Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Gong Yeqi held Mo Jingchun tightly in his arms, he was tall and tall, he licked his wife in front of him, his broad chest was able to hug Mo Jingchun completely.The slipped quilt was lifted up by him, and it was also covered behind and hugged the wife in his arms with this arm, as if trying to hide him completely.

After Mo Jingchun was embraced by this blow, he was still a little dazed, and a heavy head sank from his shoulders.

"His Majesty?"

Mo Jingchun said softly.

He felt that His Majesty had regained his sobriety, but the recovered Majesty would not do such a weird thing, with a kind of weird childishness.It's like Mo Yuanze didn't want to part with his little toys that wield knives and guns, and then secretly hid them under the bed. Of course, the wet nurse found them all in the end.

Gongyeqi muttered, "Master, I have a headache..."

His voice was hoarse and lifeless.

It was like walking through a whole dusty world before barely stepping out.

Mo Jingchun struggled twice, but he couldn't move. The emperor's arm was like steel and iron, so he simply leaned on it.He was indeed still a little sleepy, he was no more energetic than a 20-year-old, and he was tired after staying up all night.

Gong Yeqi sniffed the scent of Mo Jingchun.

The thick and light fragrance of the drunkenness penetrated into the lungs, and the heavy in and out between the breaths gradually dissipated the wrinkles on his brows, and even the headache that had been beating desperately also gradually subsided.

With his eyes closed, Mo Jingchun could feel His Majesty's breathing gradually becoming stable.

"Master," Gongyeqi broke the silence first, his voice was still hoarse when he just woke up, and whispered in his ears, "I had a very long, very long dream."

Mo Jingchun: "...Wake up, can you still remember the dream?"

The so-called dreaming of most people will forget the content of the dream they have had in the moment of waking up, leaving only shallow emotions.Or sorrow, or joy, or despair... These are the wonders of dreams.

There are not many who can fully remember the content of the dream.

"When I wake up, I can still remember the dream."

Gong Yeqi didn't open his eyes, he hugged Mo Jingchun tightly with his fingers through the quilt, and said lightly: "In the dream, Master died."

Mo Jingchun paused, and said with a light smile, "It's human, and it's mortal."

"Killed by me."

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, and after a long while, he said: "Then, has the majesty in the dream finally woke up?"

Gong Yeqi slowly opened his eyes, staring at Mo Jingchun's side face with dark eyes, "Why do you think so, master?"

Mo Jingchun said: "Your Majesty, it must have been stimulated by something."

Gong Yeqi: "Is this why Master doesn't want me to use that medicine?"

Mo Jingchun's body was stiff and tense, and when the two of them were skin to skin, he couldn't stop Gong Yeqi from feeling his emotions at all.Gongyeqi's fingers sank into the quilt, stroking back and forth on Mo Jingchun's back, as if he was comforting, or stroking the delicate flesh, Gongyeqi said as if talking to himself: "The master in the dream , it is so bright and frighteningly bright, and it makes me feel like I can’t grasp it, and if I don’t pay attention, it will fly away from my fingers..."

Mo Jingchun: "...When Your Majesty said this, can you move the things behind you?"

Thank you.

It's not early in the morning anymore!

Gongyeqi laughed softly, but hugged him even tighter.

"Didn't Master listen to me? I'm terrified that Master will fly away!" He leaned on Mo Jingchun's shoulder in a low, small, pitiful voice in the voice of grievance last night. , and then rubbed Mo Jingchun's neck with his side face, and then rubbed his face. It was clearly a gluttonous glutton, but he wanted to make a pitiful and wronged appearance.

Mo Jingchun endured it, "...Your Majesty, if this is the case, even children of a few years old can't be fooled."

What flew away, no matter how superb his lightness kungfu is, how could a person be able to fly?

Gong Yeqi's eyes were deep.

He stroked the butterfly bone on Mo Jingchun's back, his eyes were terribly gloomy, and that glimpse was so unforgettable that Gong Yeqi still remembered the feeling of Mo Jingchun dying in his arms in his dream.

