Pei Gonggui

For a while, there were constant voices asking the emperor to think twice, and Hu Li even tried to persuade him, saying that this Liuying Palace was the place where Jiang Zhan ascended to the throne when he was young. Chongning, that is the dragon flying nine days, it is right to go forward indomitable, if you return to the Liuying Temple to spend the night at this time, it will be called "flying dragon returning to the pool", which is too unlucky for the imperial power.In this way, he begged Jiang Zhan to go back to Chongning Hall to sleep.

But Pei Jun didn't hear Jiang Zhan's utterance again when he was in the room, and after a while, he heard Hu Li sigh again.

Then someone put the bucket on the ground with a thud, and waited for a simple wash with a clatter. After about a cup of tea, the outside room became quiet.

When Pei Jun opened his eyes, the candles outside had already been extinguished, leaving only the shadow of an ever-bright lamp shining through the veil behind the partition in the corner of the hall, and it was quiet and quiet.

The evening wind fiddled with the carved flowers on the partition, turning the light and shadow into a cluster of flickering fireflies, which fluttered to the thin quilt covered by him and Jiang Xuan, and then, like trembling bright thin wings, stopped. On Jiang Xuan's sleeping face, the child's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he frowned and pressed closer to his arm.

This scene is like a heavy chime piercing through his heart, reminding Pei Jun of how many years ago——

It was the spring day of the second year of studying in the palace. Just after he finished painting the Jiangshan ink painting, he accompanied Jiang Zhan in the garden of Liuying Palace to study ink and write calligraphy.When he sneaked away to sit and rest under the apricot tree in the garden, he didn't know how long it was a dream or how long he had been asleep. Suddenly, he felt a soft touch brushing the corner of his lips lightly, making him hold Waking up to a breeze scented with ambergris.

When I opened my eyes, there was only a thin wind and apricot rain, green trees and blue sky, and no one was there.

He slightly turned his head and glanced behind him, only to see a piece of bright yellow sleeve corner that was not hidden beside the tree trunk against which he was leaning, and the owner of the sleeve corner hid behind the tree and held his breath, not daring to make a sound at all, not even moving. He didn't dare to move anymore, as if he was afraid that he would discover Xingzang.

Therefore, he can only pretend to be unaware——to pretend that he didn’t hear or see, when the perception in the dream is only in the dream, even if his heart is so overwhelmed that he just wants to catch the descendant of the tree and pester him to death, endlessly. Constantly, but only because it can't, can't, and shouldn't, and doesn't do it.

But forbearance and suppression, what you can't ask for close at hand, blazing the five yin, giving birth to greed, anger, and ignorance, are more depressing than the dusk before the rain.Finally, on a thunderstorm afternoon, when Pei Jun came back to the palace again and told Jiang Zhan, who was still ill with a cough, about the "Four Ends" of Mencius, all the seeds sealed in the porcelain urn of the Code of Etiquette were released. Finally, the thunder and misty rain between heaven and earth gave birth to an unstoppable disaster——

"The heart of compassion is the essence of benevolence; the heart of shame is the essence of righteousness; the heart of humiliation is the essence of propriety; the heart of right and wrong is the essence of wisdom."

Sitting on the edge of Jiang Zhan's bed, in the dim bedroom hall, he whispered to the young emperor who was lying on the couch under the quilt: "Benevolence, righteousness, propriety and wisdom don't shape me from the outside, but from what is inherent in me. Fusi ears. Therefore, it is said: Ask and you will get it, and give it up and you will lose it.”

"Then sir...does he have compassion for me?"

Jiang Zhan's pale complexion was illuminated by the shadow of a firefly, and he interrupted his recitation for a moment, trembling his eyes, looking at him and asking in a low voice.

The ending of this question sounded like a hook, and there seemed to be a bait that Pei Jun couldn't see but smelled like minced meat on the hook, which made him gradually put down the book in his hand, and said in a strange way:

"Naturally."

Because of this, Jiang Zhan's eyes were ignited with hope, and suddenly he stretched out his hand from under the thin quilt to hold Pei Jun's finger, and with a frown, he asked again:

"Then sir...do you feel ashamed of me?"

