Shaodi Chunxin

The Hall of Mental Cultivation has not been so lively for a long time.

Debao greeted the palace guards who came to wipe the blood on the white marble railing that Master Master had just bumped into.

The priest from the pastor house is in the process of consulting and bandaging Mr. Normal.

Shi Jianyi covered his forehead, sat on the pedals with a pale face, and stared angrily at the young emperor on the dragon chair.

"What did Your Majesty say? Say what you just said again!" he demanded.

The young emperor's face turned ashen: "I said that if the cabinet has not yet reached a conclusion, and Fu Yuanqing has not been invited to discuss it, then don't send the booklet to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. It doesn't matter if the queen is not elected."

"I have taught the first emperor, the king of Qin, and the king of Fu! But you are the only one who can't teach you, Your Majesty!"

"Sir, you don't want to be the emperor's teacher, so you ask yourself to become an official." The young emperor said, "So as not to humiliate your reputation for the rest of your life."

Shi Jianyi was trembling with anger. He stood up and wanted to find the pillar, but Debao quickly grabbed him: "Master! Master! You can't help it... You are the emperor, you are the master. The students don't understand, you Please persuade me more, but you must not seek short-sightedness again."

"It's called dying! What kind of short-sightedness." Shi Jianyi almost died of anger

Mr. Yu Ge and Heng Ge, who were still arguing at first, died down a long time ago because of Mr. Teacher's words.

Finally, Mr. Heng Ge couldn't listen anymore, and persuaded: "Master, please calm down. The master will teach you to solve your doubts. If your Majesty doesn't understand something, you should also do your duty as a master and teach it slowly."

Elder Yu Ge nodded slowly: "Your Majesty also needs to respect the teacher, and be an example for the students of the world."

The young emperor kept a straight face, and after a while he said: "It's because I lost my sense of proportion. Please teach me, sir."

Only then did Shi Jianyi choke with tears in his eyes and said: "The master said: 'If you don't keep secrets, you will lose your ministers, and if your ministers don't keep secrets, you will lose your status. , How to act? Chaos is born, and words are regarded as the order. If things go on like this, the world will be in chaos!"

The young emperor was silent.

Before finishing, Shi Jianyi turned to criticize the two assistant ministers, saying: "Mr. Yuge and Mr. Hengge, the cabinet is the secret place of the world's privy secrets. The two elders are also important ministers that the emperor relies on. They should be respected by their ancestors. The most important thing! Now one is recommending the Quan family, and the other is only caring about his own daughter, are you worthy of the late emperor Tuogu? Are you worthy of the responsibility of the two ministers of your family who care about your life?"

The two pavilion elders suffered an unreasonable disaster, and they didn't know what to say when they stood on the steps.

Yu Ruicheng, who had been silent in the back, took out his close-fitting handkerchief, wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, and said gently: "I have the courage to say something. The cabinet has made a list of fourteen women of good age, except for the Quan family." In addition to the Heng family, there are other women who have both virtue and ability. To follow the Taizu's legacy, why don't you ask Your Majesty to look at the album and choose the one you like."

Heng Ge frowned and asked, "Then what about the others?"

"Your Majesty's harem is empty, and it will take some time to prepare for the draft. Why not bring them into the harem together, add fragrance to the red sleeves, spread branches and leaves, and make everyone happy."

For a moment, the entire East Nuan Pavilion was quiet.

"If someone's heart belongs to him, what will delay the marriage?" The young emperor asked him.

"I don't think so." Yu Ruicheng replied slowly, "If you really belong, why do you want to be a queen? What's more, entering the palace as a concubine can be regarded as a mother's honor and glory. What kind of marriage is there? What's better than marrying the royal family?"

Yu Ruicheng still smiled gently, as if the words that decided the fate of the fourteen women just now did not come from him.

After a while, Heng Jing looked at Shi Jianyi, then at Yu Luqiu, and finally bowed to the young emperor and said, "I think what the elder Xiaoge said is true."

After a while, Old Yu Ge sighed softly, and said: "The minister seconded the proposal."

"Sir, do you have any other opinions?" The young emperor asked Shi Jianyi.

Yu Ruicheng's proposal was systematic, reasonable, and in line with etiquette. Although the treatment of women was a bit sloppy, the world was nothing but pawns in the eyes of courtiers like them, and women were the same.