He hugged the wife in his arms even tighter and held on tighter, even the bones groaned overwhelmed, but he was reluctant to let go.

Gong Yeqi said softly: "Master, if there is any way, I can tie you to my belt and follow me all the time."

At that time, Mo Jingchun finally couldn't bear Gong Yeqi's embracing tiger, and he just jumped out of his arms, and now he was standing in front of the bed changing clothes.When he slightly bent down to pick up the things he had thrown on the ground before, Gong Yeqi glanced over the red marks on the inside of his legs, and eagerly grabbed the quilt covering his knees.

Mo Jingchun got up and looked out of the window, and found that the window and door, which were originally wide open, were closed at some time.

Mo Jingchunmo said lightly: "It may be possible to chop off the minister's head."

Gong Yeqi rolled the belt hanging down on the bed into a ball and lightly threw it on the back of Mo Jingchun's head, and lazily said: "This is nonsense to punish the master."

Mo Jingchun clutched the back of his head, and then touched his hungry stomach. After changing his clothes, he was about to go out to call for someone, but he heard Liu Hao talking outside in a rage: "Your Majesty, Master, are you two awake? The meal is ready Get ready."

Mo Jingchun: "..."

When I heard Liu Hao's words at home, I felt a little weird.

But there was a beautiful beast lying behind him that didn't want to get up, Mo Jingchun had no choice but to open the door and let Liu Hao in without looking sideways.

Mo Jingchun leaned against the door, "How did you make this table?"

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes behind Liu Hao, they were all pretty good.

Liu Hao laughed and said, "This is all done by Wei Yi."

The fox fake tiger power is very useful, Wei Yi took Mo Jingchun's tiger skin to the small kitchen, fiddled with it, and then sent it back.Even if it really caught someone's attention, but now that Mo Jingchun has woken up, it can be more or less perfunctory.

Mo Jingchun couldn't laugh or cry.

Taking advantage of the people waiting in the house, he walked slowly to the porch outside and stood there basking in the sun.

Mo Jingchun raised his head slightly, and the sun shone on his body, like a faint halo.Gongye Qike was sitting in the room talking, and for a moment he was distracted to see his master's appearance, he felt that he was golden all over, very good-looking.

Liu Hao noticed something and shut up immediately.

After a long time, Gong Yeqi said slowly: "Liu Hao, you say Master, when will you find out that he actually has feelings for the widow?"

Even if it's very small, even if it's barely noticeable.

But to exist is to exist.

Gong Yeqi will not mistakenly admit it.

Liu Hao's back was hairy, and at the same time, he felt that His Majesty's appearance at this time was a bit strange.

Just a month and a half ago, Liu Hao once expressed emotion that according to His Majesty's temper, no matter it's stealing, coaxing or abducting, he might never be able to let his master out of his palm. , it is extremely easy for both sides to suffer, but they have to be reluctant.

In an instant, His Majesty seemed to suddenly understand what gentleness is.

Liu Hao said after deliberation; "Teacher Mo has always been a very thoughtful person, if he can't let his guard down, I'm afraid..."

Gong Yeqi's eyes fell on Liu Hao, he didn't say what he said to Liu Hao, but asked suddenly: "Liu Hao, when you mention your master in front of the widow, you always call Mr. Mo, and when you face others It was Zong Zhengqing at the time, why is that?"

Liu Hao: "...Your Majesty, when you hear Mrs. Mo's title, you always like the other one a little bit more."

The old title seems to represent a certain meaning.

Gong Yeqi lifted off the quilt, and covered his lean and naked body with silky clothes. He said flatly, "Send someone back to tell the old doctor that this medicine is temporarily abolished."

At the same time, a voice sounded in Mo Jingchun's heart.

[Task [-] completed]

[Congratulations to the host]

Mo Jingchun looked blankly at Gong Yeqi in the room.

Why would you be congratulated when the task is completed?

The ghost is speechless.

