"Such a bold person, who goes against my will, manipulates public opinion, gathers people to rob officials, uses ruthless means, and should be punished. The whole book is 520.????"
The saint calmed down his anger and went to kill Xue Bai."
Chen Xuanli, who came to Liyuan to report the tickets, felt the saint's murderous intention and immediately prepared to kill Xue Bai.
An opera was being rehearsed on the stage. There was a young actor who didn't seem to notice the movement on the saint's side. When the orchestra stopped, he sang a cappella. His voice was not soft and graceful.
Falling flowers and flowing water, I am idle and worried about planting. I have feelings for the moon at night, but I have no words to complain about the east wind."
That is Xie Aman, singing and dancing at the same time, with long sleeves swaying, forming a very beautiful picture, like a romantic scene in the sky.
At this moment, she realized that everyone else had stopped, so she hurriedly stopped and retreated.
Chen Xuanli waited for a while, but did not wait for the saint's answer. Although the emperor's anger and murderous intention were not gone, he seemed to be holding back.
“Zhang Zan!”
Suddenly, Li Longji shouted angrily.
Today, Zhang Zan was taking Yuan Zai to visit the Emperor. As soon as he detailed the bamboo paper incident, he heard Chen Xuanli come to report the trouble in the ceremony department. While he was listening, he knew that something was not going well. Xue Bai said, "
"Honestly", he turned around and used all kinds of tricks to fight for the top spot, and chose such an opportunity.
It seemed that we had made an appointment with him in advance, one would complain and the other would make trouble, and there was a tacit understanding of cooperation.
But Xue Bai really didn't get along with him.
It turns out that this is the so-called "favors must be repaid and debts must be repaid", just like Cui Qiao named a taboo number one scholar and was called "high righteousness" in a blink of an eye.
“I am guilty!“
Zhang Zan did not dare to give any explanation, so he immediately admitted his mistake in panic and said: "I really have a bias in my heart, please ask the saint to forgive me."
No matter what reasons he gives at this time, the saint will think that he is rebellious, "Am I wrong to scold you?"
Finally, his sincere attitude made the saint lose some of his anger. "Everyone, go down."
“I will retire.”
Li Longji sat there with a sullen face, picked up the evidence submitted by Yuan Zai and looked at it again.
One is the pricing of various grades of bamboo paper; one is the gift list, the gift Li Tan gave to Yuan Zai is estimated at 1,000 guan; the other is the book list, which revised the books that Jiang Zuojian is now publishing on the engraving plate, "
"Collection of Treasure Pictures", "Collection of Li Zhaogong", "Collection of Cui Dingzhou", "Collection of Wang Puyang", "Complete Poems of Bingzhou", "Collected Notes of Wei Wenzhen" and so on.
If Xue Bai didn't cause trouble, Li Longji had planned to hit eighty points each, and everyone should be punished. However, at this time, he felt that Xue Bai's methods were too much, and he was unhappy.
“Lawless.”
“Saint.” Gao Lishi asked, “Has he been executed?”
"After Taizhen begs for mercy and gives him a chance to perform, then send him away. I'm tired of it too."
Li Longji is still lenient. No matter how much trouble a kitten or puppy like Xue Bai makes, the emperor will not order them to be killed. But since he is tired of it and sends people far away, who wants to kill Xue Bai then?
Bai, he won't care either.
“I am troubled by the thought that I will encourage the Yang sisters to plead for you again. It will never end.”
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But in the blink of an eye, three days later, Li Longji waited and waited, but Yang Yuhuan did not ask for mercy, and even Yang Yuyao did not enter the palace. [Remember the domain name of this website ｓ５20．
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More and more ministers in the court requested that Xue Bai be dismissed as the champion and punished severely. However, Xue Bai did not bring out the holy relatives as before.
It is like a small boat being hit by big waves in the wind and rain, and may capsize at any time.
After the riots in Sendai, Xue Bai was seeing people off every day. The first person to leave was Zheng Qian, who was changed to the governor of Taizhou.
Taizhou now belongs to Zhongzhou, and Changshi is the assistant officer of the governor, second only to the governor. His rank has not changed, and he is still at the sixth rank. But after all, he is still demoted from the outside, but his methods seem a little gentler. When Baqiao said goodbye, Xue Bai saluted
Said: "I am the one who has caused trouble to Dr. Zheng."
