It was past noon at Yingtianmen, and the officials who had gone to court in the morning had already gone down to court. Only some slow-moving people were still chatting along the Hongqiao and heading out of the palace gate.
Under the Yingtian Gate, there was a Dengwen drum guarded by several sergeants. In a small room on the palace wall, the gray-haired censor Fang Congqian, who was over forty years old, also put down the "Three Kingdoms" script in his hand and raised his head to give instructions.
The imperial guard at the gate of Suwei said, "I'm going to have lunch. Read this book for me. Don't let anyone take it away." After saying that, he got up from his seat and stretched himself.
Master Fang, don't worry, no one is coming here." The imperial guard smiled, glanced at the manuscript with his feet on his feet, and said: "Master Fang, if you finish reading the book "Three Kingdoms", please borrow it from a certain bookstore.
How about reading it for two days? This book is quite expensive. With a certain family’s salary, I can’t afford it.
Fang Congqian walked to the door with a smile and said: "You, a soldier, can you understand this historical work?"
He was originally the censor of the Procuratorate, but he was at odds with his colleagues, so he was left idle here, watching over the Dengwengu, and could only find some words to entertain himself every day.
I don’t want to encounter such a majestic manuscript of the Three Kingdoms. If I can’t drink unless it’s a high-end book, I want to read it while drinking. Such a majestic text is just the right time to drink.
When the dynasty was first established, the Dengwen Drum was set up just like the previous dynasty. At the time, the Dengwen Procuratorate was even imitated in the old system of the Tang and Song dynasties, with one person to judge and two people to write letters. However, as time went by, the Dengwen Procuratorate was gradually abandoned and transferred to
It was under the jurisdiction of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and was also used as a place to send some old censors.
Because there is an imperial road in front of this drum, and the end of it is guarded by the imperial army. Ordinary people cannot enter, and those with official status dare not knock it to avoid disturbing the holy emperor. The Dengwen drum has become a kind of decoration.
The soldier of the Forbidden Army smiled and said: "Why don't you understand this? When I was a child, I knew a few words. I liked Lu Bu the most. He had a square-shaped halberd. The eighteen princes of Wei Town were not allowed to move forward in front of Hulao Pass.
Further, Fang Congqian smiled and said: "Okay, when I see it, I will let you, a soldier, have a good time."
The soldier was beaming with joy...
Fang Congqian was about to take a step away when he suddenly saw several people approaching in a dark crowd not far away. The leader was a young man in brocade clothes. He was also carrying a door panel. On the door panel, he was also carrying a man wearing the official uniform of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division.
people.
"Get out of the way!" When Jia Heng saw the soldiers who were about to stop him, he took out a waist badge in his hand and said, "I am General Yunhui. The emperor personally directs the military affairs!"
"Jinyiwei!"
The expressions of the two soldiers suddenly changed, and they immediately hesitated and moved out of the way.
Cai Quan on the side picked up the drumstick and said: "Sir, please."
Fang Congqian was stunned for a moment, his face changed drastically, and he said: "My lord, I can't do it, I can't do it."
When the drum of Dengwen was sounded, the whole palace could dance really loudly. At that time, the holy lunch was disturbed, and all the officials looked sideways. He, the censor, couldn't even eat and walked around!
Fang Congqian trotted forward quickly and said with a begging look on his face: "My lord, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully and don't beat the drum..."
Jia Heng's face was stern and he shouted: "There is nothing better than listening and watching widely, so that people's feelings can be communicated. Setting up a drum to open up the way of speech and reach people's feelings. This royal censor is both a scholar and a communicator."
Officials, who have read the poems and books of saints and sages, do they want to hinder the emperor's investigation and enlightenment?
When Fang Congqian heard this, he was shocked, and Yi Xi cupped his hand and said, "I wonder what your surname is?"
"I am Jia Heng." Jia Heng said, took the drumstick and started beating the Dengwen drum.
Dong Dong…
As the dust fell, the Dengwen drum, which had not been beaten for more than ten years, rang, which also woke up the censor Fang Congqian from his surprise, "Jia Heng, Jia Ziyu? Is that the manuscript of the Three Kingdoms?"
