After becoming the king of the subjugated country

The recent life of Zheng Sangxi, the supervisor of Qin Tianjian, can be said to be colorful. Whether it is the dire straits of "everyone screams and beats the rats crossing the street", or the popularity of "being respected as a master", he has been in the past two months. I deeply felt it.

The matter has to be traced back to three months ago, above the court, His Majesty personally said that he would become a queen.Since he made a call in the court last time, saying that this matter "seems to be a disaster, but it is actually a disaster", he has been worried all day long, fearing that one day He'an County will be flooded and the dam will burst, and the blame will eventually fall on him On this day, His Majesty was not happy and decided to kill him.

For this reason, he didn't even dare to leave the gate of Qin Tianjian, especially during the most dangerous days, for fear of being beaten with a sack if he went out.

Of course, although he hid in the house, he did not do anything. He burned incense that he did not know how effective it was, prayed to the patriarch every day, offered incense and chanted scriptures to Sanqing, and hoped Shanhe Antai, Your Majesty can achieve what he wants, this matter will end soon.The Qintian prison was filled with smoke all day long, and the sacrifices were performed countless times. Sang Xi was extremely sincere every time, and worried about this matter day and night.

I don't know if the patriarch was moved by his sincerity, or Sanqing was annoyed by his nagging, Qin Tianjian Jianzheng's wish finally came true, and it was quite satisfactory.His Majesty was satisfied, the courtiers had nothing to say, and he not only saved his head, but also gained a strong sense of presence in the court based on this, and also received a generous reward.

A little Taoist boy brought a small box with a bunch of invitation cards inside, he pouted and said, "Master, they are here again."

Sang Xi glanced at it briefly, and many courtiers and wives expressed either bluntly or implicitly that they hoped to tell fortunes to their children, some to look at the feng shui of the mansion, and even more hopeful that he could refine the immortality. medicine...

Sang Xi didn't go at all, he shook his head, concealed the pride in his eyes, and said righteously: "Go and tell them that this matter has nothing to do with me, it's all because Your Majesty is the Son of Dragon, and only then can the He'an matter be resolved satisfactorily. "

Xiao Daotong looked at Sang Xi with even more admiration, and he walked away while muttering "Master is so humble".

After Sang Xi closed the door, he immediately let go of his arrogance and aloofness, and did not forget to offer incense to the patriarch. Of course, he couldn't hold back. With the boasting and boasting from the outside world, he also suspected that he really got the patriarch Blessing, thinking of this, Sang Xi's heart suddenly became hot. He simply took out the Yao cup passed down by his ancestor, rubbed his hands, and prayed in a low voice, "Patriarch, can I spend the rest of my life in peace?"

After finishing speaking, he raised the Yao cup over his head, then let go of his hand and threw it down, only to see that the Yao cup was positive and reversed, and the hexagram showed that it was auspicious, and Sang Xi couldn't help smiling.

Sang Xi continued to ask: "Then can I enjoy the glory and wealth?"

The Yao cup spun on the ground for a while this time, and finally stopped at one positive and one negative, still auspicious.

Sang Xi was overjoyed, and then asked, "Can I recruit more disciples? The kind that wants Taoism to become the state religion."

Two-faced, fierce.

"Then can I be a national teacher?"

fierce.

Sang Xi's smile had disappeared, and he faintly felt that this time it seemed to be a little more accurate.

"Then Patriarch, can you favor me a little more? For example, bless me to ascend to become a god in the future, if it's really not possible, you can refine a medicine of immortality."

fierce.

There was a thunderstorm from outside, and the voice of a Taoist boy came in, "It's broad daylight, and it didn't rain. Why did it suddenly thunder? Did someone do something outrageous? In my opinion, such a person is the most Easily struck by lightning."

A Taoist boy next to him echoed, "Senior brother is right."

Sang Xi: "..."

Three times in a row, Sang Xi almost burst into tears, and carefully asked the last sentence, "Is Your Majesty the real Dragon Son of Heaven? The one who is blessed by God."

Sang Xi threw down the Yao cup again, and the Yao cup kept spinning at an extremely fast speed. Sang Xi held his breath and waited, but before the result came out, there was a rustling sound outside the window. He took two steps outside the window, and before he opened the window, a pigeon head stuck out, "Goo!"

Sang Xi was startled, "Little ancestor, why are you here?"

The pigeon retracted again, then stretched out its paws and slid it hard, the window paper fell, and the sunlight poured into the room unscrupulously, adding a bright color to the place.

