the younger generation."

At this time, Mr. Tian, ​​the Counselor of the General Administration, suddenly came out and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, if it's just a conflict between juniors, why should the prince beat the Dengwen drum! You have to suffer this hundred sticks! The prince would rather suffer this torture than There must be a reason for going directly to Shengting!"

King An Le finally found a space to interrupt, and hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, my son, my poor son, was beaten to death by that Luo family boy! The Luo family is so powerful that I have no way to appeal, but The world can learn from the heart of loving a son with love, and I have to disturb Your Majesty when I have nowhere to ask. My poor son was only 15 years old, and he was killed. Even if I risk my life as a father, I will die. Seek justice for him, and ask Your Majesty to make the decision!" The voice was so loud that it didn't sound like he had just received a hundred sticks.

Luo Qingshan turned his head, glared at King Anle and asked, "Is your son really dead?"

After Luo Jinnian and Song Ling beat someone, Luo Qingshan was also afraid that something wrong with the beating, so he deliberately stopped him to ask the doctor who saw Song San, and said that his life was safe, but now this King Anle said that his son died?

The author says:

It's all nonsense by the author, and there is nowhere to test it.