Jinyiwei work report

On the second floor of a small building facing the street, several members of the Nanyuan Poetry Club held a monthly gathering as usual.

Running a college and joining a poetry club is the most basic cultural life of the students of the Guo Dynasty, and the Nanyuan Poetry Club is just the most common one among the large and small poetry clubs in the capital.

Ma Yongyan, the son of an official from the Ministry of War, participated in the Poetry Club before, and he was quite famous. Later, his family suffered a catastrophe, and he himself died.Due to the lack of leading figures, the poetry society suffered a serious loss of members.

From the ten people in the heyday, there are now less than five people left, and today there is still one person who is sick and absent, and there are only four people present.

"This is the template of the printed poetry collection. Please take a look. If there are no mistakes or omissions, I will tell the boss to print [-] copies, [-] copies for each person. You can keep it or give it to relatives and friends." The leading Confucian scholar Xu Xuan said.

This collection of poems collects hundreds of poems created by their poetry club since its establishment.

The other three people each took a copy, flipped through it to find their own names, and checked that they had printed their poems correctly.

Just when everyone was concentrating on reviewing their poems, they suddenly heard a loud bang from downstairs, and before they could react, a pair of Jin Yiwei rushed up with the sound of trampling on the stairs.

"You, what are you doing?" Just as Xu Xuan finished asking, Jin Yiwei rushed up and pressed him on the table.

At this time, a small flag officer who was walking at the end glanced, "Someone has reported you for printing anti-poetry, and you will be taken away!" Pointing to the collection of poems on the table, "Take them all away!"

Prison?When the Confucian scholars heard this, they panicked. The imperial prison is a hell, and no one who enters can come out unscathed. "There is absolutely no place for transgression in our poems! Why are we arrested in the imperial prison?!"

"Whether there is, it's not up to you, take him away!" Xiaoqi officer said harshly.

Everyone knows about the imperial prison, but no one around him has ever entered it, so for Xu Xuan, the imperial prison may be the [-]th floor of hell, but it is far away from the real him. He never dreamed that he would be arrested one day.

When he knelt in the damp, cold prison, he knew that this was no longer a dream, but actually happened.

The walls of the imperial prison were so thick that there was no way to hear each other's voices between the left and the right, and he was held alone, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

There were no windows in the prison, and he couldn't even tell what time it was or how long he had been arrested.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his leg, and instinctively touched it with his hand, and even touched a handful of warm fur.

"Squeak--" is the sound of a mouse running away.

"Ah—there is a mouse—the mouse has bitten someone—" He was so frightened that he was about to cry, and he stood up quickly, stomping his feet non-stop.

At this time, the cell door was opened, and by the light of the corridor, he saw two captains standing at the door.

He retreated into the house in fear, and the two captains said fiercely: "Come out quickly, Master Zhenfu will interrogate you."

With fluttering calves, he walked towards the door tremblingly, was grabbed by the school lieutenant, and pushed to a torture room at the end of the corridor.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man in an embroidered and gorgeous flying fish suit sitting on an armchair, flipping through their poetry collection with no expression on his face.

This interrogation room is surrounded by thick stone walls, and the sound insulation is top-notch. Even if you shout your throat, no one will come to rescue you.

Xu Xuan sneaked a peek at the four walls from the corner of his eye, and saw that there were all kinds of torture instruments hanging on them, each of which was made of pig iron, and he knew the quality passed the standard at a glance.

He was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he knelt down in front of the official in the flying fish suit, "My lord."

Pei Huaixuan's eyes still stayed on the collection of poems, and he didn't even look at him. He read: "In the quiet night and deep in the mountains, the drums and drums are beating. Why do the people of Si people suffer from this time. It comes from Ma Yongyan's "New Year's Eve."

Ma Yongyan's poems are indeed included in Xu Xuan's collection of poems. He mainly thinks that his poems are indeed of a certain level and should be preserved. Moreover, these collections of poems were published internally by members of the poetry club, and he never expected to be reported to Jinyiwei.

