Rebellious officials bow their heads

Mr. Mu He was kicked and sat on the ground. No one had dared to do this to him before. He was stunned for a few breaths. After recovering, an uncontrollable anger surged in his chest, but he saw who the person in front of him was. In the end, the anger was like being poured with a basin of cold water, and it was extinguished with white smoke.

Xie Linze held Ji Liu in his arms, without turning his head, he said to Ji Han who was slowly sliding down the tree cautiously: "Fix the trouble you caused."

Mu He patted his ashes and stood up, cowardly and unwilling to say something, but Xie Linze had already left to the side, he quickly shouted: "Stop!"

Xie Linze stopped, turned to look at him, Ji Han stepped forward to block his sight, and said to Mu He in a calm tone: "I threw the bird egg, if you have any questions, please contact me."

Although Mu He came from a Zanying family and was able to wield knives and guns since he was a child, for some reason, he still lacked confidence in the face of Ji Han cultivated by the scholarly family. Wait!"

After leaving these words, he immediately turned around and ran away angrily.

This Liangzi is considered to be a conclusion. After leaving the palace, the eldest son Mu couldn't swallow this breath, but he couldn't trip Ji Han in the palace. He thought of an idea. Grandfather Yang, General Mu, wrote a note to the emperor and praised it first. Yiyi Taifu is a famous Confucian in the world, Wang Yanghaobo, a famous teacher who gave birth to a high-ranking disciple, and his disciples admire him very much. It probably means that he will enter the palace with Ji's family and study with the prince.

Emperor Zhaode naturally treated everyone equally, and approved with a swipe of his pen.

On the second day, another group of disciples from the sect of military officers and generals headed by Mu He was welcomed in the main hall.

When His Royal Highness walked into the school, the two noisy factions were facing each other fiercely. Seeing him, they immediately became quiet. Xie Linze smiled at them, "It's so lively."

All of you here have heard or experienced his ability, only dare to quarrel with the surnamed Ji, dare not provoke him, and go back to the desk with your books in your hands like a cold cicada, waiting for your master to give a lecture.

When Xie Linze was away, Mu He and the others let go of their hands and feet, and secretly troubled Ji Han and others all day long, causing deep hatred between the two parties and disturbing the entire palace.

Emperor Zhaode had a headache because of this, and issued a decree, ordering his master to take out the papers to test their homework, and use their grades to decide whether they can stay in the palace.

Now that the two sides have the goal of competition, they compete with each other, the chaotic atmosphere in the school changed, and everyone competed to win the top spot, among them Ji Han Bo Wen Qiang Ji is the most, Mu He has a weaker foundation, but he is unwilling to lag behind. Strong endorsement.

Xie Linze still walked around leisurely with Ji Liu.

On the day of the exam, the master gave a title titled "Natural disasters have existed since ancient times, but this autumn will be lost in obscurity."

Xie Linze settled down with a careless expression, and finished writing an article on flood control citing scriptures and allusions, and then saw that Ji Liu didn't care about anything, and was still sleeping.

He looked up to see that the teacher was not paying attention, picked up the two test papers and changed them.

After the exam in the morning, the results were announced in the afternoon. When the master revealed that the leader was Ji Liu, everyone in the room almost lost their eyes in shock.

You have to know that Ji Liu just came in with the disciples of his family to dawdle, and he didn't even read the Four Books and Five Classics.

Under the eyes of everyone, Ji Liu received the reward from his master, with a dazed expression on his face.

Ji Han immediately figured out what was going on, and turned to Xie Linze, "You wrote that paper?"

Xie Linze propped his chin with one hand, and blinked his left eye at him.

To say that the conflict between civil servants and military officials is great, it can be vividly reflected in the younger generation. The younger generations of the Jimu family look down on each other. .

This intensified smell of gunpowder was interrupted by an incident, that is, Prince Beiluo brought envoys to the palace to pay tribute, and bumped into this group of famous queens when they were kicking Cuju. It was Qing Ci who happened to stop this group of young masters as he passed by, otherwise he would not be able to explain to Emperor Zhaode if the situation became serious.

"The barbarians in Beiluo didn't want to play Cuju with us at all, they just came to find fault with us!" Mu He said angrily.

"Who is afraid of whom, if they run into me again, they must be beaten to death!" someone said.

"Come on, Beirao people are good at fighting, and they are taller than us. Fighting with them is not enough to lose face." Ji Han said coolly.

Another young master of the Ji family said: "That's right, if Qingci hadn't stopped us, we would not have won a complete victory in the fight. What will happen to our Dazhao's face if something goes wrong?"

Mu He said irritably, "Then what are you going to do?"

Ji Han said: "I'll go ask His Royal Highness the Prince."

Although he had no idea yet, the juniors all agreed with this sentence, and unanimously pointed their guns to the outside world very rarely.

That night, a banquet was held in the water pavilion by the lake, and the glazed flower lamp was as bright as day, and a peach blossom tree in full bloom by the water was as bright as clouds, and each flying petal reflected the bright moonlight.

Emperor Zhaode and Empress Huijin sat at the top, and sitting in front of the tables on the left and right were civil and military humerus, and the princes of famous families.

Ji Liu sat in a small corner at the end, indifferent to everything around him, grabbed a piece of pastry on the plate, his eyes lit up after taking a bite, he picked up another piece like a little hamster, he didn't know what he thought of, looking for Wrapped it in a clean veil, and stuffed it carefully into his bosom.

At the banquet, He Liancheng, the prince of Beirao, stood up. He was extremely young, tall and burly, with slightly curly hair tied back randomly, wearing thick fox down, and wearing bone-horn cowhide boots, Chao people spoke loudly in Chinese with a thick accent: "This time, Dazhao is grateful for the hospitality, and I also specially brought a gift from Beiluo."

He clapped his hands as he spoke, and the two followers brought up a jar of fine wine.

He glanced at the young masters of Mu Ji's family on the opposite side, and pulled the corner of his mouth upwards, "I had some quarrels with a few of you because of Cuju, and I happened to use wine as compensation, but I don't know if you are talking about real drinking. Kung fu is so powerful?"

The veins on Mu He's forehead twitched heavily.

Qing Ci passed through the tender moonlight, with a crane cloak draped over his shoulders, and a sky-blue wide-sleeved robe underneath. The guards on both sides of the water pavilion saw him and quickly saluted: "My lord, the feast has begun, please come inside."

Qing Ci nodded gently, and before he got close, he saw the wine jars at the banquet rolling all over the floor, all in disarray, reeking of drunkenness.

When he came to the case table of the young masters, only Ji Han and Mu He could barely hold on, and the rest of the disciples were all drunk and unconscious, "Hasn't Your Highness come yet?"

Mu He stuck out his tongue and said, "I can't find anyone! Who knows where it went?"

Ji Han said dizzily: "The courtiers over there are all drunk, and I, I too..."

There were a few big men standing among Bei Rao's people, He Liancheng in the middle was not even half drunk, Xuanxuan looked at the result with great satisfaction, stepped forward to pour another glass of wine, and said with a sneer: "It's just that..."

At this time, he suddenly paused, and saw a hand protruding from the side to lift the wine jar on the desk, that hand was shining white under the moonlight, with distinct knuckles, as if carved from jade.

A lazy voice sounded from the opposite side, as if he had just woken up: "I accept this gift for Dazhao."

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Important supporting roles, big and small bosses all appear in this chapter!