"No, no." Zheng Qian himself didn't care, he seemed quite free and easy, and said with a smile: "It may not be a bad thing for me to leave Chang'an and become an official somewhere."
He waved his hand and boarded the boat. The green shirt quickly disappeared.
Only one poem was left behind, which inspired a group of frustrated young men from poor families.
The bamboo shoots under the stone are leaning out, and the flowers in the valley are blooming later. "
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The next day, it was Yan Zhenqing who left Chang'an in a hurry.
Yushitai is urging me so hard that I can’t do it unless I leave.”
Yan Zhenqing actually delayed it for two days, otherwise he would have to leave Chang'an before Zheng Qian.
But this departure was still very sudden. He didn't even bother to take his wife and children with him. He only took two old servants with him, looked at the luggage on their backs, and led the horses to Longyou.
"Don't worry about it." Yan Zhenqing glanced at Xue Bai and said: "For me, it's just a difference of leaving two days earlier or two days later. However, the princes in the court couldn't wait to send me away, obviously to do you harm.
Okay, just take care of yourself."
“Teacher, don’t worry.” Xue Bai said, “In the worst case, I will become Genu’s son-in-law, and it won’t kill me.”
This is the change brought about by all the hard work. In the past, if you lost, you would be trapped and killed, but now you have a way out if you lose.
"Don't be kidding." Yan Zhenqing frowned and scolded, "The Holy Will is unpredictable and cannot be relied upon for a long time, especially this time you have made a big mistake. If you are awarded an official, don't covet high officials. Even a county captain is better than a minister of the emperor.
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“The students understand.“
“That’s something to talk about later, you should protect yourself first.”
There is a sound of Hujin, that is Cen Shen playing.
Cen Shen felt that there was still an upright official like Yan Zhenqing in Tianbao's officialdom, so he wrote a poem "Hu Ge Sends Yan Zhenqing's Envoy to Helong" to send him off.
“Don’t you hear the saddest sound of the barbarian tendons? People with purple beards and green eyes are blowing it.”
After playing a song, it is still not over. I am worried about killing Loulan Zhengxu'er...
The singing swept away the sadness at parting and made the atmosphere suddenly grand. In such singing, Yan Zhenqing bid farewell to his wife and children and got on his horse.
When his back disappeared from the sky, everyone looked up and saw only the stretching Qinshan Mountain.
“I have to leave in the next two days.”
Cen Shen put down his Hu Jin, smiled bitterly at Xue Bai, and said: "I have to set off to Anxi with several judges. The trip was originally scheduled for next month. But now it seems that I can't watch the drama you arranged at the Qujiang Banquet."
“It doesn’t matter, there will be a chance to see it in the future.”
Cen Shen lowered his voice, whispered in Xue Bai's ear: "I have made arrangements. If something unexpected happens and you go to my house to find my old servant, he will take you to Anxi to see me.
“Okay, thank you.“
“You and I are talking about whether to thank you or not.” Cen Shen smiled heartily.
In the blink of an eye, two days have passed. In the same place, with the same smile, Cen Shen waved his hand and said, "Everyone, please stay."
“Cen Erqi, it’s been a smooth journey. You must make great achievements when you get to Anxi!” Du Wulang shouted loudly.
“Hahaha, I’d like to borrow auspicious words from Wu Lang.” Cen Shen got on his horse and said, “Thirty-five high, give me a poem!”
"good!"
Gao Shi wrote poetry when he said he wanted to. He took the wine bag and took a sip. He looked at Cen Shen’s horse bag with admiration and began to recite.
“The line points to the flying canopy, the golden whip points to the iron.”
“The fame is thousands of miles away, and the care is in the cup.”
"Capture the barrier to the north of Yanzhi, and to the east of Taibai in Qincheng."
“Don’t feel melancholy when you are away from your soul, look at the hero who has taken the precious sword.”
Cen Shen was very satisfied and repeatedly praised Gao Shi as a close friend. There was no need to say that he was sad about parting, but what he wanted was to be generous and high-spirited.
What is there to be sad about when a man from the Tang Dynasty goes to the frontier to make contributions?
“Xue Lang, it’s your turn.”