Pei Jun felt that the little finger held by him seemed to be on fire, and burned all the way down his arm into his chest cavity. Thick smoke rose and spread to his brain, making a buzzing sound. Instantly, his internal organs became hot. Before he could react, he had already pinched it backhanded Jiang Zhan's arm leaned over the dragon bed.

Jiang Zhan's eyes were startled, and he was about to open his mouth slightly when he looked at Pei Jun, but his eyes flickered, and suddenly he raised his other hand, and slapped Pei Jun on the face!

This slap made Pei Jun wake up suddenly, his shirt drenched in cold sweat. He was about to stand up and say that the humble minister would die, but Jiang Zhan pulled him back anxiously and timidly.

Jiang Zhan stretched out the hand that slapped him, with a look of shame on his face, and said cautiously: "Mr., there are mosquitoes on his face. I am slapping mosquitoes, no, no..."

Pei Jun paused, and looked down to see that there really was a remnant insect corpse lying in the boy's extremely white palm.

The worm's wings were broken, and the broken and small body was crushed out of the red blood that he didn't know where it was eaten. The unfinished words asked in a deep voice: "It's not what?"

Jiang Zhan flinched and moaned angrily, "I...I'm not Mr. Beater."

—This is certainly not a refusal.It's not a refusal, but in line with the situation, Jiang Zhan's words imply an invitation.This finally made Pei Jun's pupils darken, he clasped the back of his neck, and kissed his thin soft lips without avoiding, with an attitude of grabbing and grabbing, entangled and parted, forcing Jiang Zhan to hook his neck jerky Responding, he gradually pressed against the corner of the bed to pant, coughed lightly, grabbed his collar and hissed with difficulty——

But at this moment, Jiang Zhan had a cold blade in his hand, and before Pei Jun was startled and retreated, it had already plunged into Pei Jun's chest!

Pei Jun woke up suddenly.

The moment he opened his eyes, all five senses returned, his voice and appearance were all lost, and he was dripping with cold sweat.

His movement woke up Jiang Xuan in his arms, rubbed his eyes and called uncle, sat up and looked around.

At this time, the eunuch's voice came from outside: "The emperor should get up."

When Jiang Xuan heard this, he was overjoyed: "Listen, uncle, the emperor is here! We can go back."

Pei Jun didn't have time to cover his mouth, the child's words were heard outside, there was a rustling sound, a few footsteps went around the screen, and the little eunuchs came in carrying basins and copper pots.

Jiang Zhan called out: "Pei Jun, come out."

Pei Jun sat up from the bed, glanced at the room full of eunuchs, but didn't move.

Jiang Zhan's voice was full of anger again: "Pei Jun, don't let me call you a third time."

Only then did Pei Jun get up slowly and take off his shoes under the urging of Jiang Xuan beside him, and he didn't care about the messy hair, let alone take the black gauze crown beside the bed, and walked around the screen slowly to Jiang Zhan's side without kneeling , not bowing, but raised his eyebrows and asked Jiang Zhan: "Is the emperor going to let me go?"

In his hand, Jiang Zhan held the booklet that he sent to the palace gate early in the morning. When he heard the words, he suppressed his anger and gave him a look, and said two words between his teeth: "No."

As soon as these two words came out, Pei Jun turned around and left.

"Come back and read this book!" Jiang Zhan threw the book at his feet, "You don't need to talk to me, but you still care about your sister and Li Cunzhi's case?"

Pei Jun stopped, and heard Jiang Zhan say again:

"Just this morning, Li Cunzhi died."

Pei Jun was shocked all over, turned around and saw Jiang Zhan's serious expression, which did not seem to be joking, and immediately bent down to pick up the booklet and looked at it. After reading it, his long eyebrows furrowed:

"The violator is fifty? Are you kidding me! Li Cunzhi is seriously injured in prison, and he is a witness in a major case. Now that the physical evidence has entered Beijing and is urgently awaiting trial, Dali Temple insists on flogging him at this time? What is his intention? Where is the law of the king!"

"This is the Wang Fa." Jiang Zhan looked at him coolly, and sighed regretfully, "The Wang Fa was developed by the Zhang family. Pei Jun, I didn't want Li Cunzhi to die."

Pei Jun felt that his fingers holding the Fa Si Wenzhe were cold, and he slowly lifted it up to look at Jiang Zhan, and suddenly understood: "No wonder you finally let go of the case of the Tang family..."

