Lang Jun is coming

At dusk, Pei Lian went back home, and then rode around to Fuzhi.

The gatekeepers watched the newly promoted deputy prime minister rush back and forth, and they looked at each other, all confused.

Holding the document, Song Yiqing finally got to the hour, and when he went out, he happened to meet the attendant Yushi who introduced the situation of Yushitai to him today, but was caught listening to him complaining.

In fact, there is nothing else, nothing more than cursing and cursing at Sansi's whole day of thunder and bangs.

Unfortunately, the other party scolded vigorously, but when he stepped out of the door, he met the boss who smiled at him unfathomably.

Shi Yushi: "..."

Song Yiqing: "..."

Time seemed to freeze for a long time, and finally Shi Yushi touched his nose in embarrassment and fled on the grounds of business.Song Yiqing also wanted to sneak out with him, but Pei Lian was destined not to be what he wanted.

"Song Yushi—"

Pei Lian's voice was long and lazy, and he successfully chopped off the man's beard with a lift of the whip he held.

Song Yiqing followed the whip and looked up, the purple robe and jade leather belt.Because of the promotion, the official uniform has changed, but it is still the dog-like Pei Lian.

"What's the meaning of Pei Sansi?"

After the official said it would be reformed, Pei Lian was in charge of the Third Division, and Yushitai was Zhao Yanchen's hometown.Now people are running to the enemy in a flash, and the passers-by look at Pei Lian and feel that something is wrong!Something is very wrong!

Pei Lianwen said: "There is a scene, and I always feel that it is not a disappointment to watch it with you."

The copper ring on the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was pulled away and buttoned lightly. The servant who guarded the door opened the door and poked his head out, habitually refusing, "My master is sick, so it's inconvenient to receive guests. Please sir..."

"Just listen to me."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by a sudden visitor, who rolled up the sleeves of his literati shirt, cupped his hands respectfully and said: "I am a student of Liu Xiang, Zheng Chuiying of the Imperial College. Hearing that the teacher is ill, I came to visit. "

The servant's lazy expression disappeared, and he glanced at the man before becoming respectful.

"Wait for me to report."

At that time, Liu Hanqiu, the prime minister of the court, had a lot of students, and it was necessary for him to study well in the Guozijian.Guozijian is amazing, it is the highest institution of learning.Even if this person is not a student of the master's family, the servants dare not neglect him.

After a while, the servant turned back and said, "Please, Mr. Zheng Lang."

The two walked quickly, walking through the corridors on both sides.

Liu Hanqiu's ancestral home is from Dingzhou, and the folk customs of Dingzhou are not as good as that of a small family in the south of the Yangtze River, so this house is also neatly built and arranged.

After opening the bedroom door, Liu Hanqiu's voice came from inside.

"But Dingxuan is here?"

Zheng Chuiying's figure paused, and he stepped forward eagerly to kneel and sit on the footrest in front of the bed, his heart was full of concern and finally choked in his throat, only a dry sentence.

"Teacher, the students are here to see you."

Susha's bed curtain blocked the outside scene, Liu Hanqiu sat up with his arms, turned sideways and asked, "Did the rain stop outside when you came?"

Kneeling in front of the bed was his most satisfied student, no matter in terms of knowledge or virtue.Not long ago, he wrote a letter to the Yang family, and every word was full of guilt.But he didn't have the favor to teach Yang Qiyu, even if he regretted it, it only came from his wife's mother's family, far from being disappointed.

But Zheng Chuiying was different. Liu Hanqiu personally initiated the teaching and put a lot of effort into it, so the relationship between the two teachers and students is very strong.

His questioning voice was hoarse from illness, Zheng Chuiying took the teacup on the table and handed it to him and replied: "It stopped last night."

Liu Hanqiu took the tea very naturally and took a sip, feeling deeply moved.

"Has it stopped? But I always feel that the rain hasn't stopped, and it will last for a long time."

Zheng Chuiying's face was slightly startled, and he couldn't help asking: "Why do the officials suddenly think of restructuring?"

Yesterday's ups and downs and now the noisy capital can smell something.His classmates couldn't agree more on this, so naturally they have their own opinions.But what made him directly aware of the sensationality of the matter was because the teacher fainted on the spot in the courtroom.

"Suddenly?" Liu Hanqiu looked sideways, put the teacup back on the table firmly with one hand, and then slowly answered the student's question.

"It's not sudden. The officials have clearly planned for a long time before they grasped the introduction of the reform."

In the past, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of the source.It wasn't until the moment when the officials said that they wanted to change the system that they realized that the emperor who was at a loss for the government at the beginning already had his own thoughts, and he was indeed the person chosen by the late emperor to sit on the dragon chair.

As for Yang Qiyu, where is his biggest crime of impersonation?But it was caused by Zaizhi's status as a student.

Said innocent, not innocent.

Liu Hanqiu waved his hand, "Don't step into these things."

I don't know if this remark is to warn Zheng Chuiying or to remind himself to forget the chaos in the court for the time being.

Zheng Chuiying pursed his lips and endured a few times before finally responding, "Students know."

He said yes, but he had some resentment towards the officials in his heart.The teacher has worked hard for Daheng for many years, and he is also a veteran.On weekdays, he is respected by others, and he has never been aggrieved.But he is still a student of the Imperial College, and he has no official position, and the court cannot share the teacher's worries.For now, it seems that it can only be endured for the time being.