Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Since the beginning of the world, Li Dexian has been like a chick emerging from the chaos. He is ignorant and full of childishness. His every move and gesture is full of rawness that has not been tempered by the world. with traces of recklessness. However, as time passes quietly like running water, his figure has undergone earth-shaking changes under the temper of the years. Like a piece of uncarved jade, it gradually reveals its inner order and calm and mature texture in the baptism of wind and rain. The movements and behavior at this moment no longer have the youthful recklessness of the past, but are gradually becoming more and more skillful as quietly as the gentle spring rain moistens the earth. It is a kind of restrained and powerful growth.

On this day, Emperor Jingjiang was sitting on the dragon chair, his majestic figure shrouded in the splendid hall, and the album in his hand seemed to carry a heavy weight of truth. He concentrated and held his breath, reading every word carefully, and his mind went up and down along with it, until a magnificent wave of surprise surged deep into the depths.

It turns out that Li Dexian in the records actually had the outstanding ability to manage thousands of people in an orderly manner. Such talents are rare in the world and can be called rare. His management style is not rough and perfunctory, but shows a kind of meticulous ingenuity. Whether he is facing a small group of only a few people or a vast brigade, he can manage it just right, just like an arm. Under his guidance, everyone performed their duties in an orderly manner, forming a vivid and harmonious picture. There is no omission in the things recorded in the notes, and detailed and true records flow between the words. It seems that people can touch the sweat and wisdom that Lin Xiaofeng accumulated day after day, year after year.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Jingjiang was filled with deep emotion in his heart. He couldn't help but draw a happy smile on his lips, which seemed to be a compliment to Li Dexian's outstanding talent and an affirmation of Lin Xiaofeng's silent dedication. He flipped through those notes again. Although the handwriting was simple, there was a sense of sincerity and tenacity, just like the tenacious grass growing on the Loess Plateau. Although it was not gorgeous, it was full of vitality. This authenticity and simplicity made Emperor Jingjiang feel certain that even a blind man could sense that these thick words were written by Lin Xiaofeng, and there would be no mistaking them.

Emperor Jingjiang's body moved slightly on the dragon chair, like a thousand-year-old tree moaning dully in the wind. Then he stood up and walked leisurely but firmly towards Li Dexian. Those broad, rock-like palms drew a solemn and profound arc in the air, and finally rested gently on Li Dexian's thin shoulders. His voice was like a bell in the dusk, low and restrained, and every word seemed to carry the weight of years and the depth of understanding: "I have now realized that I have misunderstood you before, Dexian, what you have done It is the best policy and a wise move.”

As soon as these words came out, it was as if the spring breeze ruffled the surface of the lake, causing ripples of emotions in Li Dexian's heart. Those suppressed emotions surged like a tidal wave in an instant, rolling in his heart and breaking through the embankment. Hot tears gathered in his eyes, crystal clear, reflecting his deep understanding and gratitude to Emperor Jingjiang. He involuntarily took a half step forward, as if he wanted to get closer to Emperor Jingjiang with this small movement, and express his inner gratitude in the simplest way.

However, at this moment, Emperor Jingjiang's eyes suddenly became serious, like a stern yet loving beam of light directed at Li Dexian. He gently pushed Li Dexian away. Although his movement was light, it was full of endless majesty and expectation. Emperor Jingjiang's words echoed in the hall again, his words were serious and heartfelt, and every syllable struck Li Dexian's heart: "Put away your tears, the prince should have the solemnity and bearing that a prince should have, and his face will not change even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him." , this is what you should look like.”

Hearing this, Li Dexian's body trembled slightly, like ice melting. He quickly adjusted his emotions and nodded vigorously. Tears rolled in his eyes, but they refused to fall. He suppressed his emotions, took a step back, regained the solemn posture he should have as a prince, straightened his spine, and looked at Emperor Jingjiang firmly.

All these subtle emotional turmoils were seen by Lin Xiaofeng, who was quietly watching the changes in the corner, and could not help but feel a hint of cold ridicule in his heart. Within the royal family, even the smallest expression of emotion must be strictly framed in rules and etiquette. The difficulties and twists of this way of life, as well as the subtle game between human nature and power, are vividly displayed at this moment.

