Two hundred and twelve chapters shocking court gossip
Chapter 212 Shocking Palace Gossip
Li Youchou, Chou missed two bowls of rice for lunch. He didn't go anywhere today. He was sitting in the hall with a sad face, thinking hard. How can he see people with this handwriting?
Although Li You was not a scholar by birth and had never taken part in the imperial examination, at least he was now famous for his poetry. He was able to show off his talents from all over the world and was recognized by public opinion as a man of culture.
In the past two hundred years of the dynasty, there have been many fashionable celebrities who did not take part in the imperial examinations and did not serve as officials but were outstanding in poetry, calligraphy and painting. They were called mountain people. Li You was considered to be in this category. But the vast majority of them were in the world, and their hearts were in the world.
The people in the government office did not have the unique good luck of Li You, and they could advance into the government without passing the imperial examination.
However, Li You's calligraphy really cannot be displayed in front of others. The image damage index is not even ten, but it is ***. In the past, you might be able to cover up and exploit your strengths and avoid weaknesses, but if you have to be a Zhongshu Sheren who has a basic skill of copying, your secrets are bound to be exposed.
If he had known this, he should not have coveted the comfort since time travel. He should have achieved some results after studying hard in the past two years. Li You regretted in his heart. He never thought that he would have a chance to enter the center before.
Can I go back on my word and not become a scholar? Li You made up eighteen kinds of excuses, but he couldn't justify it... He agreed too happily last night, and there was no room for change.
It is not something worth trying to go back on one's word against the official minister who is in charge of the government. I just don't know which of the two options of rejecting the official official or ruining your reputation will cause less damage?
In this era, it would be nice to have a fountain pen and a ballpoint pen, but the writing brush is really not easy to use... Mr. Li looked up to the sky and sighed. In his last life, he also copied the writing with a fountain pen when he was in elementary school and middle school. Although the practice was not very good, it was still much better than the miserable calligraphy writing now.
Li You suddenly had an idea. Although there was no fountain pen, the quill pen, the ancestor of the fountain pen, should have appeared in Taixi. But it is estimated that no one in the country knew how to make it, not even his handicraft skills.
He vaguely remembered that in the history of the Ming Dynasty, some Western missionaries came to China to preach in the capital... Thinking of this, Li You seemed to see a glimmer of light in the darkness. He could not sit still, so he quickly went to the innkeeper of the guild hall and asked: "What's going on in the capital?"
Is there a Xifan monk?”
The shopkeeper looked strange when he heard this, and said with deep meaning: "Yes, yes, but you are in your youth, you just need to cultivate your moral character, you don't need to do this?"
Li You was stunned. How could he find a missionary to cultivate his character? What does this mean... "Where are they?"
"I've been listening to people chatting, and I've heard something about it. They are found in several alleys in the east and northwest of the city. Some medicines have good properties and are said to last all night. Some magic spells are good..." the guildkeeper introduced with an ambiguous look.
The more Li You listened, the more something was wrong. He suddenly realized that this guy must have misunderstood!
The shopkeeper must have thought that he was looking for some Western Monk or Tantric Master to get some medicine or learn Zen. These days, Hu Monk Medicine is synonymous with obscene medicine, competing aggressively with Taoist elixirs for market share...
"Don't be ridiculous! With my power, how can I need the help of things that are not worthy of being on the table!" Li You sternly refuted the shopkeeper, "What I am looking for is a monk from the countries in Haixi, with a high nose and deep eyes.
Anyone whose pupils are not black is not a monk from the Western Regions."
"But he is a villain..." the shopkeeper said with an apologetic smile: "There are also monks from Haixi. They gather not far from Xuanwumen, there is a Xifan monastery, and they believe in some religion."
This is probably it. Li You summoned Zhang San and said: "Take some money and go to Xuanwu Gate in the west to find those monks. Maybe there is a kind of quill pen. Buy some and ask for a thicker handwriting. Can you tell me how to make it? better."
Zhang San responded and left.
At this time, an internal official came over with five hundred taels of silver, which was a reward from Princess Guide. Li You thanked him and accepted it, not wanting it in vain.