However, the sound of drums was like raindrops, passing through the palace walls, from the Yingtian Gate to the Daming Palace, Taiji Hall, and down the hall. Outside the palace gate, Yang Guochang, the cabinet bachelor and chief minister, had just got into the sedan chair with the help of a servant.
, hearing this, a look of shock appeared on his face with age spots, he opened the sedan curtain, and said in a loud voice
"Who's beating the drum?
And such scenes not only appeared outside the palace gate, but also in the six official offices of the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Rites not far from the palace, as well as the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Dali Temple, and the officials of all sizes who had just returned to the Secretary-General's Office to sit in office.
Suddenly, they all left the official hall, stretched their necks, and looked towards the palace.
Ruan Chang, a doctor in the Sichuan Qing Li Division of the Ministry of Justice, had just arrived at the office and asked the clerk to prepare a meal. He was looking at a volume of Qiuji files. He smelled the sound of the drum and asked the clerk beside him, "Who is knocking the drum?"
Wengu? What happened?
"Sir Ruan, who says it's not the case? Several of you are going to the palace to have a look."
Ruan Chang put down the file, stood up, and said, "Let's take a look."
Not only those from the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Husbandry, and the Ministry of War who were at the yamen, but also those who had not returned from the palace city were also heading towards Yingtianmen.
For a time, the central part of Beijing, temples, prisons and other offices were shaken.
As for Jia Heng, he was beating the drum,
After knocking on the three-way bell, he looked at a group of officials who were gradually gathering around him, wearing official robes of various colors and decorated with birds on the front and back. He handed the drumstick to Cai Quan who was standing aside, cupped his hands and said: "My lords, student Jia Heng
, I have disturbed you all, my lords, I am really uneasy, but I am filled with righteous indignation, and I will cry out for injustice!
"Jia Heng? The one who resigned from the title?" an official said in surprise.
"Didn't Jia Ziyu just suppress the bandits and be knighted? This matter was still mentioned in the early court, and the imperial edict was issued." Another old man in his fifties, wearing a fourth-grade official uniform, said in a clear voice.
"Why does this person want to attack Dengyun Wengu? Do you have a grievance to complain?" Xu Kai, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, who is in his early thirties, fair-skinned, and frowning like a thin pine eyebrow, asked Lu Li, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, standing aside.
road.
"Who can blame a fourth-grade military attache who is still wearing a royal uniform? Lu Li chuckled lightly, with a look of disapproval on his clear and elegant face, and he didn't know why.
Just turning his eyes, his eyes fell on Fan Yi next to Jia Heng. Lu Li squinted his eyes and thought in his mind.
"This scholar with a cane looks vaguely familiar..."
A group of officials were discussing in secret, looking at the young man in brocade clothes and the officer of the Wucheng Army and Horses Division who was lying on the bed groaning in pain, with thoughtful expressions on their faces.
At this time, a voice was heard, "Everyone give way, Minister Liang of the Ministry of Finance is here."
Everyone looked around and saw Liang Yuan, the right servant of the Ministry of Revenue, approaching with a calm look on his face.
Liang Yuan has a slightly chubby face, wearing a third-grade crimson official uniform with peacock patches, a rhinoceros belt around his waist, and black official boots. He has just seen off Yang Guochang, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and has not returned home yet. He just heard that
When Deng heard the sound of the drum, he hurried over to check it out and listened for a while.
Liang Yuan saw the young man in brocade clothes across from him and said in a cold voice: "Jia Heng, who asked you to attack and listen to drums here! The Holy Father has returned to the palace to handle the affairs of the state. It is time for lunch. I
How can you, ministers, be disturbed by something? You just received the title, but you don't know the importance of it? Or are you arrogant and willful?
Jia Heng's expression paused slightly, and he stared at Liang Yuan with a pair of cold eyes, with a sneer in his heart. He was quite impressed by this Minister Liang.
In his predecessor, because Jia Rong and Liang Shilang were competing for the brothel oiran, he blocked Jia Rong from a blow from the son of Liang Shilang, so that he was hit in the back of the head and his soul returned to the netherworld, and Liang Shilang was this Liang Yuan.