Emperor Jingjiang's face was like spring clouds, changing in an instant, revealing the depth and unpredictability of the emperor. His eyes were flowing on Lin Xiaofeng like lake water in early spring, and his smile was like the rainbow in the sky after the rain, which was warm and bright. His words were like pearls rolling down a jade plate, and each word was like pearls: "However, for the successful conclusion of this matter, your hard support, Lin Aiqing, played a decisive role. I was deeply moved in my heart. This joy is as if the overflowing spring water cannot be used." Words can describe everything." When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, a calm and humble smile appeared on his face. The smile was like the color of autumn water, calm and profound. He lowered his eyes, with sincerity and determination between his brows: "I don't dare to take credit for being arrogant. This is just the duty of a minister. Moreover, I am deeply inspired by His Highness the Crown Prince's sincere heart, and his innocence is like a mirror. Looking after people often makes me feel that I have little talent and little knowledge, and I feel guilty." At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng thought to himself that although Li Dexian was almost strict in his actions, he could not hide his childlike nature. If it were in today's world, he would probably be the same. I will definitely accompany the prince until late night and share the happy time brought by computer games.

Emperor Jingjiang waved his hands leisurely, and his laughter contained the unique freedom and majesty of an emperor. The topic changed freely in his mouth, like water flowing through the clouds, and his words were filled with deep feelings about life: "Regardless of other complicated matters, I am incognito this time." I have a lot of feelings during my trip, and there are many things that need to be resolved urgently. I still need to consult with you, a loyal and capable minister." His voice was like a loud bell, echoing in the empty hall, and every syllable struck the crowd. In his mind, "Have you ever heard of a folk figure named Yang Baixi? Or is it Ma Laosan?"

When Lin Xiaofeng heard the sound, a trace of astonishment flashed across his face for a moment, then he frowned, fell into a brief thought, and then responded: "The name Yang Baixi is still unfamiliar to me, and Ma Laosan has heard of this person a little bit. He is a notorious scoundrel in the North Langfang area, his behavior has no bottom line, and he even resorts to tricks and cheats when playing games with old women." As these words fell, a righteous aura gushed out from Lin Xiaofeng's body. He came out and shot straight into the sky, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will go all out to eradicate this kind of social worm!" As soon as these words came out, Emperor Jingjiang and the elders looked at each other with shock and doubt in their eyes, obviously they were so worried about Lin Xiaofeng. The decisive words were unexpected.

Emperor Jingjiang sat on the magnificent dragon chair, and his words slowly unfolded in the air, like a boat carrying historical contemplation and imperial hesitation, rippling on the lake of words. His eyes were deep and insightful, and his words revealed a trace of hesitation and deep pondering. "However, according to my overt and covert investigations and insight into people's hearts, this son is not as useless as everyone has described him to be." , On the contrary, among the bustling streets and streets, it has a good reputation and is constantly praised. I am afraid that Aiqing’s views on this may be misjudged. "

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, his expression changed rapidly, like a painting with thick ink being splashed away in an instant. The embarrassment spread quickly like thick ink dripping into a clear pond, spreading quickly and filling his entire face. His throat moved slightly, but he hesitated to speak, and magnificent thoughts surged in his heart: "This... this matter is unexpected." He never thought that Ma Laosan could hide it so deeply under the nose of the Nine-Five Lord. It is estimated that the depth of the city is like an ancient well with no bottom, which makes people stunned.

Lin Xiaofeng's lips trembled slightly, and he could only respond in a murmur, with a trace of surprise and self-blame that could not be concealed in his words: "Perhaps I have been immersed in the complicated government affairs recently, and failed to see the details of the world, and failed to check and verify in detail. , I also ask for Your Majesty’s forgiveness and allow Weichen to investigate further in order to find out the truth.”

Emperor Jingjiang's face, at that moment, was like a bronze mask that had been baptized by wind and rain, becoming increasingly solemn and deep. His voice seemed to carry thousands of years of historical accumulation. It was grand and resonant, like a bell hitting the big Lu, passing through the complicated and exquisite beams and columns in the magnificent hall, echoing in every inch of the air, and every corner was filled with his words: " The human heart is an existence that is deeper and more unpredictable than the abyss. My dear, you must walk on thin ice and explore and figure it out carefully. Although this person seems to be extremely stubborn, he may not be a complete evil in his heart. Disciple. As the saying goes, a prodigal will never be replaced with gold. When dealing with such people, we should give priority to persuasion and guidance, rather than simply using thunderous means to kill them with a stick. "

During his words, his eyes were like a deep lake, reflecting the complexity and contradictions of human nature. There was a deep understanding of human nature and endless tolerance, as if he could accept everything in the world and be all-encompassing.

Lin Xiaofeng, standing under the afterglow of the emperor's majesty, couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart after hearing these words. The corner of his mouth twitched subtly. This twitch seemed to be a weak tremor of helplessness and indignation in his heart, a wry smile when facing the vagaries of the world and the unpredictability of people's hearts. Especially when he thought of the cunning fox-like ruffian Ma Lao San, whose scheming was beyond his ability to predict or resist, the feeling of being plotted by others made him have mixed emotions.