Xue Bai first shook his head, pondered, and said reluctantly: "When the wind blows and the white grass breaks, the snow will fall in August."
“Bah!“
Cen Shen said: "The situation is wrong. If you don't want to give me a farewell poem, just say so."
“Then I don’t want to.“
“Okay, then I’ll do it!”
Another long poem, with Cen Shen and Gao Shi both in a vigorous poetic style. The sound of horse hooves faded away, the world returned to silence, and only Cen Shen's poem was still echoing.
“I hope you look up to Qingming, it’s hard to fly if you turn short.”
“On Cangran West Suburban Road, how generous is the handshake.”
Xuanyangfang, side courtyard of Xue residence.
When they were discussing how to besiege the Ministry of Rites, the hall was still very lively. Only a few days later, there were already fewer people.
“They’re all gone.“
Du Wulang felt melancholy and murmured: "I remember that when I was involved in the 'Ye Wu Yi Xian' case, Ge Nu didn't react so quickly."
“Ge Nu is just a treacherous prime minister, but now 90% of the officials in the central government are descendants of aristocratic families. With each person’s contribution, we can all be transferred out of Chang’an.”
A scholar named Qiao Lin smiled with a generous attitude: "Then I also need an official position, so that he can transfer me."
Qiao Lin was born in poverty, a descendant of the Huns who had been Sinicized. She was unruly by nature and spoke jokingly, but she was very diligent and studious. She knew how to climb for power at a very young age, and read through the books and annotations of famous disciples.
He failed in this examination and followed Xue Bai to cause trouble. Because of his outstanding talents, he became the backbone of these poor families in just a few days.
All joking aside, he is the one who knows the powerful methods of those aristocratic families who control the examination room. He changed the topic and said: "Of course, if you can read and write, who doesn't have relatives and friends who hold official positions? But we haven't dealt with it yet.
We are just humble people, sooner or later we will be beaten repeatedly."
There is some hope in the tone of this "beating and beating",
Du Wulang didn't like Qiao Lin very much because he could sense that what Qiao Lin wanted was not to open the way for the poor children to take the imperial examination, but to be recruited by aristocratic families by making trouble.
“So what?” Du Wulang said: “The left prime minister called my grandfather over and scolded me, wanting to teach me a lesson, but I’m not afraid.”
“Wulang was born in the Jingzhao Du family, so he is not afraid.”
Qiao Lin said, turned to look at Xue Bai, and asked in a curious tone: "Xue Lang, the family is powerful, why don't you ask for a holy judge?"
“Holy Judgment?“
"Yes." Qiao Lin said: "With our strength alone, we can deal with the aristocratic family like shaking a tree. Only by going directly to Shengting can the matter be turned around. But I don't know why, after so many days, Xue Lang still hasn't responded?"
“I have no face,” Xue Bai said, shaking his head.
"Huh?" Qiao Lin always spoke bitterly and asked: "We, the poor men, sacrificed their careers to fight for Xue Lang's first prize, but Xue Lang refused to come forward to ask for the Holy Inquisition?"
This sentence has a huge impact on morale.
Xue Bai had no choice but to sigh and said, "Okay, I'll tell you the truth."
"Appreciate further details."
Hear Xue Bai slowly say: "There is nothing a saint can do about this matter."
Qiao Lin was surprised and turned to look at the other two scholars in the seat.
Xue Bai said: "The sage has been a wise king through the ages, but the world's family tree has deep roots and cannot be shaken overnight. From Taizong,
Emperor Gaozong, Empress Wu...Although the imperial examinations have been improved little by little, the family still controls the examination room. You see, the sage appointed me as the number one scholar, and now I am about to be deposed by them."
"Yes." Gao Shi said: "Li Jiayou and we were good friends, but now because of the pressure from his family, he said that Yang Yu is more suitable to be the number one scholar. The world is like this, which makes people sigh."
“It’s not that Yang Yu is capable, but that the Li family, the Yang family, and the Cui family have already agreed on the quota for several years.”
"So even a saint can't change the outcome." Xue Bai said: "I concealed my life experience and deserved to lose the top prize. But I can't swallow this. I must give Cui Qiao a blow and give Han Shi a little change, even if it's just a little bit."
