[Ming History + Legend of Lu Xiaofeng] Ninety-five Supreme

After Feng Bao left, Liang Yong took over the power of the supervisor of ceremonies, and Zhu Yijun canceled many privileges of the supervisor of ceremonies, including the fact that the internal attendant approved the award on his behalf, which shocked people's spirits.

The wind direction in the capital suddenly became unspeakable.As soon as Feng Bao left, fewer officials were dismissed, but the emperor's mind was hard to figure out. You said that the emperor favored Zhang Juzheng, but Feng Bao, who had the best personal relationship with him, was demoted.If the emperor wants to take Zhang Juzheng, Zhang Juzheng's eldest son was impeached for cheating in the champion examination, and the people in Shangshu were dismissed. Zhang Jingxiu was promoted to a higher level, but his chief examiner, Lu Tiaoyang, resigned and returned to his hometown.

This accident brought endless courage to some people, and pulling down Zhang Ju just became more courageous with frustration.The memorials fell like snowflakes on Zhu Yijun's imperial case.

The emperor stayed in the middle and did not send out, which angered everyone.Yu Shenxing respected Zhang Juzheng but didn't like his behavior, so he kept silent on this matter.Zhang Siwei knew that he was going to leave, and the weather would change every three years, so he wanted to pull Zhang Juzheng down before leaving to agitate the masses.

Zhu Yijun waited and waited for the past few days, but he didn't wait for Shen Shixing's words. He was in a bad mood. He didn't expect to receive Yang Bo's memorial letter early in the morning. It has been silent for a long time.

When I opened it, I was instantly furious.

A few days later, Zhang Shizhen, who speculated wildly about the cause of Zhang Juzheng's death, was demoted and punished.

Yang Bo's copy was retained, but was not sent back to the cabinet but was directly destroyed by Liang Yong.

This is the case on the second day and the third day, one letter a day, until the fourth article is written, the content is more sad than the other, the original meaning is still old, and I am willing to return to my hometown.

"Liang Yong, is this Yang Bo's first resignation note?"

"Back to the emperor, the fifth way."

Zhu Yijun groaned, and continued to look at the memorial in his hand.Liang Yong could fathom the emperor's mood, anger was anger, but he was more afraid of sadness.

At this time, the servant outside the door came in and preached: "Your Majesty, Grand Master Yang is asking to see you."

Zhu Yijun's hand holding the pen paused, without raising his head, he said in a deep voice, "No see!"

The guards took it for granted, and respectfully apologized and left to reply.

After a while, Yang Bo appeared in Qianqing Palace. He was already old, but what was gratifying was that his pace was still steady.

"The old minister kowtowed to the emperor, and the minister had important matters to discuss, and asked the emperor to forgive him for trespassing on the Qianqing Palace." He knelt on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

Zhu Yijun was unhappy but didn't dare to make him kneel too much, so he asked Liang Yong to move a chair for him to sit down.

Yang Bo was older than Feng Bao, his beard and eyebrows were gray, but his complexion was very good, with a bloody complexion and a radiant look, quite the face of a master of Taoism.

"Is there something important for the Grand Master?"

Yang Bo grinned and replied, "It's urgent!"

Zhu Yijun snorted coldly when he heard the words, and said, "If you still talk about resigning from office and returning to your hometown, then there is no need to mention it."

Yang Bo shook his head helplessly, and said, "Today is not for this time."

He said again: "It's only for the emperor's troubles."

Zhu Yijun raised his eyebrows, and listened thoughtfully. There was something in his words, and there were too many things that bothered him, so he didn't know which one Yang Bo was referring to.

Yang Bo was also straightforward, this time he didn't give a shit, and said directly: "The old minister came to Shangshu to speak for Mr. Zhang Ge. Mr. Zhang Ge has worked hard and done his best. Today, Zhang Taiyue's contribution to the world is indispensable."

After speaking, he handed over a notebook, and Liang Yong took it and passed it to Zhu Yijun.

When Zhang Juzheng was at the peak of his power, no one in the Manchu Dynasty dared to speak ill of him.Now that Zhang Juzheng is dead, no one dares to speak well of him.The memorial is short, but between the lines is an affirmation of his ten years in power.

