After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 16
Chen Lianghan bowed his hands respectfully to the man in the black cloak.

"The lower official didn't know that the son came late at night, and he was far away from welcoming him, and hoped that the son would forgive his sins."

The one wearing a black cloak is none other than the eldest son of the Duke of Zhen's mansion, Jing Huarong.

Originally, Chen Lianghan was an official of the fourth rank, so he didn't need to be so respectful to a prince.

But Naihe Zhen Guogong's family has a great career, and the power above the court is even greater.

Now the Duke of Zhen treats Jing Huarong very dearly, anyone who offends Jing Huarong will have trouble with the Duke of Zhen's mansion.

So when everyone saw Jing Huarong, it was like seeing Jing Xiang, Duke of Zhen Guo, and they didn't dare to provoke him easily.

Jing Huarong ignored Chen Lianghan's trembling, and stated his purpose for this trip.

"My son heard that Jiang Zhao is with you?"

Chen Lianghan didn't know why Jing Huarong came to the capital in the middle of the night just to ask about Jiang Zhao's situation.

But he still replied truthfully: "Yes, Jiang Zhao despised the official and even humiliated the official's wife and mother, so the official put him in two prisons."

While talking, Chen Lianghan observed Jing Huarong's face again and again.

He was worried that Jiang Zhao and Jing Huarong knew each other well.

If this is the case, then his official position is over. Jing Huarong can move his fingers casually, and he can't eat and walk around.

"Then how do you plan to deal with Jiang Zhao?" Jing Huarong sat on the main seat and asked casually.

Jing Huarong's carelessness made Chen Lianghan break out in a cold sweat.

"I don't know what the prince wants the next official to do?" Chen Lianghan asked cautiously after wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Jing Huarong changed his position to a more comfortable position, and then said with a half-smile.

"As a Juren, Jiang Zhao disrespected His Majesty and wantonly abused the officials of the dynasty."

"I think Mr. Chen, as the Governor of Kyoto, should know the laws of the Tianyu Dynasty better than this son."

After all, he gave Chen Lianghan a look that you understand.

How could Chen Lianghan, who had been in the officialdom for many years, not understand?

"Then... I sentenced him to thirty sticks?" Chen Lianghan asked Jing Huarong.

But seeing Jing Huarong's expression seemed dissatisfied, he had no choice but to say: "Then Jiang Zhao is a juror, and he has a reputation, and it's not better to be lowered than to be punished."

Jing Huarong sneered, and said, "Master Chen is old and doesn't know much about the laws of the Heavenly Territory. It seems that this position should be replaced by someone else."

After all, he patted the handle of the chair.

Chen Lianghan's cold sweat was startled, and he said quickly: "As a scholar, Jiang Zhao disrespected His Majesty. According to the laws of Tianyu, he should be exiled for three thousand miles."

For his own position, he had no choice but to punish Jiang Zhao severely.

Anyway, it was Jiang Zhao who spoke rudely and insulted his wife and mother first.

Hearing his answer, Jing Huarong nodded in satisfaction: "Master Chen is worthy of being Lord Fu Yin, fair and just, this son believes in Lord Chen."

After finishing speaking, he took the servant beside him and left in satisfaction.

Chen Lianghan looked at Jing Huarong's leaving back, sighed deeply, and planned to go back now and take a good rest, and wait until tomorrow to deal with these bad things.

in prison.

Jiang Zhao said to Wei Xiang apologetically, "Zhongqing, I'm really sorry, you were imprisoned in this prison as well."

"What did the young master say? I am useless and failed to protect the young master." Wei Xiang just shook his head slightly, not blaming Jiang Zhao, but blaming himself for not protecting Jiang Zhao well.

Since he is a slave, no matter where Jiang Zhao is or what he does, he will follow him.

Jiang Zhao closed his eyes, too many things happened today.

In the morning, I wrote an article to encourage learning in the Gongyuan, in the afternoon I wrote a poem of pity for farmers in Jingshui Tower, and now I wrote a poem about Qin Ji in Kyoto Prefecture, and was thrown into prison.

However, the three articles and poems have accumulated a lot of talent for her.

