My country, you can pinch it

The wall collapsed and everyone pushed it back, just like once the Zhang family was arrested, people from all over Yongliang City poured into the Yamen to accuse them of their crimes.Duan Ping and those notorious elders were imprisoned, and the Hu people also sent bit by bit to the government with blood, tears and hatred.

In the face of many grievances, Zhao Bufan's head grew bigger and bigger in an instant, and he directly led his subordinates to live in the yamen, burning lights for many days, and had no time to go home.

But these clues like fish scales are enough to spell out a complete evidence, and serve these elders' seats from beginning to end, like carrots and mud.

At this moment, Liu Ke was happily waiting for Shang Jinling to come back midway, discussing how to better manage these Hu merchants in Yongliang after the cancer of the elders' seat was eradicated.

Unexpectedly, his family Ling Ling didn't come back, but Ling Ling's sister came quickly.

Seeing Liu Ke's frozen smile, Shang Xiaowu smiled and said: "It seems that His Highness doesn't welcome me."

Liu Ke waved his hands again and again, "How could it be possible? General Shang Qi came in person, and he was so radiant that he had to set up wine to celebrate." He asked, "Where is Lingling, could it be that something has delayed her?"

"Lingling is not as thick-skinned as I am. He will come back after a hundred miles out of the city? To avoid bumping back and forth, he went directly back to Shacheng." A long box came out, "However, he wrote all the important things in it, His Highness will know it at a glance."

Xiaotuanzi hurried forward to take the box from Shang Xiaowu's hand, "Toil Seventh General, make a trip."

"It's easy to say, your Highness just don't be disappointed." Shang Xiaowu clasped her fists again after saying something pointedly, and then got on the horse.

Xiao Tuanzi was surprised: "The Seventh General is leaving now?"

"Of course, what Ling Ling entrusted to me has been completed, and what I will do here will not be seen by others." She took the rein and turned the horse's head, but as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned her head and said, "That's right, Ling Ling said, the few articles inside are tied with drawstrings, please pass them on to Mr. Yun, Your Highness."

After finishing speaking, he clamped the horse's belly and left in a hurry.

Liu Ke sat on the table and opened the box. Inside was a stack of letter papers. Lying on the side was a scroll of plain manuscripts tied with a red string. Although it was said to be for Yun Zhishen, Liu Ke couldn't resist curiosity and opened it directly. took a look.

Xiao Tuanzi stretched his neck to look while pouring tea for Liu Ke, only to see Liu Ke staring at the delicate words above, then heaved a long sigh, closed his mouth, and fell silent for a while.

Xiao Tuanzi handed the tea to Liu Ke and asked, "Your Highness, what did the young master write?"

"Do you want to see it?"

Xiaotuanzi rubbed his hands together, and said embarrassedly, "Can I watch it?"

"Yes, tell me what he wrote after reading it." As he spoke, Liu Ke handed over the manuscript.

Xiao Tuanzi took it and looked at it carefully. Liu Ke took out the tea and drank it slowly, and then saw his little servant hand it back again. He asked, "How is it?"

"I seem to understand it, and I don't seem to understand it, but it doesn't prevent the servant from thinking that the young master is amazing, and the writing is good." Xiaotuanzi flattered, Liu Ke nodded, "Then I don't worry, master at least read it." understood."

Xiaotuanzi then wondered, "Then what is His Highness worried about?"

"You said that if Ling Ling asks me at his level, when will I be able to achieve it?"

Xiaotuanzi opened his eyes, then picked up the water jug ​​on the table, "Slave will give you another one, do you want to eat some melon seeds?"

Liu Ke said displeased: "What kind of melon seeds are you eating? I am still in the mood to eat melon seeds? Answer my words first."

Xiaotuanzi's face was wrinkled together, extremely embarrassed, "You are a dignified prince, why do you want to compare with the young master?"

"It's not Bi, come and see if the article is underlined."

Xiaotuanzi nodded, "Really, what does that mean?"

"Those that are underlined are allusions, even if they are not allusions, there are sources."

Xiaotuanzi suddenly realized, he gave a thumbs up, and said in admiration, "Your Highness knows, it's not that you are ignorant, I admire you."

For a moment, Liu Ke couldn't figure out whether the dead slave was praising him or hurting him, "I don't know, no, I still know one or two of them."

"That……"

"Stupid, Ling Ling wrote it right below, next time we meet again, he wants to ask Master for advice!" Liu Ke emphasized the last two words, and then sighed, "What is asking for advice? This is clearly a test."

At this moment, his heart can be described as complicated and difficult to distinguish. He didn't know whether he wanted to see Shang Jinling sooner or later.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Tuanzi, I originally thought there was no cure for the disease of lovesickness."

"so?"

