Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The aftermath of the Spring Festival was not over, and there was a lazy atmosphere in the official office of Dali Temple. The chief official, Guan Siqing, presided over the opening ceremony, and left after symbolically admonishing his subordinates.

When Zuo Shaoqing heard that Zhengyin came to greet Su Yan, his attitude was very enthusiastic, he inquired about the affairs of the palace overtly and secretly, and his phrasing skills were extremely good.

Su Yan already felt that he was at odds with the other party's aura, and even Shen Qi reminded him that this man is a hypocrite, so he was secretly vigilant, joking around with irrelevant words, while smiling, he seemed more enthusiastic than the other party.

Wen Zhengyin played tricks and got no useful information. He also knew that Su Yan was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he smirked and left.

Su Yan was in a bad mood after dealing with colleagues he didn't like, so he wanted to find someone he liked and wash his eyes.

He went to Beizhen Fusi.

As for the Four King Kongs, they have changed from following blatantly to protecting secretly.Because Su Yan said that the annual leave was over, and there was frequent movement between government offices. He was an ordinary fourth-rank Beijing official, and he was always followed by the imperial guards, which had a bad influence.

Out of sight is pure.Coupled with the several times of contact with Shen Qi, the emperor didn't respond much, Mr. Su unconsciously began to gain courage, always thinking of looking for opportunities to benefit from public affairs.

No, as soon as he entered Beizhen Fusi, he stopped sitting in the lobby and went straight to Shen Tongzhi's house.

As soon as his carriage arrived at the corner of the street, Shen Qi knew it. At this moment, the tea was brewed and the preserved fruits were arranged, waiting for him to come to the door.

Su Yan learned how to behave now, and he didn't dare to wear the cloak given by the emperor again. He only put on a newly made cyan-colored cloak. The cape buttons were made of small potted gourds that had been dried after the frost, which looked unique and complemented his complexion.

After entering the room, the brazier was burning warmly. He took off his cloak and hung it on the hanger, and said to Shen Qi behind the desk with a smile: "Master Shen, is he busy?"

Seeing him, Shen Qi felt itchy in her heart, hands, teeth, everywhere, and felt like a volcano that was constantly boiling and suppressing, and would erupt desperately one day.

"It's no busier than Mr. Su. I went around several places, and finally thought of Biya, so I took the time to come and see you."

These words are sour, especially better than small kumquats.Su Yan gnawed all the skins of the small kumquats in the fruit plate, and threw the meat and pits to Shen Qi.Shen Qi grabbed it, brought it to her mouth and licked it, chewing and swallowing the core and meat.

Su Yan blushed slightly, wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief, and said, "You are well informed, so you naturally know what I'm busy with these days, and I want to ask if there is any relevant information."

Shen Qi replied: "There is information, but it's not free, what can I get in exchange?"

"The Spring Festival expenses are high, and the salary is all spent, so I have no money for the time being." Su Yan asked in a negotiating tone, "Can I get credit first?"

Shen Qi looked at him with a ferocious expression, her gaze could penetrate several layers of winter clothes, making him shiver involuntarily. "Okay, let's put it on credit first, and I'll get it back with interest in the future." The spy chief said in a low voice.

Su Yan moved the stool under his butt back, and waited for him with a dry smile.

"All the palace servants of Kun Ning Palace were sent to the torture chamber of the Priest of Rituals, and were personally tortured by the admiral eunuch, but I heard that no behind-the-scenes instigator was found out." Shen Qi said.

Su Yan thought for a while, and said: "I don't believe it was a simple accident. I can only say that the people behind the scenes have done a good job and left no traces. These palace people are just being used and don't know the inside story."

Shen Qi nodded: "The admiral and the eunuch also reported in the same way. So the emperor ordered that all the people of Kunning Palace who left their duties on Yuan Xiaoye, including the two servants guarding the charcoal fire, were all executed with a cane."

Su Yan hissed and exhaled slowly, frowning unbearably, but didn't say anything.

