Outside the Daming Palace.
Jia Cong rode a horse to escort Song Yan's carriage to the palace gate, but there were waiters from the Yellow Gate in front of the gate, preaching Emperor Kang's will and letting Song Yan enter the palace first.
Jia Cong stood at the palace gate and stood quietly.
Song Yan got down from the carriage, holding the wooden box containing Yang Yangzheng's folds, glanced at Jia Cong, and entered with the yellow door.
Jia Cong's heart was slowly settled An hour later, as soon as the imperial chariot was lifted out of the palace, without the slightest stop, it went directly out of the imperial city.
Seeing this, Jia Cong's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he heard the Yellow Gate attendant's decree to nourish the heart, his face remained unchanged and entered.
After the big bow, after Jia Cong was called, Emperor Chongkang looked at him and asked, "The affairs of the provincial relatives can be arranged properly."
Although this move was intended to dispel the uncertainty of most of the courtiers in order to plan the final layout, this did not mean that Emperor Chongkang wanted to see any mistakes in Yuan Chun.
Jia Cong replied: "The minister has mobilized the most elite forces of Jinyiwei to fortify the streets and people's squares along the way.
In addition, 3,000 riders were arranged to patrol the streets and respond at any time. ” Emperor Chongkang said "um", he was not too worried about the matter of saving relatives.
In addition to Jia Cong's arrangement, he also laid out a lot of light and dark hands.
If even these arrangements can't protect a noble concubine, then he, the emperor, will not be safe in the palace.
After putting this matter aside, Emperor Chongkang suddenly asked again: "Song Yan came to Beijing, you know in advance" Jia Cong shook his head and said, "I don't know."
If the minister knew, he would have gone to greet him in advance. ” Emperor Chongkang snorted and said, "It can be seen that the Jinyi guards of the six provinces under the Jiangnan cloth are still vain, and you don't even know that your husband got up and entered Beijing."
Then what happened in Jiangnan, you can know" Jia Cong was embarrassed and could only ask for guilt.
Fortunately, Emperor Chongkang didn't mean to blame, but said: "You know in your heart, it's good what Da Sikong and Doctor Yu Shi said."
The seemingly casual question made Jia Cong's heart sink, and he bowed down and said slowly: "Back to Your Majesty, Doctor Yu Shi seems to have speculated on something, worried that something will happen to the dynasty in the future, especially worried that the old party will make a comeback and ruin the hard-won good situation of the new law."
Therefore, he specially wrote a letter of rejection, asking Mr.
Songchan Gong to enter Beijing and tell him on his deathbed, don't be a sinner for the ages, and leave a stench for thousands of years.
Dr.
Yu Shi is not worried that Da Sikong will go against the grain and overturn the case for the old party.
Doctor Yu Shi also knew that Da Sikong did not blindly oppose the new law for the sake of opposition.
Therefore, he hoped that Da Sikong could restrain Jiangnan Shilin's ambitions.
Although Da Sikong has been honored, he is favored by the dynasty in the end, so the imperial doctor hopes that he can take responsibility and do something. ” When Emperor Chongkang heard this, his face gradually revealed a sad color, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Doctor Yushi, he is really a peerless countryman.
The world is so vast that it can't accommodate my Imperial Doctor."
Su Cheng, who had been standing in the hall and was looking at Jia Cong, was busy comforting at this time: "Long live, take care of the dragon body, the dragon body is important."
The Imperial Historian has knowledge under the spring, and he must be grateful to be so praised by His Majesty. ” Dai Quan was unwilling to be a step behind, and he was also busy: "If the master wants to be gracious, he should seal a good name, and take care of the dragon body." ” When Emperor Chongkang heard this, he slowly controlled his emotions, he glanced at Jia Cong, and asked, "Jia Cong, what do you think the imperial historian should do?"
Jia Cong thought for a moment and said: "The loyalty and respect of the imperial doctor can show the sun and the moon, sex is like fire, jealousy is like hatred, and righteousness is awe-inspiring.
The minister thinks that it can be written. ” Wenchen is beautiful, and the first is naturally "Wenzheng".
