Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The door of the south study room was closed tightly, and Emperor Jing Long, who had just come down to court, and the crown prince called Su Yan, the censor, to have a secret talk.

A quarter of an hour later, the prince left the hall with a sullen face and left on his own.The door of the hall was still closed, and no one came out for the next two quarters of an hour.

Lan Xi stood outside the hall, pricked up her ears and listened carefully, she heard some cries and faint beating sounds, her heart skipped a beat, wondering what was going on inside?

Let's talk about luck, the emperor has never been so rude, and besides, he was in the study in the south of the outer court in broad daylight, which was not good for privacy, and it was not in line with the emperor's temperament.But if you want to talk about hitting the board... you can't, last time Su Yan cured the emperor's headache, and he hasn't been rewarded yet, why is he punished?

The living annotator came all the way from the court meeting, and was also standing outside the hall. He was writing something at the moment, jotting something down on a stack of paper.The waiter next to him held the inkstone in his hand and waited on him.

The daily life note system originated in the Western Zhou Dynasty and has been used for thousands of years. It is responsible for recording the emperor's words and deeds.

Since the emperor is the incarnation of national power, his speech and speech are the laws of the country, and his daily life and actions are related to the safety of the country. Therefore, the scribes who accompanied him were indispensable in all dynasties.

Historians compile the history of the country, usually using daily life notes as one of the original materials, and then compile it into "Records", and then compile the history of the country from "Records".

The current living annotator is surnamed Ling, named Hu, aged [-], looks like a thin middle-aged literati, was born as a Jinshi, and worked as an editor for many years in the Imperial Academy.This makes the family's ancestors have been historians for several generations, so it can be said that it is a family of historians.

Lan Xi glanced at the densely packed cursive script on the page, feeling a little dizzy, and asked, "Master Ling, it's all down, do you still want to memorize it?"

Linghu didn't lift his head, and said, "If the emperor enters the harem after he comes down to court, he will have his own eunuch in the study room to make the "Inner Living Notes". Naturally, you must be loyal to your duties and record every word and action of Sheng Gong."

Lan Xidan frowned slightly, leaned his head over to see what he had written, and saw the last line: "In the 16th year of Zhengdansi, I brought the crown prince to Yunan's study room, and summoned the censor Su Yan to have a secret talk. The crown prince retired, and I was alone in a room with Yan. No one can get close to..."

Lan Xi had a ghost in her heart, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that this daily note meant something.In case the emperor really wants Su Yan in the palace, if this daily life note is written down, it may become a proof that the emperor took good luck to his foreign ministers and acted absurdly?

How can private affairs be recorded openly in the book, and do you want to lose the emperor's face? !It's no wonder that this Linghu is so out of character, he has worked in the Hanlin Academy for more than ten years, but he hasn't had a bright future.

Eunuch Lan was anxious for the emperor, but he had no right to interfere. He flicked his tail back and forth, and after a while thought of a move, he pretended to be a tiger and said: "My lord, today's daily life note will not enter the history museum. If you want to check it, just leave it to our family."

Linghu looked up at the great eunuch who served in front of the imperial court and had power over the palace, and said seriously: "I'm sorry for not being able to follow orders."

Lan Xi's voice sharpened: "This is the emperor's oral order."

Linghu plausibly said: "Don't talk about the sacred edict, even if the emperor asks the subordinate officials for daily life notes, the subordinate officials cannot give them. 'Since ancient times, no one has read history by himself'. This is an unwritten rule, just to let historians The straight pen is not interfered by any external force."

Lan Xi was angry that he was thinking too hard, "My lord! You and I are both courtiers, and we want to share your worries for you, instead of adding trouble to the emperor. When the emperor sees your money, he gets angry. Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Tang Taizong asked Chu Suiliang for a living note. Did Chu Suiliang give it? No. Taizong stopped demanding. Song Renzong read the daily note, and Ouyang Xiu wrote a letter to remonstrate, asking Renjun not to read it again. Did Renzong obey? Yes. .Not only did he not blame Ouyang Xiu, but also praised him. This is a holy virtue! Could it be that in Lan Gonggong’s opinion, today’s virtue is inferior to that of Tang and Song emperors?”