However, after all, Lin Xiaofeng was a person who knew how to weigh the priorities. He suppressed the overwhelming emotions in his heart, suppressed the helplessness and indignation deep in his heart, and determined to follow the emperor's will and deal with this situation in a more cautious and wise way. A game where humanity and power intertwine. He knew that only in this way could he stabilize himself and fulfill his mission in the turbulent world.

Lin Xiaofeng, there is an indescribable tenacity and agility hidden behind this name. At this moment, he followed up and asked. His words were like the undulating river, mixed with a strong sense of doubt and inquiry. His tone was calm and powerful: "What kind of person is this Yang Baixi?" At that time, a group of ministers gathered in the depths of the palace like stars over the moon, where the light was dappled, squeezing in through the gaps in the ancient window lattice, and projected on their faces , reflecting different expressions and thoughts, like a meticulous ukiyo-e. A discussion about tactics and scheming quietly unfolded in this dim light.

Just as the discussion was in full swing and thoughts were agitated, Wang Jingwen's figure suddenly appeared at the door of the palace. His figure was soaked. He had obviously just experienced a storm, panting, but with a determined momentum. Rushed into the hall. After catching a glimpse of Emperor Jingjiang sitting peacefully, he suddenly relaxed like a taut string. He immediately threw himself on the cold stone floor and reported respectfully and eagerly to the person on the high throne: "Your Majesty, everything is right." Everything has been arranged according to the pre-plan!”

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang's face, which had been as still as water, suddenly changed. He suddenly stood up from the dragon chair, his eyes as deep as autumn water in a cold pond, and a cold murderous intention flashed through his pupils, like a sharp arrow piercing the sky. It made everyone around him shudder. His majestic voice echoed in the hall, announcing to everyone present: "Let's go, come with me."

Faced with Emperor Jingjiang's decisive action, someone fearfully asked cautiously. Although the voice was low, it was particularly clear in the solemn atmosphere: "Where are we going?" Emperor Jingjiang did not respond immediately. , but stared ahead with piercing eyes, as if rehearsing the magnificent play that was about to be staged. Then, he spit out three words - "Jin Linfang", these three words were like a poison-quenched sword. Pointing at the target indicates that a dramatic drama of changes and life and death is about to begin at that place.

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Deep in the winding and deep alleys of Jin Linfang, Li Yihao's mood was like a burning fire burning boiling oil, with anxiety and uneasiness surging in his heart. The day of the gambling fight came as scheduled, but God's will played a trick on people, and an unexpected heavy rain suddenly poured down, tearing apart the originally peaceful workshop like a crazy beast, and instantly submerged the whole world in chaos.

Although Li Yihao claimed that he knew what he was doing, was rock-solid, and believed that victory was within his grasp, the ambition hidden in his heart could never be satisfied by petty gains. What he pursues is to achieve great military exploits in every battle, to overwhelm his opponents with thunderous momentum, and to attract the attention and admiration of the world. Every time he takes a shot, he intends to show his unparalleled strength and wisdom, thus creating a series of amazing legendary stories.

At this moment, Jin Linfang was filled with water, and a messy scene came into view. Li Yihao witnessed this scene, and his brows were quietly filled with wrinkles of worry, as if the years had carved heavy traces in this moment. But worry did not make him hesitate. Instead, it inspired the courage to make a decision. He immediately ordered all the yamen's subordinates to take immediate action, inspect the whole factory, and quickly respond to this sudden disaster.

Those subordinates who were usually cautious and cautious during this heavy rain, although they all showed pain on their faces and were exhausted physically and mentally, they could only endure the hardship, gritted their teeth and plunged into this silent battle with the sky and the earth. During the battle. They shuttled through the streets where sewage flowed, and their figures were busy. The water splashing under their feet accompanied by the rapid footsteps formed a picture of perseverance and perseverance. They have no time to take care of other trivial matters, they just want to stabilize the order in the community as soon as possible and protect the peace of the people here.

Li Yihao was wandering alone in the towering lobby. His figure was like a lonely silhouette, appearing and disappearing in the dim and flickering light. His steps were steady and decisive, and every step seemed to be stepping on the heavy floor of the lobby. There is a deep and powerful echo on the historical stone slab. At this time, a rush of footsteps broke the silence in the lobby, and a subordinate official rushed in quickly. His figure was half sunk in the mud, as if he had just struggled out of a melee, and there was no trace of damage on his body. Wet, water drops dripping down the corners of his clothes, and his pale face reflected extreme exhaustion and nervousness.

This scene made Li Yihao's eyebrows furrow involuntarily. It was an emotion mixed with boredom and concern. He stared at the subordinate, with a deep worry in his words, "What kind of situation is this? You actually let you So embarrassed.”

