Shaodi Chunxin

In two more days, it will be the beginning of spring.

The temple supervisor had already set up the Taimiao and the Earth Altar, and after the emperor and his ministers announced it to heaven, the spring horse racing began.

The plan for a year lies in spring. On the day of the beginning of spring, there is no more tension in the hall. The veterans of the six cabinet departments all retreated to the viewing platform, greeted each other with a relaxed tone, and commented on the situation below.

The princes and brothers of the princes and nobles finally made their debut.

The emperor is young.

So do they.

Sooner or later, the fate of the Daduan Dynasty will be in their hands.

What they have to do is to seize this moment and get close to their new king. If they can win a favor, they will be able to ascend to heaven in the days to come.

In the car that was about to enter the Spring Festival, no one cared about the future.

Chen Jing tightened his belt, picked up the mask of General Tian, ​​and said, "Old Ancestor, I'm going to be subordinate, what else can I entrust?"

Today, Chen Jing wore soft armor with his hair tied up. The wrist guards on his limbs and the breastplate on his chest were all made of refined iron. Inside, there was a piece of pure black and silver patterning, showing his youthful spirit.

Fu Yuanqing leaned on the soft bed, carefully looked at the face of the young dead man, and said with emotion: "A handsome and handsome young man, looking up at the blue sky with his bow, as bright as a jade tree before the wind."

Chen Jingben had already picked up the bow and arrow. After listening to his words, his movements stopped and his eyes became deep: "This subordinate is ignorant and inexperienced, and I don't understand much."

The ancestors did not explain either.

Gentle and gentle as him, reserved and silent, he has already said enough and explicit.

He raised his finger to draw the dead man's chin, the young man's chin was slightly green, he shaved his beard clean, but still left some hard stubble, leaving numbness on Fu Yuanqing's fingertips.

The dead man grabbed his hand, and at some point he was close to his side, his breath became a little ambiguous and low, and there was a fire in the dead man's eyes, which ignited the reflection of Fu Yuanqing in his eyes.

It also seemed to really ignite his torso.

He bullied himself, pulled the ancestor under him, and imprisoned his limbs.

"You are acting recklessly." Fu Yuanqing said softly.

"The subordinates are terrified." Chen Jing said in a hoarse voice, but there was no panic in his tone. He wore two leather gloves and opened the skirt of the old ancestor, and the iron armor on the wrist was stuck to the old ancestor. His chest, the cold iron armor, made his chest tremble slightly.

However, when Chen Jing went down, he was stopped by Fu Yuanqing.

"Ancestor..."

"Go home at night." The ancestor said, "The horse race is about to start, and I'm still waiting for you to come out on top."

There was a bit of forbearance in the dead man's eyes, but he was still obedient. Fu Yuanqing heard him support himself, holding his breath. After a while, when his breath calmed down, he tidied Fu Yuanqing's clothes before getting out of the carriage.

"The old ancestor wants me to take the lead?"

"Yes."

Chen Jing was lightly bowed, with his quiver at his waist, and got on the black horse next to him, and said to the inside of the car: "Old ancestor, when I get back with the head money, I will give you the flying fish suit, gold, and bloody BMW!" Whatever you want, I will give you."

He was usually very calm, and rarely showed some boyishness. After saying this, he seemed a little embarrassed, and ran away as soon as he rode the horse.

Fu Yuanqing opened the door curtain, looked at his back in the distance, smiled, and said after a while: "What a child."

"Old Ancestor, let's also go to Chengtian Gate. All the officials of the former court are waiting there." Li Erdao, "Fang Shaojian sent someone to remind him half an hour ago."

"Okay." Fu Yuanqing came back to his senses, and he sat back in the car, "Let's go."

Only children think about sharing everything with their loved ones.

Adults, with selfishness, will not.

There is a seat on Chengtianmen.

The second-rank seniors sit up.

When Fu Yuanqing went upstairs, the accompanying eunuchs were not familiar faces.

"Where are the six Weng people?" Fu Yuanqing asked.

The eunuch replied: "The maidservant is Cheng Chuang of the Imperial Horse Supervisor. Weng Liu gambled on the gate of the city a few days ago, and Liu Changgong has already punished him for exile."

He was careful but distant, so Fu Yuanqing asked again.