"You... you say that you are so stubborn, what good is it? Is it a salary increase for you, or an official promotion? One more thing is worse than one thing less. My lord, think about your own future and even your life!"

Linghu put the pen on the inkstone, straightened his back, and said with a serious expression: "The officials are a little bit light, but they always keep in mind the responsibility of the official historian - to write straight and not to be afraid of power. In the past, Cui Zhu of Qi State killed the king. , Taishi recorded it truthfully, and Cui Zhu killed Taishi angrily. Taishi's two younger brothers succeeded his brothers, and they also recorded truthfully, and were killed one after another. But the third brother still recorded truthfully. Cui Zhu asked him, "Aren't you afraid of death?" "According to Shi Zhishu, it is better to die than to neglect one's duty to survive in order to serve as a historian." Now the subordinate officials will use these words to reply to Eunuch Lan and the emperor."

Lan Xi was helpless.

The official's bones are hard, and he can still be beaten.However, if the historian gets tough, if the emperor wants to give him a face, he will respect him three points, otherwise he will not know what kind of stigma will be left in the history.

During the stalemate, the palace door opened from the inside, Su Yan covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and walked out sneezing.

Lan Xi was stunned, and asked, "What's wrong with Su Yushi?"

Su Yan waved his hands and looked at him with red, tearful eyes, "Don't mention it, father-in-law. Sudden exposure to wind and cold, disrespectful in front of you, I am ashamed to be punished."

Lan Xi was both grateful and regretful for a moment, and hurriedly ordered the waiter to bring over a bowl of hot jujube and ginger soup for him to drink.On the one hand, he deliberately said: "The emperor is kind, he must just say a few words casually, Su Yushi doesn't have to take it to heart. No, let you do the errands, right?"

Su Yan sighed: "Yes, the emperor asked me to continue to be the You Shaoqing of Dali Temple. Later, I have to accompany the crown prince to Honglu Temple to investigate the case. By the way, Eunuch Lan, the emperor asked me to explain after I left the palace. The director of ceremonies plans to use the seal."

Lan Xi smiled and said: "Then our family will say 'Congratulations' to Su Shaoqing first." Saying this, she flicked the whisk and went into the hall to serve her.

Ginger soup is prepared in advance and served quickly.Su Yan greeted Linghu who was on the side to drink with him: "Your Excellency, please also have a bowl to relieve the cold."

Linghu was finishing the last sentence on the daily note: "Gai discussed the case of the envoy of the Wara Kingdom in Honglu Temple, and ordered Su Yan to return to his original post."

After finishing the writing, he rubbed his hands and went forward to take a bowl of soup.

Su Yan said with emotion: "It's not easy to be a minister."

Linghu said with emotion: "Yes."

After Su Yan drank the ginger soup, he bid farewell to Linghu.The sedan chair that the prince ordered his servants to park earlier stopped outside the palace gate, picked him up, and went straight to the Meridian Gate.

Outside the Meridian Gate, Zhu Helin waited impatiently in the carriage, raised the curtain and looked around.Suddenly, I saw a carriage parked against the wall at the southern end of the long and narrow square, which looked like it belonged to an official's house.

He had nothing to do, so he ordered his servant, Fu Bao, to find out whose carriage it was and why it was parked outside the Meridian Gate.

Fu Bao went there for a while, and soon came back to report: "Master, that is Mr. Su's carriage, waiting for him to leave the palace. But the driver is not his two young servants, but a cold-faced man whom the slaves don't know. , dressed like a guard, with a sword on his waist, and the look in his eyes is more piercing than the cold wind."