Gong Yeqi's stay in Mo's residence was much longer than Mo Jingchun guessed. After the emperor had eaten his meal, he was like a clingy beast, and he would follow Mo Jingchun wherever he went.

Even though he was about to step out the door, Gong Yeqi didn't care the slightest bit about his image leaning on him like a bone, Mo Jingchun was so annoyed that he had to stop walking, and went back to the house with this heavy burden on his back.

Gongye Qi made trouble until that night.

Mo Jingchun was carried to wash by him, and he covered the corners of the quilt one by one, and kissed his forehead before leaving, and then sneaked away like a thief.

Mo Jingchun stared at the bed curtain without moving, and finally said slowly, "He was in the dream, did he see anything?"

Gong Yeqi's eagerness and irritability today seem to reveal a madness of lost and found.But compared to the arrogance and coercion of the past, His Majesty's words and deeds are more cautious, especially when he has learned all kinds of tricks to pretend to be pitiful without his teacher, which makes Mo Jingchun often... um...very annoying when he is absent-minded.

He originally refused to give it, but somehow agreed.

Coupled with Jingguai's inexplicable congratulations today, it is really impossible for people not to care.

What's there to congratulate?

【You know, this drug is extremely harmful to Gong Yeqi, and the consequences are hard to predict.His dream may be related to it]

Mo Jingchun frowned, and after a long while, he suddenly said, "You know what? You have never expressed such uncertainty before."

This was a reaction the spirit had never had before.

[Host, dreams are a strange mechanism, the system cannot detect them one by one]

Dream...?

Mo Jingchun raised his hand to cover his eyes, thinking about His Majesty's eyes today.

Holding the moon soil, I always feel very bulging.

Very uncomfortable.

If it's just a dream, then the dream is too real after all.

When Emperor Zhengshi returned to the imperial city, the old imperial doctor was guarding in front of Changle Palace.Looking at His Majesty's expression from a distance, he knew that His Majesty's state today was much better than any time before, and he couldn't even see the manic appearance before.

The old doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and after taking His Majesty's pulse, he said with emotion: "Your Majesty, the mania in your pulse has subsided, and there is no need to drink the soup."

Emperor Zhengshi took out the jade bottle from the cabinet with two fingers, raised his hand and threw it to the old doctor, and said lightly, "...put it all away." I put away everything I used.

"Your Majesty, it's so wonderful. After all, this thing is more harmful."

The old doctor said softly.

Emperor Zhengshi sat behind the table, his face sinking like water, "I don't care about anything else, if it is far more out of control than before, what do you want him to do?"

The old doctor gave a wry smile, His Majesty's chronic illness was born with it, and it was really hard to control.

Liu Hao stood by the side and saw a servant bowing at the door, so he retreated to the door without a trace and stopped for a few words, then his face changed slightly, and he walked back a few steps.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Doctor has been sent to the Empress Dowager Palace several times, and I heard that the little prince is ill." He dared not look at His Majesty's face, "The Empress Dowager is also ill."

Emperor Zhengshi's face changed slightly.

In the Empress Dowager's palace, it was clearly night, and there were still quite a few palace people coming in and out.

Jin Taibi was standing in the hall, talking to an imperial doctor with a slight frown, because her back was facing the door, she didn't know the emperor had arrived, but the hall suddenly fell to her knees, then she turned around and saw a man in ordinary clothes The First Emperor walked in in stride, nodded hastily when he saw her, and then grabbed the imperial doctor at the side and questioned her sharply.

The Empress Dowager was acutely ill, and it was also a serious attack.

The imperial doctor has already taken the medicine, as long as the queen mother takes it, she can wake up tomorrow.As for the little prince, it's much simpler. The child is a little younger, and kicked the quilt in the cold at night. Even in summer nights, he is easy to catch cold, and he will get sick if he is not careful.

Emperor Zhengshi couldn't bear to listen to the little prince's affairs, seeing that Jin Taipin was still here, he threw away his hands and entrusted the little prince's affairs to Jin Taipin.

Jin Taipin was slightly startled, but also agreed.

She had taken the Seventh Prince with her before and knew how to coax the child, so she took them to the side hall.