Under the adoring gaze of the shopkeeper, Li You felt a little sleepy, so he went back to the house to take a rest. When he walked to the courtyard, he didn't see Xiaozhu, and when he entered the outer hall, he didn't see Xiaozhu either.
Weird, where did this maid go? But Li You didn't think much, it was important to take a nap, so he opened the door and entered the back room.
Before Mr. Li's eyes could adapt to the light in the room, he heard a low scream. When he looked closely, he saw Xiaozhu holding clothes tightly covering his chest, but he could not hide the white lotus root pink arms and the white scent of ivory. Shoulders, and a few hanging red bra ropes...
Xiaozhu, who was extremely shy, felt weak at the sight of the master. He staggered and fell backwards, falling on the head of the bed. The clothes covering his chest were loosened a little, exposing a small part of his soft flesh.
"What are you doing?" the pleasant Mr. Li asked. What a coincidence... Although he and Xiaozhu, the personal maid, are actually very familiar with each other, it is indeed interesting to bump into them suddenly.
"The slaves were changing their clothes. I didn't want the master to come in." Xiaozhu lowered his head and replied, but secretly glanced at the master.
"Ah, it's the master, I'm being rude..." Li You said subconsciously. But he immediately thought about it, what kind of clothes did she change in broad daylight? Whose maid changed clothes and went to the master's bedroom to change?
What a pink trap... Mr. Li immediately changed his tone and said with a ferocious smile: "What kind of crime should you be punished for breaking into the master's inner room without permission!"
"I accept the punishment..." Xiaozhu replied shyly, the clothes in his hands loosened a bit...
Counting that he had not vented his anger for a month and a half after leaving home, Mr. Li couldn't stand it anymore and became excited. The atmosphere in the room immediately became rippled. Li You walked forward and pointed at the little maid and said: "You, little maid If you don’t learn well at a young age…”
As we get closer, we can hear the sounds of our heartbeats and our breathing.
At this time, there was an earth-shattering shout in the courtyard, "Master Li! Fang He is here to visit!"
Zhu Bulang? Li You was stunned for a moment. Mr. Fanghe really came by chance... and then he heard the little lady on the bedside say an almost inaudible curse in a low voice: "Kill with a thousand cuts!"
Li You straightened his clothes, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and walked out of the room to greet him.
There is no need to mention the depression of the little maid. The master always pretends to be a gentleman and says that she is still young. I wonder if she is already fifteen? She has grown to the height of the master’s ears, and her chest is a little bigger than Aunt Jin’s. .
The master didn't go out today, so he wanted to catch him unawares, and caught him unawares of the taste of meat. However, his elaborate plan was completely in vain.
When the good-looking man shows off his talents and is well-off in the capital, like in Suzhou, will there still be a shortage of women?
Mr. Zhu Fanghe, who kept Xiaozhu's side quiet but said it was a disgrace, was ordered to go to the Temple of Heaven in the outer city today to handle matters. The Ministry of Etiquette always had to deal with all these sacred matters. When he came back, he entered the city through Chongwen Gate and thought of Li You's residence. As he was nearby, he took the road to visit him and invited him to have dinner with him.
"Master Li, I heard that you and Prince Consort Lin have some misunderstandings. You are both talented at the moment. It is better to catch the sun than to catch it. How about I be the host tonight to explain it to you?"
Knowing that Zhu Bulang was a cheerful man, Li You didn't hide it, cupped his hands and said: "I won't hide it from Mr. Fanghe. That night, I tried my best to excuse the prince-in-law for Mr. Fanghe's sake. In the end, he lived up to his orders and settled the matter."
How could it not be chilling if only a few sarcastic remarks were exchanged?"
Zhu Bulang explained: "The prince-in-law comes from a wealthy family in the capital. He has been pampered since he was a child. He has high talents and occasionally has some aloof habits. In fact, his nature is not bad, his talents are outstanding in the world, and he is worth making friends with."
According to what you mean, Prince Consort Lin just doesn't have a mature and sophisticated personality, Li You secretly thought.
