The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 114 Intertwined Context

The night was dark, and the sound of clappers in the middle of the night was heard in the distance of the long street. In the distance, there were war horses rushing to the imperial city, and then passed through the palace road all the way and entered the brightly lit inner courtyard of the imperial palace.

The bronze crane lamp post is burning, and the dragon couch with floating gauze curtains, there are snoring sounds one after another.

Amidst the hazy curtains, the sleeping Huang Wang murmured softly in his sleep. How could he fall into a deep sleep easily after many years of gold and iron horses. There were vague footsteps outside the hall, and the closed eyelids moved, slowly opened and sat up, waking up. The wife Cao on the side.

"Husband, are you having a nightmare?"

"It's nothing, there are people outside." Huang Chao respected the old wife, patted her hand lightly, uncovered the quilt, put down his feet gently, sat on the edge of the bed, put on his shoes, put on only an unlined garment, and walked away At the gate of the palace, footsteps outside were approaching, and the visitor whispered: "Report to King Huang, something happened outside."

"The wimpy emperor led his troops to fight back?"

With a joking tone, Huang Chao asked the little eunuch to open the door of the palace, and the bowed figure outside was his army's guards, under Shangrang's jurisdiction.

Naturally, she was relieved, stepped over the threshold, and whispered to the guard: "Tell me, what happened?"

The guard knew that the situation was a bit serious, so he didn't dare to waste any extra nonsense, so he hurriedly reported the news sent by Deng Tianwang, who was on duty at night in the city, without missing a word.

The old man, who was still a little sleepy, said "Huh?" ! ' With a sound, in an instant, the voice was raised: "Dead? Who killed it?!"

"The man has been caught, but General Deng said that the man's name is Geng Qing, an official of the Ministry of Punishment. He killed the man for King Huang. He has surrendered himself now and is waiting for King Huang to punish him."

"What's wrong? Kill him! Kill all his accomplices!"

Huang Chao waved his hand roughly, the single clothes he was wearing slipped off, he quickly grabbed it and wrapped it up again, before he took down Chang'an, someone killed a hero in his own name, wouldn't this push him to the fire?What would other brothers who followed him think?
Kill, must kill!And kill them in front of the generals!

At this time, the old man was completely out of sleep, and his face showed a rare expression of anger. However, he walked two steps with his hands behind his back, and suddenly said: "Slow down!"

He called back the guards who were about to go down the stone steps of the dormitory, Huang Chao looked at the hazy moonlight turning to the west, and the cold silvery white shone on his face, his eyes narrowed.

"How did that person say to kill Zhuang Guoshi for me?"

"This." Jin Wei hesitated, "General Deng didn't tell the humble officer the details."

Huang Chao pondered for a moment, "You summon General Deng and tell him to bring this person to the Tai Chi Hall this morning! I will personally interrogate him in front of everyone!"

"Yes!"

Seeing the figure running down the stone steps and going away, the old man walked to the stone guardrail with his hands behind his back, without any sleepiness on his face.

Hehe, this guy was one step ahead of me.
interesting.
After years of wars and the management of the Salt Gang, what the old man at the top should really do is to kill the young man who did this for him first, and bury the matter underground forever. It is to bring people up for interrogation.

No one knows what he thinks.

In the distance of the night, the imperial city opened again, war horses galloped through the streets, and somewhere in the dark city, burning candles surrounded a lively atmosphere in a mansion.

The wine glass slammed down on the table, and Zhu Wen, who was a little drunk, was laughing, and the maid who came over was still pouring the wine. He looked at a scholar sitting opposite him, and toasted the full wine glass.

"Mr. Xie Lang didn't vote for Huang Wang, but came to vote for me. It's really unexpected. Now, I'm full of doubts."

"This is the eye."

The scholar named Xie Tong got up halfway, touched Zhu Wen, his face was flushed, and after he drank it all, he raised his sleeves and cupped his hands: "That day General Zhu entered the city with King Huang, and I saw the general's demeanor from a distance. Convincing."