Sang Xi hurriedly coaxed the pigeon carefully, "I've already thought about what you're worried about, and His Majesty also said that we will discuss this matter the next day. Don't worry, I will definitely take care of it for you."

One person and one pigeon went away, and the spinning cup on the table finally stopped, and it was still one positive and one negative.

It is a good omen.

Although the outside world looked at Ji Chen and thought he had a smooth journey, in fact, he has encountered new problems now.

Because he was stuck in progress.

On the second day when he went to court, Sang Xi naturally knew that Ji Chen would be involved in his prosperity and wealth for the rest of his life, so he didn't hesitate to help him, and when he mentioned this matter again, he didn't forget to brag about his fate, " Your Majesty, you are the son of a real dragon, but you also need a real phoenix to match, and the mutual help will be the icing on the cake."

The courtier looked at him with extremely complicated eyes, suspicious and apprehensive, but at least he didn't think about dragging him out again, but he didn't easily agree with his point of view.

"Then who is the real phoenix?" A courtier nearby asked tentatively.

Sang Xi was silent for a while, and tried to force a smile, "Male Phoenix and female Phoenix, true Phoenix is ​​no exception."

Well, the pigeon is also a male, so it is right to be considered a phoenix.

There was silence in the court hall, and soon, the courtiers began to procrastinate deliberately. Since the final selection involves the position of the queen, the content of the assessment naturally needs to be focused on, so the personnel involved, the content of the assessment, and accompanying servants and other issues , were pulled out to discuss one by one, and discussed one matter for a month, but no effective conclusions could be discussed.

From the beginning of June to the beginning of August, at the court meeting, the courtiers still wanted to procrastinate. Ji Chen propped his chin and listened to the people in the Ministry of Rites. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his face was a little cold. Look, there is no final election, so let's just draw lots."

Master Qian tried his best to look at Bai Qi's face, and couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth, draw lots, half and half chance, he is not afraid of being drawn on Shang Nan?

Speaking of which, it seems that Shang Nan hasn't come out for a long time, is he busy serving His Majesty?

The official from the Ministry of Rites who had been chattering just now knelt down in an instant, and said hoarsely, "Your Majesty! A major national event involving the mother of the country, how can it be so childish?"

Seeing that the group of people below were serious, Ji Chen snorted coldly, "It doesn't work, it doesn't work, is it so difficult to choose a mother of the country? You tell me, how many more days do you need?"

"Ten days, at most ten days." The servant of the Ministry of Rites retreated again and again, and finally affirmed.

The people below should be, seeing Ji Chen's face is not good-looking, they also know that this is their last chance.

Either they persuade Ji Chen with their mouths, or Ji Chen persuades them with his hands.

After getting the final date and returning to the palace, Bai Qi squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Chen beside him, "Have I not gone out as Shang Nan for a long time?"

Ji Chen put down the book in his hand, blinked, "Are you going to scare them? Okay, you go, I'll clean up the follow-up for you."

Bai Qi just laughed, playing with the mask in his hand.

But this mask is not the white mask he used to use. On the right side of the mask, an orchid was drawn with ink. It's a pity that this person's technique is not good enough, and the orchid is a bit skewed, but the coloring is very vivid.

It was the work of someone who had nothing to do and started trying to cultivate his sentiments.

After a long absence, Bai Qi picked up the mask, put it on again, changed her clothes, and went to Dengwen Tower again.

There are many people going in and out of Dengwenlou. The golden sun shines on the large balcony on the second floor. Many literati are splashing ink. In the hall on the first floor, there are actors singing and dancing, hoping to become famous here. .

This is the high-rise building specially built by the Qin family for scholars all over the world, and it is also the place where scholars became famous. After Shangnan soared to the sky, almost all scholars would come here for a while, hoping that they could become a great minister in the future.

Zhao Hanlin looked downstairs and couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and the pen that was originally composing the poem stopped temporarily.

Shang Nan was considered a celebrity here, and with that iconic mask, he didn't need to entertain him. A group of people surrounded him, asking him enthusiastically, trying to catch up with him.

In the end, Bai Qi rescued him by relying on Zhao Hanlin, only five or six of the mighty crowd were left, and they entered another small room.

Looking at Bai Qi, Zhao Hanlin couldn't help sighing, "Shang Nan, it's really not easy for you to get to this point."

There are tens of thousands of students in the capital, and a large number of people in the Guozijian want to get ahead. Even if they enter the court, there are countless people who want to climb up and let His Majesty know their names.

