Man Tang Huacai

Chapter 96
Fengwei Building is being expanded recently, including Daxi Yingying's Qingliangzhai.

It was said to the outside world that Xue Bai sold half of his dividends to pay off his father's debts, and his filial piety became famous far and wide.

"Are my sisters there?"

Du Wulang rushed into the back hall excitedly and talked about recent events.

"..."

"The five of us, Xue Bai accompanied the imperial court to prevent further persecution by brother slaves, and was responsible for protecting us; Yuan Jie contacted Juzi, satirized poems and essays, and was responsible for expanding the momentum; Du Fu showed his talent, wrote poems and prose, and then became famous. The lie of 'no sage left in the wild'; Huangfu Ran visited the old man, in the name of Zhang Qujianggong's disciple, asked the imperial court to come forward and ask for a re-examination; and I have a lot to do!"

At the end of the conversation, Du Wulang looked passionate and raised his volume.

"After I report the news to my sisters, I still have to arrange for those tributes. Sister, give me a sum of money later..."

Du Jin interrupted, "Where's Mr. Xue Bai? I have something to talk to him about."

"He played cards all night and said he was going to rest."

"Where did you go to rest?"

"Of course I went home to rest." After Du Wulang finished speaking, he remembered that Xue Bai only said "go to rest" but didn't say where he was going.

Du Jin frowned slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "He is still young, and he attends Miyagi every night, sings and orchestras, pushes cards for entertainment, is it a good thing?"

"Ah? I waited outside the palace all night."

Du Wulang wanted to call Qu, but when he saw Du Jin's serious face, he suddenly remembered something.

"Second Sister, can you send someone to the Imperial College to pick up Hao Changyuan? Xue Bai said, you have to protect those tributes who come to report, so that I don't jump over the wall..."

"Even if I sent someone to go, when I arrived at the Imperial College, those tributes had already been taken to Jingzhao Mansion. After the curfew, my people couldn't continue to inquire, so they had to go there at dawn. I haven't heard anything yet."

The sense of uneasiness has been driving Du Jin to buy people and inquire about news.But the current power is still very weak, and there are many restrictions. She hates this feeling of restraint.

"It's okay." Du Wulang imitated Xue Bai's tone, "I'll go find Brother Cishan and bring someone to Jingzhao Mansion to ask for someone!"

Since entering the Taixue Academy, although he hasn't cared about improving his studies, he has learned [-]% to [-]% of the ability of scholars to form cliques and criticize current affairs.

Holding the robe over the threshold and running down the steps, he raised his hand and waved it in the air, full of vigor.

……

On the small pavilion, Daxi Yingying was instructing Shi Zhong about the Qujiang Casino, when she turned her head and saw this scene, she couldn't help being puzzled.

Shi Zhong followed her gaze and shook his head.

"The more I look at it, the more I am dumbfounded. The lady always thinks highly of him, and thinks he is handsome, but in fact he is not handsome."

Now that Shi Zhong said that, Daxi Yingying nodded and said nothing more.

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After entering Wubenfang, the cheers from the Imperial College could be heard far away.

"Chun Wei is unfair, why is there any mistake in the retest? We have done nothing wrong, and the brother slave can only let him go!"

"Give way, the five sons of Chunwei are here."

"Who is that?"

"Du Chuan, he has been persecuted and imprisoned by brother slaves twice."

"The true righteous man also..."

Du Wulang squeezed through the crowd, walked into the lecture hall, and was immediately pulled by Yuan Jie to the front of all disciples and tributes.

Looking around, the sackcloth was like snow, and everyone was looking at them. He swallowed involuntarily, imitating Yuan Jie's appearance, put his hands behind his back, and forced himself to be calm.

"Gentlemen! Just listen to me."

Yuan Jie stood upright and gave a loud speech.

"Tianbao Dinghai Chunwei, Ge Nu controlled the examination room with 'no sages left behind', and no one in the common clothes was ranked. Then the Wei Jian case was used to frame those who dared to speak, Xue Bai, Du Fu, Huang Furan, Du Tran, and Yuan Jie were imprisoned in Dali Temple prison."

"Today we can still stand under the blue sky. It is the sage who learned about it and personally pardoned him. Yuan Zi once satirized him with poems and essays. Fortunately, the king embraced Qing Ming's mind and did not disobey the slightest words of a mayfly. God bless the Tang Dynasty Out of the eternal Mingjun, An Neng was deceived by traitors?!"

"Right and wrong have their own fair opinions, and justice is in the hearts of the people. How can the virtuous and stupid of the kings be determined by an imperial examination manipulated by treacherous officials? Can it be judged? I am a poor student who studies hard and wants to be a disciple of the emperor. Is my article only passing the eyes of the king and not receiving the guidance of a sage? Re-examination! My literary talent, I only wish to serve the sage!"

