Shaodi Chunxin

The Hall of Mental Cultivation is brightly lit inside and outside.

Perhaps it was because of the long wait, Pu Ying couldn't bear to walk back and forth in the hall a few times, and looked into the East Nuan Pavilion.

Yu Ruicheng sighed: "Minxin, be safe and don't be impatient."

Pu Ying has always had a bad temper, and when she was told this, she immediately became even more anxious: "Let me be calm and don't be impatient! Hou Xinghai, the Lang Zhong of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, has been arrested by Jin Yiwei and sent to Beizhen Fusi for more than three hours. ! There is no reason, no reason! Seeing that the new year's election is about to begin, how many young talents are waiting for this road to become an official, what does Fu Yuanqing want to do?! Rampant! Unscrupulous!"

Yu Ge, who was closing his eyes to rest his mind, slowly raised his eyelids and cast a glance at Pu Ying when he heard this.

Pu Ying wanted to say something more, but Yu Ruicheng hurriedly stopped her, saying: "At the moment of the throne, Min Xin speaks carefully."

The sound of wind and snow outside the window was even louder. A servant pushed open the gate of the Zhongzheng Hall, and a bit of a biting cold wind came in suddenly, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell into the Zhongzheng Hall.Several people couldn't help looking up, the eunuch Debao of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was opening the curtain, and Fu Yuanqing stepped over the threshold and entered.

He was wearing a sky-blue cashmere sable cloak, with black sable fur wrapped around his neck, covering half of his face, and he could only see the sword-browed starry eyes in the night against the snowflakes falling on the sable fur. Bai Jie.

The lower part of the cloak was lifted up when he hurried in, and the lower part of the cloak was already drenched with some wind and snow.The indigo black silk is scattered, without any accessories, and even the pattern on it is the pattern of the servants in accordance with the standard, which is a bit low-key and simple.

Pu Ying has already made a fuss: "Fu Yuanqing, what are you doing here!"

Fu Yuanqing entered the main hall, took off his cloak, and the head of the Hall of Mental Cultivation quickly helped him carry it. He took the stack of memorials wrapped in yellow oiled paper from Fang Jing, raised his eyes and glanced at the important ministers present. Scan it.

"Debao, prepare a stool for the two elders." Fu Yuanqing said.

Pu Ying asked again: "Fu Yuanqing, do you want to stop the courtier from facing the saint?"

Fu Yuanqing stood with his eyes downcast, his slender eyelashes drooping docilely in front of his eyes, and the candlelight from the Zhongzheng Hall cast a trembling shadow on it. Hearing Pu Ying's words, he raised his eyes, tucked his hands in his sleeves, and said: " It's not that I want to prevent the adults from meeting the saint, but it's been a rule for many years not to listen to politics or discuss matters during the first month. The snowstorm is coming fast tonight, and it's extremely cold outside. Elder Yu Ge and Heng Ge are already old, so it's better to be earlier -"

"So people can be arrested in the first month?" Pu Ying asked aggressively, "Jin Yiwei took my official minister Hou Xinghai in the afternoon, and the whole family just fell into the pot after the Lantern Festival. Is this a good year?"

Fu Yuanqing sighed softly and asked: "Master Pu harassed the two elders of the cabinet and entered the palace together, because of this matter."

"What do you mean by this matter?" Pu Ying asked angrily, "Is it Jin Yiwei's business to arrest court officials? Tomorrow the court meeting will report the matter of favor selection, and now Hou Xinghai is in jail."

Fu Yuanqing took two steps forward, but still did not cross the position of several important ministers, stood closer to the gate of the palace, bowed and bowed with his arms in his arms and said, "Master Pu, please don't worry, listen to my explanation."

"Say it! I'll see what you can say."

"Your Majesty Pu should know the position of the doctor in the Wenxuan Department of the Ministry of Officials. Although the rank is low, he can control the transfer and promotion of the entire court officials. I sent someone to check. Since Hou Xinghai took office five years ago, how many Opportunity to transfer away, but repeatedly declined. The purpose is to use the public to serve private purposes. He manipulated the evaluation of officials, accepted bribes, and the transfer, promotion, and impeachment of officials all depended on his own preferences. Those who don’t give money are distributed in remote and wild places. Jin Yiwei just ransacked his home and found the account books. During the five years of his tenure, he has embezzled a huge amount of 200 million taels of silver, which is equivalent to a year’s tax revenue in Zhejiang.”