"Is it too cruel for me to do this?" Emperor Jing Long asked.

Lan Xi bowed her waist deeply, "Your Highness naturally has his reasons for doing this. What's more, those people have violated palace rules and should be severely punished."

The emperor held the teacup in one hand and the lid of the cup in the other, and gently pushed the floating leaves, "You, after following me for so many years, you still only know how to flatter me, but don't know my intentions."

Lan Xi raised her head with a respectful expression, but there was some distress in her eyes: "Your servants know that this is all for the sake of the young master. The emperor's order to kill them with a stick is equivalent to condemning them with unforgivable crimes. Then the young master killed three of them." People, it can be regarded as a canonical punishment."

The emperor sighed: "Actually, I have never been a benevolent king. At this moment, I am just a father."

Lan Xidao: "The emperor has been in power for 15 years. He has been diligent in governing and loving the people, and has given preferential treatment to his ministers. This is recognized by all the people in the world. But the emperor is the emperor after all, and it is impossible to blindly embrace benevolence. Otherwise, how can he govern a great country and all people. The principles of the world are like this, as the so-called benevolence Don't lead soldiers, don't raise money with righteousness, don't be an official with kindness, don't stand up for love."

The emperor took a sip of green tea, "Since everyone in the world says that I treat my ministers preferentially, I should also treat those officials who criticize the East Palace preferentially. Lanxi, pass the decree that today the censors who are admonishing in the court will give each of them two silver coins." Two, a pair of court boots. You write four more characters, send it to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and write...'Gong Zhong Ti Guo'."

Lan Xi covered her mouth and smiled, promised: "Your maidservant has received the order, so I will do it now."

Just as he was about to resign, the emperor suddenly asked, "Where is the crown prince?"

"I'm still kneeling in the Taimiao, saying that I want to copy scriptures for the former queen." Lan Xi asked, "It's snowing, it's very cold in the Taimiao, should I ask the slaves to invite the young master back?"

The emperor said: "No, let him copy the scriptures, it's good to be quiet and careful. What else is there?"

Lan Xi hesitated a little, and answered truthfully: "Su Shaoqing went to the Taimiao to meet His Highness the Crown Prince. The two of them spent half an hour alone in the middle hall, and the guards of the Eastern Palace were guarding outside the hall. He is still wearing the great cloak bestowed by the emperor."

The emperor seemed to be choking, coughed hard, put down the teacup, showed a mixed expression of neither joy nor anger, shook his head and said: "This is Su Yan!"

"Give two taels of silver and a pair of court boots? The emperor is really generous!" Su Yan chuckled, "I don't know the expressions of those officials when they received the reward."

Shen Qi said: "Aside from thanking God, what else can I do."

The more Su Yan thought about it, the more he felt that the emperor's move was really damaging, and it could be said to be a bad taste. "In the eyes of the emperor, they are worth two taels of silver for their hard work. The court boots are powder-soled soap boots, which can be interpreted as praising them for their clear black and white, but because the boots are white on the bottom and black on the top, it can also be explained. The interpretation is to reverse black and white. As for the words 'public loyalty to the country', it is even more intriguing."

This operation is another kind of coquettishness... Su Yan couldn't help but slapped his thigh and laughed.

Seeing him laughing heartily because of another man, Shen Qi's eyes flickered like the sharp edge of a blade, and she didn't show any displeasure on her face.

After Su Yan finished laughing, he remembered the business, and said, "There are two more things, I need to ask Mr. Shen to help—"

He got up and walked to the desk, put his hands on the table, leaned forward, leaned close to Shen Qi's ear, and explained a few words in detail.

After listening to it calmly, Shen Qi said: "You can help, but you can't help in vain. Do you want Master Su to continue to use credit?"

Su Yan nodded and looked at him flatteringly.

Asking for something, it was also because of another man - Shen Qi was so annoyed that she suddenly grabbed his collar and opened her mouth to grab his Adam's apple.

"Pay some interest first."

