Reincarnation of the powerful minister

On the seventh day of May, it was sunny.Auspicious gods should be tended: Tiande, people's day, eliminating gods, suitable for sacrifice.

On the anniversary of Emperor Xianzu's death, the seven-day national public memorial ceremony kicked off simultaneously in the two capitals of Daming and the prefectures of the Thirteenth Division.

The Ministry of Officials under Su Yan's jurisdiction, together with the Ministry of Rites, Taichang Temple and Jinyiwei, has done all the preparatory work for this public sacrifice that the ulterior motives do not care about drinking. All that can be done now is to follow the steps and wait for the results.

A large open space was cleared at the most prosperous Dongshi Street in the capital, and an open sacrificial hall was built in advance. A huge oil painting portrait of Emperor Xianzu was hung in the central main hall, and Jinglong's paintings were hung on the left and right sides of the side hall. Portraits of Emperor and Qinghe Emperor.

The sacrificial process was no different from the ancestral system, but because the new emperor specially approved the participation of the gentry and some common people in the capital, this unprecedented honor set off an upsurge of excitement among the people.Everyone scrambled to sign up, but unfortunately, the number of places was limited and the threshold was quite high. Many people were screened out during the one-month registration period. In the end, most of the lucky ones who participated in the sacrifice were the well-known elders in the market, the eloquent gentlemen, and the well-connected shop heads, The head of the village and the head of the village.

According to Su Yan's arrangement, after the officials of the Ministry of Rituals finished the sacrificial process, these gentry and common people lined up to pay homage to the portrait of the emperor Xianzu, kowtow to offer incense, and then went to the side hall to bow to the portraits of the late emperor and the present emperor .

Because there were too many people onlookers, the soldiers of Wucheng Bingmasi set up a cordon on the sidelines to maintain the order of the venue. There were also many Jinyiwei spies in micro-clothes mixed in the crowd, carefully observing the reactions of the people.

The public sacrifice is presided over by the Minister of Taichang Temple.Su Yan didn't show up in public, and entered a teahouse in Dongshi in casual clothes, drinking tea with Shen Qi and Jing Hongzhui in the private room, while overlooking the square through the window.I saw a large circle of black and white surrounding the middle, full of moving human heads, which could not be seen clearly.

Fortunately, Jing Hong's chasing martial arts has reached a high level, her eyesight and hearing are amazing, so she told him what she saw and heard.

"...Have you paid homage to the holy face? Your brother has burned incense and accumulated great virtues for eight lifetimes! Tell me what the emperor Xianzu looks like. I heard from the old people that he has a dragon-shaped appearance with a high nose, long eyes, and towering ears." , but really?"

"Dragon shape... Who dares to say it's not, but... that portrait is really lifelike. It is said that it was made by a Western painter. The painting is like a mirror. It seems to see the living Emperor Xianzu sitting in front of me, but it makes me nervous. I broke out in a cold sweat!"

"The appearance is really heroic, like... By the way, like the emperor, at least [-]% to [-]% like him!"

"What are you talking about! That's the emperor!"

"No, what I mean is that the current emperor looks like Emperor Xianzu, and looks like a pair of grandparents and grandchildren who look like portraits!"

"I don't know if the portraits of Xiyi people are real..."

"How is it not true? Two years ago, the old man had the honor to see the late Emperor Longyan, which is almost the same as the portrait in the sacrificial hall."

"This is a bit interesting. Today's appearance is not like the first emperor, but very much like the ancestor. If I have a cousin, the same is true. They have no resemblance to their biological parents, but they seem to be picked up. But guess what, He was born exactly the same as his grandfather when he was young! A few days ago, I heard scholars chatting in a teahouse.

"What do you mean?"

"It means that the father does not pass on to the son, but passes on to the grandson, and there is a generation gap in between."

"Then...is the Son still the Father's Son?"

"Are you stupid? If the son is not the son of the father, how can he give birth to the grandson of the father? Even if he was born with the son-in-law, the grandson is also of the father's blood, right?"

Su Yan almost spit out his tea, and laughed into a ball at the teahouse: "Who are these people, hahaha... But it's okay to be vulgar and down-to-earth. I don't know who here is the spy of Jin Yiwei, but they are quite capable."

