Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 415

The Tang Dynasty that Li Qinzai likes is the promotion of peace through singing and dancing, and the conquest of the world.

The emperors in the court are sages and ministers, and the common people are simple. They hold their heads high in front of foreign barbarians, and they are neither humble nor overbearing in front of officials.

Soldiers were guarding the land at the border gates, civil servants were arguing in the golden hall, the king looked at the foreign envoys in the hall, and his eyes were full of calculations through the twelve jade rings of the golden crown.

These are the images of Tang Dynasty that Li Qinzai likes. Since the time travel, these images have surfaced in Li Qinzai's mind more than once in his dreams.

Every frame is bathed in sunlight, bright and dazzling, open and frank.

But this case of annoyance is like dog pee moss growing in a dark corner, ugly and full of musty smell.

This damn case should be over.

"It's inconvenient for me to be locked up in prison. Later, you can advise His Majesty on my behalf. It's best to end the case so far. Don't get involved any more. If this continues, the hearts of the government and the wild will be turbulent, which is not good for the community."

"Loyalty and traitor in this world don't have to be distinguished with a knife and an axe."

Song Sen said awe-inspiringly: "Yes, I will definitely pass on Li Xianbo's words to His Majesty verbatim."

Li Qinzai paused, and then said: "The most important thing is... tell Your Majesty not to forget me, his most loyal minister is still in the prison in Dali Temple, and when the limelight of the victory-weariness case passes, remember to release me .”

Song Sen responded one by one.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, Li Qinzai passed his arm through the iron fence of the cell, and grabbed his sleeve: "Don't rush away, the big-ass official seems to be busy with everything, sit down and accompany me."

Song Sen could only sit down with a wry smile.

"Is Li Xianbo still used to everything in Dali Temple? Doesn't it feel lonely when no one talks with you?"

Li Qinzai sighed: "It is indeed a bit lonely, especially the mouth, it is even more lonely."

"Would you like to arrange for your acquaintances and friends to visit you and have a chat with you?"

"It's not necessary. In fact, the guards in the prison can also talk with me, but the guards are a bit boring, and it's not very pleasant to chat with them."

Song Sen asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

"In the morning I told the jailer about my three meals a day in prison. I asked for meals to be brought from restaurants in Chang'an City, and they promised well. They also asked me very politely if I wanted a woman, and they could also arrange... ..."

Song Sen became more and more curious: "Do you want a woman?"

Li Qinzai sighed, and said: "I told the jailer that if I have to arrange a woman for me, I should arrange a woman in a jailer uniform, wearing leather clothes and pants, and holding a whip in his hand. The specific plot is to pretend that I have a Anesthetics, she went into the cell to investigate the case, but I put her down, and then I did whatever I wanted to her..."

Song Sen's eyes were straight: "This, what kind of game is this?"

"Everyone is in prison. Of course, the game should be played according to the situation. It's exciting..." Li Qinzai sighed quietly: "It's a pity that the jailer didn't dare to agree. Maybe he thought it was too exciting, and if it spread, something would happen."

Song Sen nodded solemnly: "That's right, something will happen....Uncle Li, you really know how to play."

"My mother-in-law and son should know the news about my imprisonment. With my mother-in-law's temperament, she will definitely come to Chang'an. After you go out, tell my family, Liu Asi, to send someone to pick up my mother-in-law and son back to Chang'an. .”

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After all, the story of Li Qinzai's attack on Zongzheng Temple spread, and the courtiers in Chang'an were shocked when they heard the news. Then, as Li Qinzai expected, an overwhelming number of impeachment memorials flew into the Taiji Palace.

Right or wrong is no longer important, just talking about the behavior of attacking Zongzheng Temple is heinous, and the impact is very bad.

Fortunately, Li Qinzai asked himself to be imprisoned in Dali Temple. The courtiers were furious, but they still let out a little breath, and he took the initiative to go to jail.

Imprisonment is not enough, such a heinous behavior must be severely punished.

The impeachment memorials of the courtiers still did not let Li Qinzai go, and they still flew into the palace like snowflakes.

Until I heard that the emperor punished Li Yifu again, not only dismissed his position as Zhongshu Shilang, but also reduced his food town by one hundred households.

The courtiers couldn't understand more and more, the victim was Li Yifu, why should he be punished?

This is how the public opinion has been heated up step by step. People who don't know the truth are booing, but those who know the truth are silent, and there are many sentient beings in the court.

After Li Qinzai heard about the grand occasion in the court these two days, he was extremely grateful for his decision to ask for imprisonment.

Fortunately, I was in jail, otherwise it would be hard to say whether I would be smashed with rotten eggs while walking on the road.

Outside Dali Temple, after hearing that Li Qinzai was imprisoned in Dali Temple, what Jin Xiang had been worrying about was finally realized, and he became very anxious.

First, send someone to report to Cui Jie in Ganjingzhuang, and then Jinxiang went out of the city to find Niu Fangzhi, and asked this great Confucian to help rescue Li Qinzai.

After getting Niu Fangzhi's promise, Jin Xiang returned to the city in a carriage, but she was still in a state of anxiety.

With her father not by her side, she didn't even have anyone to advise her. She grew up in fine clothes and fine clothes, and Jin Xiang had experienced too little in terms of big wind and waves.

Because she was too well protected by her father since she was a child, and the strong winds and waves would not affect her, so now that she encountered a major event, she didn't know what to do.

After entering Chang'an City, Jin Xiang hesitated for a long time, and suddenly kicked his little foot in the carriage.

The matter has come to this point, saving people is the most important thing, some trivial etiquette and rules are no longer taken care of.

So Jinxiang, who had just entered the city, immediately asked the driver to transfer to the British government.

In the backyard of the British Duke's mansion, Li Ji was digging the soil with a hoe, but Butler Wu rushed to report that the Lord of Jinxiang County begged to see Yinggong.

Li Ji held the hoe in a daze for a while, and couldn't figure out why the old man Jinxiang, who had never had any contact with him, would ask to see him.

After all, he is a member of the royal family, Li Ji suppressed his confusion, and after tidying up his clothes, he came to the front hall in person.

In the yard outside the front hall, Jin Xiang was pacing back and forth under a ginkgo tree, his pretty face full of anxiety and bewilderment.

Seeing Li Ji coming out, Jin Xiang hastily put his hands on his forehead and bowed gracefully.

"Junior Li Rui, pay my respects to Duke Ying."

Li Ji hastily replied: "Uh, the old minister has seen the Lord Jinxiang..."

Jin Xiang subconsciously dodged to the side, avoiding Li Ji's salute.

However, this hideout did not conform to the court rules. It stands to reason that although Li Ji is the Duke of the state, he should take the initiative to salute in front of the royal family. At the same time, Jinxiang should also accept Li Ji's salute calmly, and then talk about seniority.

Li Ji was extremely surprised by Jinxiang's hiding.

And Jin Xiang also reacted, and realized that he was rude, so his pretty face blushed, and he saluted Li Ji again, but Li Ji didn't dare to take it too seriously, so he saluted again.

The old and the young kept saluting in the yard, as if they were overdoing someone, the traditional virtues of the Chinese state of etiquette were tightly grasped by the old and the young.

"County Lord, it's okay, this old minister can't bear it, we don't need to be too polite, and please talk in the hall." Li Ji rubbed his waist with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)