The mad concubine of the group loves the world

Chapter 187 Secret Letter
"Why did the teacher say that?"

Xiao Fangji walked up to Duan Lin, the young man was less than five feet tall, standing in front of his thin body, he looked majestic:
"The teacher once said that a husband's ambition is to be strong when he is poor, and to be strong when he is old. When the teacher was young, he could be poor and strong, and his ambition was not to fall into the blue sky, but now he wants to change his heart in his old age?"

Duan Lin raised his head slightly, looking up at the child in front of him, his love for this student was beyond words.

Since the day when he became the prince and grand teacher, he has been thinking about having a wise king in Dazhou all the time, wishing to put everything he has learned in his life into the head of the prince.

But the crown prince is not good at his duties, but he doesn't understand the truth of rigidity and fragility.

This is his comfort for his teacher, but also his sorrow for the prince's teacher.

He thought that he could protect the crown prince to grow up safely and inherit the great power, and he could also comfort Fu Dongye's soul in heaven, but now he suddenly realized that he was old after all.

He can teach him the duty of being a courtier, but he can't keep the prince's blue sky.

Veteran, naturally you must have the consciousness of a veteran.

Duan Lin thought about it for a long time before he smiled twice with his loving eyebrows down:

"Everyone will grow old, and when they are old, they will be useless. The old minister will teach His Highness the last lesson today, and then he will ask His Majesty to choose another famous teacher for His Highness. In a few days, he will retire and return to his hometown."

"teacher!"

Xiao Fangji had just witnessed the tragic misfortune of his biological mother, now Duan Lin is the only one who treats him with sincerity, the teacher is that umbrella, that day.

But now when he heard that the teacher was leaving, it meant that the umbrella was gone and the sky was falling to him, so he suddenly panicked.

The calm and composure that he had struggled to maintain in front of others also began to crumble.

"Your Highness, don't worry, listen to the old minister."

Seeing his shriveled hands trembling in front of him, Xiao Fangji stabilized his body: "Teacher, get up and talk."

Duan Lin nodded, and the prince helped him up, and returned to the low table to sit upright:
"Your Highness, I have always taught you to be upright. This is the root and the bottom, and you will definitely keep it in your heart. But you are the future king, and you will be the king today. Do you know how to deal with it?"

"As a minister, you must be a loyal minister; as a king, you must naturally be a wise king."

Without thinking, Xiao Fangji opened his mouth to answer.

"it is good!"

Duan Lin's eyes were filled with relief, he coughed twice and continued to ask: "Then, Your Highness will first tell me, what is the way of being a king?"

For Xiao Fangji, this question couldn't be easier, and he responded with high spirits:
"Don't reward excessively for meritorious deeds, and punish excessively for crimes. Listen to flattery, and don't listen to flattery."

"Hmm~"

The perfect answer as always, but Duan Lin didn't get much praise. Although he nodded his head in affirmation, he showed a worried expression:
"Your Highness, please remember that the most difficult thing to do is not Mingjun, but Chujun. Because Mingjun has righteous ways to help, but Chujun wants to conspire against each other."

"Xiao Wang always remembers the teacher's instruction."

In fact, there is no need for Duan Lin's advice, Xiao Fangji was born in the imperial family early in enlightenment, and he has long been familiar with power disputes, and he is no stranger to it.

But he has a pure nature, and he has a teacher who reminds him from time to time, so he can get out of the mud without being stained in the turmoil of the filthy court.

"Okay, Your Highness, don't accompany the old man anymore, the polo match will start in half an hour, and you should get acquainted with other aristocratic princes too! Go!"

"is teacher!"

Watching Xiao Fangji's back walk out of the tent, Duan Lin finally took out a blood-stained secret letter from his sleeve.

The turbid old tears, like silkworms eating leaves, crawled out of the eye sockets little by little, and silently filled the corners of the eyes into a river.

He spread out the secret letter with trembling hands, every word on it pierced into his heart and lungs like thousands of poisoned cold arrows.

His student, Shanxi chief envoy, Cai Cha.

In the Chief Secretary of Shanxi, he suffered such inhuman treatment!

In order to force him to hand over the key evidence of the corruption case, those treacherous officials who cannibalize people let bandits hijack his family.In order to save his wife and children from being humiliated, Cai Cha bowed his bow and shot Fa's wife and children to death. After that, his hair turned white all night and he was sent to prison.

