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"Xuan Song asked!"

Song Shengren received the emperor's oral order from the servant, calling him into the palace.He sold a gardenia flower that was blooming in front of his face to the servant, and learned that today the servant of the court Shanglang read a copy of him, saying that he was making money.Lang Shizhong was knocked unconscious by Xiao Lue on the spot, and now he is still lying on the court hall.

Song asked: "..."

The servant said calmly, saying that the emperor was not very angry when he saw it.

Song Wen had a good idea, asked the servant to wait for a while, turned around and entered the room, and when he came out, he straightened his clothes, which were obviously stuffed and messed up. The servant had a bad premonition, so he could only pretend not to lead people back to the palace.

When Song Wen came to the court hall, he saluted according to the rules, and there was still a servant Lang who had fainted beside him.It's not close to the Chang'an Yamen from the imperial palace, not to mention going back and forth would take half an hour.

After waiting for too long, the emperor was a little tired. Now he was leaning on the dragon chair, feeling exhausted, he waved his hand casually and said, "Free of ceremony. Song Aiqing, have you heard what happened in the court today?"

Presumably he told the servant that he wanted to make it clear with Song Wen in advance.

Song Wen nodded: "Go back to the emperor, I already know."

"Then Song Aiqing, do you have something to say about Lang Shizhong attending you?"

After asking this question, seeing Song Wen knelt down and pulled his hands into his arms, the emperor's facial muscles trembled, and the emperor frowned. When the memorial came, he seemed to sigh helplessly.

really.

Song Wen held up the memorial and said: "Return to the emperor, please resign! This Chang'an county magistrate has returned to the court twice in one leap. Since I took office, this is the third time I have stood here, and this is also the third time I have come here. I was ginsenged. I dare you, the only one left in the Song family is this one, Your Majesty!"

The voice was full of emotion, and at the end he uttered a long cry, knelt down and kowtowed, "I hope the emperor will help you!"

Those who don't know the situation can really make Song Wen feel a little sympathetic for this excellent performance of singing and writing, but only three times in one month, all the civil and military officials in the court have an indifferent face, which can be said to be very heartless.

"Song Wen." The emperor's posture was still casual, but his face was dignified and dignified, "I ask you, are you really going to resign?"

Xiao slightly lowered his eyes and didn't look at the emperor, his heart skipped a beat, he felt a chill, but his shoulders slumped a little, as if the dust had settled.

Song Wen knelt on the ground and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, I am afraid of death!"

"Okay, I'm so afraid of death!" The emperor suddenly slapped the table, and with a bang, he stared straight at Song Wen who was kneeling in the hall, his imperial prestige shook.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty looked at their noses and hearts, nodded their heads, and stood obediently in the queue.

"Song Wen built waterwheels, which greatly benefited agricultural irrigation. I will reward meritorious service and must not chill the hearts of meritorious ministers!" The emperor suddenly retreated and waved his hand easily.The servant understood, and according to the order he had received earlier, he turned around respectfully and took a sign over, held it up and called the emperor to win his eyes, and then, under the emperor's signal, walked a few steps to Song Wen's side, bowed slightly and handed the sign to Song Wen .

The emperor said: "I have given Song Wen, the county magistrate of Chang'an, a gold medal to avoid death. This gold medal allows Song Wen to be allowed to kill him no matter how big a crime he commits in the future. He must submit the case to the imperial court. With the gold medal, Song Wen can be imperial. Petition!"

The servant smiled and said, "Lord Song, quickly get the gold medal and thank you!"

What kind of gold medal is a gold medal that can't avoid death and can only complain to the emperor? !Song Wenxin couldn't stop complaining, but after all, it was considered a big fat piece of meat, what could he do if he got the benefits, he could only pretend to be happy, and thanked him for accepting it as if he had never seen the world before!

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's sage!" Song Wen bowed his head to thank him.

The emperor waved his hand and said: "Okay, let's go back if there is nothing to do. Xiao Lue faces down and waits outside the palace."

"Yes." Xiao slightly nodded and saluted.

The emperor left first, and Xiao Lue went out from the side door. Guided by the servants, he saw the emperor standing on the porch. He looked into the distance with a blank expression on his face. All he could see was the majestic palace walls, row upon row.

Xiao Lue withdrew his gaze and said politely, "Your Majesty."

The emperor looked back at him, pondered for a while, and said seriously: "Xiao Lue, don't forget what you promised."