"Retest! Retest!"

The momentum that had subsided, rose again after the five people were imprisoned and released.

Although there are fewer people, this time they are calmer and more organized.

"Retest! Retest!"

"My lords, even the Dali Temple has released people, but the Jingzhao Mansion still detains the Xianggong without reason. Let's go and discuss it."

"Let's go to Jingzhao Mansion in Guangdefang..."

Du Wulang had already thought about it. After the retest, he had to find a way to get Hao Changyuan to present the blood test to the saint in full view.

But when they arrived at Jingzhao Mansion, they were told that the village tributes had already left at dawn.

Some of the tributes who left in the past two days were indeed part of it. Seeing that the Jingzhao Mansion did not detain Juzi, they had no choice but to give up.

Du Wulang was still wondering why Hao Changyuan would leave like this, a guy from Fengweilou tugged on his lapel.

"Goro."

"Have you seen Hao Changyuan?"

"Here, the villain was listening yesterday. Dozens of people were arrested, and only a dozen were released. But today the drums sounded in the morning, and several carriages left the city from Jingzhao Mansion..."

Du Wulang was in a daze for a long time after hearing the news.

Only then did he realize how lucky the Du family was to survive the Liu Ji case.

~~
At the same time, Huang Furan was meeting Zheng Qian.

"It's better to ask Prime Minister Zuo to let him go, and settle this case as soon as possible..."

"How could this be so?" Zheng Qian had been working on this case for two days, with a tired face, he said solemnly: "Now the left minister has been wronged, so please release him, what's the difference from pleading guilty?"

Once something happened, everyone called Li Shizhi "Left Prime Minister", as if no one still remembered that the saint ordered a new Left Prime Minister named Chen Xilie last year.

"Left Prime Minister? No wonder the sage knows everything well." Huang Furan said: "Don't you understand Tai Xuegong? It's because we still count on 'Left Prime Minister' that my brother dares to be so unscrupulous!"

Zheng Qian opened his mouth, his expression darkened.

He only looks up to Gao Zhuo, and since he became an official, he has held all dignified and noble positions, Xie LvLang, ZuoLang, and Doctor. Only at this time was he reminded that he realized these tricks of power.

Originally thought that the saint was still kept in the dark, as long as the saint was told the truth.

"Ugh."

"The sage let the elder brother beat us up, because we were wrong, and we were full of complaints! Then show it to the sage, we don't care about 'reconstructing the East Palace', just ask Jinke Chunwei, this is in accordance with the holy will ..."

"Snapped!"

Zheng Qian raised his hand and slapped Huang Furan.

"Is this how Zhang Qujiang taught you?!"

"Tai Xuegong?"

"It seems that you are still fighting, but in fact you have changed your mind." Zheng Qian was heartbroken and said, "Do you know the difference between Mr. Zhang Qujiang and Li Genu?"

"Teacher he..."

"Zhang Qujiang is the prime minister, restraining the emperor and governing the people; Li Genu is a sycophant, exploiting the people and submitting to the emperor."

Huangfuran had been by Zhang Jiuling's side since he was ten years old, and he had deep feelings for him. Hearing this comment, his eyes were sore and tears filled his eyes.

Zheng Qian pointed to his nose and said: "Your generation has not yet entered the official position. For the purpose of re-examination, regardless of right and wrong, you have abandoned the left-hand minister in order to distinguish yourself from the East Palace and cater to the holy will. You will worship the minister in the future. How can you know that?" Will he be the next Brother Slave? The world is going bad, the world is going bad."

Huangfu Ran lowered his head in shame at first, as if he had nothing to say, but after a while, he still spoke his mind.

"Right and wrong, is it only in the left and the East Palace? Isn't it us who are innocent and implicated? Even if I am not innocent, the tributes who spent my family's wealth and hardships to come to Chang'an are innocent, and the East Palace has taken care of them. Is it? Prime Minister Zuo has stole the limelight, can't he avoid it for them?"

Zheng Qian was speechless.

"Han Chuang's painstaking efforts were trampled on, ruined, and even involved in major cases for no reason and were wronged and persecuted. We just want to be fair, but are we the ones who are wrong?"

Huang Furan's last question made Zheng Qian very disappointed.

"Did Xue Bai tell you all these words?"

"Tai Xuegong, this is not..."

"There's no need to cover up for him." Zheng Qian sighed, "I don't know who taught him this in the past ten years..."

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evening.

Yan Zhenqing led the horse into the Changshoufang in a hurry, with a look of worry in his eyes.

