imperial psychologist

Chapter 268

At night, it started to rain.

First there were a few pea-sized raindrops, and then the whole world was quickly covered by pouring rain, and thunder was faintly heard from the distant sky.

This is summer rain.

The heavy rain emptied the entire city of Pingjing, and the lights of every house were turned on. Except for the watchmen in coir raincoats, there were few people walking on the street.

Bo Yi and Bai Shijun carried a big basket full of medicinal herbs on their backs, wore bamboo hats, and straw ponchos, and walked quickly towards home.

The top of the bamboo baskets was covered with two layers of oil paper, and three layers of dry straw were padded inside the oil paper. The outside was tied tightly with straw ropes to ensure that the baskets would not enter the water after walking in the rain for an hour - but after a long time It's hard to say.

Fortunately, when the rain started, they had already entered the city.

Not long after, the two finally reached the alley of their house. Bai Yi reached out to take out the keys in his pocket, and his steps became faster and faster, but before he reached the door of the house, he saw a familiar figure standing in the shadows.

"... Fourteen?" Bai Yi stopped, "Why are you here, Bai Ling is back?"

Bai Shijun's ears perked up, "Huh? Bo Ling is back?"

"No." Wei Shishi whispered, he gave Bai Yi a complicated look, and said softly, "Let's talk in the room."

From Wei Shishi's expression, Bai Yi read something bad.

He immediately stepped forward to open the door, but because of the darkness and impatience, the key could not be inserted into the lock several times. When he finally opened the door, he quickly took the big medicine basket from Bai Shijun's side, together with the one on his shoulder. Take it in.

Two large medicine baskets were placed on the floor of the hall of the house, and Bai Yi lit the lamp with fire.

Bai Shijun opened the medicine basket, only to see that some herbs on the top and sides seemed to have been soaked in water. He skillfully took a stack of grass paper, sandwiched the damp medicine between the two pieces of paper, and spread them on the dry floor. on the ground.

Bai Yi's mouth was actually a little dry at the moment, but he didn't bother to boil the water. He simply arranged the table and asked Wei Shishi to sit down and talk.At first, Bai Shijun was still fiddling with medicinal herbs, but when he heard that Bo Ling was involved in the harem witchcraft case, his movements froze there. When Lin Jieyu said that Bo Ling had an affair with the guards, Bai Yi's eyes almost burst into tears. Huo Guang, "Blood spurt!"

"Where is Bo Ling now?" Bo Shijun asked.

"...in the Punishment Department." Wei Shishi replied.

Bai Shijun only felt his eyes darken, and he suddenly felt a little unsteady in his squat. He quickly grabbed Bai Shijun's shoulders with his eyes, and helped him to his position to sit down.

"Emperor Bai, don't worry too much. Bai Ling's situation is different from other palace servants sent to the Department of Punishment. She is only temporarily detained there. No one will dare to touch her until the Holy Majesty interrogates her."

"That... that's also the Department of Punishment." Bai Shijun's voice was startled and pitiful, he was a little helpless for a moment, and almost immediately stood up from his chair, "I'm going to find the envoy of Qin Yuan—"

"Doctor Bai, wait a moment." Wei Shishi said softly. He took out a scrap of paper from his sleeve, pressed it lightly on the table, and pushed it in front of Bai Yi. "This is the paper that Bai Ling gave me last night." Yes, she asked me to pass this on to Bai Yi, so you two don't worry."

Bai Yi almost immediately peeled off the folded piece of paper with both hands, and after opening it, there was a string of symbols on it that looked like ghost-drawing symbols——Bo Yi knew that this must have been written in a very short time and a very critical situation. .

He tried several directions forward and backward, and finally understood what was written on this piece of paper——

Let the bullets fly

"Father, don't go to the envoy of Qin Yuan." Bai Yi frowned with some difficulty, "Bai Ling... let us wait."

……

A flash of lightning flashed by, and soon another thunder.

The son was slightly startled by the voice, but he still sat upright and listened carefully to the discussion between Master Sun, Master Zhang and his father, Prince Gong.His father, Prince Gong, obviously didn't like him interrupting the first time he came, so after being reprimanded several times with "Shut up! What do you know!", Shizi decided to keep silent for the time being.

During the night's discussion, a shockingly corrupt officialdom chain faintly appeared before his eyes. He listened to Zhang Shouzhong and Sun Beiji discussing the appointment of new rounds of imperial envoys to the Northland. No, but he carefully wrote down everyone's name and Sun and Zhang's evaluation of them.

"Last month, I said that the deployment of food, grass and troops in the northern border is definitely not the end." Talking about the excitement, Zhang Shouzhong stood up, "It's a pity that my Great Zhou worked hard during the Tianqi and Jianxi dynasties! It's a pity that my generals and leaders took advantage of the gold thief's infighting, collapse and even the final rebellion in the past 60 years to recover a large area of ​​lost land!"

Hearing that Zhang Shouzhong counted the "Jianxi" dynasty into "strive for governance", Sun Beiji couldn't help frowning.

This is true—he still remembers the first year of Jianxi, when Emperor Jianxi came to the throne, the young emperor who was sitting on the throne, full of heroic spirit, opened up his voice, selected talents and talents, and everyone lamented that the Great Zhou Dynasty will continue to prosper... ...However, in less than twenty years, the wise monarch of the past devoted all his energy to longevity and Xuanxiu, and became moody and self-willed.

Sun Beiji has been unable to understand this matter—what went wrong?
Zhang Shouzhong continued, "...When the gold thieves were torn apart in the past, we could still join forces and profit from it. Now that they have settled the civil strife, they will only rest for two or three years at most. There will be a big war in the northern border! But people from Zhou Can our soldiers still be as brave and good at fighting as they were 20 years ago? Can our court of the Zhou people still be as united as they were 20 years ago?"

Everyone present felt heartbroken.

The prince only felt a surge of blood in his heart, and the hands in his sleeves had already been tightly clenched into fists—he had heard Zhang Shouzhong tell countless times that in the early years of the previous dynasty, the late emperor was forced to send Princess Changle with ten thousand gold The story of going north to get married was ashamed by all civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty.

But the Zhou people were weak at that time, so they could only let others ravage them.Then, after decades of keeping a low profile, Zhou people trained troops day and night, selected and bred war horses, and countless skilled craftsmen and strong soldiers worked together to build impregnable fortifications on the border. The strength of the thief.

The borders of the Great Zhou Dynasty expanded to the north inch by inch in the late period of the apocalypse. During the Jianxi period, the gold thieves began to fight among themselves—in the 22nd year of Jianxi, they were directly split into eight tribes. Go north in one go.

At this point, all the lost ground that was eroded in the previous dynasties has been recovered.

However, only 13 years have passed since the days of peace, and the Arslan tribe, which has become stronger again, has begun to harass the people in the northern border.

This battle has been fought for ten years, and the more it is fought, the more powerless it becomes... Sometimes, the difference between the strength and weakness of a dynasty is just the flick of a finger in ten years.

"We don't have much time left." Sun Beiji whispered.

Zhang Shouzhong suddenly seemed to think of something, "By the way, late last night, there was a case of witchcraft in Chuxiu Palace. I wonder if the prince has heard about it?"

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