Outside Kaifeng City, outside the West Water Gate and next to the Bian River, is the famous Jinming Pool.
The circumference of Jinming Pool is nine miles and thirty steps, and the pool is square in shape. There are walls around it, many doors, and the water inlet in the northwest corner.
The back door on the north side of the pool is facing the west water gate of Bianhe River.
The main south gate is the Lingxing Gate, opposite the Baojin Tower in Qionglin Garden to the south.
Every time there is a dragon boat winning ceremony on March 18th, officials and noble officials file in from here.
Now it is the end of spring, and it is still in the "opening of the pond" period.
It was sunny and sunny today, and people came in large numbers, pouring into Jinming Pond from all the gates other than Lingxing Gate.
Weeping poplars dipped in water, tobacco paved embankments, pink as brocade, willows as green as smoke. White butterflies among the flowers, orioles on the trees, and bustling crowds everywhere, make this natural scenery full of popularity and vitality.
The west bank of Jinming Pond has pleasant scenery, is deep and quiet, and has many pavilions. It is a good place for dignitaries to gather here to enjoy the scenery, fish and relax.
In a remote pavilion, two people were sitting opposite each other.
The one on the left is neither tall nor short, with a fat and round figure.
Wearing a bright red robe and a headdress pointing toward the sky, from a distance, she looks like a fresh and plump tomato.
The person on the right has a tall and thin body and a long and thin face. They are connected together and are just a few inches taller than others.
Wearing a gray-white straight skirt and a dongpo scarf on his head, he sat upright, just like a poplar tree in the northern wilderness in winter.
"Brother Xuanming, it seems impolite to choose the place in Jinmingchi?" Tomato asked hesitantly.
"Brother Maoming, don't worry. Your brother-in-law is not as fatuous and incompetent as the outside world reports. He is a ruthless character with a ruthless body and a foxy heart." Bai Yangshu laughed.
Tomato was stunned, "Brother Xuanming, why did you say this?"
Bai Yangshu did not answer directly.
"Yesterday, there was a remonstrance to the officials to impeach the imperial censor, Prime Minister Xing Heshu. He listed his ten major crimes for slandering the empress dowager and the empress dowager, and instigating the family relationship between the empress dowager and the official family... etc."
"After the impeachment was brought to the palace, the next day there was a written message from the emperor. Uncle Xing He slandered the emperor, falsely accused Zhongliang, said he was disrespectful and a treacherous person. He was demoted to be the chief minister of Ruzhou and joined the army, and was handed over to the Wugang army for placement."
Tomato nodded, "I know about this. It was said that it was sent to the Qingshou Palace by Shangshu. The empress was furious and personally called the officials there. Only then did the officials issue a strict decree. What does it have to do with my brother-in-law?
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"This matter is not that simple. Prime Minister Zhang and Prime Minister Zeng were at odds with each other, and Xing Zhongcheng was in the middle to mediate and cajole him. Later, Zhang Xiang saw through Xing Zhongcheng's conspiracy and secretly led others to impeach him. Prime Minister Zeng and Prime Minister Cai tried their best to
It was maintained, so it has been preserved to this day.”
Baiyang Shu shook his head and said.
"But I didn't expect that this time the admonisher's sword would go astray and target Empress Xuanren Shenglie (the Empress Dowager Gao) and the Qingshou Palace. No one dared to protect her now. It can be said that the blow hit the target with one hit."
When Tomato heard this, he put away the expensive folding fan in his hand and patted it gently a few times.
"The impeachment of Xing Zhongcheng by Shangshu this time is indeed a bit strange. But you said it was related to my brother-in-law. Do you have any evidence?"
"No. It's just my intuition."
Tomato rolled his eyes, "Brother Xuan Ming is really unreasonable!"
"Haha, brother Maoming, don't underestimate your brother-in-law. In the past few days, someone has been checking my background. He searched here and there, breaking through several layers of deception, and almost found out my background."
Tomato looked sharply in his eyes and said, "When did my brother-in-law become so powerful? Well, maybe my brother-in-law used to be a hiding person. He hid it and was bullied by them. Why don't he stop hiding it and show his strength!"
Baiyang Shu laughed and said no more.
Soon, I heard the sound of horse hooves coming from far and near.