The morning sun came out from the east and was setting behind Xiao Lue, illuminating his whole body, even his face was hidden in the shadows.He straightened up, half of his body was hidden in the shadow of the palace wall, he snorted and said: "Your Majesty, don't forget that you are the one who promised."

It was clear that his status should be humble, but his tone turned his status upside down. On the contrary, Xiao Lue was majestic, and he didn't even pay attention to the dignity of the ninety-five lords in front of him in this imperial city.

Suddenly, the sword is drawn!

The emperor's eyes fell heavily on Xiao Lue.After a long time, he sighed and said, "Forget it, you step back."

"I retire!"

Xiao Lue turned around and left, the corner of his mouth was still full of smiles as the sun turned away.

When the people disappeared without a trace, the emperor's eyes became more and more serious.The servant waited on the side, making no sound at all, quietly.After walking some distance on that day, the emperor ordered: "Shang Lang's servant is a thousand taels of silver, and he will be transferred to Zhaoye County in early June. He will not return to Beijing unless he is called."

"Yes!"

The servant took the order and went down to deliver the decree.

This Lang Shizhong is indeed a loyal minister, and an obedient loyal minister should be rewarded.But the loyal ministers who have been used have pierced the hearts of the emperor, and the emperor still needs to use the hearts of the loyal ministers. The loyal ministers should give up and give up.

And now Xiao Lue will walk to the gate of the palace, the sun is hot and it can't warm his body covered with frost.

Lang Shizhong is an unpopular Qingliu school, but he is not the kind who is full of shit in his head. Today, who made the school, who got the instruction, there were a few who were not winking at first, but later they were all very clear.

Xiao slightly sighed, only feeling a headache.He felt more and more like his father, and began to wonder why the former emperor chose the present emperor as emperor.It's just an oil recipe, a water truck, a prince's son, and an empty general. Is it really necessary to give up important officials to beat him?

"General Xiao..."

Song Wen, who was leaning against the gate of the palace and chatting with the guard, caught a glimpse of someone from afar, left the boring guard who hadn't talked to him with great interest, and went over happily to call for him.

The moment Xiao Lue heard his voice, his thoughts suddenly stopped, and his body was covered in frost and snow. When he walked in front of him, he was already in his usual appearance: "Master Song, you haven't left yet?"

Song Wen smiled, pointed to the top of his head and said: "The sun is too hot, and I am very thirsty. I happened to meet General Xiao. I don't know if General Xiao will appreciate it. I invite you to drink tea."

"Okay." Xiao slightly agreed.

The two walked back all the way, and Xiao Lue sent them directly to the long street outside the Chang'an County Government Office.Song Wenshu took his seat, called the stall owner to serve a pot of tea, and greeted warmly: "General Xiao, try this tea, it's as cool as when we first came back, it's just right for relieving heat."

Xiao Lue picked up the teacup and took a sip under Song Wen's smiling eyes.

Song Wen seemed to be a little happier. Gulu drank all the tea in the tea bowl in one gulp, with a very bold gesture, then wiped his mouth, and took out the "Gold Medal for Avoiding Death" that he had just won from his bosom, along the Pushing the table in front of Xiao Lue, he said: "I was imprisoned last time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to live in front of the emperor, I will exchange it with you!"

Xiao Lue wanted to tell him to keep both of them.

"Change!" Song Wen lowered his face.

Xiao Lue quickly accepted it.

Song Wen immediately became happy, his brows were beaming with joy, he glanced wildly at the nearby teahouse from the corner of his eye, seeing that no one was paying attention, and seeing Xiao Lueduan drinking tea upright, his heart fluttered, and he said: " Now that the token of love has been exchanged, has General Xiao thought about the marriage I asked earlier?"

Xiao Lue suddenly raised his eyes, looked at Song and asked: "..."

Song Wen was not in a hurry, he held the tea and put it in front of the corner of his mouth that couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he couldn't hide the smile on his brow, but he couldn't see it himself, he just kept his eyes open and stared at people.

Xiao Lue was tongue-tied for a while and defended, saying that the royal family would not allow him to marry.Although he is now a general and lives in the general's mansion, he is the only son of the prince, and the queen mother is under his control. The emperor can't afford to lose this man, and he will definitely not agree!

Song Wen put down his teacup and clicked his tongue: "Mr. Xiao Song, that sounds good too!"

But his ears were red, sitting in this open-air tea shop, he felt that the surrounding area was hotter than midsummer in June, but June hadn't come yet.