Ma Yongyan is the son of a criminal official. It is indeed easy to cause trouble when his poems are included, but his father is the one who is guilty.

Xu Xuan became more courageous, "His father is not fake, but his own poetry is accomplished, so what's the harm in passing it on to future generations?"

After finishing speaking, Zhenfu looked at him coldly from behind the poetry anthology, and he lowered his head in fright.

"Indeed, only Ma Yongyan's poems are good in this collection of poems, and the rest are only a little better than doggerel." Pei Huaixuan sneered: "However, you said that Ma Yongyan's poems are accomplished. It seems that you agree with his poems very much. point of view, do you also want to rebel?"

Xu Xuan desperately recalled, "...Master Mingjian, the student and Ma Yongyan don't actually have a close friendship, and I don't know what he wants to do behind the scenes. When we meet, we really only talk about poetry."

Pei Huaixuan groaned, and read: "Where can I find Fusu in Luanli, and enter the imperial capital by boat overnight. There is no need to burn firecrackers in the courtyard, and the beacon fires on the four mountains are shining brightly."

When Xu Xuan heard it, he was so frightened that his bones crumbled. This is an anti-poetry, why didn't he realize it before.

"This... this..." He hesitated and couldn't speak a complete sentence. Suddenly, the poem was thrown on top of his head, and he immediately knocked his forehead on the ground, "I am wronged, although this book I took the collection of poems for engraving, but Sun Fa was not the one who collected and sorted them. I was only in charge of negotiating prices with the owner of the bookstore. I really didn’t read much about the content. I really don’t know anything. Sun Fa was arrested I wasn't there at the time, but I know where his home is, and I can lead the way to catch him."

No matter, this time I can only take care of myself.

If this kind of thing can't be done well, your head will have to move.

Pei Huaixuan waved lazily, "I know, bring Sun Fa up."

The two captains went out, dragged a bloody man in, and threw him in front of Xu Xuan.

Xu Xuan took a closer look at the half-dead Sun Fa, "My lord, please forgive me—" Xu Xuan cried with tears and snot in his nose, "I really don't know anything, please forgive me. forgive me."

Pei Huaixuan moved his fingers and asked someone to take Sun Fa away, and then said to Xu Xuan who was almost delirious with fright: "Let me ask you, did Ma Yongyan bring a Taoist priest to your poetry club?"

Xu Xuan thought for a while, then nodded desperately, "Yes, yes."

"This poem was actually written by that Taoist priest, and then included under the name of Ma Yongyan?" Pei Huaixuan said lightly.

Xu Xuan couldn't turn the corner for a while, "Taoist? Yes, but he..."

Pei Huaixuan continued: "The Taoist is called Xie Zhongyu, who came from Longhu Mountain. He also said that there are only three families in the world, the royal family, the Confucian family, and their family of Longhushan Tianshi. But there is no two days, only one family. Zun, far above the rest. Right?"

Xu Xuan has read the book anyway, and although he was frightened, he also knew what the other party meant when he said this. It was a confession, "...well, I seem to have said..."

The Taoist did appear together with Ma Yongyan once, but he basically didn't speak. However, Jin Yiwei asked him to say what he said, he didn't want to be like Sun Fa.

Pei Huaixuan said with satisfaction: "Then, will you recognize him when we meet again?"

"Yes, yes!" Xu Xuan said, "It must be possible. He wrote this poem, and he also said the words of the three families in the world! I remember it clearly."

Pei Huaixuan showed a satisfied smile, got up and walked out.

Xu Xuan knelt on the ground, watching the hem of the flying fish suit pass by him until he couldn't see it.

He collapsed to the ground in collapse, the Taoist priest was not his friend, but just a stranger, and he didn't feel so deeply guilty when he framed it.

The most important thing is that since he belongs to Longhu Mountain, he must have a backer and won't be easily dealt with.