The female officer in the Empress Dowager's Palace said in a low voice: "The Empress Dowager was just asking about the little prince's condition, and she fainted because of a moment of anxiety." Coincidentally, Jin Taibi was also talking in the palace, and she was calm when encountering this.

Emperor Zhengshi waved his hand, frowned and told them to go down to decoct the medicine, and then deliver it to the Queen Mother himself when the soup arrived.

The sleeping queen mother took off her usual attire, and she looked a little pale.Emperor Zhengshi sat on the sidelines and looked at the appearance of the queen mother, but unexpectedly thought of the queen mother in the dream... In the dream, Zhang Jiaben had once betrayed the East Palace, and it is normal to do it again.The Zhang family and the fourth prince stood together, and the queen mother died in the hands of Uncle Daguo in order to buy him time.

Just as Emperor Yongning once persuaded him, the Empress Dowager valued the Zhang family, but between him and the Zhang family, she would always choose Gongyeqi.

He leaned against the bed, sighed and said, "My queen, the Zhang family is a mess, why do you love to support them so much..."

"Besides... Mui, they were the ones who tried their best to send me into the palace at the beginning, in order to avoid the bad luck of being married to the old Zhang Wang..." The queen mother on the bed seemed to wake up, coughing and whispering, "They When you treated me back then, after all, you were too generous...it's just that people...will always change."

Lao Zhang Wang is a matter of the previous generation, and when he enters the palace, he can even be regarded as the elder of Emperor Yongning.

What does a delicate girl want to do when she marries an old prince who is 70 years old?

Emperor Zhengshi helped the queen mother to sit up, and wiped her dry lips with a handkerchief moistened with water, "Lao Zhang Wang has a face!"

The Empress Dowager laughed, her voice full of vicissitudes, "What I told you back then is not false. Whether it is your uncles or the people in the family, it was not like this before... Maybe it was really me. All these years, spoil them."

The Empress Dowager did not fail to reflect on the several quarrels with Emperor Zhengshi.

It's just that this is a personal pain after all, and it's hard to let go.

Even if Emperor Zhengshi knew that after this period of time, the queen mother would still revert to her old ways and continue to speak for the Zhang family, but at this moment, the previous tyranny did not reappear.

Perhaps it really was a dream, some teachings that Emperor Yongning had had were stuffed into Emperor Zhengshi's heart.

After the queen mother fell into a deep sleep again, Emperor Zhengshi came out of the queen mother's palace, stood in front of the hall and was silent for a while, "Liu Hao, according to the rules of the prince, send someone to watch him, I want him to live."

The Empress Dowager and the little prince fell ill one after another today, which reminded Emperor Zhengshi of how easy it is for children to die young.Since this little thing has been born, it still has other uses. If it dies, it will be a bit more troublesome.

He strode out, "Let the Ministry of Rites draw up a few names and send them, and then notify Zongzheng Temple."

After several years, the emperor finally remembered that he hadn't named the little prince yet.

...

When Mo Jingchun received the oral order, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this is also their duty, and it is not beautiful to keep procrastinating, but in the past few years, no one has dared to persuade the emperor about the harem, especially the little prince.

Zuo Shaoqing: "This has dragged on for more than two years, and I'm afraid what will happen to the jade document." After all, the little prince looks dignified and is the only child under His Majesty's knees, but his biological mother is not favored after all, Even the name has not been named yet, this eccentricity is enough to make the government and the public feel the difference.

You Shaoqing also said: "Actually, if His Majesty hadn't abandoned the Jiao family earlier, or look at those aristocratic families, they all want to follow the example of the past and want to establish a heir..." His voice became lower and lower.

Now His Majesty is only in his early twenties, which is really too young.

I don't know what he was thinking about letting Emperor Zhengshi set up the East Palace so early... After all, even the first emperor didn't have this idea until he was three or forty years old.

Mo Jingchun let them talk, but when they heard their words getting more and more outrageous, he couldn't help pressing his forehead, "Okay, don't go too far. This matter is a matter of the royal family, and His Majesty can do whatever he wants. When the time comes, just follow the rules and do things.”