When everyone heard Liang Yuan's scolding, their expressions changed slightly, they frowned, and all turned their attention to Jia Heng.
Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "I was conferred the title of General Yun Mo by the emperor's favor, and it was time to repay the emperor for his righteous death. Now the Dongcheng gang is entrenched and tyrannical. First, they beat Fan Yi, the national examination candidate, with green-skinned scoundrels.
Later, he wounded Dong Qian, the official of the Wucheng Army and Horses Division. I was greatly impressed by the emperor's favor and beat the drum to report to the emperor. You, Mr. Liang, spoke indiscriminately and blocked it.
What does Zhang want to do!
As soon as these words came out, everyone who had been watching all exclaimed in surprise and all turned their gazes to Fan Yi, who was beside the young man in brocade clothes.
Well, as for the tolerance of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division lying on the bed?
The glances were sparse, and it was obvious that the injury of the official could not arouse much sympathy.
I saw Fan Yi wearing a shabby green shirt, hanging a cane, and his hair was slightly gray on the temples. His face was thin, just like Feng Yi. When he saw the officials looking at him, he smiled bitterly, cupped his hands and said to everyone: "
I have met you gentlemen, student Fan Yi. The student was originally from Xiangyang Prefecture. In the twelfth year of Chongping, he came to Beijing to take the exam. Because he offended Liu You, a minor official in the Military and Horse Division of the Five Cities, he colluded with the young gangsters of the East City to beat him to death...
The clear words fell in the ears of all the civil servants, like a huge stone thrown into a lake, causing a storm in an instant.
"A student who was taking the exam was beaten and maimed by subordinate officials in collusion with young gangsters? It's simply... appalling!" Xu Kai, a scholar at the Imperial Academy, was the first to say angrily.
At the side, Lu Li, a bachelor of the Imperial Academy, looked gloomy and said angrily: "It's so heart-breaking and outrageous!"
Others, such as some officials in Hanlin Kedao, were all indignant and said: "Lawlessness!"
"The East City has been like a abscess and ringworm for more than a day! The Jingzhao Yamen and the Five Cities Military and Horse Department have stood by and watched. It is really hateful!" Chen Duan, the censor of Jiangnan Province, with a handsome face as green as a crown jade, said:
He said loudly: "The imperial examination is a grand ceremony for recruiting talents. If you have any appeals, you can ask the Ministry of Rites. Fan Juren, have you ever gone to the Ministry of Rites?"
Looking at the angry officials, Dong Qian, who was lying on the bed, looked strange. He blinked and glanced at Jia Heng, as if asking if he wanted to continue with the pained groan coming from his mouth.
At this time, I heard Jia Heng say loudly: "Fan Yi appealed to the Jingzhao Yamen, but Sun Liangchen, the then Jingzhao Yin, ignored him and asked the Ministry of Rites, but the Ministry of Rites was perfunctory.
When you take the exam, you have to watch the lights at three times and the chickens at five times to get fame.
Are you going to be beaten by these green-skinned scoundrels after working so hard in school? Just this morning, an official from the Wucheng Military and Horse Department was almost ambushed by Dongcheng Qingskin. These gangsters are lawless and regard the laws of the country as nothing!
After saying this, Jia Heng suddenly looked at Liang Yuan, who was already panic-stricken and at a loss, and asked: "Master Liang, you are also a scholar, can't this matter be reported to the public? Do you have to sit back and watch their attacks?
If you enter the Daming Palace and disturb the safety of the Holy One, do you have to attack and listen to the drum to warn?
When Liang Yuan heard this scolding, he felt his body swaying a few times and thought to himself, "It's broken."
Sure enough, as these extremely emotional words fell, all the civil servants looked at Liang Yuan with some sarcasm and unkindness.
Lu Li suddenly chuckled and continued: "I remember, sir, Mr. Liang was the last one in the Bingchen Section in the 11th year of Longzhi. He was never deposed in the imperial examination. I don't think Mr. Liang considered himself a scholar.
