Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

The rooster crows and the dawn breaks, and the dawn dawns, and it's another new day.

After Qingyuan put on his clothes, Jingchen also woke up. He got up slowly, looked at the neatly dressed Qingyuan and said, "My waist is so sore." After waking up, his voice was still a little lazy, and Jingchen spoke sleepily , the tone whispered.

Qingyuan clapped his hands, his face was a little unnatural, "Why do you have a sore back?" Does lying on the bed all night make your back sore? !

Jingchen stretched out his hand to gather the light from the window to his hand, and his palm showed a transparent warm color, "Maybe it's because I'm too restrained to sleep at night, I don't dare to move around, that's why I'm sore and sleepy." Qingyuan No hugs, no cuddles, no kisses, it took him a lot of effort to restrain himself.

Qingyuan said in his heart that if you don't restrain yourself, it's okay, you will strip all my clothes.

He coughed dryly, took a deep breath and said, "After tonight, you will be able to sleep well." At that time, I will give you a big bed, and you can roll on it.

Jingchen's eyes lit up, but he didn't speak again.

After washing up, he went to the front hall. On the table, He Louming had already ordered someone to prepare breakfast. When Qingyuan and Jingchen went out together, the latter was leaning on the back of the chair, and the large red pattern embroidered on the hem of his ink coat was shining in the sun. The light emitted was a bit dazzling, He Louming's lips curled up slightly, his eyes swept over the two of them, and then he made a gesture of please.

Qingyuan sat down with Jing Chen, and the maid next to her looked down at the dishes. There was only the faint sound of a spoon touching the porcelain. In this quiet atmosphere, it was like thunder above the summer sky.

Jingchen stirred it with a spoon in his hand, watched the porridge in the bowl shake slightly, and suddenly said without warning, "Qingyuan, I want a cushion to sit on."

His voice was not loud, and as soon as he finished speaking, both of them turned their attention to him.

Qingyuan looked at him with some puzzlement, what do you want a cushion for, is the chair so cold?

He Louming paused, and looked straight at the person who had just been sent there. His eyes were deep, and there seemed to be waves surging inside, and his whole body froze for a moment, like a wolf in ambush. Dangerous and infiltrating.

Jingchen didn't seem to notice it at all, he tugged Qingyuan's sleeve affectionately, and said very naturally, "I want a cushion, it's so uncomfortable to sit on."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at He Louming at the side, and smiled in the other's cold gaze.

The corners of the lips are slightly curved, and the temperament of the whole body is like the snow and ice in the mountains, cold and ignorant of the world.

He Louming suddenly chuckled, and said in an inexplicable way, "The guests want it, of course they have to be satisfied." He waved his hand and asked the maid to bring the cushion, watched Jingchen get up and lay it down again and said slowly, " Your Majesty should also be more compassionate and cherish the jade." His voice was a little low, but it rang clearly in the ears of the two of them, "After all, people are really fragile, and they may die if they get sick."

Qingyuan was silent, secretly thinking that this had nothing to do with Lianxiang Xiyu, but felt that there was no need to explain it like this, so he just lowered his eyes and hummed, hoping that this sentence would pass soon.

Looking at He Louming with eyes like clean dust and glass, the two eyes collided, and they both saw provocation in each other's eyes.

Just as Jingchen was about to speak, he watched Qingyuan push the plate in front of him and said expressionlessly, "Eat well."

Jingchen smiled slightly at He Louming, then bowed his head and said, "Okay." His appearance was a little cold, but when he bowed his head to answer, he could see a little bit of cuteness, Qingyuan looked at him twice more, always I think this look is a bit familiar.

He Louming raised his eyebrows slightly, and his sharp and hidden eyes locked him firmly, like a wild beast staring at its prey, "Why don't you put him here, Your Majesty, if you want to see him out of the palace sometime in the future, that's fine." .”

He had a smile on his face, as if he was seriously giving advice to Qingyuan, "I heard that a nobleman in the palace has a bad temper, if you take him back directly, many troubles may happen."

You can know Huo Yanyu's reputation with a little inquiring. He is arrogant and domineering. He usually does not allow Qingyuan to favor anyone, so this emperor has never had an heir.

Qingyuan said, "No need." He turned his head and glanced at Jingchen, if he left people here, it would be troublesome.

He could see it, He Louming and Jingchen talked with guns and sticks, and there was a sign that they didn't like each other.

The smile on the corners of He Louming's lips remained unchanged, and he said lazily, "All right."

After breakfast, several people went out together. A spacious and magnificent carriage was parked outside the vermilion main entrance. There were people passing by in the alley. The bustling place in central Beijing is said to be rich in the south and rich in the north. The house is also surrounded by aristocratic families. Occasionally, some people ride horses across the long street with their side hats flirtatious.

There was a sudden noise from the front, and there was a faint cry of children, Qingyuan's legs that were about to get on the carriage stopped, and he stared at the street with dark eyes.

There was a man in the road, about twenty years old, and he looked handsome, but the arrogant expression on his face forcibly ruined his appearance. He looked arrogantly, looked at the crying child impatiently, and turned his eyes Turning to the weeping woman, there was a touch of obscenity and evil in her eyes, "Why are you crying, you should go with me if you don't pay back the money owed by your family, or your parents and younger brother will wait to eat in prison. "

When the woman heard the words, tears fell like rain, she stared at the man with red eyes, and cursed, "You black-hearted thing, the shop was originally agreed to be 500 taels a year, but at the end of the day, it was said to be 5000 taels, what are you doing?" Aren't you going to force my parents to death?"