After Zuo Shaoqing stepped back, Mo Jingchun was busy with his affairs, but in the afternoon there was nothing to do.

This is the advantage of Zongzheng Temple. If you are not busy, you are really free.

Sitting on the back of the chair, Mo Jingchun casually touched his lower abdomen, and passed his finger along. Unexpectedly, yesterday's nonsense resounded. At that time, the number of words displayed on it...was five.

He paused.

Even if the ghost said that this Yin pattern is a weakened version, but in fact, it also loves Miqing.

The so-called weakening is from one hundred to ten.

When Mo Jingchun heard a hundred, he thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

But Jingguai is not ashamed to say that this is the setting.Not to mention a hundred, even a ten is very difficult, especially after Mo Jingchun experienced that length for himself, he often had the urge to dig out the Yin lines.

Every tossing and tossing is fatal to Mo Jingchun, especially the feeling of being so small that he can no longer be, and finally he is forced to bleed out the clear fluid, and he is so angry that he turns red all over.But that often made Gongye Qi even more frenzied, almost killing him alive.

Today, this number is only five, that is...

Go inside.

Only that kind of counts.

Thinking of the suffocating stormy sea, Mo Jingchun just wanted to close his eyes.

He sighed, rubbing his face.

Fortunately, task four has been completed, and there should be no more tasks in a short time.

[Task Five: Talk to Xu Shangde]

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows.

This is a task that seems to have nothing to do with Gongyeqi.

But this spirit was originally here for Gongyeqi, and its mission must also be related to Gongyeqi.Xu Shangde... besides the affairs of Suzhou and Hangzhou, can he have anything to do with it?

Mo Jingchun felt strange, "He used to be my classmate. If you insist on saying that he has any relationship with His Majesty, it is the person who once sang by Wang Zhenming and made the courtiers think that Xu Shangde was the crown prince at that time...but other than that, Xu Shangde What is the origin of the matter?"

The spirit only said that the task had been released and he was asked to complete it by himself.

Mo Jingchun frowned, he didn't have any acquaintances in the Criminal Department, but it was not difficult to get in.The difficulty is that he wants to meet Xu Shangde.After all, he is now an accomplice in the Suzhou-Hangzhou salt smuggling case, the culprits have been executed, and the officials below are still checking, and they are still alive for the time being.

If he wanted to meet a criminal who was involved in a serious case, Mo Jingchun would definitely be number one in Emperor Zhengshi's heart, among other things.

It's just that Mo Jingchun had already made a name for himself in His Majesty's heart. Compared with being questioned by His Majesty afterwards, the completion of the mission was more important.He never wanted another outlandish punishment.

For this matter, Mo Jingchun approached Yuan Heming.

This guy Yuan Heming has nothing else, but his friendship is everywhere.

In fact, Mo Jingchun can also enter under the name of the Mo family, but at the moment he doesn't want to make too much publicity.Yuan Heming knew that Xu Shangde was his classmate, so he thought that Mo Jingchun was going to see him for this reason, and even persuaded him a few words, but he was still working on it.

A few days later, Mo Jingchun met Xu Shangde one night.

Today's Xu Shangde is completely different from what he remembers. His wrists and ankles are tied with iron chains, and his neck is also hung with shackles. He is sitting upright in a corner, unable to rest at all.

It's not that the cell boss tortured him on purpose, it's just that major prisoners have always been like this.

Some of the more serious ones were also detained on an iron bed, just to prevent criminals from running away before the trial.

Xu Shangde's hair was slightly gray, his messy beard lay on the shackles, and there were even some stains and dirt. His eyes were staring blankly at the prison door. When he saw Mo Jingchun coming in, those eyes gradually came to his senses, " ...Ziqing?"

He moved his knees slightly, and said with a low smile, "I never thought it would be you."

Mo Jingchun didn't wear court clothes, but his favorite robe on weekdays.