Then he took Fu Yuanqing to the VIP seat next to the cabinet in the front row, but there was no seat.

"The old ancestor apologizes to you. I only set up a seat for you before, and then some villains who don't know where went to gossip in front of the queen mother, saying that it is not in line with the standard to set up a seat for a palace person alone. It is our arrogance as slaves." Cheng Chuang lowered his eyes and smiled respectfully, "Mr. Liu almost quarreled with foreign ministers over this matter. He was also punished by the Queen Mother. Coincidentally, when I put the chairs down today , just one less.”

Fu Yuanqing was not angry either: "I'll just stand there. With courtiers around, there shouldn't be a position of inner prisoner."

Cheng Chuang bowed his head: "That's wronged you. Old ancestor, please rest first, and the servant will bring you tea."

Cheng Chuang behaved respectfully, without any presumption.

But Fang Jing, who had already entered the city gate, still had a gloomy expression.

"The little man succeeds." He said, "Although Weng Liu belonged to the Yuma Supervisor, he worked as an official in the Lijian Supervisor in his early years. When Liu Jiu gained power, he naturally wouldn't let such a person stay. He just found a reason Send it out. Now that you have gained some holy family, Cheng Chuang dares to come to us and apply eye drops."

Fang Jing gritted his teeth at the end. He is young and has a pink and tender baby face. When he is silent, people think he is a young man who just left the house.

But at this moment, this face is ferocious and gloomy, forming a strange horror.

"The ebb and flow of Yunjuan and Yunshu is normal." Fu Yuanqing shook his head, "Fang Jing, these things are not worth taking to heart."

Fang Jing was furious, and wanted to argue: "But..."

"The clouds of wealth and honor are floating, and the glory and glory are scattered." Fu Yuanqing pursed his lips: "Only when honor and disgrace are not shocked, can the clouds be calm and the wind is light."

Fang Jing was aggrieved, "I just can't stand them bullying my ancestors."

"I know, I know everything." Fu Yuanqing said.

While the two were talking, Pu Ying had already strolled over with her hands behind her back, looking at Fu Yuanqing.

Fu Yuanqing bowed and bowed: "Master Pu."

Pu Ying didn't return the salute, she frowned and ordered: "You follow me."

Fang Jing became even more angry when he was feeling a little bit: "Why is your lord being so rude to my ancestor?"

Pu Ying ignored him, took two steps forward, and looked at Fu Yuanqing impatiently: "Come here!"

"Yes."

Pu Ying found a remote corner on the tower, and when Fu Yuanqing got closer and then moved a little further away, she would stand where the two whispered without being heard.

"What is Mr. Pu looking for a servant?" Fu Yuanqing asked with a bow.

"You asked knowingly." Pu Ying said angrily, "Hou Xinghai..."

"Alive." Fu Yuanqing said.

Pu Ying was choked by him, and her face suddenly turned red and green: "Hou Xinghai was arrested by you, and his family members disappeared without a trace. What about people? Don't say that everyone has run away, I don't believe it!"

Fu Yuanqing replied: "To tell you the truth, my lord, Hou Xinghai has one wife, one concubine, three sons and two daughters, and they are all in prison."

Rao Puying had already guessed it, but now she heard it, she couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle.

"Fu Yuanqing, it's fine if you arrest Hou Xinghai. His family members are all innocent ordinary people! In a place like the imperial prison, people will lose half their lives if they enter. How can you, how can you treat unarmed people like this— —" Pu Ying asked him.

"Hou Xinghai is an old oil in the officialdom." Fu Yuanqing said, "If the slaves don't arrest his family members to deter him, he may not be able to tell the truth. Besides, he has endured a million-dollar corruption case, involving hundreds of courtiers. At that time, if his family members were not captured and fell into the hands of someone else, would they... still have their lives?"

Pu Ying was at a loss for words, walked back and forth anxiously, and asked, "Are you suspicious of Hou Xinghai, the mastermind behind my scenes?"

"Your Excellency is Hou Xinghai's superior, and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, so the suspicion is naturally the greatest." Fu Yuanqing stated.

Pu Ying's expression turned ugly: "It's ridiculous. I, Pu Ying, am devoted to the country! I can never be such a silverfish!"