Qinghe doesn't like to be hugged by his servants. After so long, there are only two young servants taking care of him. When did he suddenly have an extra guard?He suddenly remembered that Chu Yuan said that Su Yan had taken a martial arts master from the world as his personal bodyguard, and he had an ambiguous relationship with him. Could it be the one in the carriage?

Zhu Helin immediately jumped up against the crime and jumped out of the carriage, which frightened Fu Bao a lot.

Seeing the prince striding towards the carriage, Fu Bao had no choice but to follow quickly.When he got closer, he found that the guard was still holding the sword, standing upright by the shaft of the chariot, without even blinking his eyelashes, looking towards the palace like a stone sculpture.

Standing in front of him, Zhu Helin coughed, but he pretended not to hear it and continued to make stone sculptures.

Fu Bao hurriedly shouted: "This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, why don't you hurry up and greet him?"

Jing Hongzhui didn't want to talk to her at all.But he also thought that it doesn't matter if he offends the powerful, but it's not good to hurt the adults, so he cupped his fists and bowed his head: "The grass people have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Helin frowned: "Didn't Qinghe teach you how to salute the common people when they see the prince?"

Jing Hongzhui's tone was flat: "Your Excellency taught me. But the grassroots are stupid and can't learn it. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

"...Sure enough, he was born as a gangster. He doesn't know etiquette, so he's quite courageous." When Zhu Helin thought that even this kind of guy dared to take advantage of Su Yan, he became even more furious, "What can I do if I don't forgive my sins?" ? If you don’t kneel down and kowtow seven or eight times to the young master today, you won’t be able to walk out of the Chengtian Gate vertically!”

Jing Hong glanced at Prince Da Ming in front of him. Although he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he looked like a ferocious liger and tiger cub, showing the majesty of a superior in his arrogance and wantonness.

Master Su used to serve this arrogant brat all day long?It is indeed hard enough.

Seeing Jing Hongchai's mediocre appearance, Zhu Helin was very disdainful, but the other person's face was shaved, as if the sky was cracked and the glacier was rolling back.He was hit by a sword intent as awe-inspiring as a snow mountain, and he was secretly startled, and couldn't help putting away his contempt.

He has been good at martial arts since he was a child, and he is quite talented in martial arts.However, because of his noble status, the guards and martial arts masters in the palace did not dare to do their best when recruiting, and he was instructed by the emperor not to teach advanced martial arts, so as not to be poor in martial arts and misuse the government.Therefore, even if he fought with a dozen guards, he always felt unhappy, as if the repressed power in his body couldn't be exerted no matter what.

Now being stared at by Jing Hong, as if she glimpsed another realm from the ice and snow, her mind was taken away by it, and she was stunned.

Seeing that the Prince's expression was abnormal, Fu Bao didn't even respond by calling "Master" a few times, and in a hurry, he asked Jing Hongzhui: "What kind of magic did you cast on His Highness, and why don't you undo it quickly? If His Highness has something to do, even you The adults in the family can't bear it!"

Jing Hongzhui said indifferently: "I didn't do anything."

Fu Bao jumped.Zhu Helin suddenly woke up, grabbed Fu Bao, stared at Jing Hongchai vigilantly and aggressively: "How high is your martial arts?"

Jing Hong chased and said, "It's very high."

"I don't know how to be modest at all, shameless." Fu Bao muttered.

Zhu Helin asked again: "Where did you learn your martial arts?"

Jing Hong chased, "I can't say it."

Zhu Helin snorted coldly: "It's just the courage of a common man, I don't care about it."

Jing Hong replied: "Oh."

Oh... oh shit!What the hell kind of temper is this, Qinghe can bear it?Even kiss him, not afraid of his mouth rotting!Zhu Helin was about to have a seizure when Jing Hongzhui suddenly turned his eyes to the direction of the palace and said, "Your Excellency is out."

