Sheng Shian

"The two ministers of my brachio thighs are pointing and cursing like shrews in the market, how decent!" Emperor Chengming patted the Tie Li elephant pattern on the desk heavily: "Stand back!"

Jiang Tu still knelt down unwillingly, took off the black veil on his head, put it aside and said, "My lord! Qin Huai's words flashed and his behavior was weird, there must be something inside! Although I am a soft-spoken minister, I want to speak out for the students of the world!"

Emperor Chengming watched him quietly for a while.

He said with a half smile: "When did Jiang Shilang even take over the job of Yushitai?"

"I dare not." Jiang Tu said.

Admonitions must be controlled, and blindly persecuting will only anger the superiors.

"I see that you have nothing to dare." The Holy One glanced at Eunuch Lu, pointed to the three scrolls and said, "Open it."

"Your Majesty!" The head of the courtyard still wanted to remonstrate, but Emperor Chengming glanced at him, and he remained silent, stood aside obediently, and straightened his cuffs.

Three long scrolls were unfolded in response.

The paper of the water control map is long but not wide, and several servants are pulled apart and stand side by side, like a three-fold screen fan, embroidered with the most unique water scriptures.

Emperor Chengming sat on the big chair carved with dragons and slowly got up. The thin white drawings could see some lines on the front through the light. His face relaxed a little, and he glanced at the names below, and walked to the front.

Li Yunfu, Fu Jiang, Wen Tong.

Very different styles, very different.

Most importantly - be different.

Emperor Chengming helped Jiang Tu up, patted his hand and said slowly: "Open the map of the Ministry of Industry, let Jiang Shilang look carefully, and see if there is any dust on the pearl."

Jiang Tu opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak.

how come.

Jiang Tu walked up to Li Yunfu's water control map, and turned the lower right corner, revealing the red stamp with the signature of "Li Yunfu from the Ministry of Households in the matter" written in black on a white background on the back.

Obviously not this one.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Huai, but saw that Qin Huai also looked confused.

Qin Huai had never seen this picture of water control before, so he touched his cuff stiffly, recalling the scene when Shen Shaoqing came to send the picture.

"Why is Shen Shaoqing here?" He was comparing the pictures of the crowd, and it seemed that it was difficult to distinguish between them. Seeing him coming, he put away the scroll.

"I accidentally splashed ink on brother Yun Fu just now, his clothes are not straight, please ask me to hand over the drawings." Shen Shi bowed and said.

Qin Huai nodded, pointed to the scroll piled up on the desk like a small mountain bag, and said, "Let's put it there."

Shen did not put it down, but closed the door.

Qin Huai looked at him with a stern face, he seemed to remember Shen Shi's words of prudence and self-protection in the past, and he had a bit of a desire to see off guests: "What does Shen Shaoqing mean?"

Shen Shi suddenly opened the scroll.

Qin Huai lost all other thoughts, this picture of flood control is really ingenious, it caught his attention immediately, he hesitated for a while, and heard Shen Shi ask: "What do you think of this picture?"

Qin Huai paused, his slightly raised eyebrows sank, he cleared his voice, turned his hands behind his back and said stiffly, "It's okay."

"Because I brought up the matter of the canal in the past, everyone asked me to look at the first draft. If I guessed correctly, Qin Huai will finally decide on the draft written by Li Jishi, Fu Editor, and Wen Shi." Shen Shi explain.

Before Qin Huai went to the case, he took off the top volume and put it aside.

This is Fu Jiang's picture.

He does.

As for Li Yunfu's, when he saw it just now, he knew it had to be him.

But Qin Huai felt that he had bad intentions even more when he heard this, and said with disgust: "Shen Shaoqing's tone is so loud, you dare to believe in falsehoods before the picture that Minister Wen said has arrived, and you are not afraid of slipping your tongue."

Shen Shi lowered his eyebrows and did not refute his words, but rolled up Yun Fu's drawing carefully and carefully.

The light outside gradually shifted, and the room seemed darker. Under the dim yellow light, Shen Shi's face had a kind of compassionate face.

This made Qin Huai very uncomfortable, he stretched out his hand and said, "Put it down, you can go."

The strange thing is, Shen didn't give him the picture, but hid it in his cuff instead.

Qin Huai didn't want to pay any attention to him anymore, he wanted to open the door to ask someone to come out after passing him.

His hand was on the latch.

"Plagiarism." He heard Shen Shi say in a low voice: "Headmaster, this construction may lead to plagiarism."

Qin Huai jumped on his forehead, turned around and asked, "Who is it? What evidence do you have?"

"Just guessing."

Qin Huai thought that Shen was playing tricks on him, and his face was so blue.

Shen Shi went on to say: "The three of us met in Zuixian Tower last night, but when we came back, we had diarrhea at the same time. It's just in time for the deadline, doesn't the director feel strange?"

"Diarrhea?" Qin Huai was very wary of him. Even though he was a little suspicious, he was even more unwilling to believe him: "Just guessing without any real evidence, is this how Dali Temple judges cases?"

Shen folded his hands, the drawings were in his long sleeves, unexpectedly he couldn't see the shape: "If there is any plagiarism, the head of the courtyard, as the person in charge, cannot absolve himself of the blame."

"A gentleman is not afraid of the words of villains, I have a clear conscience, so what should I be afraid of!" Qin Huai disagreed.

Shen Shi took out the blueprint from his cuffs, held it to Qin Huai with both hands, and said, "There is only one person uploaded to Shengting. I don't know who the director wants..."

"But what if Elder Song Ge is involved?" Shen said.

Song Ge is always cautious and independent, and the new party has been unable to find the direction of impeachment. If there is a scandal of plagiarism among his disciples...