Pu Ying insisted: "This kind of matter should be informed to me, and it will be dealt with by the Third Law Department. It is not your turn to take care of it."

"In the case of Hou Xinghai's embezzlement of ink, the Fusi Division of Beizhen has conclusive evidence. With his official position, he actually embezzled more than two million yuan in this position. There must be other people behind it... In the seized account book, even Some officials are also implicated in the Three Law Departments, so it would be inappropriate to rely on the Three Law Departments at this time." Fu Yuanqing explained.

Pu Ying froze for a moment, and became angry from embarrassment: "Fu Yuanqing, you insinuated that I also accept bribes?!"

Fu Yuanqing was startled, and subconsciously said: "Brother Minxin——"

Pu Ying waved her hand and said disgustedly: "Who are you, a Ye Ting palace slave, called brothers and sisters with?"

Fu Yuanqing calmed down and looked at him.

His eyes were dark, and there was an indescribable emotion inside.

Pu Ying felt a little guilty when he saw him, and coughed: "If you have something to say, just say it, it's almost a relationship."

While they were arguing, the bell sounded from the Bell and Drum Tower.

Yu Luqiu, who had been sitting on a low stool with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at the empty dragon chair. He sighed and stood up tremblingly: "Lord Pu."

He has served as the chief assistant for 13 years, and he has a high prestige in the court and a large number of students.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Pu Ying hurriedly saluted respectfully, "Mr. Ge."

"The [-]th day of the first lunar month is over, and now it's the [-]th day, and in another hour, it will be the first time that the emperor will attend the imperial court this year." Yu Luqiu said slowly, "Some disputes will be put on hold for now, let's talk about it at the court meeting. "

Yu Luqiu's prestige is extremely high, and his words are full of weight. Although Pu Ying was reluctant, she had no choice but to agree.

Elder Ge turned his head to look at Fu Yuanqing: "Your Majesty will perform a crowning ceremony in the middle of this year."

Fu Yuanqing said: "Yes."

"13 years ago, the first emperor entrusted Gu to the old man and Fu Zhangyin to assist His Majesty to come of age, and to ensure the stability of Daduan. For 13 years, Fu Zhangyin has managed the internal and external affairs, and has also acted on behalf of His Majesty to approve the power of redemption and proclaim him a minister. It's just...now His Majesty has He will be an adult." His voice was as usual, but his words carried a thunderous meaning, "When will Fu Zhangyin return the Sixteen Seals to Your Majesty?"

Everyone present took a breath.

This is the question that the courtiers of the Manchu Dynasty are most concerned about, and it is also the most acute question today, and Yu Luqiu asked it so plainly.

Fu Yuanqing looked at him, his eyes were dark, and he replied calmly: "The Sixteen Seals are in the Supervisor of Rites, and the Supervisor of Rites is in Da Nei. The whole world belongs to His Majesty, so it is impossible to talk about giving it back."

"Have Fu Zhangyin made up his mind? Must he insist on going his own way and go this way?"

"Old Yuge." Fu Yuanqing replied, "After being entrusted by the temple, I have only had this way to go."

Yu Luqiu coughed softly: "That's all, everyone, let's go. See you at the Taihe Gate later, Your Majesty."

Yu Ge was about to leave, but Yu Ruicheng had already stepped forward to help him, and the group walked outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When Pu Ying walked up to Fu Yuanqing, she asked him: "Fu Yuanqing, do you still remember that you were once an imperial enshrinement and a person who read the poems and books of saints? What about your ambitions back then, where did you go? Where did you go? Feed the dog?"

"Minxin!" Yu Ruicheng grabbed him, and looked at Fu Yuanqing, who looked strange and lonely, "He said something wrong, don't blame Fu's palm print."

Fu Yuanqing didn't look at them.

He gently raised his eyelids, looking at the blizzard outside the hall.

"Master Pu is not wrong. For some things, remembering will only increase troubles. After becoming a slave, I have long forgotten."

Pu Ying didn't expect him to say that, and she murmured dryly: "I, I'll go back and write the memorial, and I will visit you at the Taihe gate today."

"These are all drafted by the cabinet, and Hong's memorial was approved by the supervisor of ceremonies. They are all for me. Master Pu, please go ahead." Fu Yuanqing placed the memorial in his hand on the dragon case, bowed to the end, "Feng It's snowing, my lords, go slowly."

