Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Back at Qianqing Palace, Su Yan saw that it was almost noon, so he bowed and left.The emperor wanted to give him food, but seeing that he was eager to go, as if he had something to worry about, he gave up.

Su Yan withdrew from the palace gate and walked to the court, only to see dozens of palace envoys approaching slowly, surrounded by a red-pinned golden chariot painted with clouds and phoenix patterns. superior.

Feng Jia stopped at the bottom of the steps, and the palace servants helped a pregnant woman to get off the chariot carefully.

Su Yan thought of the concubine Wei who was pregnant with Liujia mentioned by the prince, and glanced curiously.I saw her wearing a bright red jacket embroidered with peony makeup and embroidered with gold twigs, with peach heart hairpin inserted obliquely on the golden silk bun, and the water-colored skirt swinging with every step, she is indeed a very delicate and rare beauty. My heart fluttered, and I couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Unexpectedly, he was spotted by the attendants and whispered a few words to Concubine Wei.

Concubine Wei stopped her lotus steps: "Who is so bold, tell him to come here."

Su Yan woke up in an instant, sighed secretly that the beauty was misleading, and had no choice but to go forward and salute: "Your Majesty, Su Yan kowtows to see your mother for a thousand years."

"Su, Yan." Concubine Wei bit these two words slowly, with deep meaning in her eyes, and suddenly smiled slightly: "So it was Su Shidu, the emperor mentioned your name and said that you are a talent, I saw you today, It really looks great."

"Beautiful" means... nothing but good looks?Call him a vase?

Su Yan pondered the stinging taste in Concubine Wei's words, and put on an educated look: "Your Majesty is over-reputed, there are many talents in the imperial court, and the lower officials are only a bit of a stinger, so I dare not rely on myself."

"It's like someone who knows something." Concubine Wei caressed Fenglong's abdomen, "It's okay to read a book on the table at the end of the firefly candle. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if you want to add brightness to the sun and the moon?"

Su Yan bowed his head: "Thank you for your instruction, Madam, I will enlighten you."

Concubine Wei raised her slender fingers in vain, and the palace servants were about to stretch out their hands for support, and stepped up the jade steps in front of the palace, leaving Su Yan aside.

Su Yankong stood in the courtyard for a while, then suddenly smiled, turned around and walked towards Duanben Palace.

As delicate flowers are always thorny, he expected Concubine Wei's disarming power.She didn't mention offending Feng Anhou in the imperial examination, but she warned me not to try to climb the dragon and become the phoenix. It seems that she put me in the prince's party.

In this way, it seems that there is a faint smell in the palace.The "Hanlin Fengyue" that appeared inexplicably in the East Palace before may have something to do with this smell.

Concubine Wei is sure that she has a son in her belly, or is she confident that she can monopolize the emperor's heart and influence the holy will?

In any case, the most dangerous struggle in the palace is to win the heir.Although Zhu Helin is the successor in the history books, who knows whether this is real history or a parallel world? What if the future changes because of his little butterfly flapping its wings... Take it lightly.

In the Economic and Economic Bureau, Su Yan walked through the corridor holding a stack of books required by the teaching bachelor.At the foot of the rockery, a few executives of Zhan Shifu gathered together and whispered, and the gossip floated to his ears through the transparent corridor, and it was hard not to hear it.

"Have you heard that something happened to the Imperial College..."

"Zhuo Jijiu is so courageous, how dare he do such illegal things! Forming a party for personal gain, accepting bribes, even his subordinates can't stand it, and come forward to impeach him."

"If you say that Zhuojijiu's rank is not high, but his background is noble, he was the first in the imperial examination list back then, and he is also a disciple of Mr. Li Ge. If Mr. Ge stepped forward to protect it, the big incident might be turned into a small one."

"I don't know whether the chief judge of this case is the Ministry of Criminal Justice or Dali Temple. The left and right censors of the Inspectorate are all from the same year as him. I think it is to avoid suspicion."

"But this servant of the Ministry of Punishment is also a disciple of Mr. Li Ge. Do you want the minister to interrogate him?"

"So, the presiding judge is still given to Dali Temple and Beizhen Fusi. I heard that they are locked in Jinyiwei's prison."

"Jin Yiwei? Zhuo Jijiu is going to be a pain in the ass."

A group of people shook their heads, using other people's sorrows, joys and misfortunes as a topic of conversation after dinner.One of the sharp-eyed ones, seeing a figure in the corridor, hurriedly winked at his companions, and each turned around to pretend to be passing by.

Su Yan walked over without squinting, pretending he didn't see it.

It's fine to listen to this kind of unlucky gossip, and it's definitely not good to get involved.Besides, what happened to the president of the National University has something to do with him, the central librarian?

As a result, Guan Guan slapped him in the face that night.

He even forgot that the original owner of this body had taken the imperial examination to become an official, so he naturally had mentors, classmates, and connections.

Moreover, these relationships were highly valued by the ancients. Treating a teacher as a father, betraying a teacher is treason and a serious violation of universal values.

Su Yan's enlightenment teacher is a well-known and well-educated person. When he was traveling in central Fujian ten years ago, he was invited by the magistrate of Su to enlighten his dog with a sincere and generous gift. His name was... Zhuo Qi, Zhuo Anxing.

Later, Zhuo Qi returned to Beijing and was promoted to an official position. Su Yan was selected as a scholar and became a famous teacher.But elementary school teachers are also teachers after all, and if you ignore them, you will be stabbed in the spine.That night, a few "elementary schoolmates" and the superintendent of the Imperial College came to the door, hoping that he, a rookie in the officialdom, could express his love and contribute to Zhuo Jijiu in front of the prince or the emperor.