"My lord can leave a testimony and state it in the hall of Beizhen Fusi."

Pu Ying waved her hand: "The clean is cleared. I don't worry about it. I just want you to act according to Da Duan's law. Hou Xinghai should be handed over to the Ministry of Punishment. Since his family members are innocent, they should also be released. I will protect them well." .”

At this point, Pu Ying finally softened her tone a little: "Although he has committed a heinous crime, the children, wives and concubines are all innocent... I hope Fu and Fu Zhangyin are sympathetic."

Fu Yuanqing looked up at him and sighed helplessly.

"After so many years, the adults still haven't changed."

"What do you mean?"

"Your Excellency, don't you understand? After the night when Liu Jiu came to submit an application to Hou Xinghai but failed, no one worried about Hou Xinghai and his family's stay. Because he has said what should be said and what can be said. The future is waiting for him." There is only silence. At this time, everyone is in danger, and they will never go to Beizhen Fusi to be an important person." Fu Yuanqing explained, "Only adults, who are upright by nature and care about innocent people, will come to ask slaves and maidservants... and will come to ask for it." His family."

"When the Hou Xinghai incident happened, you are the most suspicious. It stands to reason that you should not come, so that you can protect yourself. But I have been waiting for you to come... You are the one who hates me the most. If you come to me in private for the sake of innocent family members , you are innocent." Fu Yuanqing seemed relieved, "Pu Minxin, that's the same Pu Minxin I know."

Where did Pu Ying think of the joint in the middle, and she was startled. He looked into Fu Yuanqing's clear eyes, looked away after a while, and asked, "So, Fu's palm print, do you want to let go?"

The horse will start.

Several members of the cabinet were sitting and chatting, and some ministers were drinking tea behind them.

Fu Yuanqing leaned on the city wall with the armrest and looked into the distance.

The sun came out, the catkins were blowing with the wind, and under the light of spring, the horseshoes galloped.

Countless young people rode horses and drew bows.

However, there is only one person who takes the lead.

He is a master of horsemanship, and his arrows never fail.

In a blink of an eye, in an instant, these dozens of people passed by in front of Chengtian Gate.

"He's wearing a mask, right?" Fu Yuanqing felt worried, and asked hastily, "Is Chen Jing the leader?"

"It's Chen Jing." Fang Jing said behind him, "Godfather, my son can see clearly, the first one is Chen Jing."

Fu Yuanqing was half-hearted: "That's good, the Xinhua Gate is ahead."

The surrounding ministers all dispersed and went to the Xinhua Gate, and Fu Yuanqing slowly looked away.

He turned around and saw Dexi standing behind Fang Jing.

"Is Dexi here?"

"The servant has been here for a while." Dexi said with a smile, "Old Ancestor, Master sent me to ask you, when will you enter the palace today?"

Fu Yuanqing remembered that he seemed to have said that he would return to the palace after the beginning of spring.

But he didn't want to go back.

Not only tonight, but tonight, the spring rolls that Chen Jing had to drink with the bite spring soup were ready to eat.

There is also the crowning ceremony of the emperor farther away.

He was already ready to practice, but worried that the young emperor would not be able to stand on his own.But looking at these young people now, you know that they are eager to try.

The world is theirs.

There is no need to worry about the past waves.

When Xinghai's ink corruption case is over, he will hand over his authority, and together with Chen Jing, he will stay far away in the mountains and forests.

So Fu Yuanqing took out from his bosom the memorial that he had prepared a long time ago but was hesitant to play.

"I'm not going back to the palace today. Dexi, please pass this memorial to Your Majesty first." Fu Yuanqing said, "To Your Majesty, young Fu Yuan is weak and ill. Please resign from office. Tomorrow, Fu Yuanqing will go to court at the imperial gate tomorrow. I will personally invite you to play in the court hall, and say goodbye to my hometown."

After he said this, Fang Jing's expression changed.

Dexi took the memorial tremblingly: "Slaves, servants, tell Your Majesty now!"

Fu Yuanqing dealt with this matter that could shake the government and the public, and he didn't want to go to Xinhuamen again.

He took a carriage and went home.

The cook in the house has already prepared a table for the Spring Festival banquet.

But wait until the sun goes down.

Chen Jing didn't come back either.