He just wants to survive, it can't be blamed on him, can't be blamed on him...

-

Song Yingbai had ordered Mao in the morning, and had just taken a sip of the tea brewed by Fang's family's ink, when the school captain came to report, "My lord, Taoist Master Liao Zhongfang of Shangqing Palace is asking to see you."

Not Xie Zhongyu, but his senior brother?Song Yingbai wondered, but the more unusual it was, the more important something might happen, "Where is it?"

"I'm waiting for you outside the yamen. I said that if it is convenient, I would like you to see him immediately."

Jin Yiwei is not convenient for outsiders to come in, so he had to go out. Song Yingbai put down the teacup, walked out of the courtyard quickly, and came to the gate, and saw Liao Zhongfang running around in a hurry. Seeing him coming, he hurriedly said: "Song Baihu Hurry up and save my junior brother."

"What's wrong with him? Talk slowly." Liao Zhongfang looked very anxious, which made him nervous, but what could happen to Xie Zhongyu?Even if there is a problem, his uncle can solve it.

"He was arrested and imprisoned by the Fusi people in Beizhen." Liao Zhongfang said: "It has been locked up all night. No one is allowed to visit there, and I don't know what the crime is. My uncle told me to be safe and not to worry. , but I was uneasy and always felt that something was going to happen."

"Northern Governor? Prison?" Isn't that my brother's territory? "Don't worry, there may be some misunderstandings, I'll help you ask."

"I've inquired about it, and it was said that the Fusi of Beizhen ordered the arrest. You may not be able to do anything, so please tell Mr. Li, and ask him to help you think of a way."

The apprehension ordered the arrest?If Pei Huaixuan wasn't his brother, there was nothing he could do in his capacity, but now it's different, "Don't worry, I will never just sit idly by."

"I knew he was out of tune every day, and something would happen sooner or later. Oh, anyway, please trouble Mr. Song."

"Don't say that, he's my friend too."

Song Yingbai bid farewell to Liao Zhongfang, and didn't say that he would go back to the yamen for a drink of tea, but went directly to his brother to ask for clarification.

It is likely that the people under him arrested Xie Zhongyu for some reason, but no matter what the reason is, there are people in the court who are easy to handle, and under his own brother's hands, he will definitely be able to find out the truth.

After all, he knew Xie Zhongyu a little bit, and occasionally he got a little angry, but he would never make a big mistake.

Pei Huaixuan expected that Song Yingbai would come, and he was ready to receive him.

As soon as he entered the door, Pei Huaixuan asked someone to show him a seat, and then said with a smile: "Have you had breakfast, here is some dessert, you can eat some."

"I've eaten, but I'm still not hungry." He sat down and took a sip of tea, "I just rushed this way, and I didn't even bother to drink my saliva."

Pei Huaixuan followed him and asked, "Why is it so urgent that you didn't even drink your saliva?"

"Xie Zhongyu, that is the Taoist priest you met at my house last night. He was arrested and imprisoned last night. I want to ask what mistakes he made. Of course, if he really committed a serious crime, he will never Appeasement. It's just that I'm worried that there is some misunderstanding, he has helped me a lot before, and I can't ignore it."

I thought my brother would be shocked, so I immediately sent someone to ask what happened, but he nodded slowly, "I ordered the arrest, and according to my opinion, you'd better leave it alone."

"Why, what crime has he committed? Is it serious?"

"He is rebellious."

Song Yingbai even wanted to laugh because the crime was so outrageous, "A rebellion? Him? Why is he rebellious when he becomes a monk?"

"Now someone has accused him of inscribing anti-poems, and he has repeatedly expressed contempt for the court in his words." Pei Huaixuan took a book of poems from his attendants, and turned to a page for Song Yingbai to read, "I will send someone to track down this Ma Yongyan. It was discovered that he had a close relationship with Xie Zhongyu, and someone testified that this poem was actually written by Xie Zhongyu, but because of his status as a monk, Ma Yongyan was asked to publish it on his behalf."