Shen Qi had a half-smile that wasn't a smile: "It doesn't matter which one, as long as you can fight the fire."

Su Yan laughed hard.Jing Hong chased him to comfort his back, and he stopped his belching, and said: "This cluster of small flames is burning well. If all the prefectures and cities are like the capital city, then you will just wait and see, what is it?" A single spark can start a prairie fire."

After drinking a pot of tea, the three of them got up and left the private room. When they passed by another half-covered private room, Su Yan caught a glimpse of a familiar figure through the crack of the door, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Qilang, Ah Zhui, you take a step first, I'll talk to someone before going back."

Shen Qi also caught a glimpse of the person inside the door, and then said: "Okay, you talk slowly, I'll go to the square below."

Jing Hong chased and said: "I am meditating on the roof, sir, please call me if you have something to do."

The two left quickly.Su Yan knocked on the door, pushed the door in without waiting for the person inside to speak, and closed the door tightly.The man turned his head to look at him, very surprised: "You..."

Su Yan said softly, "Brother Ping Shan, long time no see."

The surprise on Cui Jinping's face turned indifferent, he didn't get up, he just cupped his hands: "Su Ge always has a lot of things to do, so I don't have time to see this little shrimp, it's only natural."

Su Yan didn't mind the sarcasm in his words, and sat down opposite him: "It's true that you're busy, but it's not so busy that you don't even have time to have a cup of tea or chat with you. I know you're angry , obviously contributed to the new king's enthronement, but did not get the corresponding reward."

"Hey, so you know it too." Cui Jinping filled his empty cup with tea, hesitated, and ignored Su Yan.

Su Yan just wanted to untie the knot between the two parties, and didn't want to drink tea.I also don't want to tell Cui Jinping that the reason why Zhu Helin doesn't value him is that he was defined as an "opportunist" when he was in Nanjing, thinking that he has talent but no virtue.

Su Yan felt that Zhu Helin's comment was a bit excessive - no one is perfect, how can there be so many people with high moral character.Don't be afraid of selfishness, it is enough to know how to do things and be able to restrain yourself within the scope of the Tao and the law.Like the emperor, he is well versed in the truth that "when the water is clear, there will be no fish", so not all those standing in the court are good people, but none of them are mediocre.

But Zhu Helin was still young, with a pure spirit, and he couldn't rub the sand in his eyes.He didn't like Cui Jinping because he had the idea of ​​turning against him. Even if he reluctantly used it because of Su Yan's recommendation, he would not reuse it.

If Cui Jinping knows this, the blow will be greater than anything else, and it will even turn into the resentment and dissatisfaction of "not being able to understand the master and abandon it", and he will directly throw it out with his arrogant temper - then his official career will be completely over !

After hesitating, Su Yan said, "Rewards for meritorious deeds are good, but if you really think about it, why and how do you become an official?"

Cui Jinping didn't answer, but asked instead: "Do you still remember the first time we met alone, and it was also in a teahouse?"

"Remember, clarification workshop, Taibai building."

"At that time, I was suffering from lack of talents and no way to serve the country. You told me a hometown saying, 'You don't have the skills to be an official, all you need is a thick antenna'. Do you still remember?"

Su Yan was a little embarrassed. At the beginning, he was still a bastard who aimed at dandies, so his words were indeed inappropriate, so he said, "I made a slip of the tongue and misled Brother Pingshan."

Cui Jinping sneered slightly: "You didn't mislead me, but enlightened me. Let me know that if you want to be successful in the officialdom, besides ability, what is more important is your backing and connections."

"it's not true--"

"That's it! I have been friends with you, Su Qinghe, all these years. I dare not say ten points. At least eight points are because of you, not your official position. In my conscience, even if you become the old man, I will not I want to see you as an 'antenna', I just want you to give me a chance, and I will do my best to share your worries. But what about you? You don't like me!" Cui Jinping stared at Su Yan closely, and his tone became more and more excited, " These days, I have been thinking over and over again, what is lacking in me, Cui Pingshan, and I am not worthy of your Suge boss to take a look? Even Xie Gong, who has never been in contact with him, is willing to take the initiative to support me, and you are commensurate with my friend, both emotionally and rationally. It shouldn't be like this... Now I finally understand."

