After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

On the eighth day of February, the eve of the first spring festival.

Xiao Jinghe, the king of Jingbei, tried the North Street murder case. The prisoner, Meng Ze, took the imperial examinations for personal gain by taking the imperial examinations.

The general examination has not yet been held, and the rankings after the release of the list have been clearly marked on the transaction list. If there are students from poor families in the top three of the general examination, regardless of the results of the examination papers at that time, the inscriptions and lacquer seals on the examination papers will be changed to the names of the children of the aristocratic family. In the end, he only fell into the position of being unnamed and unnamed on the list.

However, only Meng Ze's empty words are not enough to convict the dignified minister, and there is even no physical evidence. It is even impossible to persuade the civil and military officials of the court to file a case based on the bite of a criminal who is charged with homicide.

Just when the court entered a new round of quarrels and debates because of this matter, the news somehow leaked out, and within a few hours, it spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, candidates rushing to take the exam from all over the country have all arrived in the capital, and the inns and post stations in the outer city have already been fully occupied by students who have settled down. The news is like cold water pouring into oil, with a splash of violent oil.

For a time, all the students were indignant, and they gathered in restaurants, tea shops, and bookstores to discuss, and when they were in high spirits, they smashed their inkstones to show their ambitions. Finally, around noon, students from all over the city poured into the inner city from the outer city. The overwhelming crowd confronted the soldiers with spears in their hands to resist the students from approaching the Xuanwu Gate!

"Don't be impatient, gentlemen! We are people who read the books of sages and sages, and we should not do things that would shame our teachers and sages!" The leading student was dressed in plain robes, with a thin figure but a resolute face, sitting upright and kneeling with his back to the students. In front of the Xuanwu Gate, he raised his arms and kowtowed heavily in the direction of the imperial palace, then straightened his body, and said in a deep voice, "The sage has learned from you. We are not here to gather crowds to make trouble, but we just want to do it for the poor students. The hardships of supporting the whole family and studying hard for decades seek a fairness and justice!

I also hope that Your Majesty will be able to see clearly, thoroughly investigate the case of Chunwei's fraud, and give Daqing students justice, so as to reassure the hearts of students all over the world.

If the sage gives permission, the student will die without regret! "

The leading student once again stretched his arms and bowed, touching his forehead to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The excited students behind them all quieted down, one, two... a row... a group... In less than a moment, a black crowd knelt down in front of the Xuanwu Gate. They had no brocade or silk clothes, no beads Jade's hair crown, some are just the ideal of studying hard for many years to change the destiny and the sincerity of showing great ambitions and blood in the heart.

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In the Zhenfu Division, Lang Ya walked into the study room: "Nearly ten thousand students knelt down at the Xuanwu Gate, and the guards of the Imperial Army have been declared into the Qinzheng Hall."

Yang Yanqing, who was sitting behind the case, raised his brush and put the brush aside gently, picked up the plain white rice paper on the table and gently blew on the wet ink on it.

Langya found a place to sit down, and said to Yang Yanqing: "This morning, it is indeed a little late to leave."

It was near noon and the morning court had not yet left, presumably the Hall of Qinzheng had already been arguing about the sudden involvement of Chun Wei's suspected fraud.

If this matter is disclosed more than a month before the opening of the Spring Festival, there is plenty of time to investigate and trace the case; if it is after the Spring Festival, all the assessments have been completed and the rankings have been determined, and the court can open the book for inspection and interview the students. It can be regarded as conclusive evidence, and the verdict is well-founded.

But now it is stuck on the eve of the first scene of Chunwei, if Chunyu is postponed or canceled because of a piece of unfounded confession, it is unreasonable. The capital is only for the students who participated in the examination, and it is even more impossible to explain; but if the Chunwei continues, the imperial examination is allowed to proceed after knowing that there is fraud in the Chunwei, and if the fraud is found out after the Chunwei, the credibility of the imperial court depends on this matter Then he will become the laughing stock of the world.