At the cross street ahead, there was a group of people surrounded by a luxury car, guards on tall horses, and beautiful maidservants in embroidered dresses. They looked too ostentatious, and they belonged to a family with bad manners among nobles.

A young man got off the carriage and met Yan Zhenqing's eyes.

"teacher."

"How decent are you?"

Yan Zhenqing subconsciously scolded with a straight face, and led the horse away.

He thought that Xue Bai had fallen into Dali Temple Prison and had suffered a lot, but he was still worried.I don't want to see him today, this kid is very energetic, as if he has just bathed and changed into new clothes.

In comparison, after a busy day, he looked more like he came out of prison.

All the way into Yan's house, looking back, I saw Xue Bai following all the way, looking honest.

Yan Zhenqing sighed, and said: "Go back and report that you are safe before coming back, the old man has something to ask you."

"The student has already told someone to go home, but it's okay for the teacher to ask."

Originally, there were many questions to ask, but Yan Zhenqing didn't know where to start when he really saw this troublemaker.

"Let's talk about your poem first. The poem is very good, but the title is terrible. You could have added the words 'Tianbao Dinghaichunweihou'."

Xue Bai was taken aback for a moment, only to feel that the idea was weak.

If you add these words, whenever you mention this poem in the future, you will inevitably have to mention Li Linfu's "No Leftovers in the Wild", which will become a poem passed down through the ages, and its deterrent effect will be much greater.

Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy attainment is too high, so that people often give the impression of a rigid and serious scholar, but in fact, he is not pedantic at all, he is serious on the surface, but in fact he is full of wisdom.

"..."

"You did everything you could to play dominoes with the saint as you wished, so you also deliberately went to jail with Yuan Jie and others?"

"What the teacher said, it seems that the students are too scheming, but it just happened at the right time."

Yan Zhenqing knew that Xue Bai's offering of stir-fried vegetables and dominoes must have been a long-planned jester's way, learning from Jia Chang, the prodigal chicken boy. The difficulty lies in coming up with many things that would interest Mrs. Guo and the sage.

To get this holy family, at first it was definitely not for saving others, but for personal gain, and then thinking about Wei Yun's detailed description of what he did when Yan Yan was critically ill... It is not so much scheming, it is better to say that he was willing to spend all his scheming to prepare way to save lives.

"Just in time? Then the old man should give you a warm heart?"

"Thank you teacher for the compliment."

Seeing that he accepted it so calmly, Yan Zhenqing shook her head with a half-smile, and got down to business with a straight face.

"Li Yan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, was originally a fair person who did not participate in power struggles. He was bribed this time, and leaked the questions to Yang Hu and other students. If you want to play, please retake the exam. This is the most direct reason. The details of the old man It has been submitted."

Up to this point, Yan Zhenqing actually knew that no one in the court would be able to stand up, but he continued: "There will be important ministers who will come forward, so you don't want to make trouble anymore."

"I don't know who the important officials the teacher is talking about?" Xue Bai asked: "As far as the students know, the right minister is in charge of the government alone, and the left minister is silent. The other important officials who can come forward seem to have been demoted."

Others don't believe it, but during the Tianbao period, there was no one in the court who could check and balance Li Linfu, except the East Palace.

Seeing that Yan Zhenqing didn't answer, Xue Bai said: "Then it seems that Donggong doesn't plan to show up? The students think it's better, the students can save themselves."

"If there is no one to protect, a group of disciples will be devoured to the point that not even their bones will be left!"

"Students come for shelter."

"Zizi wants to die." Yan Zhenqing scolded: "A little domino skill can protect you once, and can protect you forever? You only look at Jia Chang and other courtiers, but you know that they have never interfered in state affairs? How dare you speak falsely about current affairs for fun? , The first time I said that the saint was lucky enough to forgive me, and next time, let's see if the saint will kill you!"

At the end of the speech, the voice and expression were sharp.

Xue Bai knew that what Yan Zhenqing said was true.

Li Longji was in a good mood last night, that's because he didn't say anything after the sentence "I don't want to hear this".But if you don't know how to die, you really don't know how to die.

To put it simply, who can be happy when playing cards with a purpose every time?It should be noted that even Li Linfu was trembling, fearing that the saint would be in a bad mood.

"The students listened to the teacher's teaching." Xue Bai said: "But this time the students dared to fight for the re-examination for the candidates, precisely because the students had no official position, no power, no power, and they spoke frankly. It's all fair..."

"Masters of the Manchu Dynasty, do you need a half-grown child to say justice?!"

"Yes, I dare to preside over this justice. The existence of Tao is neither expensive nor cheap, neither long nor small."