His habit has not changed from before to now, and he prefers plain clothes.He stood in the dark cell, and the moonlight squeezed in through the narrow window, shining on him.

Being in this space is like pearls and jade among tiles and stones.

Mo Jingchun sat on the ground, ignoring the filth and nothingness, and said calmly: "I didn't expect that I would come."

Xu Shangde was able to become the No. [-] scholar back then, and his subordinates had a real record.

Before he was a Jinshi, he was favored by Lin Yushi and married his daughter to him.In less than five years, he won the title of number one scholar, studied in the Imperial Academy for a year, was released as an official, and gradually became the governor of a party in the past ten years. This cannot be said to be mediocre in any case.

The world has changed, Mo Jingchun didn't want to meet him, it's just that the task is like this, he comes here, if he wants to ask, naturally he won't just keep it in his heart.

"Brother Ao, when you entered the Hanlin Academy, you stood in front of the courtyard and told me that you are an official and a people. If you can't be the master of the people, and you can't manage the government in your position, you might as well hang yourself in front of the academy." , in order to repay my master's teachings for many years. Although these are just jokes, Ziqing has always kept them in his heart... But in ten years, everything has changed?"

Mo Jingchun said lightly.

Xu Shangde laughed hoarsely, "Ziqing, you have always been the most innocent and honest among us. How do you remember things that I have forgotten?"

Mo Jingchun: "You haven't forgotten."

He stared quietly at Xu Shangde, "When you lie, you can't help but move your right knee. Didn't you hear the continuous sound of iron locks?" Very lightly, but once, once, continuously constantly.

Xu Shangde was silent.

The way he looked at Mo Jingchun was strange, and it seemed to be filled with emotion for a long time.

"People change." Xu Shangde said in a low voice, "I have been an official for twelve years, and I always feel that I have seen through everything. I used to feel very proud when I won the first prize in the exam, but in fact, in the officialdom, the first prize is once every three years. , not even."

His father-in-law, his wife, his official career, his future... All these pushed Xu Shangde to go, so that he couldn't see clearly where he was going today.

"Ziqing, listen to my advice, you leave now." Xu Shangde's spirit sank, as if he had aged a few years, "Some things have nothing to do with you."

Mo Jingchun: "Is there anything more serious than the rebellion of the royal brothers?"

Xu Shangde suddenly looked at Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun said calmly: "You don't have to look at me that way. Before you, the fourth prince, fifth prince, and concubine Xian have all been demoted to common people, removed their national surnames, and given poisoned wine to commit suicide. Although this It’s only because of special affairs that you have such speed, but you have been escorted back to the capital since the winter of last year, but you have lived until now, isn’t it strange?”

No matter how big the case is, the first half of the investigation, plus the original time in the local area, not to mention the truth, should at least come to an end.

But the capital seems to have forgotten Xu Shangde, and the private salt case.

And Xu Shangde said the moment he saw Mo Jingchun, "I never thought it would be you."

"You will come" and "It will be you" are two very different things.

Xu Shangde subconsciously said "it will be you", which means that he has been waiting.

Who are you waiting for?

Mo Jingchun's eyes were astonishingly bright, "You are waiting for His Majesty."

Who can suppress this case and keep Xu Shangde, who is the most sinful among the accomplices, alive... Who else?

Naturally, there is only Emperor Zhengshi.

"The unknown is the greatest fear."

There are other things that Xu Shangde is hiding from him.

Xu Shangde sighed with a smile, "Ziqing, knowing too much is of no benefit to you."

This is Xu Shangde's second persuasion.

Mo Jingchun looked at Xu Shangde silently. After a long while, he said slowly: "Brother Ao, Ziqing remembers that your wife is the daughter of Lin Yushi. And Lin Yushi came from the Lin family of Yingchuan. .”

It is a powerful family.

Xu Shangde suddenly looked at Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun showed a faint smile, "It seems that Jiao's is not the only one who is dissatisfied with His Majesty's attack on Jiao."

