Judging from the historical materials collected in Wenyuan Pavilion, there are too many doubts about Jiang Zhan's rebellion, and it will definitely not be clear for a while. Tang Ji did not want to alert the snake, so he touched his chin and sorted out the information collected today in his mind.
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Qin Hong returned the books he had dug out to their original places, went straight to the back of the long cabinet and sat down. He picked up the brush on the table and started writing on the rice paper. He said casually: "What? What happened in the thirteenth year of Dingwu?"
?If I remember correctly, that year should have been very chaotic. First, the provincial examination at the beginning of the year. The test questions were leaked. The late emperor was furious and killed many people. Later, in April, several assassins attacked Prince Wu's Mansion at night. Finally,
It was found out that it was King Lin, that is, His Majesty. The late emperor pointed at His Majesty in the Golden Palace and scolded him for more than half an hour. What followed was the rebellion in the northwest. King Beicheng, Jiang Zhan, King Liao, hey, I don’t know how to die that year.
How many people..."
Tang Ji retracted his thoughts, turned his eyes slightly, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Qin, what was your position in the court at that time?"
"Nonsense, of course I am the Minister of Rites. It was not until His Majesty ascended the throne that I retired and came to Wenyuan Pavilion to be a steward." Qin Hong looked ahead and was stunned for a while. Recalling the past, he couldn't help but sigh again.
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Tang Ji nodded slightly, walked slowly to the counter, and asked with a smile: "Then Mr. Qin, can you tell me about the situation in the court that year?"
Qin Hong raised his head and glanced at him, seeing his eyes full of expectation, and then shook his head: "Nearly twenty years have passed, and the old man has long forgotten that you have just entered the court, so it is better not to interfere with some things.
, so as not to cause death to yourself."
Hearing this, Tang Ji frowned slightly. He could still recall what happened in the thirteenth year of Dingwu just now, but now he said that he had forgotten it a long time ago. No one would believe it!
But the other party didn't want to say it, and he had no choice. He shrugged his shoulders and showed an indifferent look: "When I was in Huaizhou, I often heard Mr. Chen talk about missing those days. I didn't understand much at that time. Now that I have entered the court,
"Tang, I feel very boring. I really don't know what the old man misses, so I am curious to ask you."
"Humph, of course I miss that old guy. Back then, he was favored by the late emperor and climbed from the sixth rank Hanlin to the second rank minister in just twelve years. If the late emperor hadn't left early, he would have been the prime minister.
It’s not a problem.” Qin Hong said calmly.
Tang Ji pursed his lips. He didn't expect Professor Chen to be the emperor's favorite. He couldn't help but remember the scene when Professor Chen and Mrs. Chen both died that night. There was a little sadness in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up as if nothing had happened.
He stretched out his body, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Qin, it's getting late now. This junior will leave first."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the long table at the door. Just as he was about to pick up the food box, he was suddenly stopped by Qin Hong.
"Wait a minute, I've asked a few questions, which are all from the books you just read. Answer them before leaving!"
After hearing what the other party said, Tang Ji turned his head sharply.
Are you still doing in-class tests?
Please!
He is no longer a kindergarten kid!
Although he complained in his heart, Tang Ji still sighed, put down the food box, walked straight to Qin Hong, took the rice paper that the ink had not yet dried out from the latter, turned around and walked towards the long table: "Mr. Qin, wrong answer
It doesn’t matter if you don’t know or can’t answer, right?”
"There are only four questions in total. You only need to get two right. If you make too many mistakes, His Majesty will come to you!" Qin Hong replied, stroking his beard.
Hearing this, Tang Ji shook his head helplessly. Fortunately, although he could read ten lines at a glance, he had almost read through those messy books. He only had to look through the memories in his mind.
Immediately, he sat down at the table, picked up a brush, dipped it in some ink, and read the title: "Scholars make four mistakes, and teachers must know them..."
Tang Ji finished reading the four questions and saw that only one of them had not been seen before. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his pen and finished answering the two questions he had learned. He waved his hand and said to Qin Hong who was sitting at the counter: "
Mr. Qin, I’ve finished answering, and I’ll leave if I don’t have anything else to do!”
To prevent Qin Hong from seeing that he had only answered two questions, he muttered to himself, picked up the food box and ran straight out of the building.
Seeing this, Qin Hong shook his head: "No wonder His Majesty let a brat like you come here to practice. You really don't know the etiquette."
After complaining, he hunched over to the long table, looked down at the answer on the rice paper, and quickly turned his gaze to the door: "It seems that what Old Chen said about his photographic memory is not an exaggeration, it's just this kid.
He likes to take advantage of loopholes so much that he really just answers two questions!"
After staying in place for a short while, he put away his thoughts and looked up at the stairs opposite. After some consideration, he picked up the crutches by the door and walked up slowly.
Within a moment, he found the bamboo slips of "The Rebellion in the Northwest" that had been turned over by Tang Ji. After opening it and browsing it, he murmured: "You really came here because of what happened back then, but you just don't know what happened after you learned the truth.
Where to go from here?”
After saying that, he stood by the red-framed window sill for a moment. After retracting his gaze, he took the bamboo slips on both sides and walked to the innermost row of bookcases without hanging wooden signs of the year, and took out a dusty bamboo slip.
Under a ray of sunlight, the word "下" carved on the outside of the bamboo stick appeared in Qin Hong's deep black pupils. He sighed and walked towards the stairs holding the three bamboo slips: "Old friend
, I know you don’t want these kids to find out the truth, but there’s only so much I can do.”
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After Tang Ji returned to the Ministry of Finance from Wenyuan Pavilion, his heart was in a mess and he had no energy in the afternoon. He stayed up until he was released from office, then left the imperial city and returned to Prince You's Mansion.
Jiang Ran happened to be practicing martial arts with Song Yao in the front yard. Seeing that he was different from usual, he looked at Song Yao and handed the long sword in his hand to Jiu'er. He walked over quickly and smiled: "You're back today?
Are you tired? I saw that you didn't bring a food box, so I made another one and asked Song Xiao to send it to you."
But as soon as she finished speaking, Tang Ji hugged her into his arms.
"Of course, I promise you that I will help you find out the truth of the matter." Tang Ji whispered.
Hearing this, Jiang Ran raised her jade eyes and pressed them into his arms: "I believe you."
The two hugged each other for a short while, and then Tang Jicai slowly let go.
Jiang Ran held his hand, blinked her jade eyes, glanced around, and asked softly: "Did you find something?"
Tang Ji touched her head with his other hand: "I'll tell you later."
"Okay." Jiang Ran replied obediently. Although she was very concerned about her father's affairs, she was not in a hurry. As long as Tang Ji could be safe and sound, she shook her head, remembered something again, and said, "By the way,
Shen Ling and the others are here."
Just at this time, a young man in white walked out of the courtyard behind. When he saw Tang Ji, he shouted excitedly: "The shopkeeper!"