No matter what, Zhu Bulang's face still had to be sold, so Li You followed Mr. Zhu away.
We came to the restaurant run by Mr. Xiao Ji again. When we entered the lobby, we saw many new calligraphy banners hanging on the walls. At this time, about a dozen scholars were standing under the walls, watching, and whispering to each other.
If you look closely, you will see that the text on the scroll is composed of quatrains on poetry that Li You recited out of boredom when he came here the day before yesterday. There are ten poems in total, and many of them are hung on the wall.
Zhu Bulang pointed at the wall and said: "The man left the table. I was so excited that I couldn't help myself. I was so excited that I was drinking and writing these words in succession. I felt that the words I wrote were full of spirit and I felt very happy. Now.
If I rewrite it, I will never be able to write in this state again."
Li You smiled and said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Fanghe, for making me famous. I also did it while drinking, and I was talking nonsense for a while."
Zhu Fanghe sighed: "You are gifted by nature. These ten poems are brief at first glance, but after careful reading, I feel that they are full of meaning. Nowadays, if I want to discuss poetry, I am afraid that there is nothing to write, unless I deliberately sing the opposite and find a new way. With you
Although we have only known each other for three days, I am already too lazy to write poems."
"Master Zhu, you are a master of both poetry and calligraphy, and you are well-known in Beijing, so why should you be depressed? I really deserve your praise." Li You said a few words of humility.
Entering the quiet room in the inner courtyard, a boy was serving tea.
Li You originally wanted to ask about palace affairs for later use. But then he thought about it. His character for "Zhongshusheren" was only a few words, and it was far from being leaked. So he had better not ask randomly to avoid causing trouble. He just asked randomly.
The topic was: "Send Prince Consort Lin back home the night before, why did Mr. Fanghe stop and almost suffer an unreasonable disaster? This is not very kind, and it is not in line with your reputation."
Zhu Bulang looked a little embarrassed and said: "To be honest, I am afraid of seeing Guide Qianlong."
"Are you afraid of her because of your status?" Li You said in surprise: "I'm a bit unbelievable."
Zhu Bulang whispered: "If you are not an official in the capital, you don't know how powerful Guide Qiansui is."
Li You pricked up his ears and listened carefully. From then on, he often visited the palace. The more he knew about this kind of gossip, the better.
"I will only tell you two things. When the emperor lost his father when he was young, the Holy Mother was too busy looking after politics and neglected to discipline. She was once tempted by the internal prison, indulged in playing and neglected studying. None of the scholars could stop her. Gui De is a thousand years old at this time.
On the 14th side, holding the memorial tablet of the late emperor, he relieved the emperor's six internal prisons on his left and right, and all of them were executed with sticks inside the Donghua Gate. At that time, the whole court was in awe."
Although it happened many years ago, Li You was also shocked at this time...
"The second thing is that at the beginning of Jinghe, the eldest son of the emperor, born to the concubine, was granted vassal status but he refused to join the country. He made great mockery of the emperor and made the whole court suspicious and fearful. Guide Qiansui imprisoned him in the ancestral temple and deprived him of rice for three days.
Force her to repent and leave the capital. By the way, the concubine died a year later."
Finally, Zhu Bulang sighed: "Guide Qiansui's majestic and virtuous vessels are crowned in the palace. Now the Queen Mother is in charge of the country's affairs, the emperor has not married, and the six palaces have no owners. They are all managed by Guide Qiansui. As the prince-in-law, I really can't
He is competent in his position, but the eldest princess complains a lot, so she is always ashamed to see her."
To put it bluntly, Zhu Bulang and Consort Lin cherished each other. They were called masters and apprentices but they were actually literary friends. They often secretly had sex and debauched together, which of course made Princess Guide unhappy.
Li You was really dumbfounded when he heard this. He was so scared that he was sweating profusely. That day he actually said who the eldest princess Guide was... I really don't know how to write the word "death". Fortunately, I will see the opportunity later.
Come on, pretend to be low and make small repairs.
I have to say it again, empiricism kills people. This living princess is definitely not the princess in the history books. In her previous life, she read a few Ming history books and thought she was right. It is really wrong.