As soon as Xu Lifu stood still, before he had time to calm down his violently heaving chest, he tried his best to squeeze out a wry smile to show his loyalty, as if the smile was dug out from the bottom of his heart with all his strength. He reported to Li Yihao: "Your Excellency, I have quickly sent people to the houses of Zhou and Ji to investigate the situation. Fortunately, they are both safe and sound and have not been affected by the flood. However, Chen Ju's house in the east is located in a low-lying area. , has been severely ravaged by the flood demon, but please rest assured, we have dispatched a boat to the rescue as soon as possible, and have properly placed Chen Juren and his family in a spacious restaurant to temporarily shelter from the storm."

Those who are in crisis are very grateful for your resolute actions and caring about the sufferings of the people. They have expressed their intention to jointly submit a letter to the court to commend you for your decisive, efficient and outstanding achievements in this disaster relief action. They mentioned that after the flood recedes, they will mobilize the people in the city to jointly write a letter to the people to praise your noble sentiments and pragmatic style of caring for the people like a loving father, being on the front line, and sharing the difficulties with the people.

In the white grass pavilion, several scholarly and elegant scholars stood guard in the corner where they were studying scriptures. Although the sedans and horses waiting outside were enough for them to go home and relax, they were worried that this would disturb the tranquility of the adults, and they all spoke sincerely. : "Your kindness is as vast as a river, and we cannot repay it in kind. We can only place our hope that when we meet again in the future, we can kowtow to express our deep gratitude." Whenever these three heavy words "Book of All Peoples" are heard in the public As the news spread quietly, an undercurrent of joy seemed to surge in Li Yihao's heart. This is the highest honor an official can achieve. If he can personally hold this document filled with the voices of the people and present it to the Supreme Being, his favored status in the court will undoubtedly be as high as the rising sun. Climbing up, the brilliance becomes more and more intense.

At this moment, even Lin Xiaofeng, who has always been full of energy and motivation, seems to be eclipsed in the face of such glory, and it is difficult to keep pace with Li Yihao. On Li Yihao's resolute yet scholarly face, a touch of unnoticeable joy gently passed by, like a gentle ripple in the autumn water, fleeting. He leisurely put his hands behind his back and focused his eyes on the plaque in the hall that carried countless vicissitudes of life. Traces of history and stories of time flowed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and spoke from the bottom of his heart with emotion: "These seemingly trivial matters are actually related to the people's livelihood and education. Although I am only a parent of Jin Linfang, I always remember to lead by example, give my best, and work hard. , but I hope that I can truly spread blessings to the people of this land. However, time does not wait for us. In a blink of an eye, I will be relieved of my heavy responsibility and leave this land where I have sweated and sweat. I can no longer continue to bring more blessings. This sentiment spreads among the people, and my heart is filled with deep regret and reluctance." In these words, the narrative charm of the poet's style is vividly displayed, the characters are full of emotion, and the scenes are vividly and delicately depicted. , as if leading the readers into a historical picture full of joys and sorrows.

Emperor Jingjiang, the emperor who carried the admiration of all the people and the heavy burden of the country, now turned his majestic eyes to the subordinate staff standing beside him, his face as solemn as the earth covered with autumn frost. His words were resounding, and every word revealed a determination that could not be evaded: "You should set off immediately and quickly convey my will to those who study silently under the cold window in pursuit of the true meaning of knowledge. After I leave, Before I take off this dragon robe, I will visit and communicate with them one by one, and discuss the mysteries of knowledge together. This will be my final contribution to Jin Linfang and my deep attachment to this land and its people. This matter is not appropriate. Slow down, move quickly!”

Facing such an order, the subordinates' expressions changed rapidly, just like the ever-changing sky. They were shocked by this sudden imperial order, and their hearts were filled with ups and downs. He couldn't help but think to himself: Will he have to set foot on that windy, rugged road again? At this moment, although the rain in the sky has weakened slightly, the chaos and obscurity between heaven and earth has not completely faded away, and the road ahead is still full of hardships.

I saw that the subordinate's legs were as heavy as lead, and he was exhausted. He had just rested briefly in the hall, but he already felt as if his feet were carrying majestic mountains on his back. Every step he took was struggling in the mud. It was extremely difficult. . His figure appears more lonely and tenacious in the dim light and shadow, like a lone boat, wading through the waves in a windy and rainy sea, running on the road to fulfill his mission with a heavy trust on his shoulders.