After reading it, Zhu Yijun closed it and put it aside, and said with a surprised smile: "Did Shen Shixing come to see the Grand Master?"

Yang Bo smiled with his mustache, but didn't answer.

He didn't say that the answer was clear, Shen Shixing didn't dare to come but was able to convince Yang Bo that he had done a lot.

Zhu Yijun smiled brightly, in a good mood, and wondered: "How did he find the grand master? He is quite capable of things that I am not sure about."

What he said is true, Yang Bo never cares about other things, his personal relationship with Zhang Juzheng is not good, and he does not fully agree with the New Deal. Now, if you can ask him to come forward, Shen Shixing doesn't know what method he used.

Yang Bo did not answer, but instead said: "Although the old minister is not a minister of Gu Ming, he is the emperor's teacher. He is more cautious than others in his last advice to the emperor. Even if he puts on a show for the world to see, the courtiers will follow suit." Accept." After saying this, he got up and knelt on the ground without raising his head.

Just after he finished speaking, Zhu Yijun's heart skipped a beat, his face was not ugly, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were condensed.

The servants of the Qianqing Palace have already retreated, only Liang Yong remained among them.The situation froze for a while, and Liang Yong stood aside without daring to breathe.

"Now everyone can't wait to leave. Lu Tiaoyang has resigned, and Wang Guoguang has also resigned. It turns out that I can't tolerate people like this."

Yang Bo leaned on the ground and did not dare to answer. Zhu Yijun realized that his tone was wrong and tried his best to control his emotions.

I don't know how long it was silent.Only then did Zhu Yijun speak again: "Mr. Zhang lost his human form in the end, and he left as soon as he said it. Feng Bao's body is also getting worse. I'm really afraid."

Yang Bo's eyelids twitched, and he said calmly: "This is called life, fate is determined by the sky, life and death are inevitable."

"How old is Yang Tingbao this year?"

"Only two years older than the emperor, two and two."

"The master should hug his great-grandson. After a month or so, I will promise Yongning to him when he comes back."

"Hey, the foolish boy doesn't have the blessing of Princess Shang, I'm afraid the old man will ruin his life."

"Don't be afraid, I will put him under Li Chengliang's hands, and when the time comes, the evil spirit will gather in his body to see which god will lose his lifespan."

……

Yang Bo glanced at the emperor.Li Chengliang is a well-known tyrant, and he has always been at odds with him. He put his stupid grandson under Li Chengliang's subordinates, and a second hengzi came out.Who should this be?

"Master, I heard that the purple teapot I gave you is broken." Zhu Yijun asked again abruptly.

"Your Majesty, forgive me! I'm old, my eyes are shaking and my hands are shaking, and I fell down if I didn't pay attention."

"It's okay, I don't mind, I'll give you another pair when your birthday comes."

Talking nonchalantly like this, Yang Bo didn't answer any more, he sighed and stood up.

"This old man is eighty-three this year, and he is already dying. When he realized the most important truth in life, he couldn't wait to come and tell the emperor!" As he said this, he couldn't help joking at the end.

"Eating porridge is a blessing!"

Zhu Yijun thought about it, pulled his mouth with a forced smile, and said, "Is it "Poetry on Cooking Porridge"? The grand master came late. I heard about it a few years ago. The poems of the grand master are quite popular among scholars. .”

Yang Bo laughed and said, "Where is it? It's just a few jingles." He said it very modestly, but it sounded like he was complacent.

"Mo Yan has little taste in thinness, and long taste in thinness."

"Your Majesty, I would like to say something more. Those who are in a high and prominent position should not have arms around them, and always keep the state of mind. In the past, when you heard someone cough, you had to take a few heavy breaths. It should be changed."

Yang Bo has always spoken so brightly and aboveboard, and sometimes he is more bold and indulgent than Zhang Juzheng. Zhu Yijun is always angry at him for breaking the stage in front of him, but he is reluctant to lose him by his side.

As he said this, he was implying his return, indifferent to the countryside.