Zhu Helin subconsciously turned his head to look. The end of the square was empty, and there was no movement at the left and right gates.He was about to open his mouth to taunt, but he saw the right door slowly opened, and a small sedan chair came out from inside, it was indeed the sedan chair he ordered to be prepared outside the South Study Room.

For a moment, he didn't care about the trouble with the thorny guard, and went up to the sedan chair to meet him.

Jing Hongzhui performed lightness kung fu, drifting past Zhu Helin like blue smoke.Zhu Helin was stunned for a moment, then furious, and shouted, "How dare you get in front of the young master? Things that don't distinguish between superior and inferior, go to the back!"

The imperial guards on duty around heard the prince's angry shout, and immediately drew their swords out of their sheaths, waiting for an order before rushing over to take the man.

When Su Yan opened the sedan chair curtain and saw this situation, he almost rolled out of the sedan chair, thinking that these two are swords and guns against bombs.

Ah Zhui is full of quack spirit and despises the powerful. It is absolutely impossible for this guy to bow his head and ears in front of the prince.Zhu Helin is a little overlord who can only be groped, moody and angry, but he also knows the ambiguous relationship between him and the guards. If something happens and he orders the imperial army to take action, he will not even have time to put out the fire.

Sin!Had he known earlier, he would not have made Ah Zhui wait in front of the Meridian Gate, and caused trouble for no reason.

Su Yan hurriedly stopped the sedan chair, got out, and ran towards Zhu Helin with the hem of his robe in his hands, while chasing Jing Hong's eyes, signaling him not to come forward to pick him up, but to go back to the carriage first, to save face for the prince.

Jing Hongzui understood. Although her face was dark, she still obeyed her lord's instructions and turned back to the carriage.

Zhu Helin smiled triumphantly, slowed down, and waited for Su Yan to run towards him, then held his arm with both hands, and said, "Run slower, the snow is slippery, what if you fall?"

Su Yan gasped and said, "I'm afraid that the young master will wait for a long time, so I can't hurry up."

Seeing that he came out of his father's study intact, Zhu Helin was so angry that he covered his cold hands in his palms and rubbed them together: "It's cold outside, go to the carriage, let's talk while walking."

Su Yan pretended nothing happened: "The minister first went to say hello to the guard and told him to go back first."

Zhu Helin couldn't hear the word "guard" now, so he pinched the back of his hand and said angrily, "Is it him?"

Su Yan patted the back of the prince's hand in pain, "What is it, okay, don't talk about it, get in the car." Zhu Helin wanted to question him, but he dragged him away by his sleeve.

When passing by his own carriage, Su Yan said to Jing Hong: "The emperor ordered me to go to Honglu Temple to investigate the case, and the young master supervised it. This case is urgent, you go back first, and I will go home when I am done."

Jing Hong pursued: "This subordinate is worried about your safety."

Seeing the crown prince glaring at Jing Hong, Su Yan hurriedly said, "The emperor sent a team of elite guards in brocade clothes as guards. They are safe and sound. Don't worry. I'll go back before nightfall."

Jing Hong chased and nodded, and said, "My lord, be careful, I would rather let the prisoner get away than take the risk lightly." Then she got on the shaft of the carriage and drove away in the carriage.

Zhu Helin said sourly from the side: "The love between master and servant is very touching."

Su Yan continued to pretend nothing happened with a cheeky face: "It's so-so. Which official or son of an aristocratic family doesn't have some guards around him? You can't let me go in and out without any guards, can you?"

"Then you can change a guard, even a dozen. Don't be so ugly!"

"He is loyal to me, and his martial arts are also high, so he can use them easily. But since the young master said so, I will change a few handsome guards from Yushu Linfeng, who are also eye-catching."

"... Forget it!" Zhu Helin gritted his teeth unwillingly, leaned into his ear and threatened in a low voice, "He is not allowed to kiss you again, do you hear me? Otherwise, I will cut off his head!"