However, the importance of official duties is like a towering mountain. Even if the physical fatigue has reached its peak, one still has to obey Mr. Li's strict instructions with a heart of stone. In the eyes of the subordinate, a determined light quietly flashed across, like the stars on a cold night, weak but extremely resolute. He gritted his teeth, and the clenching sound echoed in the empty lobby, like the dull bass of the collision of stones, forcing a low but sonorous word "he" from the depths of his throat. His head drooped slightly, and the movement of lowering his head was like a heavily-laden camel looking for an oasis in the long yellow sand. He stepped out of the threshold of the lobby staggeringly but unswervingly, and his figure gradually melted hazy and continuous outside the door. in the rain.

As the subordinate official disappeared, Li Yihao's gaze did not follow him, but slowly moved to the ground and water in the hall. The standing water was not calm, but it reflected his deep and majestic eyes like a mirror, as if he could see into the world and people's hearts. At this moment, he suddenly turned around and his voice was as deafening as a bell: "Come here! Clean up the water here immediately. I am going to the Huanghuang court. How can I tolerate the slightest stain and desecration in the dignified hall!" These words were loud and loud, and everyone The words are like striking stones, showing his decisive and authoritative demeanor, as well as his supreme dignity that cannot be questioned by anyone. After giving the instructions, Li Yihao sung an unknown tune from his mouth. The notes were like wild horses running wild, leaping and circling in the empty and lonely hall. It seemed like a mocking monologue or a narcissistic whisper. His eyes slid leisurely outside the hall, where the drizzle was weaving into a hazy world. This sight did not depress him in the slightest, but instead made him feel refreshed and enlightened, as if a heavy iron burden had been lifted off him. The shackles gave me the long-lost relaxation and joy.

"Lin Xiaofeng, Lin Xiaofeng, just wait and see what happens. Let's see how you lose every step of this game and end up in despair." Li Yihao secretly strategized in his heart, and a proud and cunning smile quietly appeared at the corner of his mouth. The smile lines were like ripples. The sparkling stream flows with the mystery of wisdom and power, and it also indicates that a silent but fierce duel is about to be staged between the haze and the sunshine.

At this moment, the wind and rain stopped for a while, and several carriages were speeding along the muddy road, aiming directly in the direction of Jin Linfang. Lin Xiaofeng and Emperor Jingjiang rode in a spacious carriage together. The space inside the carriage was small and dull, and the atmosphere was like cotton wool soaked in rain. It pressed heavily and sticky on their hearts. The embarrassment was subtle and difficult to describe. Emperor Jingjiang closed his lips tightly, like a bottomless ancient well of silence. There was no words, only his deep eyes drifted from the gap in the window to the passing scenery from time to time, as if they could penetrate the layers of fog and reach the distant scenery. The secret lies.

Lin Xiaofeng's face was full of confusion and confusion. After the scene at the White Horse Temple, he never sent anyone to find out what happened to Jin Linfang. In his eyes, although Li Yihao has a great reputation, after all, he is just an ordinary person, not enough for him to worry too much; on the other hand, he also knows that he is fully committed to governing Beilangfang and does not have much energy for other trivial matters. Invested, thinking that the exploration was of no real significance. Lin Xiaofeng's Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, and he hesitated to speak. Looking at Emperor Jingjiang's serious and almost frozen face, he finally swallowed back the words that came to his mouth. The thoughts turbulent in his heart were like waves hitting a rock. .

Emperor Jingjiang, the man who held the dragon robe for all the people in the world, was always deep in the whirlpool of contemplation during the bumpy carriage journey, like a beast walking alone in the dark night, his eyes bright but full of worries. He repeatedly weighed and considered how to deal with the person named Li Yihao. This name was like a huge stone in his mind, repeatedly sharpening his reason and emotions.

If he had not personally set foot in the messy area of ​​North Langfang and witnessed the devastation after the disaster, perhaps he would have the dignity of an emperor, wave his sleeves calmly, and let the matter go with an understatement. After all, natural disasters and man-made disasters have caused many disasters. Let the overwhelming elements take over. However, the world is so hot and cold, and those so-called scholars in the world often fall into the quagmire of power struggles and cannot extricate themselves, forgetting the suffering of the people and the hardships of their livelihood. However, at this moment, the dramatic changes in Beilangfang that he witnessed with his own eyes were like a bright mirror, which aroused many waves in his heart. In contrast, the originally hidden anger did not diminish because of this, but instead burned like dry wood and became unbearably hot.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage has arrived at Jinlinfang, and the surrounding crowds here are surging like a tidal wave. The densely packed crowds are tightly surrounded, with no gaps to be found, as if it is a microcosm of hell on earth. Lin Xiaofeng stared at this thrilling scene, his heart filled with mixed emotions that were hard to describe. Everything in front of him was like a heavy hammer, with a huge force, mercilessly hitting his heart of sincerely asking for life for the people and worrying about the country. It left a deep imprint on the people's hearts.