When Lu Yunli, Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, arrived in Shanxi, he had already been severely punished, and he looked like he was insane.

In the teapot on the stove, the hot steam from the tumbling tea kept rushing out from the spout, fumigated his tearful eyes, and made his eyeballs turn red.

"Char..."

Duan Lin fumbled for the secret letter tremblingly, his heart ached.

He still remembered the simple face of that sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy when he declined to keep him as an official in Beijing many years ago:
"Teacher, the student's ambition is not to be a bird in a cage in the capital, nor to seek the well-being of the people. The greatest wish is to benefit the people of one side."

When he left Beijing, his back was calm and firm.

A commoner, a dilapidated carriage, gone for many years.

I don't want to see you again, but things have changed!

Most of the paper of the secret letter was stained with blood, which shows how many lives Lu Yunli sacrificed to send this news to himself.

And it was also stained with Yan Wang Xiao Yanzhi's blood.

Duan Lin received the secret letter, raised his thin hand and wiped it on his face casually, and wrote a letter for Xiao Fangji with a long roar:
"Your Highness, if Duan Lin commits a heinous crime one day, he must not excuse the guilty minister."

After writing, he hid the letter in his sleeve and walked out of the tent, heading towards Lingze Lake Palace.

After all this time, the hundred or so pavilions around the polo field were almost filled with hundreds of officials and their relatives except for the main seat.

Because it was outside, and there were delicate and noble girls present, the Ministry of Rites not only arranged tents for changing clothes, but also arranged each family to sit in a pavilion.The positions are centered on the Holy Majesty and the Empress Dowager, and they are arranged gradually according to their official titles.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were quite a few noble families who relied on bravery and blood to fight for fame on horseback. Although after Xiao Jingyu ascended the throne, many families abandoned martial arts and went to literature, there were also families with a vacant title and no real power.

But as soon as I heard that the Empress Dowager's birthday was going to be a polo match against the envoys from the seven tribes of Danba, the children of the aristocratic family, including Wang and Xie, wanted to sign up to show off their majesty if they knew something about riding and shooting.

It's just that the stadium, which was still lively just now, fell silent because Yan Wang Xiao Yan killed the tiger with a knife.

Hunting and killing are prohibited on the queen mother's birthday. This is the repeated order of the patriarchs before they leave the house. Most of the nobles don't even bring their swords.

Unexpectedly, the younger brother of the Holy Majesty would do such a rebellious thing!
Who knows how the Queen Mother will lose her temper!

Everyone started guessing while they were bored.

"Didn't it be said a few days ago that King Yan is not strong enough? How can he still have the ability to chop tigers?" A tall and burly young man muttered in a low voice.

"Then who knows~" Pingnan Hou's son, Shen Meng, covered his mouth and smiled, "Maybe it's the concubine sister who made me so angry~"

Another trustworthy, long-faced young man was attracted over: "Hey, let me tell you, what's going on with the two of them? They've been fighting for a while?"

Hearing their discussion here, the young master who came from the direction of the tent suddenly became interested:
"I know, I know! Just now I saw that Princess Yan heard about King Yan, and she didn't even look at it. It seems that the rumors that the two have different dreams in the same bed are true!"

"I just saw that King Yan went to the Lingze Lake Palace, and my father followed him with a dark face. I guess something big will happen this time!"

"Ah~"

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Xiao Jingyu, who was waiting for the auspicious time in the Lingze Lake Palace, had a gloomy expression after receiving the news that Xiao Yanzhi killed the tiger.

Civil and military officials had been standing in front of the palace for a long time, besides that, there were Xiao Yanzhi and Xiao Yihan who couldn't stand up.

The general of the Shenshu Battalion, who was in charge of guarding the beasts, had just been dismissed and dispatched to guard the border, and was replaced by the left and right guards of the Shenji Battalion.

Although there was no disturbance in the Xiaolu paddock, the situation outside of this place had already turned the sky upside down.

Except for Xiao Yanzhi, the faces of the others were not very good-looking.

Looking at Xiao Yihan, who was pale and sweaty from pain, Xiao Jingyu raised his eyelids slightly, and said softly:
"Not bad~ You can live thanks to the sixth emperor's brother snatching food from his mouth."

　The Three Thousand Battalion is also known as the Shenshu Camp. Here, the Three Thousand Battalion in the previous chapter has been modified.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)