Qin Huai took the picture, his heart was shaken, but he opened the door and said: "I don't think I have heard of what happened today, please leave quickly. If you continue to talk nonsense, don't blame me for participating in your book to interfere in the selection, The charge of slandering a courtier."

Shen bowed in salute and backed out.

He knew that Qin Huai was an upright person who could disregard his own safety, but if he had always respected Song Ge, he would be more cautious.

As for the others, it can only depend on good luck.

After Shen Shi left, Qin Zhangyuan opened Li Yunfu's picture again, his eyes were approving, but his chest became heavier and heavier.

Not long after, Wen Tong came, and the director had just rolled up the drawing, and it was randomly placed in a pile of chaotic and orderly drawings, making it difficult to distinguish.

He remembered Shen Shaoqing's words, so he asked Wen Tong to unfold the drawings and look at them, and the director looked up and sighed.

Sure enough, these three people were exactly what he had in mind.

Qin Huai thought for a while, and motioned Wen Tong to roll up the drawings. He walked to the purple lacquered tray next to the golden mountain, and selected two rolls from the snow-capped drawings and put them on the tray.

Then, facing the pale-faced Wen Tong, he tapped the tray and said, "Put yours here, and you can leave."

The headmaster ignored him, and walked around the room twice with his hands behind his back in thought.

By this time Wen Tong had left.

When the deadline came, he picked up the tray and put it down again. He took the top roll and stuffed it into his cuff. He took someone's roll from the other side and put it in the tray.

Thinking, if all is well, he will present it from his cuff.

If there is an accident...

To humiliate a brilliant maester?

Qin Huai didn't know.

The imperial study room was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

Jiang Tu's face was red and white, and it was wonderful.

Emperor Chengming squeezed his chin in his spare time, looked at the water control map, and asked aggressively: "Jiang Shilang, I'm still waiting for your opinion."

Like swallowing a fly, Jiang held his breath and said, "I have no objection."

The crooked black gauze hat on his head, which he had just taken off, was extremely funny at this moment.

Emperor Chengming said: "Jiang Shilang is full of knowledge and knowledge, and he is in charge of civil construction and the use of utensils. Don't waste your talent and waste time in irrelevant places."

Then he waved his hand and asked someone to take the drawings.

"I would like to obey the sacred instructions." Jiang Tu clasped his hands together and put them on the ground, kneeling down with a stern face and embarrassment.

"No!"

Qin Huai suddenly stopped the servant from accepting the pictures.

Emperor Chengming raised his eyes and bumped the pen container with his elbow. He picked up the fallen brush and said, "Qin Zhangyuan, you have worked hard to build this project..."

"Your Majesty, I owe the king's kindness, and deserve death!" Qin Zhangyuan knelt down, took a drawing from his sleeve, and held it high above his head.

Emperor Chengming's eyes sank, straightened the last crooked brush, and smashed the pen container on the table with his wrist.

"Qin Zhangyuan!" Emperor Cheng Ming turned to look at him, Qin Huai knelt down and looked at death like home, Emperor Cheng Ming was dumbfounded again, took the blueprint from his hand angrily, and looked up at the blueprint of the Ministry of Industry in the servant's hand.

Jiang Tu on the side put on his crown and hat, with an unpredictable expression.

Emperor Chengming held the drawing tightly and said in a low voice, "Who made it."

Qin Huai said: "The Ministry of Households gave Li Yun a letter in the matter."

Jiang Tu stood up straight for a few minutes. Although he was puzzled, he knew that he needed to take advantage of the victory and pursue him: "Why does he have two works?"

Qin Huai clenched his hands into fists, and said with great determination, "It's what I did! Last night, several talented scholars in the Imperial Academy fell ill. I was afraid that someone would steal the day, so I hid my favorite work. After thinking about it, I will replace it in front of the palace and present it to the Holy One."

Emperor Chengming asked, "Then why did you present it now?"

Jiang Tu listened attentively, and things changed, and if he was not careful, he could easily be tricked.

Qin Huai glanced at Jiang Tu, and Emperor Cheng Ming followed his gaze. He said: "When I came, I was stopped by Lord Liu, and Lord Hou even flipped over the drawings. I was even more frightened and didn't dare to show the drawings to others. .”

"Master Hou, what are you doing here?" Emperor Chengming smiled to himself, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Jiang Tu was surprised, could it be that Master Hou helped him, and he changed his sex?

"I don't know." Qin Huai said again: "But when I saw the water control map of the Ministry of Industry, I knew that I had failed in my responsibility. I made a mistake in leaking the manuscript. I must die!"

Qin Huai kowtowed and said with a choked voice, "But there is nothing wrong with the Hanlin, please be careful!"

Jiang Tu's heart skipped a beat, pointing at him and scolding passionately: "You made such a mistake, how dare you quibble! It's not your Hanlin's fault, or the Ministry of Industry copied your work!"

He said again: "Let me ask you, when did you get this picture!"

Emperor Cheng Ming squinted at him.

Jiang Tu restrained himself a little.

"Today's court." Qin Huai nodded and said, "How can I get such a secret document from the Ministry of Industry under Jiang Shilang's strict management!"

Jiang Tu twitched the corner of his mouth contemptuously: "Of course he can't, what if Song Ge is old?"

"The number one scholar in Daqi, how can you allow you to slander him!" Qin Huai cursed.

"I don't dare." Jiang Tu immediately knelt down: "It is well known that Li Jishi is the direct disciple of Song Ge, and I am afraid that the traitor will deliberately set the blame on him. In order to protect the reputation of the old man, I ask the third division to intervene!"