The carriage of Emperor Jingjiang and his entourage was like an unsheathed sharp blade, slicing through the bustling crowd without hesitation and speeding straight towards the direction of the government office. This movement quietly fermented under Li Yihao's eyes, like a time bomb about to explode. An indescribable uneasiness gradually grew and spread in his heart. His face turned pale instantly, and a touch of panic passed through his eyes. But in this panic, he still maintained an indescribable calmness. That kind of calmness was like a stubborn stone, standing firm in the wind and rain. . He quickly put down the scroll with mottled handwriting that he was studying carefully. The sound of rapid footsteps echoed in the empty public room. He knew that a major showdown related to fate was quietly beginning.

In that public room, which was dim and quiet like dusk, the dim yellow light spread quietly, reflecting Li Yihao's face full of doubts at the moment. That face was like a picture polished by time, delicate and deep. His brows were furrowed, like an unfinished work in the hands of a sculptor, with a thick line of worry deeply imprinted in it that could not be dispelled. Originally, he wanted to wander leisurely in this vast world of words, letting his thoughts shuttle between the streams of words like fish. However, the outside world suddenly broke the tranquility at this time, like a sudden stone, breaking the silence. The calmness of the lake.

This pebble of news was thrown impartially into the middle of the lake in his heart, forcing him to look up from the abyss of the book and try to refocus his eyes on those familiar words. However, the concentration he once immersed in it has receded like a tide. Although the words on the page are still clear, they have become blurred in his sight and can no longer be condensed into a clue to guide the way. As a result, he had no choice but to lower his head and maintain a posture that seemed to be concentrating on reading. In fact, his mind had already broken away from the shackles of the book and wandered to the unknown world outside the door.

In this oppressive and almost suffocating silence, a clerk's face was as pale as an autumn leaf, and his breathing was so rapid that he seemed to have just experienced a life-and-death run. He slammed open the door of the public room, and his words were laced with emotion. With a sense of urgency that could not be concealed: "Sir! Something bad has happened. A large number of soldiers and horses suddenly gathered in the square, like dark clouds covering the sun, and a team of carriages came rushing towards me. Their momentum was like breaking bamboo, pointing directly at me!" Falling, the air in the entire public room seemed to freeze instantly, condensing into a hard and cold stone, pressing on everyone's heart.

When Li Yihao heard this news, his inner confusion was like a bud bursting out of the ground in the spring rain, growing vigorously in an instant. His deep eyes revealed a light like twinkling stars. While he was laying out and weaving the possible context of the situation in the depths of his brain at a speed as fast as a storm, his throat was deep and strong, as if from the deepest part of his chest. Asked: "What kind of person dares to show such arrogance and domineering behavior in this prosperous world?"

When the junior official saw the suspicious look on his master's face and the dignity in his words, he couldn't help but become more and more nervous. Beads of sweat as fine as needle tips instantly appeared on his forehead. Even in his panic, he did not forget to respond quickly: "Initial inspection shows that, This group of people seems to come from the factory guard organization of the palace guards, but there are also some unidentified minor characters mixed in. "

"Factory guards are dispatched..." Li Yihao muttered in a low voice. These words were like a huge stone thrown into the middle of a lake, causing ripples and echoing in his heart. He knew very well that being able to mobilize factory guards was no ordinary person, and no one except His Majesty the Supreme Lord had this authority. If the report in front of you is true, does it mean that His Majesty is so concerned about this gambling incident that he personally came to Jin Linfang to see what happened? Or is it because many colleagues have exaggerated and exaggerated that this matter is related to the country, His Majesty was very moved when he heard it, and he was eager to witness the truth behind this farce, so he did not hesitate to use heavy royal troops to stage such a grand battle?

All kinds of speculations and questions surged up and down in Li Yihao's heart like a tidal wave, but the figure at the center of the storm became increasingly hidden, and his movements became more calm and sophisticated. He took all the changes in the world into his hands and let the outside world No matter how wind and rain shake him, he remains unmoved.

A faint but deep smile appeared at the corner of Li Yihao's mouth. The smile lines subtly curved into a crescent moon, rising quietly in the dark night before dawn, like a wise man in the dark night chewing on the upcoming sunrise. His mind was like thoughts grinding on a whetstone, pondering the reasons behind Emperor Jingjiang's sudden arrival - no doubt driven by the daily outpouring of praise from his fellow academics and the private good stories passed down by old ministers. the result of.

His inner speculation became more and more certain that Emperor Jingjiang's personal visit to this place was not an unforgettable adventure, but a logical and reasonable thing. The joy brought by this certainty overflowed in his chest, rippling like spring water breaking through the ice, spreading to every nerve ending in his body. Therefore, Li Yihao waved his arms decisively and issued urgent and solemn instructions to the officials waiting on the side: "Gather the troops quickly and make sure that everything to welcome the Holy Emperor is flawless!" The words were loud and clear, with a sense that time cannot wait for us. Sense of urgency.