"This Meng Shangshu does not leave a trace of his work, and the back house is even more tightly managed by the imperial wife's wife. If you miss the opportunity of Chunwei, the next ceremony of the Ministry of Rites will only have a year-end ceremony." Yang Yanqing folded the dry Suxuan in half After repeated smoothing several times, "I don't want to spend any more time on the etiquette department."

"So what if there is no evidence? Scholars from poor families have strong bones." Yang Yanqing stood up and walked out slowly, "They have been deceived for too long, have been ignorant for too long, and have been used as stepping stones for aristocratic families for too long. All they need is a fire. Then, even the weakest mayfly and weeds can shake the towering tree that has occupied Daqing for hundreds of years."

Yang Yanqing came out of Langya only to realize that what he was wearing today was not the brocade scholar's robe that he usually wears, but a slightly thin plain shirt with no embroidery anywhere on his body, and his long hair was simply tied up. The green jade hairpin with ordinary roots is going through the bun.

He spread his arms and turned around in front of Langya, tilted his head and smiled, "How?"

Lang Ya also hooked his lips into a smile: "It's exactly the same as the unrestrained you back then."

"Don't comfort me, how can it be exactly the same?" Yang Yanqing smiled, and turned to look at the spring day hanging high in the sky outside the door. It will become harder and harder. After all these years of reading sage books, I still want to take advantage of the candle before it is extinguished to make the vows I made when I was young and energetic."

"I have always been proud of my intelligence. Since I have chosen this path, I must leave something in the annals of history so that this journey is not in vain."

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"Your Majesty, outside the Xuan and Xuanwu gates, thousands of students knelt down and begged for their orders, and begged His Majesty to thoroughly investigate the rumors of Chunwei's fraud and fraud!"

The little eunuch, who almost ran all the way, knelt down and fell to the ground the moment he stepped into the threshold of Qinzheng Hall.

"What did you say?" Xiao Yun stood up in astonishment, his sharp eyes swept over the ministers in the palace, and he spoke harshly, "How can such pretentious and undecided matters reach the ears of students in the capital?!"

"Your Majesty calm down—"

His highness, civil and martial arts ministers all cupped their hands and bowed their heads to plead guilty. The Palace of Qinzheng, which had been arguing for several hours, suddenly fell silent.

Yan Xiuyun's unsightly face since the last dynasty turned livid because of the situation getting out of control. He lowered his head to cover up his gaffe, and the corner of his eyes glanced at Xiao Jinghe, who was puzzled and astonished.

King Jingbei is not a person who is good at hiding his emotions. Could it be that what happened today is really a coincidence?

No... not right.

The most unbelievable thing in this world is the word coincidence.

Yan Xiuyun paused, thinking of the person who hadn't appeared in the court for more than ten days.

These days, Jingbei King Xiao Jinghe's prestige in the court has gradually increased, but no one knows Xiao Jinghe better than Yan Xiuyun, who watched Xiao Jinghe grow up with his own eyes. If he had such means before, it would be impossible He has held it firmly in his palm all these years, holding military power but acting like an invisible prince in court.

Yan Xiuyun thought of the two veterans who came to the door in the dark to report the movement of the Jingbei Army a few days ago. When they talked about Yang Yanqing's emotional agitation, they kept cursing. People, then the relationship between these two people must not be a situation of confrontation and confrontation.

Yang, Yan, Qing.

What an emperor Yang Yanqing!

Yan Xiuyun tightly clenched the jade wat in his hand, clenched his teeth, and his face was condensed.

Just when Yan Xiuyun was thinking about how to resolve today's situation, Xiao Yun had already ordered him before he came out to play: "Show Xuanwumen!"

Yan Xiuyun suddenly raised his head and stared at Xiao Yun: "Your Majesty—"

The face of the young emperor who stepped down from the dragon chair looked a little immature, his facial features were soft, but his eyes were full of a kind of weapon eager to try out the sharpness of the scabbard: "Why? For the students outside the Xuanwu Gate, Mr. Yan Ge Is there a better way to appease you?"

Yan Xiuyun stood in front of Xiao Yun and stood in a stalemate with the little emperor whose expression was firm and imposing. After a long time, like a compromise, he slowly retreated to Xiao Yun's side to make way for the Qinzheng Palace.