In the Tang Dynasty, he saw more clearly than many people in the world that there were no remonstrating ministers in the dynasty, so Li Longji regarded himself as a wise king.
The Tang Dynasty has accumulated many ills and is in urgent need of reform. The world needs a truly wise king who will work hard to govern so that various systems can adapt to this unprecedented peak of prosperity.
Xue Bai has never seen Li Longji and Li Linfu come into contact with the long-standing shortcomings of the Tang Dynasty. The so-called famous kings and ministers are just hammering away every day, indulging in the prosperity of the world and enjoying themselves.
Li Longji can also suppress those deceitful ministers and deal with some small intrigues. He really has no ability to deal with such major matters that involve the interests of the family.
SA
“Shuzi really said that? I can’t change the outcome?”
“Back to the saint...is.”
Zhang Zeng's voice was a little frightened, and he bowed and responded: "The three scholars whom I bribed agreed with each other. In addition, Xue Bai and others also said the same."
Li Longji had a hint of color in his eyes.
He actually asked Yang Yuhuan why the third sister didn't go to the palace to plead for mercy. The answer he got made him feel a little embarrassed.
一“Third sister doesn’t want to cause trouble to the saint. It’s no longer a shame for her if Xue Bai survives.”
No one said it clearly, but everyone seemed to be sure that the saint could not prevent the aristocratic family from controlling the examination room, and they were all cautious when mentioning this matter, for fear of getting into trouble.
Li Longji likes novelty, and has enjoyed pleasure for more than ten years. Occasionally involving some state affairs is still new, but he is quite concerned about it.
"What does it mean to be a prince? He deceived the king and lost the first prize. He thought it was persecution by the family? Or does he have a grudge against me?!"
“I really don’t know about this matter.”
Li Longji was in a bad mood and pushed Zhang Zan away. He had no intention of singing or dancing and got up.
Seeing that it was rare for a saint to be so upset, Gao Litu couldn't help but comforted him and said: "Is the saint upset because of the urging of Zhongshu's disciples? It's just a small matter. Xue Bai is the champion and Cui Qiao is demoted, and the matter is over."
"They urged, and they got it over with? I entrust the affairs of the state to the right minister, so that my ministers can do things according to my wishes, not everything according to their wishes!"
"The saint calms down his anger."
Gaolishi actually knew why the saint was angry.
This spring riot gradually made the saint see the control of the imperial examination room by the aristocratic family, and saw that their interests could not be touched in the slightest. Ninety percent of the officials in the court were from aristocratic families, but they had a tacit understanding when something went wrong. They did not need to be connected.
One after another took action to offset the impact of Xue Bai's riot in the Ministry of Rites.
Li Linfu, as a member of the clan, usually fights for personal grudges like a cockfight, and does not want to provoke the public's anger when big things happen. If the saint had not stopped him, he would have approved the memorial for the number one scholar.
It seems fair that Cui Qiao was demoted to the top pick, but in fact the family won. Moreover, the matter has become serious. Others who don't know the details will say that the emperor cannot even decide on a top pick.
Li Longji was angry at the thought of losing face. He hated Xue Bai. After a few steps, he asked, "General Gao, what do you think, how about just counting money and becoming the number one scholar?"
In the end, he only had this method of treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. He neither wanted to protect Xue Bai, nor did he want to nominate Yang as the number one scholar and beat up all the relevant people.
Gao Lishi knew that the saint wanted to earn some face, so he reminded: "Sage, Qian's first imperial examination has stains on the paper. Although the poem is good, it has wrong rhyme. And although the Qian family is not a prominent family, it is also a Wuxing family. In addition, bamboo paper
How to deal with the matter? I wonder who the saint can use to deal with it according to his heart?"
Li Longji frowned.
Even if Yang is not named the number one scholar, there are no other poor scholars in Jinke who can do well. If others do not have enough willpower and means, the bamboo paper will still be controlled by the aristocratic family to publicize how noble they are.
In the end, nothing changed*...
Xue Bai still has some tricks."
After thinking about it for a long time, Li Longji finally said: "This Zhuzi can't just play cards and sing."
He used to be disgusted with Xue Bai's aggressive methods, but this was the first time he saw that Xue Bai was capable of consolidating imperial power for him in the officialdom.