In this way, even Shi Jianyi can't say anything.

Under the support of Debao, Master Shi reluctantly stood up and saluted, "That's it."

The young emperor frowned slightly, sat back on the dragon chair, and said that the booklet was turned page by page, and at the last few pages it stopped at the word Gengqin.

"Who brought this gengqin up?" he asked.

"It seems to be..." Yu Ruicheng thought for a while, and said with a smile, "It's Pu Minxin. He came to the cabinet to deliver the paperwork that day, and I asked by the way. This girl is the younger sister of Geng Wanxiao, who was given by Huke. ... [Correction 1]"

"No power, no power, no support, no support." Shaodi muttered, "Very well, it's her."

As soon as his words fell, everyone was shocked.

"His Majesty?!"

"In addition, the person Pu Ying mentioned is in line with my wishes and has meritorious service. I will reward you with a boa robe and a thousand stones of lumi." The young emperor said.

This time, the faces of several cabinet ministers changed.

The young emperor glanced at the time, and asked Debao: "Is Neishutang going to finish soon?"

Debao hurriedly said, "Yes, master. School will be over in two minutes."

The young emperor sighed: "It's like that over there, everyone, step back. I'm tired."

Several people walked in silence, and when they left the Duanmen, they were greeted by sedan chairs from various families outside, and the ministers exchanged pleasantries before going their separate ways.The two sedan chairs of Yu's family were walking outside the palace, one in front and the other behind. After walking for a while, they became side by side.

Yu Luqiu asked, "Why do you propose this today?"

After a while, the curtain over there was lifted, and Yu Ruicheng said: "Father and Mr. Hengge are both ministers of Gu Ming. Although they are usually friendly, they have shown their edge in the matter of the empress. I am afraid that the loss outweighs the gain if the young emperor becomes jealous. Son Thinking about it, the battle for succession is now a dead game, neither Quan You nor Heng Nian Shuang will make His Majesty happy anymore, so it is better to take a step back and enter the palace at the same time as the imperial concubine. It not only eases the current tense situation, but also The best thing to do is to retreat. Gengqin has no power or power, so there is nothing for the two of you. When Miss Quan's family conceives a dragon child in the future, she will ask you to be named imperial concubine. At that time..."

Yu Ruicheng smiled: "At that time, there will be no need for Gengqin to exist."

When he finished speaking, the sedan chair had already left the imperial city.

Old Yu Ge sighed: "You are considered exhaustive now, even my old father is not as thorough as you."

"Father is the chief assistant of the cabinet. He is under one person and above ten thousand people. He serves the king like walking on thin ice. He has worked hard for half his life for the Yu family. As a son, he only does his best and does what he should do." Yu Ruicheng said .

"It's the best if you can think that way." Elder Yu Ge coughed lightly, "I'm relieved to be a father. Pu Ying suggested Gengqin that day..."

Yu Ruicheng's smile turned cold: "That day, I just asked a random question, and Min Xin answered it casually. I didn't expect the young emperor to value it so much... If it's okay on weekdays, today the Hall of Mental Cultivation is in chaos, it seems that he, Pu Minxin, is wise and wise." Unselfish."

"You and him are brothers, he has always been honest, how could he think of this joint?"

"Someone pointed him out." Yu Ruicheng said flatly.

"...It's Fu Yuanqing?" Yu Luqiu thought for a while, "That day when he sent a booklet to the cabinet, the only person he would meet before meeting us... was Fu Yuanqing."

Thinking of this, Mr. Yu Ge coughed a little louder: "When the court is so turbulent, he is lucky, and he can get what he wants by getting out of the matter. You, a good brother back then, are worthy of being an official in the court. , A person who can cover the sky with one hand. It is not easy to do things. Ruicheng, do you still want to be merciful to this person?"

This time, Yu Ruicheng's sedan chair was quiet, and no one answered.

The young emperor finally finished dealing with a lot of people and things, and was about to change his clothes when he heard Debao report: "Master, Mr. Pu is waiting outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation to thank you."

The young emperor glanced at Shi Chen and frowned: "I don't have time to see him, let him go back."