Song Yingbai's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words Ma Yongyan, because Shi Yao really had a relationship with Ma Yongyan when he borrowed Xie Zhongyu's body.

He frowned and looked down at the poem, "Where can I find Fusu in Luanli, and enter the imperial capital by boat overnight. There is no need to burn firecrackers in the courtyard, and the flames of the four mountains are shining brightly."

After reading it, I was dumbfounded.Indeed, it meets the standard of anti-poetry.

Song Jiang's "dare to laugh at Huang Chao not a husband" is an anti-poem to beheaded. This poem not only "seeks to help Su", but also "enters the imperial capital" and "four mountain beacon fires", which clearly depicts an uprising leader. , the surrounding people rose up, and the flames of war continued.

Fusu is the eldest son and legal heir of Qin Shihuang. After his death, countless insurgents rebelled in his name, and he is a sensitive person.

Song Yingbai remembers a passage from Chen Sheng in "Historical Records", "I heard that the second son is the youngest son, so he should not be established. The one who should be established is the son Fusu." That is to say, whether Qin Ershi is the eldest son or not, the emperor should not be the emperor.

So normally, no one would look for Fusu in his spare time, unless the incumbent was a tyrant or not the heir to the orthodox throne.

He bit his lip, "I think it was written by someone else from the Poetry Club, deliberately framing the dead Ma Yongyan. In addition, they knew that Xie Zhongyu was backed by the Qing Palace on Longhu Mountain, and they deliberately implicated him into the water, muddying the water, so as to get rid of their guilt .”

Pei Huaixuan said: "But I have interrogated, and it is said that Xie Zhongyu also said that there are only three families in the world and so disrespectful. Besides, there is no precedent for Taoist priests to rebel. Maybe, Xie Zhongyu also wants to follow Sun En's example and do something big. Now that witnesses are all there, it's probably inappropriate for you to think otherwise."

"...I just think that witnesses alone are not real evidence. I have a friendship with him, so I have to investigate for him." Although it is impossible to rely on intuition to solve a case, this time, Song Yingbai dared to guarantee it with his feeling, Xie Zhongyu Absolutely wronged.

"I suggest you not to act rashly until the Holy Majesty judges. That's why I found out about this and immediately arrested Xie Zhongyu. Fortunately, I found out. If someone else finds out, it may even implicate you and me. At least now I will first If you arrest him and put him in prison, others will not say that we are in the same group."

Song Yingbai said: "Forget it, let me tell you directly, Xie Zhongyu lost control of his body for a while last year, a monster used his body to befriend Ma Yongyan, so even if it was written by him, it was not actually written by him. Yes, understand?"

"The control of the body was taken away by a monster? Who would believe this kind of reason?" It seems that Xie Zhongyu is still a useless Taoist priest. A guy of this level dares to covet his younger brother, hmph!

"Both Li Zhen and I can testify!" Song Yingbai said, "Although it's complicated, it's the truth. During the days with Ma Yongyan, he was not him."

Pei Huaixuan said: "Do you think this kind of rhetoric can convince His Majesty? If not, you two will be involved. You'd better stop mentioning it. It will only be detrimental to you if you get involved."

This matter will definitely be reported to the emperor. How could the emperor believe that the anti-poetry was written by a monster who was temporarily taken away? Said under control.

Song Yingbai rubbed his temples and said: "But this matter is too serious, really too serious. Anyway, let me try the so-called witnesses. Please, please be accommodating."

Pei Huaixuan couldn't refuse his younger brother's request, and with the testimony of witnesses how many times he had trained, there would be no mistakes, "Well, it's you, if it's someone else, there's no way."

He ordered people to call Xu Xuan up, because Pei Huaixuan had explained it, and Song Yingbai questioned him, but it didn't work, so he had to ask people to go down.