"What do you want to understand?" Su Yan asked.

Cui Jinping said: "I figured out that you are jealous of the virtuous and capable. You are afraid that after I take over the position, I will rob your holy family and cover your limelight!"

Su Yan was silent, then heaved a long sigh, stretched out a finger, and tapped on Cui Jinping's heart: "What kind of person am I, Su Yan, there is no need to explain to those who know me, and it is useless to explain to those who don't know me." .Do you understand me? Ask your heart."

Cui Jinping sat in a daze, not avoiding his fingertips.

Su Yan got up and bowed to him: "I haven't congratulated Brother Pingshan on being promoted to the general manager yet. No matter who recommended you, and for what purpose, since you are in the position, you should seek his own government and fulfill your duties. You should be rich and not obscene and powerful. Unyielding. Don’t forget the poems you wrote about your own ambitions—‘When the rain invades the leaves, the color will not be lost’, and ‘the dragon will leap to the golden scales’.”

Cui Jinping watched his back disappear outside the door, and only after a while did he come back to his senses, and said bitterly, "You don't need to remind me!"

Su Yan walked out of the teahouse and took a deep breath of the air that was getting hotter in May.

Jing Hong chased him from the roof and floated to his side, and said in a low voice: "Everyone has his own aspirations, and each has his own way. Those who have gone through the same way may not be able to go to the end. Don't regret it. Those who will accompany you to the end will always be at your side."

Su Yan turned to look at him seriously, Jing Hongzhui almost blushed, and then smiled slightly: "Is that you who will accompany me to the end, Ah Zhui?"

Jing Hong chased the pedestrians who came and went, and held the finger of Master Su whom he loved and loyal to: "What do you think?"

Su Yan shook his hand back and said, "My answer will always remain the same—although I don't know where the end of this road is, we will go on together as long as we don't give up."

I'm very glad that I found you under the bridge hole.

I am also very glad that no matter how many criticisms you encounter, no matter how confused and contradictory you are, you must insist on staying by my side.

I am grateful that you chose my life path as the path you will take next.

Ah Zhui, I don't know what the end of this road is, so let's go on together.

This is Master Su's promise, and also Master Su's sincerity and affection.At this moment, Jing Hongzhui no longer cared about the composition of Su Yan's love for him, and how much it weighed compared with the others.He clearly felt that unless he himself left and gave up first, Su Yan would never leave and give up on him—that was enough.Really enough.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jing Hong chased after the lord who hugged him tightly, which attracted a few whispers and chuckles from around, but it was rare that he did not let go willfully.

Su Yan, who always valued his face, didn't push him away either, and hugged him back with a smile: "Fortunately, I didn't wear an official uniform today, otherwise the headline in the mansion newspaper tomorrow would be 'The Unspeakable Forbidden Love Between Court Officials and Bodyguards'."

Jing Hongchai let go of her hand, and straightened the other party's folded skirt along the way, her eyes flicked to Su Yan's temples, and looked at the commander of the guard in Jinyi who had a gloomy face under the arbor not far away.

He used sound transmission to Shen Qi: "The road is very wide, if you want to walk side by side, I won't stop you. If you think of some dark trick to push out the others, be careful to deceive yourself."

Shen Qi wanted to kill Jing Hongzui, even though she knew she couldn't.He even wanted to kill Zhu Geun, although he obeyed the deal and did everything he had to do while the other was in a coma, but these were two different things.

Because he knew that these two people who had entered Qinghe's heart had already been recognized by their partners.

The outrageous murderous intent towards King Yu has diminished instead, because Qinghe forgave him but did not fall in love with him.

As for Zhu Helin, who has been wishful thinking since he was a child—as long as he doesn't touch Qinghe, I can still be the "Jinyiwei who only obeys the emperor's order" that I declared to the outside world.If he really stepped on that line... Shen Qi lowered her eyes to look at the dark animal pattern on Xiuchun's scabbard. Whether the Great Ming Dynasty is alive or dead, flourishing or declining, what does it have to do with me?The peace and prosperity that Qinghe wants, the splendid rivers and mountains, may not be able to give it to another emperor or dynasty.