Now these talents are sealed in her body.

Originally in the Gongyuan, she could enter the rank, achieve the tenth rank of talent, and cultivate the state of Qi.

But there were too many people in the tribute courtyard at that time, and Jiang Zhao suppressed them, so he didn't let himself enter the product on the spot.

Now, Jiang Zhao no longer suppresses it, and releases all the talents in his body.

Waves of white air overflowed from Jiang Zhao's body.

Originally, this would not have happened if it was just an entry, but Nao and Jiang Zhao have too many talents, and entry does not require so much talent.

The talent in Jiang Zhao's body is gathering.

In the next second, Jiang Zhao's originally closed eyes opened, with a hint of disbelief in them.

She has been studying for many years, but she has not yet entered the class. Now she only wrote an article and two poems, and she has entered the class.

Ten grades of talent, nourishing Qi environment.

Jiang Zhao looked at her hands, and there was a trace of talent on them, so she really believed that she was good.

There is still a lot of talent in her body, which can make her rush to the eighth grade of talent in one go.

But Jiang Zhao didn't do this, but continued to seal up the remaining talents in his body.

The most important thing for her now is to stabilize her realm.

But just as she was sealing up her talent, a phantom of a palace flashed again between her brows, sucking up all the excess talent in her body.

Jiang Zhao froze for a moment. When he was in the Gongyuan before, the phantom of this palace also appeared.

But at that time, the army was in turmoil, so Jiang Zhao put it on hold, but he didn't expect it to appear again now.

He also sucked out all the excess talent in her body, which made Jiang Zhao think of the old man in the ring.

But after the phantom of the palace drained all the talent in her body, there was no movement at all.

Jiang Zhao originally wanted to investigate, but Wei Xiang, who was at the side, noticed that Jiang Zhao was talented, and hurriedly congratulated him: "Congratulations, young master, you are talented."

Jiang Zhao replied with a smile: "It's just worthy of entry."

"The young master has already entered the rank at this age, and he is already a great talent." Wei Xiang said.

Some people may have read books for a lifetime, but they have not entered the product.

In the Tianyu Dynasty, he entered the rank at the age of 16, which is indeed a great talent.

Jiang Zhao shook his head and said nothing.

Above the night market.

Si Mubai entrusted a few small vendors to send all the students back to the inn, and handed them a few taels of silver, presumably they would send the students back safely.

Si Mubai then asked his personal book boy to send the dying woman who was beaten to a doctor.

The man didn't agree at first, and said he wanted to take the woman to pay back the money, but after Si Mubai handed over a few taels of silver, he smiled happily and said that Si Mubai could deal with it as he wanted.

After arranging everything properly, he was still worried about Jiang Zhao.

He knew that what Jiang Zhao hated the most was patriarchy, and talking about him on weekdays would be extremely disgusting.

Now she is going to complain for a woman, thinking that Mr. Fu Yin just sneered at her report.

But he was a little worried that Jiang Zhao would clash with the governor.

After getting everyone settled, he planned to go to Kyoto Prefecture.

Before stepping out of the inn, he saw the vision of Qin Ji made by Jiang Zhao.

"It's broken." Si Mubai thought to himself.

Seeing visions one after another, Si Mubai probably knew what kind of poems Jiang Zhao wrote.

Thinking about it, Master Jing Zhaoyin must be very angry at this time, and he doesn't know what will happen to Jiang Zhao.

Si Mubai hurriedly left the inn, and hurried to the capital.

Passers-by on the road saw a Mr. Ruyu running wildly on the road, and they didn't know what happened to make him so anxious.

Some women living by the street opened their windows and saw Si Mu Bai running like a fairy.

Their movements became orderly and unified in an instant, and they stretched half of their bodies out of the window until they could no longer see Si Mubai's figure, then closed the window in a sense of loss.

Then he slowly recalled Si Mubai's appearance like a banished fairy in his heart.

After Si Mubai came to the capital, the capital was quiet, only two police officers at the gate were on duty all night.

Obviously nothing happened here, or something may have happened, but it was dealt with long ago.

(End of this chapter)