Su Yan knew that Shen Tongzhi belonged to a dog and loved to bite people, so he preemptively lowered his head and bit his finger on the collar, and replied, "There is no interest. Here is the IOU. I will stamp it for you."

He drew back, took the cloak on the hanger and put it on again, and said with a smile, "Lord Shen, I'm taking my leave", and left without waiting for a response.

Shen Qi looked down at the water stains and faint teeth marks on her fingers, followed the traces, and bit a deeper one to cover them, immediately the skin was broken and blood flowed.

Looking at this IOU stamp that can be kept for a longer time, he hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and licked away the remaining blood.

After receiving the shabby reward, some censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to understand the emperor's intention for a while.But no matter how shabby it is, it is a blessing from God, and everyone kowtows to thank them.Jia Yushi took the lead in pondering the taste, and stroked his palm and said: "Your Majesty always dotes on the prince. The last time I went to Shujiao to attend the East Palace, I was reprimanded. This time, your Majesty not only did not reprimand us, but also gave us property, which shows that What?"

"What?" asked the others.

"It means that His Majesty is not happy to return home, but you still have to take into account the face and reputation of the royal family, and you have to appease the officials. I believe that as long as we stick to our duties and dare to criticize and remonstrate, Your Majesty will accept our advice." Jia Yushi said impassionedly. Said.

"It makes sense, so we must not shrink back, and the servants will follow, and we will die!" All the censors cheered.

After the small group dispersed, Jia Gongji just frowned, holding a pair of soap boots bestowed by the emperor, annoyed: Your Majesty, this is an insinuation!However, even if you really offend His Majesty, I will not miss a single word that should be said and impeached.This is the true character of the speaker.

At this moment, a clerk came and delivered the Today's Mansion Newspaper.

Jia Gongji had to read every issue of the Mansion Newsletter carefully word by word, after all, it was an extremely important source of court information.He flipped through a few pages, and suddenly came across a sacrificial article, which was signed by the prince, and it was sacrificed to Empress Xianxiao Huici.

Jia Yushi didn't expect anything from Donggong's knowledge and literary talent, who would have expected that after seeing it at a glance, he would never be able to pull it out again.He finished reading in one go, hesitated for a while, opened his mouth, and turned into a squib for the first time.

The Di Bao was copied to every yamen in the capital, and soon spread from the yamen to the gentry and students. Many people were moved to tears after reading it. , Gradually spread from Shilin to the market.

"Have you read the "Worship of the First Concubine"? No? Go read it all, it's so well written!"

"Although my family is illiterate, I asked a ghostwriter on the street to read it, but my family understood every sentence. Not only did I understand, but I even cried..."

"It's not easy. I lost my mother not long after I was born. I miss her day and night and can't see her. I can only put my love on the palace and the relics. Who would have thought that she would be burned to the ground and have nowhere to place her thoughts."

"No wonder the palace people were killed in a fit of anger. It turned out that they were negligent in their duties, which caused the fire in Kunning Palace. I am a warehouse guard, and I am still on duty during the Lantern Festival, but they dare to sneak away to look at the lanterns. It is really abominable."

"What drunk sex, killing hundreds of people, corpses all over the ground... It turned out to be all rumors. I killed three in total, and I made a big mistake."

"You didn't read the official notice saying that those palace servants who left their posts without permission, violated the palace rules, and disrespected the former empress were all sentenced to death. It can be seen that the one who killed the young master was the one who deserved to die."

"Sir, do you still have a copy of "The Essay on the Concubine's Concubine"? Please borrow a student to make a copy."

"The kindness of the Empress Xuxian has twists and turns, ups and downs; she shows the heart of the son of man, and the cuckoo cries blood, which makes people cry. Good taste, good taste, what is called from the heart, not asking for work but self-work! You all work hard In class today, I will recite His Royal Highness's "Worship of the First Concubine", copy it three times every student, and hand it in when I come to the school tomorrow."