Yan Zhenqing suddenly recalled the sentence "I tried my best, but the East Palace is really helpless" when I saw Fang Guan today, and looking at the young man in front of me, it was a different feeling.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's simple. As long as you ensure that Brother Nu can't persecute Juzi with random punishments, and Yuan Cishan and others create momentum upright and prove that the current test is unfair, you can win the reexamination."

"I have a piece of evidence." Yan Zhenqing lowered his voice, and said: "Ji Xuan, a son of the Gongyuan, died, and the old man found a first draft of "Wang Liang Fu" in his residence. The handwriting of the title on the scroll is from Li Yan's hand."

"It's enough to finalize the case. Ji Yan is dead, and Chun Wei didn't write a fu that day. Then this fu written by him can only be written before the exam..."

The only question left is how to submit it.

Yan Zhenqing has no connections, the Chang'an County Yamen, Jingzhao Mansion, and even the Eastern Palace are afraid to accept it; Xue Bai has many connections, but if he uses the means of courtiers to get into the palace, it will be counterproductive.

It's better to let the candidates directly submit it to the Ministry of Rites, and only make upright and upright moves.

"Teacher, can you draw another painting?" Xue Bai pondered, "Maybe I can make my personal grievances with Li Linfu known to everyone..."

"The master and the apprentice are still talking?" Wei Yun entered the hall and said with a smile: "Even if there are many things to teach, we should eat first."

Xue Bai hurriedly got up and called "Teacher's Wife".

Yan Yan also followed behind Wei Yun, and said in a crisp Wanfu way: "I've seen you brother."

Only Yan Zhenqing, who clearly never agreed to accept this apprentice, sat and listened to their names.

Wei Yun invited Xue Bai to stay for dinner, but Xue Bai declined, and planned to go home before the curfew.

The master and the apprentice finally chatted a few more words about how to paint the painting.

Yan Yan, on the other hand, stood obediently behind, secretly looking at Xue Bai's new clothes, and then heard them talking, her pair of watery eyes rolled twice, as if realizing something.

……

It was night, in the study room, Yan Zhenqing was standing in front of a picture scroll with a pen, frowning deeply.

What you want to draw is simple to say, but it is extremely difficult to put pen to paper.

First of all, it is difficult to depict saints without authorization, and secondly, it is difficult not to draw the beauty of Concubine Yang in a leisurely manner.

The scenery has been sketched countless times, but when it comes to drawing people, I still can't put pen to paper.

Coupled with the fact that I have been running around for the spring affairs several times recently, I feel tired and sleepy. Finally, I put down my brush and go back to the main room to rest, planning to start painting again in the early morning of tomorrow.

The candlesticks were not blown out. After Yan Zhenqing left, a girl opened the door and came in. She stopped in front of the painting, looked at it for a while, and muttered softly, "Sure enough."

She was sure that her guess was correct, so she decided to tell a story to Master Lian tomorrow.

Turning around to leave, she stopped again, tilted her head, smiled slyly, and reached out to pick up the brush.

……

The candlesticks in the study were gradually extinguished, and after the darkness, morning light came in.

Yan Zhenqing pushed the door open and entered, with a thoughtful look on his brows.

He walked to the scroll, and was about to reach out for a pen, but was stunned.

I saw that there were a few more characters on yesterday's unfinished painting, and they were pushing dominoes.

According to Xue Bai, the saint is not painted as a saint, but is dressed in flowing white clothes, with his back facing him, leaving a majestic back view; Concubine Yang Gui is like a fairy, only showing a side face, looking down at the card, it is only The profile of her face attracts people to imagine her beauty; Mrs. Guo Guo is beautifully painted, dressed in colorful clothes, with a kind of smug smile in her expression.

A pear tree blocks some of the picture, slightly covering the three people, adding a sense of mystery and nobility, like a fairy.

At the focus of the line of sight is a handsome young man who shows his face, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, gentle demeanor, and focused expression. It is rare to be able to draw almost exactly the same as Xue Bai.

Behind the young man was an old man in purple robe bent over to look at the cards, his face was like a fighting cock, his expression was distorted, and his anxiety was palpable and lifelike.

It really didn't give Li Linfu face.

If Yan Zhenqing were to write, he would not be able to paint so excessively.

But looking at the painting at this moment, he couldn't help laughing, rubbing the ink, holding the pen in his left hand, and wrote two columns of characters on the scroll, using cursive script.

"Dream playing dominoes with gods."

"Tianbao Dinghai Chun March painting presented to Xue Bai."

When it was time to sign the signature, Yan Zhenqing hesitated for a moment, then his expression changed suddenly, and he inscribed two words with a look of narrowness in his eyes.

——"Han Yu."

　There are more than 5 words in this chapter. I haven't finished Chapter 2 yet, so I will post it later, so you don't have to wait~~
　　
　
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