Hearing this, Zhu Yijun's eyes flashed, his eyes were like pools of still water, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Mr. has gone, and Feng Bao has gone too. I only have the Grand Master left."

Hearing this, Yang Bo turned his head slightly, and his expression shifted slightly. It was only for a moment, but he returned to normal.

"Now the grand master also wants to leave, and he doesn't even give anyone to talk to."

What he said was emotional, and his demeanor was even more lonely, so sad and sad that people couldn't bear to look directly at him.It's a pity that Yang Bo lowered his eyes, turned a blind eye to his expression, and said directly: "In terms of looking for fun and enjoyment, no one in the world can compare to you."

"I am getting old, and I have nothing to ask for in my life. I only hope that the emperor will give me the bones as soon as possible, so that I can return to my hometown alive, and I will end my life."

Zhu Yijun saw that his bitter plan failed, Yang Bo said it was very decisive, he felt really sad, more than angry, he was helpless, he couldn't stay if he wanted to leave.

"Then let's talk about it when Yang Tingbao comes back." Zhu Yijun took a step back.

Yang Bo sighed: "I'm afraid the old minister won't be able to wait any longer."

Zhu Yijun was stunned, looked at Yang Bo, saw that he was still indifferent, but couldn't hide his impatience, which made his original unhappiness even worse.

"Now we are in troubled times. Yang Tingbao will return in a few months. Grand Master Yang will wait for a few more days. I will personally prepare a car to take you back home. Don't mention it now, don't mention it. I won't agree." He said angrily. Then, in the next two sentences, the tone became a bit harsh and could not be changed.

Yang Bo opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally only sighed, and left Qianqing Palace with a drag.

Your Majesty, you are still so willful.

*

If a person is unlucky enough to drink saliva and get stuffed between his teeth, one moment Lu Xiaofeng was flirting with Princess Danfeng in the wilderness shop, you touched mine, I touched yours, and the next moment he was almost burned to death by a thunderbolt.

Yuelai Inn

"Sikong Zaixing is gone!" Princess Danfeng said bitterly.She was still wearing a black rolled gauze dress, her face was translucent and ethereal, like a fairy.

Lu Xiaofeng leaned against the window, lazily spreading his hands: "He left early."

Shangguan Danfeng stepped forward, stared at him, and suddenly said: "Why didn't you stop him. You are not good friends, why didn't you ask him who is trying to steal me."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, picked up the wine glass at the side, and said leisurely: "He won't say anything, if someone in his line of business leaks the secrets of his customers, who will dare to come to his door next time?"

Princess Danfeng didn't believe what she said, would there be repeat customers even if she was a thief?Just as he was about to have an attack, he was choked by the strong scent of aloes.

Beside the street, ordinary people's families are like mourning concubines, and they set up incense tables at the door of their homes to offer sacrifices, and the sacrificial utensils are full of smoke.

The plain curtains filled the street, Princess Danfeng covered her nose with a silk handkerchief, looked at the plain whiteness, the people were puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Who is dead here?"

She was asking Lu Xiaofeng.It's a pity that he is also watching, with a puzzled look on his face, obviously he doesn't know.Turning to look at Huamanlou, the sun shining on him, with a pitiful smile, sighed: "Mr. Zhang is a very remarkable person."

Lu Xiaofeng's complexion changed, he sighed again, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that we missed a lot of things when we went out." After speaking, he looked at the weeping and wailing common people, and brought his heart full of joy. complicated.He thought about it a lot, and while feeling sorry for Zhang Juzheng, he suddenly thought of last year when the iron hand Shi Yan's father passed away, and the scene of the iron man crying, he was also like this, so what about Zhu Yijun now.

Thinking of this, he secretly made up his mind about the scene of Zhu Yijun crying, in pain, or the scene of losing his soul and drinking away his sorrow.

The more I thought about it, the less calm I became, and at the end I couldn't help shivering.

"If I die, I don't know how many people will shed tears for me." Princess Danfeng said quietly, turning her head to the side.

She was beautiful, and this sadness made the people around couldn't help but want to rub her in their arms and take good care of her.

Sure enough, Lu Xiaofeng came back to his senses, and said softly: "With me here, you won't die."

