Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 400
"Well, I have understood this matter, they are not in danger for the time being, let's just wait!"

"Mr. Xuancheng, are they really alright?"

Seeing that the devilish energy was about to cover the devil's palace, everyone couldn't help but worry.

Feng Sheng sat cross-legged on the side: "There will be no danger to your life, and the rest is hard to say. You are the future of the sect. Since you are here to practice, as long as you are fine, everything else will be fine."

Two days later, Feng Sheng went back after confirming that the situation was under control.

At this time, Gu Qingjue, who was far away in the capital, just finished the provincial exam.

After resting for a day, I made an appointment to have a drink at Baifanlou for a few days.

Li Duan was willing to pour wine for Gu Qingjue, and said: "Ziyuan, you always refuse to drink with you, but now you will be 17 years old, and you have finished your scientific examinations, so you have to take a sip of this wine no matter what."

Gu Qingjue didn't bother to pay attention to Li Duanyuan.

Picking up the tea in front of him, he clinked glasses with Bai Shiqian and Leng Zhongyan Bai Chengnan.

Li Duanyuan: Is it only me who was injured?

"Hey."

Li Duan would like to put down the wine glass, stroked his smooth chin, and walked back and forth around Gu Qingjue's back.

"Tell me about you. If you want to be an official in the court in the future, how can you not drink all the time? Then you will be called withdrawn."

Gu Qingjue didn't take it seriously and said: "It is enough to have a few of you who are close friends. As for making friends in the future, whether you can be sincere or not, it doesn't mean that you will definitely get it if you know how to drink!"

"Ziyuan is right."

Leng Zhongyan pulled Li Duanyuan over and sat down: "The few of us didn't stop dating Ziyuan just because he doesn't drink!"

"Can this be the same?"

Li Duanyuan put his left hand on Leng Zhongyan's shoulder: "The few of us, it's a fateful friendship, talking about Changfeng, if the siblings recognize Changfeng's mother as a foster mother, then he is Ziyuan's eldest brother. Can the rest be the same?"

They were eating in a restaurant, and at the Gongyuan, they were changing the students' test papers non-stop.

Ouyang Xiu held the test paper in his hand, both the handwriting and the viewpoints in the text were extremely good, the viewpoints were novel, the angles of analysis were tricky, and he had his own unique insights into the current New Deal.

He couldn't wait to show the test paper to Fan Gong: "Brother Wenzheng, take a look at this."

Fan Wenzheng was affected by Ouyang Xiu's excited emotions, took the test paper in his hand, and only looked at the first page, but he didn't like it. After reading each page, he was really more and more surprised.

No wonder Uncle Yong was so excited.

Looking at his literary talent, it is a bit more eye-catching than Ouyang Xiu back then.

"This is really a rare and good article. It is really a blessing to meet such an outstanding talent when presiding over the scientific examination."

Marking is a lengthy process, requiring the invigilator and the examiner to mark the papers in turn.

Marking is divided into preliminary reading and re-reading.

The students are all at a nearby inn, waiting for news.

However, the news of the release of the list did not come, but the news of the death of the Eight Great Kings came.

Gu Qingjue and Yang Junsheng were sitting in the teahouse, and Yang Junsheng got more specific news: "On the first day, the government sent the imperial physician to the palace to check the prince's pulse. At that time, the Eighth King said that his health was fine, and his heart palpitations were much better. But just two days ago, he suddenly said that he couldn't do it."

"You are suspicious, is there something strange about it?"

The Eight Great King's body was indeed tampered with secretly before, and the situation took a turn for the worse, but his own age was there, and the Eight Great King is now 59 years old.

With old diseases, no matter how much you spend on prolonging your life, it will only be one or two more years.

These are all what Yixin told him when he returned to Dengfeng after showing it to the Eight Great Kings.

In this case, even if some hostile forces want the Eight Great Kings to die, they don't have to do it themselves, leaving traces for nothing. If they are found out, they will inevitably be burned.

"In the vortex in Beijing, can people not be suspicious?"

Yang Junsheng said: "You have to be careful yourself, I recently discovered that several groups of people are checking you!"

Gu Qingjue was not surprised by this.

The only surviving uncle in the official family passed away, and Zhao Zhen felt very sad.

When he was alive, he had a lot to say about himself, even because his son was brought up in the palace when the empress dowager was still alive, he felt a little unhappy, worried that because of his young age, his position would not be stable, and he would be estranged from the emperor's uncle for many years.

Back then, if the emperor hadn't told him that his biological mother was someone else, he would probably still be kept in the dark.

Afterwards, the emperor's uncle faded out of the court, and Zhao Yunliang couldn't be reused again. He only received a false title, and then had fun in the mansion.

He let go of his prejudice against the emperor's uncle.

Zhao Zhen came to the palace in plain clothes.

The three sons of the Eight Great Kings, Zhao Yunliang, Zhao Yundi, and Zhao Yunchu, hurried over to greet them.

Zhao Yundi panicked and said: "Your Majesty came here in person, you can't do it!"

"He is my uncle, and now he is gone. As a nephew, I should come and see him off."

In this way, Zhao Yundi shut up, quickly led the officials into the mourning hall, lit three sticks of incense, and handed them to the officials.

Zhao Yunliang remained silent.

Dressed in linen and filial piety, he knelt aside, throwing shredded straw into the brazier in front of him from time to time.

Zhao Zhen smelled good, so he didn't stay long, and went back to the palace!
Seven days later, when the eight kings went to the funeral, Zhao Zhen ordered the courtiers to send them off, and the mighty funeral procession went all the way to the imperial mausoleum.

Afterwards, Zhao Yunliang stayed behind closed doors.

In the past, the mansion could still hear the sound of pipes and bamboos, but now that he is in the filial piety period, these voices can no longer be heard.

Everyone thought that Zhao Yunliang was sad about his father's death.

Only a very small number of people have a heart like a mirror.

The Eight Great Kings are newly mourned. Because of the Eight Great Kings, the officials will not treat Zhao Yunliang for the time being.

But this feeling will fade with time.

When there is a voice in the court, and then talk about the establishment of the reserve, the officials will definitely think of Zhao Yunliang first.

Although Zhao Yunliang is not younger than the official family, but he can give birth, his heirs are naturally more suitable for adoptive sons than others.

Zhao Yunliang naturally also thought of this level.

If he was a fool, he would have died long ago!
Therefore, he pretended to be a quail and strictly ordered the people in the mansion to stick to their duties and not to act in a public manner.

It's best not to let the officials think of him.

After half a month of silence in the court, there were occasional news from the western region, neither good nor bad.

At this time, Kong Yue, who was sent to suppress the rebellion of the Yao people, sent a report.

Zhao Zhen snorted coldly and asked someone to show the report to several ministers of the Imperial Academy.

"My lords think, what is the reason why so many people were strangled and the rebels were not completely wiped out?"

Fu Bi said: "If there is no false report in the report, it means that there are troublemakers in the poor mountains and rivers. On the contrary, it means that the report is false!"

When Fu Bi's words fell, Kong Chong was very frightened: "My lord, it is not easy to talk nonsense. Even if my son is very courageous, he would not dare to lie to His Majesty in the report."

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