Xu Shangde looked at Mo Jingchun as if he was looking at a monster. He sighed and shook his head, and said amusedly: "Ziqing, I feel a little strange now... With your intelligence, why are you still Where is the little Zong Zhengqing?"

As a governor, Xu Shangde's rank was not even comparable to Mo Jingchun's third-rank official, but in his words, a Zong Zhengqing was really nothing.It's not very important in the court, it just shows a bit of nobility.And he is a big official outside the country, with the money and wealth in his hands, the number of people and even the strength of the army. This kind of majesty is far from being comparable to that of an official in Beijing.

"Everyone has their own aspirations."

Mo Jingchun said calmly, at least for now he feels pretty good.

Xu Shangde's mouth trembled a few times, as if he was finally defeated by Mo Jingchun, and he told him the matter helplessly.

...

Not long after Mo Jingchun left, a tall figure stepped into Xu Shangde's cell again. Xu Shangde, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, opened his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably, trembling while wanting to back away.

His teeth trembled, and he finally squeezed out a few words, "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Zhengshi stood in the prison under the light moonlight, but it didn't match the bright moonlight at all, showing a gloomy and cold expression, "Xu Shangde."

With a long voice, he said slowly: "At first, the widow planned to leave your whole body, but why are you so talkative?"

Emperor Zhengshi stepped on Xu Shangde's ankle and crushed him down hard.

"You know he has a kind heart, but you want to coax him into the game to save you?" Amid the screams, Emperor Zhengshi crushed Xu Shangde's ankle bit by bit, "I heard from the old doctor that there are more than 200 bones in a human body. Let's see, how many pieces can you get?"

Xu Shangde rolled on the ground in pain, the shackles on his body rattled, and kept begging for mercy, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there is no criminal, the criminal is really not—"

Mo Jingchun, who was standing outside the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, turned his head around strangely, and standing behind him was still the little official who had led him in just now, looking at him with a smile.

Mo Jingchun was silent for a moment, illusion?

He said slowly, "Have you met me before?"

The little official bowed and said with a smile: "Zong Zhengqing has a good memory. My daughter likes the cakes in West Street. I have met Zong Zhengqing in West Street a few times before, but after that, it is not common."

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, he really hadn't been to West Street for a while.

He smiled at the little official, and stepped out of the Ministry of Punishment. A carriage was parked outside, and Yuan Heming was waiting for him inside.

In addition to Yuan Heming, Zhang Qianzhao was also shy.

Before Mo Jingchun's meaning, he had already told Zhang Qianzhao through Yuan Heming, Zhang Qianzhao was surprised, and no longer hesitated.

When Mo Jingchun got into the carriage, Zhang Qianzhao was pressing Yuan Heming and talking, "Your way is a little off. You go up to the Ministry of Punishment, down to the three religions and nine streams. How can you have everything? You won't tell me next time that you also have contacts in the palace. Bar?"

Mo Jingchunmo, who just heard this, really did.

Someone in Yuan Heming's family was an imperial physician in the imperial hospital, otherwise he would not have been caught talking nonsense after drinking before, and then he would be arrested and reprimanded together.

Yuan Heming scratched his neck and said, "Actually, this time is also very dangerous. I thought it would be impossible. After all, it was a repeat offense by the court." He also felt a little strange, because he was not sure at the time, but he didn't expect that after sending the news, the next After a day, it was reported that there was no problem.

It was so refreshing, it really puzzled him.

Listening to Yuan Heming's analysis, Mo Jingchun had a guess in his heart, but after thinking about it for a while, he kept it in his heart.

Zhang Qianzhao said, "How does Ao Zhi look?"

He also served as Xu Shangde's Hanlin lecturer. Although he didn't have much impression of him, he still remembered his high-spirited appearance back then.Now that he is a prisoner, how lonely is he?

Mo Jingchun chewed on Xu Shangde's words, "His words are half-truths and half-false, you can't believe them all."

Even at this time, Xu Shangde still spoke with a sense of deception, and he didn't know whether he regarded Mo Jingchun as a fool, or he was used to this way of doing things.