Princess Danfeng's face turned red when she heard the words, she looked at Lu Xiaofeng enviously, as if looking at a great hero, with a strange smile in her eyes.

"I know!"

Lu Xiaofeng was silent, looked at her eyes full of admiration and trust, and sighed.He had something on his mind, so he didn't go up to flirt and entangle him like before.Instead, he found a reason to push her away, squinted his eyes to let the sun shine down, and along with the blood in his body, began to flow rapidly to his whole body...

"Where are we going next?" Hua ManLou sat on the other side of the table when he was gone, Lu XiaoFeng was distracted, his eyes were distracted and he was obviously thinking about something, he murmured: "I'm not going anywhere, just wait here."

Hua Manlou said: "Wait for Ximen to blow the snow."

Lu Xiaofeng frowned, and said slowly: "It may also be Dugu Yihe."

Hua Manlou's expression became condensed, and he continued: "Although I don't like him, I have to admit that he does have something to be proud of."

"Are you worried that Ximen Chuuxue won't be able to beat him?"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, turned his head and didn't answer.Whether Ximen is his friend or he invited him to help, Lu Xiaofeng naturally doesn't want him to lose, let alone his death.

Papers were flying outside the window, and after a long silence, Hua Manlou suddenly smiled and said, "I thought you couldn't help but want to leave."

"Where?"

Hua Manlou didn't speak, but 'looked' at one place from afar.Lu Xiaofeng raised his head, his dull eyes began to brighten, and a pair of smiling eyes flashed in front of him.

"I have always admired you, but I didn't expect to be so amazing."

Lu Xiaofeng said playfully again: "When a man makes love, troubles follow. I know that. It's just that I didn't expect to make a gentleman so cute."

Hua Manlou smiled, and said, "I don't understand how stupid you think, but you want others to be like you."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly and said, "Because I'm not a gentleman."

The jug of wine on the table had already bottomed out, Lu Xiaofeng didn't take it anymore, just closed his eyes, sniffing the smell of incense coming from a distance, and suddenly said: "I bet!"

Hua Manlou turned his head, with doubts in his eyes, and said, "What are you betting on?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I bet no one will come to see us for at least three days."

Hua Manlou was startled, with a smile in his eyes, he said without thinking, "So what?"

"I'm going somewhere." He said with certainty.

"You want me to help you take care of Princess Danfeng." Hua Manlou answered affirmatively.

Lu Xiaofeng has always been thick-skinned, and said with a smile: "That's what I meant."

After Lu Xiaofeng and Zhu Yijun separated, he accepted King Jinpeng's request. Things went smoothly, but he was not satisfied. He always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, but he just couldn't tell where it was wrong.

Before Yan Tieshan died, she had admitted her past mistakes, and Huo Tianqing had promised to settle the old debt.

Ximen Chuuxue has already gone to look for Dugu Yihe.

He has completed one-third of what King Jinpeng asked him to do.And it went well.

What else is he dissatisfied with?

By the time he found out about the big movement in the capital, he was already in deep trouble.

There is absolutely no reason to withdraw halfway from a matter that has been decided, but now he has done something that goes against his nature.There is an inexplicable impulse in my heart, to go to the capital, to the capital.

Lu Xiaofeng likes obedient girls, but he didn't explain why he wanted to leave.Even if Princess Danfeng had 1 reluctances in her heart, she would obediently let him go.

Lu Xiaofeng took advantage of the night to sneak into the palace from the old road in the northwest corner, this is the road he pointed out to Sikong Zhaixing back then, he avoided the guards for a few moments and came to Qianqing palace.

He thought that the hidden guards guarding Zhu Yijun would stop him, but he didn't expect the road to go unimpeded.

As he came all the way, he had a lot to say to Zhu Yijun.When he saw himself, he met those black eyes that were brighter than moonlight.He also felt that perhaps by his side, he could watch him quietly all day and all night without saying a word.

This thought flashed across Lu Xiaofeng's spine, feeling like he was dazed.

A long time ago, he vowed that he would never be self-indulgent and self-indulgent in the future, but now he can't force himself again, and he made this vow again in his heart.