"Master Pu is kneeling outside the hall, determined to see you." Debao said cautiously, "You know Mr. Pu's temper. If you don't see Shengyan, I'm afraid he won't leave."

"..." The young emperor sat back, "Let him in. Tell him that I am busy with official duties, so come back quickly."

"Yes."

After a while, Debao led Pu Ying into Dongnuange.

After Pu Ying saluted, the young emperor asked, "What's the matter with Pu Qing?"

Pu Ying said: "Your Majesty's reward, I have already received it, but I am afraid that I will not be able to accept it."

The young emperor was startled: "Pu Aiqing dislikes the lack of rewards?"

"Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king. How can I think that the reward is too small." Pu Ying said, "It's just that if your majesty rewards the minister because of the post-election, the minister should be ashamed..."

"Why?"

Pu Ying clasped her palms on her chest, bowed and said: "The reason why I want to use Gengqin is because I was instructed by Fu's palm seal. If you want to judge merit, Your Majesty should write it on Fu's palm seal."

"It's Fu Yuanqing..."

"Yes." Pu Ying said, "That day, all the cabinet ministers discussed matters, taking the emperor Taizu's legacy as a constraint, not allowing Fu Zhangyin to enter, so Fu Zhangyin waited in the corridor of the cabinet..."

He said the matter exactly.

Upon hearing this, the young emperor was silent for a while, and said, "Pu Qing is an upright gentleman."

"Your Majesty is absurd. I just don't dare to be greedy for credit, and I don't want to be heartless." Pu Ying said.

"I know." The young emperor said, "It's just that the reward has been given, and nothing else, but for Qing's frank behavior. Pu Aiqing don't want to refuse."

"...Yes. I thank Long En." Pu Ying hesitated for a while, and finally knelt down and kowtowed, finally receiving the grace.

The guilt that he had been carrying in his heart since just now finally dissipated.

Pu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and after thanking her, she was about to leave Dongnuange.

When he got up, he looked out of the window of the Nuan Pavilion. For some reason, the sky, which was clear just now, was suddenly filled with black clouds, layered upon layer, pressing down from the west.

The surroundings became quiet.

Not a whiff of wind is gone.

The birds and insects stopped chirping, and there was some restlessness in the air.

The young emperor asked casually: "Pu Aiqing, I don't know how Mr. Pu's health has been these past few days? When can you come to Gongye to teach me?"

Pu Ying came back to her senses, just about to play the right song.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, tearing the clouds ferociously.

Then the thunder exploded, making people's ears buzzing, and the seven souls and six apertures were about to disperse.

Pu Ying trembled all over, the wat board in her arms fell to the ground, and broke into two pieces on the gold brick, she knelt down quickly and said, "I'm sorry!"

The bean-heavy rain then fell crazily. It didn't look like rain, but like copper beans falling from the sky. They fell one by one, and even the flowers and leaves of the crabapple tree at the door were scattered and scattered all over the place. land.

This scene happened extremely fast.

Before Pu Ying could react, she saw through the window someone wearing oilskin clothing rushing in from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, bypassing Yingbi.He recognized that person, it was Cao Ban'an, Bingbi, the supervisor of rites.

Cao Ban'an was drenched all over, outside the door of Yangxin Hall, Debao took a towel to wipe it, he also wringed the water on his clothes, and when it stopped dripping, he walked in a few steps, and knelt outside the door of Dongnuan Pavilion.

"Master, servant Cao Ban'an, there is something urgent to report."

The young emperor asked, "What's the matter?"

Cao Ban'an lifted half of his body, glanced at Pu Ying and said, "The urgent report just came from outside the palace... old Mr. Pu Boming died of illness..."

Shocked, Pu Ying forgot her demeanor, and asked in Dongnang Pavilion, "What did you say?!"

Cao Ban'an said again: "Mr. Pu passed away."

Before he finished speaking, another bolt of lightning split the black sky.

Then the heavy rain gathered.

Weave an impenetrable net and embrace the world into it.

Pu Ying was dumbfounded, and after a long while, she turned her head and said to the young emperor with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please, please forgive my family... I, my minister will take leave, return, return home, go to the funeral..."

His thoughts were confused, and he couldn't think of a decent word for a long time.

"I'm sure." The young emperor said, "Go back."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Pu Ying walked out a few steps in a daze.