"...I just suffered from the imperial staff, and the road is not easy." Su Yan hurriedly wiped his sick face with ginger juice before meeting the guests, and sighed feebly, "If I go to the emperor again If it's an eyesore, I'm afraid it will backfire and hurt the teacher."

"Why did Qinghe say that! We, the officials, should take it as our duty to remonstrate with the emperor and control the way of speech. The court stick is an honor, so why not be afraid!"

Big brother, you are the speaker and I am not, I am just a companion (to play) with!Su Yan complained silently.

"That's not true! When I learned that you received fifty sticks a while ago, everyone was envious. They all said that if you can't be beaten to death, you have a prestigious qualification. Everyone will praise you as 'you are straightforward' and 'clean and strong', It was the one who suffered the imperial rod in front of the Meridian Gate; if he was beaten to death, he would sacrifice his life for righteousness and leave his name in history."

Su Yan was dumbfounded, and cursed in his heart: You bastards who don't feel comfortable without being beaten!

"If it doesn't work, I should ask His Majesty or His Royal Highness for a favor and visit the prison. It's always a matter of course for students to visit their teachers."

"Extremely extreme, I went there during the daytime, and was kicked out by Jin Yiwei as soon as I entered the door, so I came to ask you for help."

"Brother Qinghe, your mentor is in trouble, you won't be alone and just ignore it?"

The hats were buckled one by one, and Su Yan suspected that if he said "no" again, there would be a bullet in the court tomorrow to impeach him for "disrespecting the teacher and degrading his virtue".

He had no choice but to reluctantly agree: "Tomorrow I will ask the East Palace for a favor and go to the prison to visit my mentor."

A group of classmates and supervisors left with satisfaction.

The next morning, when Su Yan mentioned the matter in the East Palace, Zhu Helin immediately agreed and gave him a waist card to enter and exit the imperial prison at will.

It's just that he doesn't have much impression and affection for the original owner's primary school teacher, so he really doesn't want to go into this muddy water, and his plan is to take a look, send some clothes and water, and promote the humanitarian spirit.

As a result, as soon as he got out of the imperial prison, he regretted it a bit.

It was gloomy and cramped, damp and cold, filled with a lingering bloody smell, and a tragic howling sound came from nowhere, like a resentful soul crying at night, lingering around him vaguely.

Su Yan couldn't help shivering.

The accompanying captain of Jinyiwei helped him carry the food box and a bag of clothes, and said with a habitual smile: "Master Su, this way please. The prisoner will be held in the innermost room and interrogated by Lord Qianhu himself. According to the rules, no one is allowed to visit before passing the court, but you are holding the brand of the prince, so there is no taboo."

Su Yan nodded and said nothing, not to put on airs, but just felt that the bloody smell of prison could be poured into his mouth with one mouthful.

He followed the lieutenant to the deep cell, turned around the stone wall and entered the cell door, a bloody figure in mid-air appeared in front of his eyes, which caught him off guard, and he stepped back a few steps.

His back hit a solid chest.The other party stood still, and he almost sprained his foot. After standing still, he subconsciously reached out to touch his painful shoulder.

The wrist was grabbed.

Surprised, Su Yan turned around, only to see a handsome and fierce Jin Yiwei standing behind him, staring at him with a half-smile.

This person looked familiar... Su Yan felt that the other person's gaze was like a knife, not a machete, but an unusually sharp and small scalpel. It looked like he was dissecting a corpse, tricky and vicious.

The two sides were so close that he could almost smell his breath. He wanted to withdraw vigilantly, but the other party firmly grasped his wrist with astonishing strength.

"Master Su, have you forgotten your humble position?"

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Su Yan remembered that he was almost kidnapped to "eat hangover soup" on the stone bridge of Clarification Street that night when he was drunk with the number one scholar Cui Jinping.

It turned out to be the Jinyi Qianhu who touched his face!

"My surname is Shen, Shen Qi. Master Su can call me Qilang."

He said "lowly" and "adult", but there was no respect in his tone, it was more like a joke with a needle hidden in the cotton.

I remember that Yigan Tiqi called him "Qianhu" that night. If he is a Qianhu, he is a fifth rank, and he is half a rank higher than himself, who is a horse from the fifth rank.Although the rank of a military officer is not as valuable as that of a civil officer, at least it is considered equal.What is the idea of ​​playing like this?

Su Yan laughed dryly: "Don't dare to act, dare not act, Master Qianhu should let go first, let's talk if we have something to say."

Shen Qi loosened her fingers one by one, looked at Su Yan's wrist, and said without sincerity: "I'm really sorry that my humble job has accidentally stained Lord Su's body."

Su Yan shuddered at the word "body" and hurriedly looked down at his wrist.

There was a dark red bloodstain on the wrist, which still exuded heat, it was stained from Shen Qi's hands.He couldn't help but look back at Zhuo Jijiu who was hanging on the torture rack—his chest and abdomen were bloody and bloody, every rib was faintly visible, and he didn't know if it was this person's blood...he felt nauseated at once.

"Oh, Mr. Su must have come to visit his teacher. As expected, there is a deep relationship between the teacher and the student. But don't blame the humble job for being too heavy-handed. I also follow orders."

Su Yan looked away from the unconscious "mentor", and was about to say a few casual words and leave quickly.

As soon as Shen Qi raised her blood-stained finger, the captain who led the way understood, immediately put down the food box and baggage, and left the cell.