The man who was scolded by her was not angry when she heard the words, and just glanced at the woman's chest covetously, looking like a local hooligan, "Why, don't you want to sue me? Go sue the authorities!"

He sneered and said, "To tell you the truth, my brother-in-law is the emperor, and my brother is a very favored nobleman in the palace. If he coughs, my brother-in-law will feel sorry for me for a long time. Go and sue the officials," he snorted, " I want to see who dares to control me."

The passers-by who were still scolding the man were hardly talking now, and the aristocratic families were not to be provoked, let alone the Huo family of Bingzhou, the leader among them?

Some people gradually dispersed, while others were persuading the weeping woman to think about it.

He Louming watched the emperor's eyes darken, like the sea before a storm, seemingly calm but with turbulent waves, he stood where he was, waiting for the city patroller to take them away Then he looked at He Louming, and suddenly smiled, "I actually watched a good show today."

He has always been gentle and elegant, but now his smile is like a tree full of flowers and branches, with a burning and dazzling feeling, He Louming can't move his eyes.

There was some aggression hidden in his eyes, and he pointed out, "It doesn't matter who plays the play, what matters is the plot."

Qingyuan chuckled, and immediately stepped into the carriage with Jingchen. He Louming watched the carriage gradually step into the torrent, and returned to the house when he could no longer see clearly.

All the way, he recalled the look on that person just now, his eyes were as deep as the night sky, he used to disguise himself with a gentle look, and with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed drunk but not drunk, it seemed that everyone looked so affectionate.

He laughed a few times and murmured two names softly, Huo Yanyu and Jingchen.

For those who love deeply, what that person really loves is only this beautiful country.

Because of the family's sake, she is loved on the surface, but when she meets a cute and fresh one outside, she will tease her a few times, and when she gets bored, she will put it aside. What's the use of this kind of love that can be taken back at any time?He Louming narrowed his eyes slowly, what he wants is to catch a person thoroughly, whether it is coercion or coaxing, in the end as long as he catches him thoroughly, the rest can be ignored.

As for who he dotes on now, and which beauty he sleeps with at night, he licked his lips lightly, it doesn't matter.

After Qingyuan returned to the palace, he first settled down Jingchen. The mansion of the national teacher had to be repaired first, and then he began to draw up a decree to be canonized as a national teacher. He placed Jingchen in Dongqing Palace first. This was originally a minor. The prince's residence, he has no heirs, so it has been left unused.

First let people take Jingchen to Dongqing Palace, and then go to Mingji Hall to summon several ministers, all of whom are ministers of the Ministry of Rites and are in charge of the imperial examination.

Several old officials waited respectfully outside the hall, waiting for the emperor to summon them one by one, and Zhang Ming was one of them.

Glancing at his colleagues coming out, he entered the Mingji Hall before he even had time to say anything. The morning sun shone from the window, warm and dazzling, which made the emperor's majesty even more impressive. After he saluted, he heard His Majesty speak, the voice Gentle as always, "Zhang Ming, gather the tribute students from all over the country in March next year, and I will take the exam again at that time."

Zhang Ming was startled when he heard the words, "Your Majesty, do you have doubts about the last meeting?" If His Majesty thinks that someone is engaging in favoritism and cheating, there will be many people involved, and it will be a catastrophe.

Qingyuan raised his eyes and said quietly, "It's not because I have doubts, but because I want to be fairer." In the past, the imperial examinations never obscured names. Therefore, most people work hard for a good painting. They want to be recognized by the aristocratic family, so they are on the rise.

But these are wrong. An official cannot rely on flowers, birds, fish and insects, and a minister cannot please the aristocratic family. Monarchs and ministers, ministers may not be loyal to the king, but they must be loyal to the country!

He said calmly, "I will personally preside over the exam in the Taibao Hall. When the time comes, I will copy and paste the names. I want to see with my own eyes how many talents there are in Dayong."

Zhang Ming was silent for a while. After his name was blurred, he didn't care about his popularity in the society. After he copied it, he couldn't even read his handwriting. Would anyone still study Danqing hard?What will happen to those aristocratic families?

He vaguely felt that something big was going to happen, but he didn't dare to speak, so he had to quietly back out.

Qingyuan rubbed the center of his brows with his hands, and ordered someone to stare at Xuncheng Yushi. After a series of explicit or covert orders were issued, he sat down and took a breath.

He lowered his head and took a sip of the tea, slowly feeling the warm liquid slide down his throat, before feeling the depression in his heart.

Yes, he has been angry since seeing that scene today.

No matter what purpose He Louming had for letting him see that scene, but as he said, the plot is the most important thing. The family wrestles with internal marriages. After years of precipitation, they are intertwined. Absorbed on this dynasty, full of selfish desires.

What I saw today is just one of them. There are people like this in the capital, in Bingzhou, and in the entire Dayong City. , leaving a way for the people.

Qingyuan let out a breath slowly, and he fell back in the chair, only to see Huo Yanyu walking in, looking at him with sparkling eyes, "Qingyuan".

The author has something to say: The imperial examinations in the Tang Dynasty did not blur names and did not copy. At that time, the examiners would refer to the candidates’ fame to determine the scores. Fame was mainly judged by poetry, which also promoted the development of poetry invisibly. Bai Juyi, Wang Wei and others all ask for recommendations, and it will be smoother if they are famous.

Here the aristocratic family used the powerful family system of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the famous painting among them is completely fabricated.

The palace examination was initiated by Tang Gaozong, and Wu Zetian's palace examination is too famous.

As for the later copying of the imperial examinations and the aliasing of names, it was initiated in the Song Dynasty, and it was already perfected at that time.

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