He walked to the door, looked at the rain curtain and started to be in a daze for some reason, until Cao Banan followed him out, took a new raincoat, and asked someone to hold an umbrella over.

"Master Pu, please take care of your health, my condolences." Cao Ban'an said as he put on a raincoat for him.

Pu Ying looked back at him, her face panicked, she remembered something, and said, "Fu Zhangyin is a student of my father-in-law, and I asked Cao Bingbi to convey the news of the funeral."

Cao Ban'an tucked in his sleeves and bowed, "Cao Ban'an made a note of it, and it will be passed on to the palm print."

Pu Ying put on a raincoat and took an umbrella into the heavy rain. In the rain, he warned again: "He has a deep relationship with his family, please advise him not to be too sad."

Cao Ban'an lowered his head: "Yes."

Pu Ying wanted to say something more, but didn't know what else to say, sighed, and rushed into the endless pitch black rain.

"Brother, let's not go to class." Yang Lingxue said to him, "The teacher will finish the class later and go out. Let's go fishing in Shichahai."

Yang Lingxue looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, she poked her head over from the desk next to her and said quietly.

In the dusty classroom, Fu Yuanqing couldn't tell whether it was real or not.

But he soon realized that he was dreaming.

It's just that he hasn't had such a long dream for a long, long time.

"Let's catch two carp and cook them." Yang Lingxue took out flint, salt, and a knife from his schoolbag, "Look, I have everything ready. The fish in Haizi are about to be eaten by those brats." I caught them all, and I don’t know what is left. Hey..."

Young Yang Lingxue is worried about the fatness of the carp.

Fu Yuanqing looked up, his mentor, Pu Boming was putting down the scroll in his hand and looking over.

"Yang Lingxue, what did Shi Gang say?" Master Pu asked.

Yang Lingxue was taken aback, then slowly stood up, and looked at the master blankly: "Speak...speak..."

"Talk about whether the fish in Houhai are plump or not. Do you eat three or two fish, or five or six fish?" Master Pu teased.

Yang Lingxue scratched her head shyly: "Master, I was wrong."

"Go out and stand there, bring two buckets of water." Master said.

Pu Boming was always strict, and what he said was not to be questioned. Yang Lingxue responded, and went out honestly to stand for punishment.Master Pu walked up to Fu Yuanqing with his hands behind his back.

At this time, the master, with a Confucian scarf and a shirt, has a bit of a Taoist style.

Fu Yuanqing looked at his teacher carefully.

In the past 13 years, even in his dreams, he has never looked at the teacher so carefully.

"Yuan Qing, tell me what the teacher just said." Master Pu asked him.

Fu Yuanqing lowered his head to look at the book on his desk, it was "Yang Ming Spectrum", and said: "The master just told the life story of Mr. Yang Ming."

"Hmm..." Pu Fuzi nodded and asked again, "Where did I get to, please read it and listen to all the students."

"Yes."

Fu Yuanqing held up the "Yangming Spectrum" in front of him and recited: "On the evening of the 28th, Mr. Yangming asked: 'Where is it?' The waiter said: 'Qinglongpu.' The next day, Mr. Ji called in. After a long time, open your eyes Said: "I'm going." After weeping, he asked: "What is the last word, Mr.?" Mr. said with a smile: "This heart is bright, so what can I say.'"

——This heart is bright, so what can I say?

His heart trembled suddenly, and he looked up at Mr. Pu Boming.

Pu Boming looked at him with a smile as if he hadn't noticed.

All the students in the class gradually changed their youthful faces and became the familiar officials in the court.

Pu Boming still smiled without saying a word.

"This heart is bright, what can I say..." Fu Yuanqing said with a trembling voice, "Master...I..."

At this moment, a flash of light struck down from the sky, tearing apart the dream, and all the characters were shattered, only Master Pu turned into a little bit of starlight, drifting upward, into the lightning, and merged with the sky.

Fu Yuanqing suddenly woke up from the dream, gasping for breath.

He was covered in cold sweat, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a thunderbolt.Fu Yuanqing stood up and looked in surprise. The sky was dark and dangerous, as if he was in danger of falling. Lightning tore through the clouds and crawled ferociously in the gaps, like a dragon spying on time.

Thunder came again.

The sky is full of lightning