Xiao Yun's back was straight, and his hands were clenched into fists in the wide sleeves of the dragon robe. It was at noon, and the sun was shining outside the Hall of Qinzheng. He walked slowly towards the light, followed by The civil and military officials of the Daqing Dynasty seem to have stepped into the prosperous future that Mr. Zeng described in a trance.

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Outside the Xuanwu Gate, the students who saw the black dragon robes representing the Ninth Five Lords appeared could not hold back the expressions on their faces. The shock and emotion in their eyes could shake the courtiers' complicated and unspeakable situation more than the spring wind. heart.

Although Xiao Yun held his breath and almost intuitively chose to come to Xuanwu Gate in person, when he actually came to Xuanwu Gate, he faced a group of students who were looking forward to him, and standing behind him was the student who had just expressed his opinions because of the matter of Chunwei, and it was difficult to reach an agreement. The courtiers were suddenly caught in an embarrassing situation.

The loose skin on Yan Xiuyun's face trembled, and a sneer flashed across his downcast eyes.

Xiao Jinghe frowned, and stepped forward to block Xiao Yun's side indiscriminately. In such a scene, if an unruly person shoots a cold arrow and injures the little emperor in front of the civil and military court, it will be more embarrassing than a student asking for his life joke.

Xiao Yun turned his head to look at Xiao Jinghe, his lips twitched a few times, he wanted to ask if the Chun Wei fraud involved in today's North Street murder case was planned by Mr.

He wanted to ask too many things, and even subconsciously wanted to retreat to escape the huge pressure in front of him, but he thought of the prescription that he had sent to Prince Jingbei's mansion a few days ago.

He couldn't ask any more questions.

Xiao Yun bit his lower lip tightly, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that he had always thought that in the past five years, he had been independent enough and capable enough to break free from the support of his husband behind him and move forward without any constraints. Under the cover of his father, the arrogance and arrogance in his heart, which seemed to be inherited from the lineage of the former emperor, began to swell day by day. Under the persuasion of more and more people, doubts and fears gradually piled up, layer upon layer covering up the old days of working together with Mr. Friendship through the predicament of a sea of ​​​​blood.

He forced the husband to accelerate the speed of delegating power to him, forced the husband to accept his increasingly doubtful emperor's mind, and forced the husband to gradually respect him but not enough intimacy...

But is he really ready?

Ready to govern the country and control courtiers with different minds, can he really bring peace and happiness to the people of Li who have only lived a few years?

Xiao Yunyin's fist hidden in the sleeve was clenched tighter and tighter, and the originally well-manicured nails pinched a crescent in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, at the end of the long street, where countless scholars knelt down, a slender and thin figure came against the light.

Dressed in green and plain, his demeanor is as clear as a spring in a mountain, and his appearance is as handsome as a bright moon in a pond. He walked slowly past the students who were kneeling on the ground, and the students who recognized him turned sideways to avoid him, their eyes full of admiration and longing.

Yang Yanqing's reputation in the aristocratic family and the court is indeed a hindrance, but in the hearts of many poor students, he is a real scholar who relies on his own knowledge, and is dignified and dignified to pass the imperial examination step by step to reach the pinnacle of power in Daqing.

Occupying a high position, supporting the young emperor, fighting against the aristocratic family, and purging the imperial court, Yang Yanqing, the emperor's master, is a figure whom countless poor students admire, adore, and yearn for.

Yang Yanqing walked up to the students step by step, raised the hem of his clothes and knelt down slowly in front of the Xuanwu Gate.

When the first-rank emperor master knelt down, all the officials below the first-rank behind Xiao Yun knelt down, and the ministers of the same rank also turned sideways to avoid it. Only the ninth-fifth emperor stood in front of the emperor master, with a calm face and eyes. Anxiety passed quickly.

Yang Yanqing stared deeply at his only student in this life, smiled slightly to comfort Xiao Yun's somewhat helpless emotions, took out Su Xuan's hands from his sleeves, and presented them in front of Xiao Yun, with a calm voice, but with a resounding calmness Firm: "Chen, there is a play."

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Today is really too much work, I will add more during the day to finish this paragraph~

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