As if overnight, this sacrificial article in the mansion newspaper sprung up like mushrooms after rain, spreading all over the city.Many people rushed to copy, and the supply of paper in the bookstore was in short supply, which almost reproduced the scene of expensive paper in Luoyang in the Jin Dynasty.There are also many copyists on the street, who only charge extremely meager remuneration to copy the text for others, or even free of charge.

These scribes, as well as some gossipers in teahouses, taverns, and inns, appeared in various parts of the city after sunrise, and after sunset... put on the Tsing Yi hat of Jin Yiwei Fanzi, and returned to Beizhen Fusi.

The mansions of the Marquis of Xian'an and the Marquis of Feng'an naturally also received this mansion newspaper. I heard that there has been a big reversal in public opinion towards the prince between Shilin and the market, and it took a lot of time and manpower to pave the way ahead , Material resources to build momentum, all made a bamboo basket to fetch water, Wei Yan and Mrs. Qin were so angry that they almost vomited blood.

As for Wei Jun, who was like a wind candle, when he learned that Su Yan was demoted and released, he returned to Beijing and was reinstated.This time, the family members kept it a secret, not daring to let him know.

Mrs. Qin came up with a plan: make up for the dead.Hurry up and send people to the newspaper-copying rooms of Titang officials in various places, and in the second copying, some of the words and sentences in the sacrificial texts were changed into outrageous words. go around.

Wei Yan took it for granted, and immediately sent someone to the newspaper copying room.

Unexpectedly, there are Jinyiwei guards at the entrances of the newspaper copying rooms everywhere, and their people can't get in, so they have to return in despair.

What made them even more annoyed was that this matter was not over yet, and the other party had another move after one move.

Yanfu Temple, the largest temple in the capital city, exhibited three rare blood sutras during the ceremony on the [-]th day of the first lunar month when thousands of people flocked to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Two of the blood scriptures came from eminent monks who had already sat down, and the old ink stains had turned ocher red.

The ink of the third blood scripture is bright red, mixed with a little golden light, and it is all written in Sanskrit, so it looks like a Buddha-nature aura.

Devout believers and troublemakers couldn't help asking, where did the blood scripture of the third Buddhist scriptures come from? Could you please go back and enshrine it?But the monks in the temple declined, saying that the blood sutra came from a nobleman, and it was specially enshrined in front of the Buddha to pray for the deceased mother, and it was not written by the master.

Who is the owner of this blood scripture has become a mystery.

Not long after, news leaked out from nowhere, saying that the blood scriptures came from the hands of His Royal Highness the current Crown Prince.

The Kunning Palace was on fire, and the prince invited himself to the Taimiao to apologize to the former empress. He wore vegetarian clothes and kept pricking blood and copying scriptures day and night.

Filial piety comes first, and filial piety can be said to be the most basic moral code in the feudal era.Not only Confucianism advocates "filial piety and brotherhood are the foundation of benevolence", but the common people also simply believe that those who are filial to each other in everything can never be a bad person.

For a time, the name of the prince's filial piety was spread throughout the capital, and everyone praised it, just like Su Qinghe who "beat the drums at the imperial gate to punish the evil and eliminate the evil."

This time, not only Wei Yan and Mrs. Qin almost vomited blood, but even Concubine Wei Gui, who was in the deep palace, was mad with anger. Her hard work and layout came to naught, and she had nowhere to complain, so she had to severely punish the palace people to vent her anger.

After barely calming down, she asked her confidant maid to send a letter to her mother, saying that the previous plan had not been completed, and she wanted to see Mr. He and ask him to give advice.

When Mrs. Qin went to find Mr. He, he was copying something at the stone table in the courtyard.Mrs. Qin poked her head over and saw that it was not the damn sacrificial oration, and beside it was a Sanskrit blood sutra that came from nowhere.

Mrs. Qin asked angrily, "Why is the layman copying this article?"

While writing, Mr. Crane said, "What I copied was not the sacrificial text, but the enemy's situation."

"……How to say?"

"This person is good at manipulating public opinion. He is a rare master of attacking the heart." Mr. He put down his pen and ink, and put his hands together against the blood scripture.