Song Yingbai didn't gain anything from the witness testimony, so he begged again: "I want to meet Xie Zhongyu and say a few words, is that okay?"

This was also expected by Pei Huaixuan, "I'll go with you."

The imperial prison is dark, damp and dirty, combined with the screams of torture, it can be called purgatory.

Because he was here last time, Song Yingbai didn't feel anything. When he came to Xie Zhongyu's cell, he saw that it was cleaned up quite differently from other rooms, and there were oil lamps lighting the walls.

Xie Zhongyu was meditating on the ground, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he sat up happily when he saw Song Yingbai, "I knew you would come to save me."

Song Yingbai had no choice but to pour cold water on him, "I'm afraid I can't just take you out this time, and tell you, you've got a big problem."

Xie Zhongyu was taken aback, "What's the matter?"

Song Yingbai stepped forward, grabbed his collar and said, "You, you, how did you let the stone demon control your body?!"

"Why are you talking about this?" Xie Zhongyu asked in bewilderment, "Since you are here, you should know why I was detained."

"Do you remember Ma Yongyan?" Song Yingbai asked.

Xie Zhongyu shook his head, "Who is it?"

Song Yingbai said: "When you were controlled by the stone demon, you made friends with this person and wrote an anti-poem together! Now that you are accused, you will cause big trouble this time."

Xie Zhongyu was stunned, "I, I will go to the master to testify."

As soon as the words were finished, Pei Huaixuan was standing at the door, "I know you can do a little magic, you'd better not use your brains, if you escape, you will be convicted of the crime."

Xie Zhongyu pointed at Pei Huaixuan and said angrily: "You, it's you, you framed me! I haven't written anything, and I don't remember anything. I don't believe that the emperor will believe your one-sided words indiscriminately!"

Song Yingbai pressed Xie Zhongyu's finger, "You are under the roof now, why don't you know how to bow your head, don't act rashly, your uncle and we will find a way to clear your name."

Xie Zhongyu said bitterly: "How could this happen to me." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but glared at Pei Huaixuan again, this guy must have done it.But just like what Song Yingbai said, he is now being held back by Pei Huaixuan, and he has to go out to scold him if he wants to.

Song Yingbai comforted Xie Zhongyu a few more words, it was not appropriate to say anything more, so he left with Pei Huaixuan.

"The emperor favors everyone in the Shangqing Palace. Xie Zhongyu is here, so torture must not be used." Song Yingbai said: "For my sake, don't treat him harshly."

"Don't worry, he won't be missing from eating and drinking." Pei Huaixuan threatened him, "But I advise you, don't bother with this matter, or you will be implicated."

Song Yingbai's heart is uncertain now, and his brother is also kind, so he can't hold back his neck and insist on taking care of it to the end, so he can only say: "I know."

Pei Huaixuan sent him out, "Also, Li Zhen, you'd better be careful and don't get too close to him."

Song Yingbai was about to go back to discuss with Li Zhen, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with him?"

Pei Huaixuan hesitated, considering that his younger brother hadn't seen through Li Zhen's intentions, it's better not to expose Li Zhen's intentions, otherwise, the other party might be forced to act aggressively.

"It's just that people's hearts are separated from each other. Remember to be careful when you get along with him. Don't be sold out and help count the money. There is nothing good in the world for no reason. He is an outsider and treats you so well. He must have some intentions." .”

Song Yingbai wanted to refute, but seeing his brother's serious face, he couldn't say much, "I remember."

Leaving the imperial prison, he returned to the Jinyiwei yamen non-stop. As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the office where Li Zhen was. collection of poems.

He stepped forward and took the poetry collection away.

Li Zhen looked at him with a smile, "Did you get driven back by Pei Huaixuan? Xie Zhongyu didn't get out either, right?"

"You already knew?"

Li Zhen sighed: "You didn't say to contact me at the first time, but went directly to Pei Huaixuan."