Finally, the group of officials was far away. They passed a few halls away from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and when they reached the square, Pu Ying asked Yu Ruicheng, "Tongda, why did you stop me?"

Yu Ruicheng looked at him helplessly: "You are already in your forties, and you still can't hold your breath. And some words are the pain points of others, why bother to say them."

"He, Fu Yuanqing, was willing to degenerate and forgot his oath to clear up the court and restore the world to a peaceful and prosperous world. I haven't forgotten it!" Pu Ying trembled with anger, pointing to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and said, "After being corrupted, he became this palace. The slaves and maidservants in the village have changed completely! They control the state affairs, exert power and bully the emperor, everyone dares to be angry and dare not speak out, but I, Pu Ying, are not afraid of him! If you want me to say that he should have committed suicide back then, lest he humiliate the character of his Fu family like this!"

"Kranzhi, he..."

"Don't call him Lanzhi. A slave is unworthy." After Pu Ying said this, she probably felt that what she said was really vulgar, so she couldn't help but sighed: "What kind of person was Fu Yuanqing before...but now Gaining power and playing with the government. I am angry at him for not fighting, and mourn for his misfortune..."

At the end, Pu Ying's eyes were red and her voice choked up.

"My heart hurts, my heart hurts! How could he be like this...how could it be?"

Yu Ruicheng turned to look at the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the wind and snow with the wat board in his arms.

He sighed softly: "In the inner court, he must have many difficulties and it is inconvenient to tell the foreign ministers."

"Inconvenient? I think he enjoys it." Pu Ying said, "Look, he will never return the Sixteen Seals to the emperor in June this year."

"I still believe him." Yu Ruicheng said.

"I want to believe him too, but..." Pu Ying sighed helplessly.

Fu Yuanqing stood in the main hall for a while, and Debao came out from the back hall and said, "Old ancestor..."

"The emperor still doesn't want to see me?" Fu Yuanqing asked.

Debao was a little embarrassed, and nodded shyly: "Master, master, he said: If Father has anything to do, you can get it to the Supreme Harmony door. It's winter, it's so cold, I'm lazy, and I still don't think about it." .”

Fu Yuanqing stood there blankly for a while, then laughed.

His laughter made Debao feel distressed: "Old ancestor, why don't you go and report to the master Long Live..."

"No need." Fu Yuanqing lifted his robe and left the Zhongzheng Hall.

The snow outside is like goose feathers falling.

Looking up at the sky, the falling snowflakes cling to his eyelashes, and then melt into drops of water, hanging on them, refusing to fall.

Fang Jing followed with a cloak.

"Old ancestor, don't catch a cold."

"The emperor hasn't called me uncle for several years. Why do you call me that again today?" Fu Yuanqing said, not knowing whether to tell Fang Jing or himself, "Since last year, the emperor has seen me less and less. , except that Chaohui can catch a glimpse from a distance, and I don’t call him very much on weekdays..."

The childish child is about to be weak, and he is no longer the soft child who can be wrapped in his arms.

Eliminating dissidents and rebuilding the Qingliu, the young emperor's actions in the court are not small.

Faintly has become a dragon and a tiger.

The gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was right in front of him. Fu Yuanqing looked at it for a while, but couldn't tell what kind of complicated emotions were in his heart, and finally settled into nothingness.

13 years of hard work, as if to become a joke.

The cold wind was piercing, but for some reason, my heart was even colder.

His figure seemed to be going with the wind, but he stood firmly on the porch. After a while, until the sky turned white, he came back to his senses, stepped down the steps, and went straight out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Get on the stool with a curtain outside.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"It's almost time."

"Get out of the palace." He sighed.

"The court meeting..."

Fu Yuanqing coughed a few times: "Didn't you persuade me to worry less? Why are you going to the court meeting?"

Fang Jing hesitated and asked: "But today Yumen's hearing is related to the case of Hou Xinghai's corruption of ink—"

Fu Yuanqing shook his head, and coughed twice again. This cough made his hands and feet feel cold. As soon as he opened the veil, he saw a few spots of dark red blood seeping away quickly.

Fang Jing was startled: "Old ancestor!"

Fu Yuanqing closed his eyes and gasped for a while before saying, "Go back..."

He can't die yet.

At least not now.

The author says:

Yumen Tingzheng: In fact, the early court was not held in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, but outside the Gate of Supreme Harmony at three o'clock in the morning.It's called Yumen Tingzheng.