Just like him, now that he has passed his thirties, the officials are evaluated every three years, and they are considered excellent every year, but their official position is still only the top six ranks. However, Shang Nan quickly climbed to the top because of his acquaintance with His Majesty and his good management in the palace. Being the fourth grade, this is a chance, a great blessing!

Bai Qi smiled slightly, "It's just up to His Majesty's promotion."

A group of people were gossiping, from the past to the present, with past friendships, and Shang Nan's status was different from the past, the atmosphere was naturally very warm.

Just as he was talking, someone had noticed Shang Nan's unusual mask a long time ago, Zhu Yi joked, "Mr. Shang, did you draw this painting yourself? It's a bit of an average painting skill, and it looks a bit inappropriate."

Just as Zhao Hanlin wanted to agree a few times, he closed his mouth again.

Zhu Yi felt that what he said was right, "Why don't Mr. Shang take off the mask, and I'll give this mask to Mr. Qian for you. He is especially good at meticulous painting. If the painting on the mask is repaired with two strokes, it can be more perfect. .”

The people next to him also booed, "That's right, Mr. Shang, we've known each other for so long, why don't you take off the mask and show us!"

Bai Qi stretched out his hand to press the mask, "I really want to see it? That's okay, but I don't need to fix the painting. He is the best in my heart."

Bai Qi revealed a gentle smile, and lifted the mask, "It's just that there is a rule in my grandfather's family. If I choose an identity to wear a mask, only when I meet someone who agrees with me wholeheartedly can I ask the other party to reveal it for me." Come on, now he has uncovered the mask for me, and painted a few strokes on the mask for me, so it's okay for you to see it, and it's not considered breaking the rules."

Under the shining sunlight, a familiar face was reflected.

Bai Qi Shiran put on the mask again, and returned to the palace without haste.

Dengwen Tower is still lively, the dancers in the hall are dressed in red, dancing with fans, a group of scholars applaud, racking their brains to think of beautiful poems, comparing and learning from each other, only a small room on the second floor is dead silent .

Zhu Yi is Lord Qian's man, he was the one who made Lord Qian notice Shang Nan at the beginning, and later he was the one who kept close to the two of them, thinking that he was very eloquent.

But this scene is really beyond the scope of what he can speak.

Zhao Hanlin's face was extremely stiff, "...Everyone, I'll take a step first."

The people around walked away, and Zhu Yi quickly found a reason to go home, but the moment he stepped into the house, he trembled and his legs softened. fell to the ground.

Back in the room, Zhu Yi didn't ask anyone to light the lamp, just sat in the dark room like this, muttering: "It's him, it's him..."

Master Qian heard that Shang Nan was coming, but he didn't see anyone coming to report to him, so he hurried to Zhu Yi's yard, knocked on the door without saying a word, then entered his main house, and asked eagerly, " What did Shang Nan say? Do you have any plans to tell us? How does he get along with His Majesty in the palace? Is His Majesty closer to him or Bai Qi?"

Zhu Yi looked at him blankly, tears were about to come out, he moved his lips, then closed his mouth again, extremely hesitant, not knowing how to speak.

Daddy Qian was so angry that he shook his shoulder vigorously, "You mean it! It's not bad if you can't earn a queen and a noble concubine, but if you can earn a queen, you must work hard! You are so big! Old people, why can't even say a word now!"

Master Qian bitterly said in his heart that when he becomes the first assistant in the future, he must arrange for himself a few more subordinates who can speak and will not become dumb at critical moments.

Zhu Yi struggled and said, "He's not—"

Having said that, he stopped again, trying to organize his words.

Lord Qian wished he could blow his head off, "Shang Nan offended His Majesty, he is not His Majesty's favorite?" After thinking about it, Lord Qian felt that something was wrong, and his face was filled with horror, "Could it be that Shang Nan is not a young talent at all? , but a rebel?"

Unfortunately, he never thought about the possibility of Shang Nan's identity being in question.

Zhu Yi looked at Mr. Qian's constantly changing expression, and felt a sense of joy and absurdity. How many of them fell into this big pit, but now this 'Shang Nan' revealed his identity again, obviously embarrassing them, " Lord Qian, Shang Nan is not Shang Nan at all, he does not have this name at all, everything is used to lie to us."

"What?" Master Qian's face was ashen, thinking that there was really something wrong with Shang Nan's identity.

"He's Bai Qi!" Zhu Yi shouted loudly.

The lingering sound echoed in the room, circling in Mr. Qian's ears. He stood there in a daze, yet to react.