"He was the one who caught him, and I know him again, so of course I chose to go directly to him." Song Yingbai said: "Besides, it's not the time to be close or close. Now, Xie Zhongyu was accused of writing an anti-poetry and imprisoned in the Imperial Prison. Li, what can I do?"

"Just do what you want." Li Zhen sat up straight and continued to read the collection of poems.

Song Yingbai looked at him a little breathlessly, "I know you don't like Xie Zhongyu, but now that he is in danger of killing himself, can't you give up your prejudice and save his life?"

Seeing that he was so serious, Li Zhen couldn't help but patted his cheek with a smile, "Why kill him, he can't die."

"But anti-poetry..."

"The witness is locked in the imperial prison. Give Pei Huaixuan more time. He can even accuse Xie Zhongyu of giving birth to a monk with a pregnancy in October. He can explain clearly from the pregnancy in October to how to raise it. Maybe he can give it to him again." You add a scene where the two fight because of which sect the child converts to." Li Zhen laughed and said, "The emperor is not a three-year-old child, this is an old trick of the factory guard, he won't believe it."

"You mean, Xie Zhongyu was framed by Pei Huaixuan?" Song Yingbai shook his head, "It wasn't him, he just received a report and quickly arrested Xie Zhongyu in order to clear the relationship."

Li Zhen couldn't figure out where Song Yingbai's inexplicable trust in Pei Huaixuan came from, "Okay, there is no evidence for this and shelved for now."

"Don't guess who is behind the scenes, first think about how to rescue Xie Zhongyu, the Sacred Heart is unpredictable, what if the emperor really orders Xie Zhongyu's life?"

Li Zhen put his arms around Song Yingbai's shoulders, and patiently explained, "For the sake of Longhushan's face and the lack of evidence, the emperor will never do anything to him. But at the same time, the emperor will not denigrate and report on anti-poems. People who say that he is making trouble for no reason, if he does that, no one will dare to report suspicious remarks in the future. Therefore, the emperor will not release Xie Zhongyu."

"Then won't he be kept in prison forever?"

This is Pei Huaixuan's purpose. Xie Zhongyu is Song Yingbai's friend. It is unrealistic to kill him. It is best to keep him alive. Lock him up for a year or two. Let alone a rival in love, any enemy will be cool.

"Yeah, anyway, he's been a dog for a year, and he's locked up for two or three years. When the matter is over, he's released again and it's over. There are many people who have been locked up in prison for ten or eight years." Li Zhen said.

"No, no." Song Yingbai said: "Isn't this the same as being sentenced to imprisonment, you have to find a way to rescue him."

"Actually, I have an idea..."

"Really?" Song Yingbai's eyes lit up, "What idea?"

"You're acting like a baby, and I'll tell you." Li Zhen looked at him with a smile.

"No." Song Yingbai didn't even think about it, "Or wait for Xie Zhongyu to come out and ask him to sprinkle one for you."

"No, don't watch." Li Zhen pouted.

"Be serious, okay?" Song Yingbai was taken aback suddenly, eh, indeed, it seems that Li Zhen has been teasing him more and more recently.

"Okay, stop joking." Li Zhen said, "Xie Zhongyu is your friend no matter what. For you, I have to rescue him. Don't worry, this matter is on me. I have already figured out a way .

When he was in Hellwell, he had seen the future because of Xie Zhongyu's hostility, so at this critical moment, he wanted to be upright, save Xie Zhongyu, win a wave of goodwill from Song Yingbai, and step down the vicious Pei Huaixuan.

Sure enough, Song Yingbai smiled and said, "I knew it, you are still reliable!"

Li Zhen corrected: "You should say that only you can be trusted."

Are you still picking words at this time?Song Yingbai was shocked, but in view of Li Zhen's proud nature, after all, now he has something to ask for, and a good word will not lose a piece of meat, so he said: "Well, you are right, only you can be relied on."

Satisfied, Li Zhen nodded with a smile.