"Yes, I listen to my master." Su Yan said.

Zhu Helin thought his attitude was insincere, and after dragging him into the carriage, he forced himself to wash his mouth.

Su Yan flicked his arm like a fly, and said angrily, "If you don't learn well at a young age, how can you get this set of prodigal attitude!"

Zhu Helin retorted: "How small! Once this year is over, they will put portraits of ladies from various families in my palace, and let me choose the princess!"

Su Yan was stunned: "Crown Princess...so fast?"

"It's the fifteenth day of the Chinese New Year, and my father said that we should decide on the candidate first, and let the female officer educate the other party for a year, and we will get married on the sixteenth. The young master said that he doesn't want to marry a woman, even if the gods come down to earth, and he was reprimanded by the father. Take a break." Zhu Helin was a little frustrated, "Thinking about it makes me feel sick."

Su Yan still felt that it was too early.How old is Zhu Helin, how can he deal with feelings and manage marriage maturely?He also knows that he should do as the Romans do, and not start from the thinking of modern people, but he still feels uncomfortable.

Zhu Helin asked: "What about you? At the age of [-] during Chinese New Year, your parents won't urge you to get married?"

Su Yan was absent-minded, and replied casually: "Hurry up. I want to propose a marriage for me, but I refused, saying that the big husband should first establish a career and then start a family, and we will talk about it after twenty. I don't know if my parents agree or not."

"What if you don't agree?"

"Cold salad. The legs are growing on my own body, and they can still forcefully pull them back. I can't make a bow by pressing my head down."

Zhu Helin smiled: "That's right."

Su Yan also felt annoyed when he mentioned this topic, anyway, he didn't want to think about it when it was not the time to burn his eyebrows.

Zhu Helin hooked his shoulders, and in the rickety carriage, put his face towards him: "Say, next time the emperor mentions the matter of the princess, the young master will say that he already has a favorite candidate, and he won't marry unless he ,OK?"

Su Yan was startled, with a sense of foreboding in his heart, he hurriedly asked, "Which girl are you going to use as a shield?"

Zhu Helin muttered unhappily: "It's not a shield! It's not a girl. I mean it..."

"To be honest, it's even worse!" Su Yan's voice was stern, "You want to make a fuss before your hair grows? Are you not afraid that the emperor will punish you? Are you not afraid that the courtiers and the people of the world will know that the current prince is good at Longyang? You, prince Do you want to be one?!"

Zhu Helin pouted: "Which scholar-bureaucrat's family doesn't raise prostitutes, the folks still marry male wives."

"That's different! You are the crown prince and the country's foundation. In the future, you will continue the heirs of the Daming Dynasty! If you still remember what I said to you in the side hall of Dongyuan, remember that I will help you in the same boat for the future." Your determination to cut through the waves; still remember the promise you made to me - to be a good emperor and a wise king in the prosperous age, you must never say anything rebellious to the emperor, understand?!"

Zhu Helin stared at him blankly, and said, "I understand the truth..."

You can't "like eggs" ah brother!You are self-destructing your future and will kill me!

Su Yan squeezed his hand hard, "Then do what needs to be done! Zhu Helin, you have no right to choose now, let alone a retreat. Some words, before you climb to the top of the peak and see all the small mountains, Just never say it, understand?!"

A dignified look flashed across the prince's face, and he seemed to be forced to mature a bit in an instant, tasting the bitterness that must be endured before picking the sweet fruit.

Zhu Helin let out a long breath, his expression gradually became firm, and he held Su Yan's hand instead, "I understand, don't worry."

In the South Study Room, Lan Xi was ordered to draw up an edict and was about to leave when Emperor Jing Long suddenly asked, "How long has King Yu been sick?"

Lan Xi replied respectfully: "It's been five days."

The emperor got up and brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his sleeves: "My elder brother should also visit his mansion to see if the disease is in his body or in his heart."