Zhu Yi still didn't think it was exciting enough, so he said another thing to Mr. Qian, "I told Shang Nan to take off the mask, because the painting skills on it were too poor, and I said it was sent to you, so I asked you to add it on." A few strokes, but later, he said that it was drawn by His Majesty. I have to remind you first, if Your Majesty really wants to compare with you, you must not be too aggressive. Your Majesty is not a good-tempered emperor. If you really want to suppress His Majesty, I am afraid that His Majesty will also suppress your official position!"

Master Qian: "..."

Mr. Qian thought about his calculations over the past year, plus Zhu Yi's make-up today, and suddenly felt grief and indignation, he is dead!

But Mr. Qian dare not hide this matter. Since Bai Qi dared to take off his mask, he must have obtained His Majesty's approval. He deliberately leaked this news, not because he hoped that this matter would be passed on to the courtiers so that they could see it personally. By the time of the final draft, Bai Qi and Shang Nan were alone, and the second place was destined to fall to him.

"Too much deception, really too much deception!" Mr. Qian went to the restaurant and opened a box, called his henchmen, announced the unfortunate news, couldn't help crying on the spot, and slapped the table hard, " He's just playing around with civil and military affairs!"

The person next to him was stupefied, his hand holding the wine glass couldn't stop shaking, seeing that the glass of wine was about to be spilled.

Gritting his teeth, Mr. Qian couldn't help admiring him. If his son had this ability and ability, he would naturally be happy, but the problem is that he has offended Shang Nan a long time ago.

Thinking about how many things he said to slander Bai Qi in front of Shang Nan in the past, Mr. Qian was completely desperate, oh, more than that, he used to think that he was kind to Shang Nan, and told him many things, not less about some old ministers Bad words, and I have criticized His Majesty for being too busy and reckless, and his killing spirit is too heavy.

Master Qian sniffed and wiped his snot with a handkerchief. He just wanted to go back to the past, to the moment when he appreciated Shang Nan so much, and to get rid of that self who wanted to gather Shang Nan into his own camp on a whim. To strangle.

There was a burst of crying and howling in the box of the dry brand, and finally, there was a burst of cursing from outside, "Mourning! Cry at night! Go back and cry if you want to cry, the atmosphere here is ruined for nothing!"

Wan Cen Sulai, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, has a hot temper, and he doesn't like to give face to anyone except the emperor. He heard the shopkeeper say that this is Mr. Qian, so he naturally refused to back down. Kick people away and beat them up. "There's no end to it. I entertained my friends and asked someone to come over and sing a song. I heard you crying and crying non-stop. It's only a quarter of an hour. Now it's been half an hour. How long are you going to cry!"

Lord Qian sneered, wiped his face and directly opened the door of the room. Facing the casserole-sized fist of Wan Cen, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, he was not afraid at all, and directly threw out the heavy news, "Bai Qi is Shang Nan, we were tricked by them!"

Master Qian couldn't help rambling, "I don't know when Bai Qi made up his mind to use the name of Shang Nan to attract people's attention outside. After all, he probably had this plan when he left the palace with His Majesty." .Bai Qi can really bear it. In the past, he even endured our ridicule that he has no reputation or bad writing..."

Wan Cen was completely sluggish, and it took a long time for his mushy head to react. He yelled, "What did you say?!"

"I said Shang Nan is Bai Qi!" Lord Qian yelled back not to be outdone.

The setting of the cloister makes this sentence sway in the restaurant.

For a while, the people who had meals and banquets here were dumbfounded.

what's the situation? ?

"Keep outside and don't allow anyone to approach." Wan Cen hastily explained.

A lot of people opened the door of the box and walked towards Mr. Qian. Wan Cen finally came to his senses, grabbed Mr. Qian by the collar and dragged him through the door, then led his own people into their room, closed the door behind his back, and Master Qian stuffed himself into his seat, picked up a bowl of hangover soup at hand, and poured it into him.

Wan Cen's breathing was unconsciously heavy, his head eroded by alcohol was completely awake, and he returned to his calm side in the court, "You explain it clearly to me from the beginning!"

They didn't support the man as queen in the first place, and they wanted to stir up disputes between the two, let them fight, and delay for a while, but if Shang Nan was Bai Qi, how could they fight?

If it weren't for the fact that Bai Qi and Shang Nan were not at odds, and the two sides were barely evenly matched, there would definitely be courtiers who couldn't help but send men to His Majesty, but they thought that the current situation was not easy and could not be easily broken, so they tried their best to stop it. down.

They have worked so hard to bear countless infamy, and now it seems that Bai Qi may have been fulfilled.

Thinking of this, Wan Cen's face turned blue.