However, at the moment when his figure flashed across the threshold of the Yamen like a gust of wind, an unexpected scene appeared in front of him: sewage was raging in front of the door, spreading horizontally, like a disgusting splashed ink picture, ugly And reality spreads out underfoot. Faced with such an unbearable scene, Li Yihao hesitated when he took a step. The foot hanging in mid-air was still struggling between clean and dirty, as if every inch of movement carried a major decision about dignity and power.

After a brief tangle, his eyes flashed with determination and he stepped into the sewage resolutely. However, he did not expect its depth, so that the sewage instantly reached his knees, causing his body to sway and almost fell into the water. In the torrent of fishy stench. He frowned and pinched the wings of his nose to resist the stench. At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into a raptor in the mire. Although he was in trouble, he still moved carefully in the muddy water, and every step was heavy. And resolutely, trying to find a path to dignity in this filth.

When everything was properly arranged and the crowd gathered like a tide, Li Yihao stood resolutely in the center of the sewage. His figure seemed to be distant under the turbid and rippled water, like a thickly colored silhouette. At this moment, just in time, Emperor Jingjiang's carriage arrived leisurely. The timing was so precise, it seemed like the climax of a drama carefully arranged by the hand of fate, appearing at the most fascinating moment.

Li Yihao's heart was filled with uncontrollable excitement. He stared closely at the majestic and familiar face that quietly emerged from the gap in the carriage curtain. Emperor Jingjiang's steps were steady and powerful. Every step he took seemed to stir up ripples on the lake of his heart, reaching the deepest part of his heart. Just when he was about to speak and reminded in a hoarse and urgent voice: "Your Majesty, I am a humble minister...", Emperor Jingjiang stepped straight into the sewage without any hesitation.

This sudden move made Li Yihao stunned for a moment, but he quickly stopped his shocked expression, gritted his teeth, and showed determination and determination on his face. Without hesitation, he knelt down in the filthy water and kowtowed heavily. The dull sound echoed above the sewage, like a heavy oath. At this moment, his whole body was immersed in the pungent, sticky muddy water, his clothes were soaked, and he was wrapped in coldness and embarrassment close to his body, but his eyes were so firm, as if they were cast with a brand of loyalty and endless love for the king. of respect. In this way, he used his own body to pave a road for Emperor Jingjiang that, although dirty, was full of loyalty and purity. Even if the dirty water soaked into his skin, it could not tarnish the fiery loyalty and persistence in his heart.

Li Yihao, a veteran who has experienced the vicissitudes of the court, is like a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time. His face is full of traces of time, and today he has a specious smile. That smile is like a smile that has been repeatedly tempered by life. A dull knife, although its edge is no longer sharp, still has to squeeze out a glimmer of light at critical moments. He straightened his waist like a vigorous ancient pine, and his high-pitched and passionate voice echoed endlessly in the splendid palace: "I stand here respectfully to welcome the Holy Emperor! For some reason, I was unable to pick up the Emperor in time. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me. Sin!" These words were intertwined with trembling fear and deep awe of the emperor's boundless grace.

At this moment, Li Yihao's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a hawk, passing through the crowd, he caught a figure quietly appearing behind Emperor Jingjiang - Lin Xiaofeng. Lin Xiaofeng, a young man, was pinching the wings of his nose in an almost arrogant and contemptuous manner at this moment, with an expression like a discerning art connoisseur, examining every dirty ripple in the water. This picture is like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, which aroused many waves in Li Yihao's heart. Doubts were like dark clouds: How could this man appear on such a solemn and solemn occasion when he usually stayed away from the temple? Could it be that there is a deeper meaning in it?
As for Lin Xiaofeng, a person who usually has a high level of vision, after witnessing Li Yihao's extreme flattery skills, he felt a huge turmoil deep in his heart. He saw that Li Yihao could not only bend his knees like a willow and flatter him, but what was even more astonishing was that he could be as steady as a rock in the face of that pool of extremely filthy things, without changing his expression at all. This endurance and adaptability, Lin Xiaofeng's heart was filled with shock, as if he had been given a slap in the face, awakening his understanding of the complex side of human nature.

Lin Xiaofeng secretly regretted it and felt slightly guilty for his previous contemptuous attitude towards Li Yihao. This emotion accumulated in his chest, turned into a cold breath, and was quietly released with his warning: "Master Li, please see clearly the filth accumulated in this pool, the weight of its stench, and the degree of filth. What’s more, it’s not appropriate for the Holy Master to stop here for even a moment.”

