This sleeve is broken secretly

Rumors are like the plague.Once spread to ten, ten to hundreds, there is no cure, everyone has to be infected to finish.

Rumors of Shen Yan and Xie Ling's broken sleeves spread throughout the entire capital almost overnight like locusts crossing the border.The common people in the market usually don't understand any national conditions and policies, but such romantic gossip is passed on word of mouth and heatedly discussed.I have nothing to do every day and sit in front of the door, eating melon seeds and chatting, and I can even think about things in other people's tents.One by one was spitting, and they were as excited as if they saw it with their own eyes.

It's okay for women to chat, but it's just gossip about the romantic anecdotes of two famous talents; when men get together, they just swear at each other.It's really disgusting to think that there are countless tall men of eight feet in the world, but they are managed by two rabbit masters with broken sleeves in the court.

Xie Ling is also fine, the young man of this family must have been blinded by his passion for a while; but Shen Ying must be a slut.It looks like it is in the hook bar. It is estimated that the number one scholar did not come so easily. I don’t know how many sleeps it takes to climb to the current position. It is no wonder that he does not ooze pus.

Thinking about it now, the "Nanshan Looking for Meilin Ji", which is highly sought after by literati, now seems to be the sex of the two, which is really nonsense.

Amidst the divergent opinions, the two protagonists were unusually silent, neither came out to defend nor deny.As the turmoil of tongues intensified, there were even incidents where drunks ran to Shen's house to urinate in the middle of the night, and Zongjiao'er spit and threw eggs at Shen's carriage.

Helpless, Shen Bing had no choice but to report to the hospital that he was sick at home.At this point, the gate of Shen's house was closed tightly, and the carriages and horses could not come out.There are good people around the blue wall every day to point and point, but they can only vaguely see a laurel tree protruding from the wall outside the courtyard, and there is no news of the owner's breath other than that.Those who want to scold silently hide in this wall, ignore everything, and good people have no choice but to give up after saying a few words.

On the seventh day after the rumor broke out, Emperor Hongwu summoned Xie Yin alone to meet him at Wenyuan Pavilion.

The weather has been getting colder these days.The maple leaves are old, the branches are dry, the magnificence of golden autumn has faded, and the chill of early winter has infected the capital.A thick windproof curtain has been hung in front of Wenyuan Pavilion, and several pots of bonfires have been lit under the porch for the courtiers waiting outside to keep warm.

Xie Qin knelt down on the porch straight, with his waist straight, his neck slightly raised, and his eyes staring straight ahead without blinking.Ever since Emperor Hongwu summoned him into the palace, he had been letting him kneel and wait in this porch, and now more than an hour has passed.During this process, there were also other courtiers coming and going, and when they passed by Xie Jin, they all turned their heads to stare at him, and then muttered a few words in a low voice, which can be said to have attracted the attention of all the people.

However, Xie Ling just stared at the front as if no one else was there, with a sneer of arrogance hanging from the corner of his mouth, as if he was surrounded by a group of donkeys and fat chickens.

After a long time, when the sky was getting dark, an inner eunuch came out of Wenyuan Pavilion slowly, and opened the curtain for him: "Thank you, my lord, the emperor calls you to see me."

Under the illumination of the brazier, Xie Jin's face looked like a carved stone statue.But seeing him shake the hem of his clothes, he stood up slowly.He knelt for more than an hour, logically his legs were already numb, but when he got up now, he didn't even shake his body, he just stood still for a while, and walked up the steps step by step into the hall.

The inner eunuch put the curtain on the door, suddenly felt palpitations for some reason.However, Mr. Xie's handsome face with deep eyebrows and eyes was a bit eerie and strange under the reflection of the braziers on both sides.Based on the gloomy sky that followed, this tall man looked like the demon Rakshasa mentioned in ghost stories, with a copper bell hanging from his waist and a big knife on his shoulder, and he was about to take his life.

Thinking of this, the inner eunuch trembled involuntarily—but after a closer look, there was no such thing as a brass bell or sword, but he was still a noble son of the capital in a blue official uniform.

In an instant, Xie Qin had already passed by, and went straight inside.

The lights in Wenyuan Pavilion were always bright, and Emperor Hongwu was sitting behind the table, reviewing the memorial with a vermilion pen.He should have heard Xie Qin come in, but he didn't look up.

Xie Ling was very calm, lifted his clothes and knelt down again, and waited respectfully with his forehead on the ground.

The room was silent.There were only slight "beeps" from the long candles on all sides, and the occasional slight sound of paper rubbing when Emperor Hongwu turned the pages.

After a long time, Emperor Hongwu finally put down his pen, raised his hand and took a sip of tea: "Why don't you talk?"

"Go back to the emperor," Xie Qin leaned over and said, "I have nothing to say."

"You have nothing to say?" Hong Wudi choked on his tea and was almost amused by him, "Then do you know why I called you into the palace?"

"I know."

"You know, saying you have 'nothing to say'?"

"I know what the emperor is thinking and thinking. I only hate the people who are so panic-stricken like summer flies, chasing and shouting endlessly, making people annoying but there is nothing I can do. I hate myself Single strength is weak, unable to share the worries of the emperor, so I have nothing to say because I am extremely ashamed."

Emperor Hongwu leaned on the back of his chair, looking at Xie Ling probingly, and Xie Ling also let him look at him calmly.

The emperor and his ministers looked at each other for a long time, and Emperor Hongwu suddenly smiled and asked, "Really?"

Xie Ling's expression was calm: "What is the truth of the emperor's question?"

"You and Liangqing." Emperor Hongwu said, "The rumors of the world are true?"

Xie Ling sneered, and said without hesitation: "Fake."

Emperor Hongwu never expected that he would answer so directly, and was stunned for a moment.

"The emperor doesn't believe it? Then how can the emperor trust the minister?" Xie Jin asked back, "I have to be like the casual customers and lazy people in the teahouse eating melon seeds and chatting, forcing the minister to admit that he is a rabbit with a broken sleeve. Pointing at the minister's nose and cursing something like 'cutting the root and bleeding pus' is the end of it?"

Emperor Hongwu laughed: "You are so courageous."

Xie Ling stretched his brows and eyes, followed by a slight smile, bent over to salute but did not argue again.

Talking to smart people doesn't always require talking too much.Emperor Hongwu picked up the ink brush again, unfolded the memorial, and said casually: "You are right, I have people in the world to take care of, and I really don't have time to care about those things in your tent... But if these things involve state affairs, even I I had to ask too."

Having said that, Emperor Hongwu raised his hand, played on the stack of memorials on the first base, and said with a sneer, "These are all because of the gossip these days, I beg you to transfer the two of you from the memorials for the reform of the military field."

The emperor, who was sitting all over the world, smiled faintly, his expression seemed tired or disgusted, and he seemed moody under the dancing candlelight.

"Tell me, in this pile of memorials, how many people really hate your relationship with Liangqing? And how many people want to see the reform of the military field come to an end?"

Xie Ling's eyes fell on the memorial, his eyes were cold.

Emperor Hongwu sighed: "In my life, what I hate the most are those people who think they are smart and have secretive minds. They want to use my hands to destroy my century-old foundation. What do they think I am? Are there only flies humming around carrion in the daytime?"

After saying that, Emperor Hongwu raised the ink pen and said decisively: "The military and political reform cannot be stopped. The war situation in the north cannot be chaotic. Thank you, let's do what you should do."

Xie Rangzhi leaned over to salute, Lang said yes.

"Go and see your aunt." Hong Wudi said indifferently, "There are not many close friends in her palace, and she is often very lonely."