Shi Lecturer, a well-known Hanyuan Ci official in the Qing Dynasty, was the number one scholar in the ninth year of Chongping. He was a self-proclaimed man and was proud of his talents. His previous indifference to Jia Heng was not without reason, but because of his Three Kingdoms Manuscripts.
And some people don't take it seriously because of his fame.
This is called the literati being indifferent to each other.
As for Liang Yuan, who is ranked at the bottom of the National Academy of Sciences, he naturally looks down upon him.
Everyone laughed when they heard Lu Li's words. This was the ruthless ridicule of a top student to a scumbag.
The fuss made Liang Yuan's fat face turn red and he said angrily: "I am so ignorant that I don't know, how could I know that there is such a thing?"
Know,
With the sound of the saints and wise men, even when they are eating and hearing the people's cries of injustice,
Even if I think about it, I will give up with chopsticks.
I can’t eat anything! But you are so big
"You..." Liang Yuanwen heard like a storm, with rhyming accusations. His chubby face was blue and red, especially when he heard the echoing sarcastic voices around him, which seemed to overwhelm him.
I drowned myself, feeling annoyed and ashamed at the same time. I wanted to walk away, but I felt too embarrassed.
"Everyone, the emperor's son was beaten and maimed by the green-skinned scoundrels from the Dongcheng gang, and the official was ambushed by them. Heng was a military hero of the imperial court. How can we allow such a small boy to wreak havoc in the capital, defeat the people, hear the drums, and hold the palace high, just for the great Han Jing to execute him?
That generation!" Jia Heng shouted loudly.
When all the officials heard this, they were all furious.
"Go together, go together!"
It must be said here that despite Jia Heng's report yesterday, Emperor Chongping appointed the Grand Scholar of Wenhua Palace and the Minister of Rites, He Juncheng, together with the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Jingzhao Yamen to investigate the matter.
But in fact it was just an oral instruction, and this matter was not mentioned at all in today's court meeting, so all officials did not know about it.
This is the way Yang Guochang, the chief minister of the cabinet, controls the influence. After the results of the investigation are released, they will be notified to China and foreign countries. By then, the dust has settled. Even if there are one or two material discussions, the world will not be in an uproar. The public will be agitated. This is also the case in later generations, that is, concerning
Get up and deal with it, wait for the dust to settle, or suddenly make a big announcement, with few words and big things, or hold it high and put it down gently.
Anyone who wants to stir up public opinion cannot do so.
Therefore, when He Juncheng, the chief minister of the cabinet, Yang Guochang recommended him as the main manager, he looked at him with gratitude.
because,
This cabinet minister does not have to face the critical public opinion of the scholar-officials. Instead, once the announcement is made, the scholar-official public opinion will rise for a while. Seeing that the handling is quite satisfactory, even if he is impeached, it will not shake him.
Bachelor's degree position.
Emperor Chongping also acquiesced to this matter out of some consideration of balancing the situation of the court.
The sea of stars shakes, and the waves hit for thousands of years.
Baya was silent. In the silence, she heard the waves in her heart rising like the sea...
"Have you ever thought about what kind of world is beyond the ocean? I want to take a warship that can break through thousands of waves and reach the other side of the ocean..." Feng Changming pointed to the distance, then slowly retracted his hand and said softly.
Said: "Go back, I want to sleep, and I will accompany you to the beach tomorrow. Teacher, why are you silent? Are you always thinking about the exciting scene of having sex with me in the waves?"
Timon was so embarrassed that he complained, and Baya lowered her face unintentionally. She did not expect that Feng Changming would say this. She suddenly felt that Feng Changming was neither like Balojin nor Lulu, and Balojin did not understand emotions.
, and Lulu is not frivolous, Feng Changming is changeable, like the sea, changing all the time, but no matter what kind of changes, it is through powerful power, this power bombards her like the ocean bombards the earth.
's mind.
"How bad are you!" Baya was surprised that she and Timon said these three words at the same time.
Feng Changming and Timon slept on the second floor of the tower, and Baya slept on the third floor. Although Baya was there, Feng Changming remained as usual. When he got into bed, he paralyzed Timon, and then the two hugged each other.
But Baya, who was sleeping above them, could not fall asleep until they fell asleep for a long time...