As soon as these words came out, the air froze instantly, as if time had stopped at this moment. After hearing this, Li Yihao's expression suddenly changed, and the humble smile he had deliberately maintained broke instantly like ice. A sense of nausea was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, quickly rushing from the bottom of his stomach to his throat. He tried his best to suppress the physical discomfort. The veins on his forehead popped out and were visible, and the twisted and squirming blood vessels were like hidden under the skin. The earthworm twisted wildly driven by anger and humiliation.

Li Yihao's eyes widened with anger, and the blazing flames in his eyes were directed towards Lin Xiaofeng. The sullenness and deep humiliation contained in those sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls. His eyes were like an invisible sword, fiercely gouging Lin Xiaofeng with endless indignation and unspeakable pain. This scene was silent but intense, like the calm before the storm, foreshadowing an upcoming emotional storm. .

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire field was like the hardest ice of the Ice Age condensing instantly. An indescribable embarrassment was like three dark and heavy chains, silently falling from the sky, tightly wrapping the huge space, as if Even the air became stagnant. Emperor Jingjiang's originally solemn and solemn face became as gloomy as a dark cloud covering the sun under the impact of Lin Xiaofeng's sudden remarks. The depression and load in his heart were already like carrying a huge mountain on his shoulders, but at this moment, he was unexpectedly overwhelmed by this sentence. The words hit him accurately, breaking the original tenacity and calmness.

In the depths of Emperor Jingjiang's eyes, a complex expression quietly flashed across his face. It was a unique light intertwined with doubts, dissatisfaction, and alertness to unknown variables. He glanced slightly sideways at Lin Xiaofeng. That glance seemed to contain a thousand words, but it was full of majesty in the silence. Afterwards, Emperor Jingjiang took a deep breath, as if to absorb all the complex emotions into his belly, in order to stabilize his turbulent mind.

I saw that his steps were firm and powerful, and each step seemed to strike on the nervous heartstrings of everyone as he stepped into the inner hall step by step. His face looked indifferent yet majestic at the moment, and he slowly uttered four words - "Let's talk in detail inside". These four words were like huge rocks cracking the air, resounding in the hall that was so quiet that one could almost hear the heartbeat. The lingering sound is shocking.

After Emperor Jingjiang's figure in dragon robes landed safely on the throne decorated with intricate dragon patterns, a group of important ministers followed closely behind him, entering the hall in an orderly and rapid manner like a school of fish returning to the abyss, each looking for the emperor. own position. At this moment, the atmosphere in the lobby became increasingly solemn, like an iron block that had been hit hard by a hammer. It was heavy and full of tension, making it impossible to breathe.

Emperor Jingjiang's gaze was a gentle yet sharp beam of light, just like the warm sunshine leisurely falling on the mottled patches of newly melted snow in spring, with warmth but insight. He slowly turned around and faced Li Yihao, a minister who was well-known in both the government and the public for his diligent political affairs and winning the hearts of the people. He was a pillar of the imperial court who had been tempered by the years and became more stable and solid.

His tone was as gentle as trickling water, but it contained waves of praise and expectation, as if every word and every sentence was gently tapping people's hearts: "Li Aiqing, I heard that you manage the place well, and the people have good reputation and praise. You treat the people like your own children, and your sincerity is admirable. For this reason, I deliberately put aside my status as a ninety-five-year-old man and went to the field to verify whether this praise is true. "

When Li Yihao heard the words of Emperor Jingjiang, his inner excitement was like the Yangtze River surging in an instant, the undercurrent was surging, and the endless joy was like spring thunder exploding, ready to burst out of his chest. However, he knew that as a well-educated scholar who had read poetry and books, he should be reserved and humble, and should not brag and advertise himself like Lin Xiaofeng. So, he used all his strength to suppress the emotional torrent that was about to burst out deep in his heart, but his face still remained as calm and calm as lake water.

He bowed slightly, his eyes firm yet respectful, and responded to the emperor's inquiry: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I am immersed in government affairs every day, working silently like a farmer plowing the fields, and I really have no time to care about the outside world. Various rumors.

As for the reputation of "loving the people like a son", perhaps it is just a word of mouth among the people. The people's kind and kind words are not a false reputation deliberately pursued by Wei Chen. "In this answer, although Li Yihao's words were indifferent, he showed his deep concern for the people's livelihood and his unswerving dedication.

Although Li Yihao did achieve something during his tenure, he regarded it indifferently, believing that it was just the most basic duty that he should perform as an official of the imperial court. What is truly valuable and indispensable is the love for the common people such as his children that is born from the bottom of his heart. Such care and responsibility. His words were like stones falling to the ground, calm and powerful, arousing a short and solemn silence in the lobby, which seemed to be given a thick texture by his words. (End of chapter)