But if you want to be honest, in addition to meritorious service and morality, you must also make words.
Throughout the ages, those who have been upright and upright, in addition to their high moral character and great contributions to the country, are mostly literary heroes and great Confucians.
The word Wenzheng, Wen is moral knowledge, it is the position of Jing Gong, and it is the extreme morality of the literati.
It's so beautiful that it can't be overstated.
Naturally, this edict should not be lightly sealed, otherwise the ministers will not be able to bear to become a laughing stock, not to mention, and the royal majesty will also be damaged.
The second is Wenzhen, and then Wencheng, Wenzhong, Wenduan, and Wending.
They are all first-class ministers, and the leaders of the new party, Daqian Yuan and Fu Ning, are only loyal to them.
Therefore, Jia Congyan Yang Yangzheng can be a gentleman, which is already a very high nickname.
However, Emperor Chongkang didn't look satisfied, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Is the nickname also about the ranking of official positions?"
Jia Cong was decisively obedient and said, "Wenzhong." ” Emperor Chongkang glared at Jia Cong, but he also knew that the limit of ranking Wen Zhong had been reached.
Being able to be on par with Ning Zechen will already make the people in the new party dissatisfied, and if it is exceeded, it will definitely make waves again.
That's fine However, at this point, Emperor Chongkang suddenly felt sad, and he didn't know what kind of temple name and nickname his descendants would give him after his death.
Perhaps, it will be a reprimand It's just that I don't know if it's the "Yang" of "good internal and far-reaching courtesy", or the "powerful" of "being arrogant and unrelated" and "killing innocents", it will not be the "waste" of "good happiness and slackness".
Thinking of this, Chongkangdi was sad in his heart.
Which son of heaven doesn't want to leave a good name in history Originally, he thought he could not care, but at this time, he still had a hard time explaining "Jia Cong, do you think that after the return of the dragon to heaven, the princes in the court will not shirk the temple number with me, and what the name is not allowed to shirk, say" Jia Cong glanced at Emperor Chongkang, who was full of frosty hair, pale face, and a touch of pain flashed between his eyebrows from time to time, paused, and said: "The so-called temple number is the ancestor of merit and virtue.
Your Majesty has the merit of opening up the world and revolutionizing the universe, and has the virtue of benefiting from hundreds of millions of years.
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Therefore, the minister thought that he could be the temple of the ancestors, or the emperor of the emperor.
As for the words, His Majesty has the talent of the warp and weft of heaven and earth, and the virtue of pacifying the people, so he should be the man of Wenkang. ” Rao is a cold and suspicious heart of Emperor Chongkang, and he also suffers from angina, and when he heard Jia Cong's serious words, he couldn't help grinning, snorted, and scolded: "Everyone outside says that you are a fortunate minister, and I don't think you are wronged at all."
Do you know what bloody you will be scolded if these words get out?"
Jia Cong's face was indifferent, and he bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, the minister firmly believes that the great deeds done by Your Majesty will surely be made famous in history."
If the minister can make a modest contribution, maybe he will be able to leave a name in history in the future.
As for the current gossip, the minister never took it to heart.
The minister asked himself, and the admiration is worthy of the world, and the praise and disapproval have their own spring and autumn.
What is the infamy of a moment?"
Emperor Chongkang looked at Jia Cong with deep scrutiny, and said word by word: "Jia Cong, remember your words today."
The new law is the imperial power, and it must not be changed.
You are the commander of the brocade clothes, the minions of the imperial power, whoever dares to shake the new law, who you kill. ” Jia Cong bowed and replied in a deep voice: "Minister, obey the order" When he returned to Jiajiadong's mansion from the palace, it was already dim.
Jia Cong got the news that Song Yan really didn't even pay attention to Yang Yangzheng's funeral, and returned to Jiangnan by boat.
This thrilling scene really made him break out in a cold sweat.
Jia Cong couldn't have thought that Song Yan had talked to Yang Yangzheng about his mother, let alone that with these three words and the Queen Mother's few complaints in Chonghua Palace that day, Yang Yangzheng could think of so much As for Song Yan's warning, Jia Cong also thought so.