"I don't know how easy it is to be cured by reading."

Xiaotuanzi: "..." It's too much to prescribe the right medicine.

After Liu Keshu vented her depression, she looked at Xiaotuanzi and waved her hand, "Go."

Xiaotuanzi was puzzled, "Where is the slave going?"

"Why are you so stupid, of course you are going to invite Uncle Yun!"

"what?"

"If he doesn't explain it to me, how could I know? Anyway, he must tell me which book it's from!" Liu Ke rolled his eyes and said a little grumpily.

Xiaotuanzi: "..." Didn't it mean he was cured?

"What kind of look is that in your eyes? Master's sincerity towards Ling Ling is more real than pearls. Can it be defeated by reading?" Liu Ke sat up straight with his crooked body, and said righteously, "Isn't it just reading, master?" Just read it! What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and ask for it!"

"Oh, yes." Xiaotuanzi ran out, speechless in his heart: talking about love in the world, he told the prince to pick up the book.

And when Shang Jinling returned to Shacheng, he would not go to Yongliang again in a short time.

Gao Xueli was entrusted with the important task of carrying out the new policy by King Ning, and the Marquis of Xiling nodded his head, "That's fine, His Royal Highness's heavy responsibility for him can be regarded as a favor to the Marquis of Xiling's mansion, but Ling'er."

"grandfather?"

"Is the New Deal so important? Since all of you are not optimistic about it, and you know you are going to fail, why..."

Shang Jinling smiled and said: "Grandfather, it is because of the failure of Yang Shen's guild that the court will be in turmoil and instability, so we need someone who can clean up the mess, and this person is not..."

"King Ning is none other than him."

Shang Jinling nodded: "Exactly, the success of Yongliang compared with the failure of the court, this is the opportunity for King Ning to return to the capital." It is also his opportunity to avenge his mother and Uncle Yun, and to erase the stains on his own life experience.

"Continue to implement the failed New Deal in the example of Yongliang, so that the officials of Yongliang can also take this opportunity to go to Dashun and become His Highness' support."

"Okay." Xilinghou stroked his beard and looked at Shang Jinling and patted him on the shoulder in relief.

In the evening, Shang Jinling sat in Shang Qingrong's room, eating the medicinal food that had been stewed on the stove for a long time, it still had that not-so-beautiful but nostalgic taste.

Shang Qingrong looked at him, and couldn't help but said: "I heard that King Ning renovated the examination room and specially prepared lunch?"

"Well, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it anymore, so he's pretending to be self-serving." Shang Jinling was so direct that Shang Qingrong didn't know how to respond.

Shang Jinling put down the spoon, put her finger lightly on Shang Qingrong's hand, and said with a smile: "I know what my mother is worried about, but it's really nothing, he is busy, and I am also busy, so I just ate a meal the day before, and accompanied him My sister just went shopping in the market for a while."

"Ling'er, I didn't intend to interfere with you." Shang Qingrong said softly.

Shang Jinling frowned, "But if you care, then your son has to reassure you, but I believe this time, he won't want to see me so soon."

Shang Qingrong and Nanny Lin glanced at each other, "Why? Ling'er, could it be..." Stop pinching?

Shang Jinling smiled and shook his head, "No, it's just that I have a problem, and he can't solve it for a while."

When Liu Ke has settled those allusions and allusions, I believe he will write to tell him.

"By the way, mother, has Dingguo's mansion replied?"

Shang Qingrong nodded lightly, "I've just arrived, but I'm afraid I will disappoint your second brother-in-law." She said as she motioned for Mother Lin to fetch the letter from the capital.

Shang Jinling carefully read the letter from Mrs. Dingguo, raised her eyebrows slightly, "It seems that the court is more short of money than I imagined."

"That's right, with King Jing as the leader, the honorable ministers jointly signed the performance, and they didn't let Xi Miaofa slow down. Now it's on the agenda. According to the speed of news from Beijing, I'm afraid the official document has already been released. In two or three months, it should be implemented nationwide."

"Less than a year..." Shang Jinling felt a little heavy, and finally let out a deep breath, "Can the common people bear it?"

Whether it can be eaten or not, Shang Jinling can't control it for the time being. After two days of rest, Fang Fei's school finally reopened.

Seeing him, all the students were sitting upright, and the lower grade students who knew Shang Jinling's habits knew that the gifts after parting were usually a big exam in class, and then a bonus to invite parents after class, in the end they couldn't escape a fat beating fate, and the hard days of getting along with pen and ink day and night.

Go to bed later than a dog, wake up earlier than a chicken, not for practicing boxing and martial arts, but for reading...

However, before the exam came, Shang Jinling's first words almost brought tears to their eyes, "Squad leader, collect all the holiday homework for the whole class."

"Yes." Shang Yangyang held her head high. Since she followed Shang Jinling to Yongliang, she naturally did not relax her studies along the way, and completed her homework very regularly, so there was no burden.

However, when she turned around and looked at her classmates... With that terrified, guilty, apprehensive look in her eyes, coupled with clasping her hands and begging her for mercy, she could guess that this group of flying guys left after Shang Jinling left. At that moment in Shacheng, she probably forgot about her homework, and there were very few people who could look at her frankly.

"Head..."

"Auntie..."

"Little ancestor..."

The more flattering titles made Shang Yangyang speechless. She looked back at Shang Jinling who was arranging the test papers on the podium, and said in a low voice, "Then hand in as much as you have completed."

As soon as this remark came out, a pair of pitiful eyes looked over, leaving only two lines of clear water behind.

Shang Yangyang was stunned. She held a few handed-in transcriptions in her hand, opened her mouth and silently uttered four words: You are done!

"Cough cough."

Shang Jinling on the podium didn't seem to notice the small movements below, and only said: "Master Gao will stay in Yongliang after receiving the important task of King Ning, so I will also take care of the senior students next door. For better teaching, the teaching time on both sides They have to separate, they are in the morning, and you are in the afternoon. So I will give them the exam later, and you go back and come back in the afternoon. As for the homework, you will hand it in before the exam in the afternoon. You don't need to take the exam, just invite your parents to come over and have a good chat."

After Shang Jinling finished speaking, he turned around and went to the next door with the papers without looking at these monkeys who looked like survivors.

The infinite regret for Master Gao's departure instantly came from next door, and the crying and wailing of the tragic fate of the big exam in the first class after being replaced by a stricter Master Shang.

It's really sad for the listener, tears for the hearer, and trembling three times by the way.

Some people who didn't see the coffin and didn't shed tears even gloated and sympathized with the neighbor next door. Shang Yangyang was surprised when she saw it, and she couldn't help saying: "Master said that it will be handed in in the afternoon, not that it won't be handed in. Brothers, it's only in the morning. Can you make it up? If you haven’t paid it, if you haven’t paid it in full, you have to ask your parents!”

Everyone: "..." I don't know if I don't mention it, but I'm startled when I mention it.

"There are still two hours. If we copy ten sheets in half an hour, how many sheets can we copy in two hours?" The man took out his finger and broke it.

At this time, the importance of mathematics is reflected.

After thinking hard, someone made a desolate voice: "Okay, it seems that I can't finish copying."

"Don't you have lunch?"

"I can't finish copying..."

"Oh my God!" Immediately, all the faces with different looks were replaced by a unified panic.

If a class is incapable of learning, there will always be good students who finish their homework on time, such as Yang Yang, and there are a few older, more self-conscious, who are carrying their schoolbags and preparing to go home. Come back after lunch.

However, he had just taken a step, and he didn't even touch the door, when he suddenly felt his leg stagnate, as if a heavy object was hanging on it.

"Brother, please help me, younger brother will be an ox or a horse in the future, okay?" He asked if it was ok, and he tightly hugged his thigh with his hands.

The person dragged two steps away, then looked back at him silently: "..."

"Being a classmate, saving the suffering, can build a seven-level pagoda and become a Buddha immediately." His face is miserable, and those who see it can't bear it.

"You let go."

"Promise or not?"

A vein twitched on his forehead, "Let go first."

"You promise first."

After some confrontation, the one who wore shoes and was afraid of bare feet said, "Okay, I'll write for you."

"Brother, what a brother, a friend in adversity sees the truth!" Holding his hands and looking at his tearful eyes, he was very excited.

No student slipped away early in the morning when class was supposed to be over. The next door was contemplating the exam, and everyone here was writing hard, at a speed comparable to marching and fighting. Operation.

It doesn't matter what handwriting is ugly or good, just finish writing first.Together with Shang Yangyang, under the tearful eyes, bit the bullet and accepted the benefits one, two, three to help with homework.

This is the real speed of life and death.

I don’t know when the next door has stopped writing and handing in papers. Senior students in twos and threes came out of the classroom in mourning. Although Gao Xueli continued to take exams like Shang Jinling, at least he was gentle. This time they finally realized what called harshness.

The only ones who remained calm were the sisters of the Shang family. They saw Shang Jinling standing at the door of the lower grade next door with Chang Kong holding the test paper, and they were about to come over to talk, when they saw Shang Jinling hissed at them, and then left the door .

He thought for a while, then turned around and ordered: "Chang Kong, later go to the restaurant opposite and ask for table noodles, and bring them here."

Changkong obviously knew what happened, and responded with a smile, "Yes, young master."

After Shang Jinling finished speaking, she gave a slight sneer, let's see if these monkeys dare not to do their homework next time!