It's just that even though Xu Shangde's words were full of water, after squeezing out the water, it was enough to see the danger... According to Xu Shangde's meaning, His Majesty may have plans to mobilize the family.

No, it's not a "maybe", it's a must.

When Emperor Zhengshi abolished the concubine Jiao Shi, he had already slapped Jiao Shi hard on the face, and then the head of the Jiao clan entered the palace. I don't know what they discussed, but... His Majesty is eyeing the aristocratic family.

The aristocratic family has continued to this day, for a long time, let alone nearly a thousand years, such a behemoth has taken root in several places, and has already entrenched the local area into its own territory, like a country within a country.

The Gongye royal family has been promoting the imperial examination for hundreds of years. One is to select poor talents, and the other is to resist the recommendation of the aristocratic family, gradually cutting off the way for the aristocratic family to transport talents.

At first, the aristocratic family looked down on the imperial examination.

Even if they are well-versed in poetry and books, but they have a more convenient path, why should they argue with these ordinary people for the slightest bit of fame and fortune?That seemed vulgar to them.

A few generations ago, the officials who passed the imperial examination were able to compete with the officials of the aristocratic family in the court. Coupled with the improvement of printing technology, the popularity of books far exceeded the previous generation. within reach.

It wasn't until this time that these behemoths realized the horror of the imperial examination. It provided a channel for the poor children to rise up. The royal family no longer relied on talents sent by local tyrants, but students from all over the world.These poor students are not bound by blood, are not oppressed by names, and are all disciples of the emperor.

Their backgrounds are very clean, and the once highly respected family studies have gradually fallen below the government schools in various states and counties and the private schools created by great Confucians.

Those with foresight can naturally foresee the extent of its horror.

200 years ago, the aristocratic family could even reject the marriage of the royal family without hesitation, thinking that their blood was inferior and could not be polluted, but now, they can no longer be so reckless and arrogant.

If the aristocratic family lived in peace, an emperor like Emperor Yongning would actually turn a blind eye.But for Emperor Zhengshi, it was far from enough. The places where the so-called thousand-year-old aristocratic families occupied were holes in the jurisdiction. Medium situation.

This is intolerable to the temperament of Emperor Zhengshi.

[Task [-] completed]

It seems that Jingguai really only asked Mo Jingchun to meet Xu Shangde, but it was enough for Mo Jingchun to gain insight into His Majesty's thoughts.

Mo Jingchun: "..." There is always a sense of ghosts who dislike him for not taking the initiative.

Although Mo Jingchun's words were vague, Zhang Qianzhao and Yuan Heming felt the obscurity, so they hit it off and decided not to ask any more questions, and took Mo Jingchun out for a drink.

Because this matter was helped by Yuan Heming after all, even though Mo Jingchun refused, he still took a few bites.

It's just a few mouthfuls, but it doesn't hurt too much.

On the contrary, Yuan Heming was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He happily ate himself half drunk. In the end, Zhang Qianzhao snatched the flagon and knocked him on the forehead with a violent chestnut. You're too old, you don't have a family, you just soak in wine when you see the sky, do you want to live with wine all your life?"

Yuan Heming held another jug ​​of unopened wine and whimpered, "I'm not going to get married, I have, I have answered her..."

Mo Jingchun was sipping tea to sober up from the hangover, and immediately listened to those words, and looked over with some surprise.

Zhang Qianzhao knew something inside, and said in a low voice: "He used to have a girl from his childhood, and the two families had already agreed to marry each other, but then something happened and she disappeared." Yuan Heming was a little younger than Mo Jingchun, and this Although the morals of the world are not too harsh on Erlang, but after all, he is a weird person in his 20s and unmarried.

Yuan Heming has been lingering until now, and he may not be able to get over the hurdle in his heart.

Mo Jingchun sighed, poured out a cup of warm tea and splashed it on Yuan Heming's face, "If you're not drunk, don't pretend to be drunk, get up."

Yuan Heming wiped his face with his sleeve, and said wailingly: "Let me eat two more bites, just two bites