The scholar's words were mostly compliments, and Zhu Wen, who was born as a thief, didn't listen to all of them, but the smile on his face never broke, and he waved his hands again and again:
"Haha, it's overrated, eat and drink."

"Never exaggerated."

Xie Tong shook his head, put the wine glass to his mouth and hesitated for a moment, he had a difficult imperial examination, and seeing the Huangwang army who entered the city, most of them were from mud-legged backgrounds, I don’t know how envious he was, it’s a pity that Han’s hard work was buried here, think about it After a few days, he gave up his reputation as a scholar and came to Zhu Wen's door.

At this point, there is no way out.

Xie Tong hesitated for a moment, then drank the wine in one gulp, feeling drunk, and talked about the failure of the imperial examination.

"The officials in the Tang court are corrupt, the family and the country are in chaos, they don't recruit talents, and instead send people who are rich with money to high positions. I also see through it. Alas, there are talented people everywhere, but they can only linger on their last days and live a useless life. , my good friend Qin Huaimian, who is strong in martial arts, well-read classics, has all kinds of strategies in his mind, but in the end he can only be disheartened; a few days ago, he made a new friend, named Geng Qing, who is proficient in writing and ink, but his mind is extremely dexterous. From a farmer with no money, he came all the way to Chang'an to gain a foothold, which is amazing."

Xie Tong pinched the wine glass, her eyes were red, she couldn't listen to these words.

".Thinking about such talents, it is a pity to abandon them for use. Looking at the world, how many such talents are still available to the country? If Tang Ting is not dead, who will die?!"

Over there, Zhu Wen put the dishes into his mouth chopstick by chopstick. He stared at the drunken scholar talking nonsense without blinking. It's bright.

He put down his chopsticks and nodded in agreement:

"It's really a pity that such a great talent is lost to the wild. It happens that the position under my command is vacant. Why don't Mr. Xie recommend the two you mentioned, how about it?"

"Haha, why not!"

Xie Tong pressed his elbow on the table, and his upper body leaned forward, "My brother Qin is rigid, but his martial arts is high, but he is hard to talk about. In addition, Geng Jichang is scheming and flexible, but his character is not good. It’s not easy to recruit.”

"Oh? Why is your character bad?" Zhu Wen frowned.

The scholar's eyes were drunk, he looked around, there was no one else except the maid serving the wine, he said with a smile: "He likes married women, when we get together, he and his sister-in-law often flirt with each other."

Hearing this, Zhu Wen's brows on the opposite side stretched, grinning in his thick beard, and waved his hands hurriedly.

"Lang Jun is overthinking, this character is harmless, hehe"

The night was dark and the banquet was over. Zhu Wen asked someone to take the drunken scholar to the side room to rest. He stroked his chin and walked among the flower beds leading to the backyard.

"My way is not alone, it is a talent."

In Yong'an Square, the people in the courtyard have fallen asleep, dreaming and snoring are heard in the courtyard, in the dark night, Qiao Niang, who can't sleep peacefully, puts on her single clothes and comes out, glances at the courtyard door which is quiet, and then returns to the house to light the oil lamp , holding his small chin with both hands, looking at the big lights, pouted and waiting for the husband to come back.

Before she knew it, she pecked her head bit by bit, and a rooster crowed loudly. She opened her eyes, and the outside was dimly glowing with the green color before dawn.

The little girl blew out the lights, opened the window, looked out at the street for a while, put her hands together before her lips, and closed her eyes.

"Father and mother, you must bless your husband to come back safely."

Soon, the sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds, pushing the dark silhouette away to the horizon. The person in the intertwined words and thoughts was sitting in a musty cell.

The golden morning sun came in from the small window above, and Geng Qing leaned against the wall and yawned lazily, then saw Tang Baoer sitting in the prison opposite, staring at herself with red eyes.

　I can only go here today, some places don’t want to be unobstructed
　　
　
(End of this chapter)