"Pei Jun, listen to me." Seeing his strange expression, Jiang Zhan hurriedly stood up from the bamboo couch, "It's not what you think——"

"Li Cunzhi went to Beijing to sue, beat the drums and knocked on the gate, breaking the hierarchical laws and regulations established by the Zhang family, and made the Zhang family's law to suspend lawsuits come to light!" Pei Jun threw the booklet on Jiang Zhan, and smiled coldly, "Zhang Ling must have tried his best to tell you that if this law is questioned by the people of the world, there will be a lot of grievances from the state and county government roads going to Beijing to complain. Relying on the benevolence of the Sacred Heart, without fear of retribution, you will finally be happy to file a lawsuit and discredit the community! The Zhang family wants you to allow them to punish Li Cunzhi. In exchange, they will manipulate Yushitai to help you sentence the Ningwuhou Mansion—— Tell me, is it what I think it is?"

Jiang Zhan paused halfway towards him, and when he asked him, he struggled for a while and nodded: "Even if it is. But Pei Jun, I want to take down Ningwuhou Mansion, isn't it just for you to damage the Cai family, so that Did you rescue your sister? If there is no replacement, how could the Zhang family agree so easily—"

"Don't talk about my sister!" Pei Jun stepped forward and grabbed him by the neck, "You are not worthy at all!"

All the eunuchs around screamed for a moment, and the guards outside the palace rushed in instantly, but Jiang Zhan raised his hand and waved back: "Get out! You have nothing to do here!"

The guards backed out of the hall in shock and suspicion, and the eunuch tried to persuade Pei Jun to let go of Jiang Zhan one after another, but Pei Jun became more annoyed and resentful, and even pinched Jiang Zhan's chest to death, lowered his head and approached him, gnashing his teeth and said, "Jiang Zhan, what are you doing?" Make it clear—you are not for me, not for my sister, and not for anyone! Everything you do is for your position as the emperor, and for yourself!"

Just when he was about to lose control and grab Jiang Zhan's neck, he heard a soft voice behind him: "Uncle..."

In an instant, he loosened his grip, and when he looked back, he saw Jiang Xuan had combed her hair and changed her clothes, hopping and lying on the edge of the screen separating the inside and outside, surrounded by several young eunuchs anxiously, looking at him with some fear , and looked at Jiang Zhan who was held in his hand:

"Chen... Nephew, please greet the emperor, and the emperor is blessed."

Jiang Zhan staggered out of Pei Jun's loosened fingers, frowned and stared silently at Pei Jun, then gradually calmed down his anger, and slowly raised his hand to Jiang Xuan who was behind him: "It's Xuan'er who woke up... Come on, let me Uncle Huang, take a look at the new clothes, is it still suitable?"

The eunuch Hu Li at the side immediately stepped forward to hug Jiang Xuan, walked between Pei Jun and Jiang Zhan, separated them and said with a smile: "The material of this clothes is used by the emperor, how can there be any bad things? "As he spoke, he looked at Pei Jun and let out a snort, "Lord Pei, the little highness is still here, so don't get angry with the emperor, so as not to scare the child. Pei's family, Tian's family, aren't they all the same family? Anyone? Is there anything I can't sit down and talk about?"

But Jiang Xuan in his arms pushed him hard and pinched him: "I don't want you! I want my uncle to hug me, I want my uncle—"

Pei Jun hugged the child before Jiang Zhan reached out, and gave Jiang Zhan a cold look: "Don't bother the emperor. This child is afraid of life."

Jiang Zhan's hand paused in the air, and when he was young, he slowly put it down: "It's okay. From now on, he will see me more, and he will be fine."

Pei Jun's heart was once again aroused by these words, but before he could open his mouth, he heard repeated shouts from outside the hall: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!—"

Jiang Zhan lowered his eyebrows, and Hu Li beside him immediately shouted, "Bold! Who is making noise in the palace? I don't want my tongue anymore!"

Pei Jun hurriedly covered Jiang Xuan's ears and took a step back, but saw a small eunuch rushing in as if stepping on the wind, knelt on the ground and kowtowed:

"Your Majesty, Master, just now someone from outside the palace said that Prince Jin was poisoned to death!"