Tomato's face straightened, "He is the only one who dares to ride a horse in Jinming Pond."
After saying that, he suddenly remembered something, "Thirteenth Lang's wanton behavior seems to be better than in the past. There were people who impeached him repeatedly in the past, but why don't you see anyone impeaching him now?"
Bai Yangshu turned his head suddenly, stared at his friend for a while, seemed to be thinking about this problem, and suddenly smiled.
Tomato looked at him, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then smiled.
The person who came was really Zhao Si.
This is the sad place for His Royal Highness King Jian, who not long ago made a fool of himself in front of 100,000 Kaifeng soldiers and civilians.
But Zhao Si didn't take it seriously at all and rode his horse at a trot in high spirits.
It was Zhao Si who almost drowned in Jinmingchi. What does Zhao Si have to do with me?
When I walked to the place, I found that the pavilions here were all similar, and I didn't know which one was the one I had agreed on.
Zhao Si was too lazy to ask and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Uncle! Where are you?"
Tomato didn't want to answer the question at first, but Zhao Si shouted louder than the other, so he had to stand up, walk out of the door and answer the question.
"Thirteenth Lang, here!"
He is Zhao Si's eldest uncle and Zeng Gongliang's great-great-grandson, Zeng Baohua, whose courtesy name is Maoming.
Zhao Si walked into the pavilion, and Cen Meng and Xue Fanzi took their guards and stood around the outside, not allowing anyone to approach.
"Thirteenth Master, this is my good friend, the eldest grandson Moli, whose courtesy name is Xuanming." Zeng Baohua pointed at the poplar tree and introduced.
"Mr. Xuanming, nice to meet you!" Zhao said politely.
"I have met the king." The eldest grandson, Moli, bowed with his hands.
"Brother Xuanming, you're welcome. Just call me Thirteenth Prince."
After saying a few polite words, the three of them sat down again, and then the three pairs of eyes stared at each other without anyone speaking.
Zhao Si didn't want to speak, he was thinking about the very mysterious eldest grandson Moli sitting opposite.
Yu Huatian checked him for two days, only to find out that he was said to be a descendant of Sun Sheng, the former eldest son of the Sui Dynasty. He was from Luoyang, Xijing, and had won the imperial examination.
But Yu Huatian felt that these might all be fake.
Because he found out another layer of details about Changsun Moli.
He grew up in Hedong, his parents died, and he had no brothers or sisters. At the age of twelve, he followed several servants to study everywhere. He and Zeng Baohua once worshiped Su Che's disciples.
But he is by no means a Conservative.
Zhao Si stared at Changsun Moli opposite, as if he wanted to pull the real him out of that body.
Changsun Moli stared back at Zhao Si with a slight smile on his lips, as if he had seen through his true nature - you are just a fake!
Zeng Baohua sat in the middle, and his attention was attracted by the hat Zhao Si was wearing.
This is a new type of round hat. The entire hat is round in shape. The top of the hat is made of lacquered black gauze, and a peacock feather is added to the top. The brim is wide. There is a hat rope hanging down and tied to the chin.
It is similar but different from the Fanyang hat worn by military men. Zhao Shi wears it extraordinarily bravely, and he actually seems to be overlooking it when looking at it.
How can I lag behind with such a fashionable thing? I will ask Thirteenth Lang to tell me the hat shop later, and I can also customize a more beautiful hat.
Well, add a few more peacock feathers.
When Zeng Baohua came back to his senses, he found that Zhao Si and Changsun Moli were staring at each other like cockfighting cocks. They were speechless for a while and didn't know how to stir up the topic.
Just give up and focus on making tea.
As time passed, Zeng Baohua had changed the tea leaves twice, distributed tea seven or eight times, and even went to the hut once.
Zhao Si and Changsun Moli were still there with their eyes wide open, as if they were competing to see if they could stare each other to death.
In the end, Zeng Baohua couldn't bear it anymore and said, "You two, don't stare so hard, we are here to tell the story."
Yes, the three of them all knew why they were gathered here. This interview was also facilitated with everyone reaching a tacit understanding.
Zhao Si rubbed his dry eyes and said politely, "Mr. Xuanming, please!"
The eldest grandson, Moli, blinked hard, "Thirteenth Master, what do you think of Wang Jinggong's reform?" This chapter has been completed!