Although it is almost impossible to have another "Yang Yangzheng", after all, it is impossible for Song Yan and Mr.
Mu Min to talk about this kind of thing around.
But I'm always afraid of what if So, he had to guard against it.
Fortunately, there are only less than two months to go, but these two months will inevitably be extremely difficult.
The dragon is about to die, how can it not be human-loving Anyone who makes him suspicious will be in an extremely dangerous situation.
Gotta think of a way to avoid these two months Looking up at the main entrance, Jia Cong turned over from his horse, took the reins of the horse by his own soldiers, and stepped inside.
"Lord is back" In Ning'an Hall, seeing Jia Cong entering the door, Ping'er hurriedly stepped forward.
Jia Cong smiled and asked, "Why is it so quiet today?"
In the past, there were always sisters who came to sit down, but today Ping'er was the only one in the house.
Ping'er was wearing a light red moire soft smoke Luo long skirt, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and moving, she stepped forward to change the court dress and makeup for Jia Cong, and replied with a smile while busy: "It's not because the master invited back the sister-in-law named Miaoyu, everyone heard that she was born like a fairy in the sky, and even her style is the same as that of a cold bodhisattva, no, they all went into the garden to see it." ” Jia Congqi said: "Tomorrow I will save my relatives, and the garden will let people in."
Ping'er said: "I didn't let it, but over there, Bao Erye grinded the old lady for a long time, and the old lady sent a message, asking Bao Erye and them to go in first to get familiar with it, and Ming'er didn't go wrong."
The opening was opened over there, and we got out of the way here, and they all went to see the fairy descend to earth. ” Jia Cong smiled: "Why don't you go?"
Ping'er pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't answer.
Jia Cong reached out and grabbed Ping'er's slender waist and hugged her into his arms, feeling her soft body and sweet fragrance, and couldn't help but feel good.
But seeing Ping'er eating and smiling, he asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Ping'er pursed her lips and didn't answer, Jia Cong's eyebrows raised, and the hand holding Ping'er's waist gently picked up the hem of the clothes and slipped it inside.
Ping'er's apricot eyes seemed to be dripping with water, and her pretty face was crimson, she was very afraid that the girl who was outside would come back and bump into her at this time.
If only the girls bump into it, but if they break it for Baochai and Daiyu, they really can't live, so they are busy holding down the hand that is making trouble, and their voices are a little delicate and replied: "Today, the girls saw the round girl and the young girl who taught the twelve little girls to play musical instruments, and they all praised and gave birth to good children, and they could also write poems and poems, play the flute and stroke the piano, and dance.
When Bao Er Ye saw it, he couldn't wait to lead him to his yard immediately, and I heard that he still asked for it.
Why don't you bring those two into the room?"
Jia Cong looked at Ping'er in surprise and said with a smile: "Sister Ping'er, you will also be jealous" Ping'er Qiao blushed and denied it shyly: "No, what kind of jealousy am I?"
Jia Cong laughed and said: "Qingxi and Yuanyuan are born well, they can also play the flute and stroke the piano, and they can dance and sing, so you can worry about it, there are thousands of beauties in the world, how can I all be accepted into the house to have you accompany me, I am already 10,000 content."
Besides, Sister Ping'er can also."
Looking at Jia Cong's evil smile, Ping'er remembered something, his face was hot, his body was so weak that he couldn't stand up, and pushed Jia Cong and said: "You go to the garden and take a look, that Master Miaoyu is a relative of the master's mother's family, it's not good not to go and see it." ” She was afraid that Jia Cong would let her play a song of Spring River Flower Moon Night now When Jia Cong heard about the two "Shi Niang", his heart ached slightly, and he cooled down a little.
From today onwards, he will no longer have a master or a wife Song Chan Gong Song Yan is not a person who drags mud and water, and he is not willing to force his teacher, so Jia Cong smiled, hugged Xia Ping'er, and then walked to the back.
Ping'er could feel that Jia Cong's mood suddenly fell, and she didn't know what had happened, and she didn't know how to explain it.
I could only blush, thinking about whether I would follow his wishes tonight S: Let's get a few chapters of tickets and come on duck: