After The Empress Acended To The Throne, I Was Forcefully Made His Greatness

Xu Ying dismissed the group, while he himself copied Zuo Daoqi's poems from Baoyizhai, and then walked towards Shangshu Provincial Yamen.

When I met Zuo Daoqi today, because I was in a hurry, I used Zhang Weizheng's name, so I still needed to ask Zhang Weizheng for instructions, and he was also a little puzzled, Zuo Daoqi was brilliant in writing, why didn't the chief assistant really accept him as a disciple?

Walking into Shangshu Provincial Yamen with ease, there are many yamen in Kyoto, especially the central yamen, which occupies three long streets.

Shangshu Province is the head of the three provinces, and is the political center of the entire Jin Dynasty except for the emperor.

In addition to being the chief assistant of the cabinet, Zhang Weizheng also received the ministerial order.

In a nine-story building, Zhang Weizheng was wearing a purple plain coat, leaning on a soft bed, holding a book in his hand.

He is known as the most intelligent Confucian in the world, but few people know that the five principles of Confucianism are benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith. In addition to his wisdom and Taoism, he once discussed Taoism with the senior master of Qingfeng Academy who specialized in Taoism. The three sentences shattered the letter building.

Xu Ying waited for a long time, but the tea on the table in front of him had run out of heat.

Zhang Weizheng slowly put down the scroll in his hand, "What's wrong?"

Xu Ying said, "I met the student you mentioned today, but he is very good."

"Oh?" Zhang Weizheng became interested. He knew Zuo Daoqi's true identity. A while ago, he specially asked people to go to the clan's residence to read Zuo Daoqi's files. He heard Xu Ying's admiration and admiration, so he couldn't help becoming interested. ,"tell me the story."

Xu Ying did not miss a single word, and told everything that happened at the gate of Baoyizhai just now, and handed over the little poem to Zhang Weizheng.

Zhang Weizheng didn't speak, but just took the little poem, looked at it carefully, and then smiled, "Interesting, interesting."

"Sir, aren't you angry? In order to save him today, I used your name and gave him the Wenqi jade pendant you gave me."

Zhang Weizheng waved his hand, "It's okay, if you give it away, I will give it away, and I will give you another one later. There are fewer and fewer poems that catch your eye, Zuo Taibai..."

When Xu Ying heard that he was going to give him a jade pendant, his face was neither sad nor happy, and he cupped his fists politely, "Mr. Xie, in a while, the academy will be preparing for the Canon of the Dragon Gate, which needs to be arranged for Brother Zuo." ?"

Zhang Weizheng pondered for a moment, "Let's reserve a spot first."

"yes."

After he left, Zhang Weizheng read the little poem and put it down. He didn't like this poem. It wasn't that the poem was poorly written, but that it was too weak, and he didn't like it.

Looking at the paper on the table, Zhang Weizheng smiled, "Interesting, this little eunuch seems to have a secret, not only has he read a lot, but he has also practiced martial arts."

He has read all the files of Zuo Daoqi, entered the palace since he was a child, and studied because he was the companion of the Ninth Prince. He may have learned martial arts secretly from guards. These are all speculations in his mind.

Since there is a destiny, then I will help you again, and go to the clan mansion to report a list of practitioners for you.

To Zhang Weizheng, this kind of thing that caused Zuo Dodge an extremely headache was just a matter of one sentence.

After all, a long time ago, Confucian and Taoist sages said that the royal family has no personal affairs, and the clan's mansion manages the clan, so naturally it also treats the public.

Zhang Weizheng got up slowly, and walked to the window. The nine-story building was considered extremely high in the Jin Dynasty. In addition, the Shangshu Provincial Yamen was located on a high terrain, so he could easily see the Hubu Yamen far away.

Tobe left servant...

If you want to get Princess Changyi's attention, you have to hit it.

...

As soon as Xu Ying walked out of the Shangshu Mansion, he saw several colleagues from the Monster Slaying Mansion walking outside, so he stepped forward and asked, "Deacon Tantai, where are you going?"

When Tan Taijing heard the voice, the naive look on her face instantly turned into coldness, "Guantiansi observed that there are evil spirits in Kyoto. I'll go over to take a look at Pingxinfang."

She turned her eyes slightly, and looked at Xu Ying, a relatively rare Confucian scholar in the Demon Slaying Mansion.

"Deacon Xu, if you have nothing to do, you can go with us."

Banshee or something, I like the style of Confucian scholars the most.

Xu Ying's sense of justice and mission made him nod involuntarily, "I am willing to obey Deacon Tantai's orders."

Tan Taijing is a higher rank than him, a first-class deacon.

...

Zuo Daoqi took Ji Lingshu and Xiaojizi along the capital avenue, holding a hand-drawn map in his hand, which marked the streets and cities.

"Where is this Pingxinfang?" He picked up the map and turned it over and over again, looking around to find something like a road sign, but he couldn't find it, he was sure.

Probably got lost.

This is no navigation, really not a problem!

Turn around and make a map of the road, the one with the imperial concubine's voice broadcast.

Kyoto is not always bustling. There are few streets and squares after passing through Guangling Street, especially in this unknown square. There are almost no pedestrians on the street, and no one clears the snow on the side of the road. , looks very depressed, almost separated into two worlds from Guangling Street.

With a smirk on her face, Ji Lingshu stroked the Chinese dress that Zuo Daoqi exchanged for poems with her hands. She really liked it, not only because of the beauty of the dress, but also because of the twists and turns of the process of getting it. This dress has an extraordinary commemorative significance.

"Uncle, have you lost your way?" When there were only two of them, Ji Lingshu still called him Uncle Zuo Daoqi, and only called him elder brother when there were many people.

Zuo Dodge's complexion sank immediately, "How could I get lost, I'm just enjoying the customs of the capital, have you seen it?"

"never seen it."

"Then watch it carefully and study hard!"

With the constant turning around, Zuo Daoqi really turned out, caught a passerby and asked, "Brother, how do I get to Pingxinfang?"

Passers-by gave Zuo Dodge a strange look, "Didn't you come from Pingxinfang?"

Left Dodge: ? ? ?

It turns out that I am so smart that I have already found it? !

Ji Lingshu covered her mouth and snickered, and put the little white cat on her head to avoid being blown away by Zuo Dodge.

Zuo Dodge gave him a blank look, and took out another map, which was the small map of Pingxinfang.

This is a bit wrong, isn't it said that Pingxinfang is a large city for the exchange of materials between the outer city and the inner city of Kyoto? Why is there no one on the way?

Forget it, don't worry about it, it shouldn't be a problem to look for the carbon shops that Xu Qing often goes to.

These two maps were drawn by Xu Qing, and Zuo Daoqi found them when he was sorting out Xu Qing's legacy.

This time the map was clearer, and he began to search along the lines drawn on it.

at the same time.

In the small courtyard of Xiletanfang, a large group of people are surrounding them.

There are yamen servants from the nearby yamen, as well as Tantaijing and Xu Ying from the Yaozhan Mansion.

Both Tan Taijing and Xu Ying are deacons, and they are the highest in the field, so they are in the innermost position.

In front of them was a messy inner room, with several corpses lying in a mess. The scattered flesh and blood remnants looked like art paintings made by a certain artist, making the atmosphere of the whole room eerie. It is covered with an extremely viscous dark red substance, the kind that squeaks when stepped on, and can burst juice.

Five stars for gore.

Several yamen servants covered their mouths, trying to suppress the strong feeling of vomiting.

'See the lotus, blown by the wind. '

Xu Ying recited poems in a low voice, and a lotus pond suddenly appeared in front of those people's eyes. A breeze blew by, and a faint fragrance wafted in, overshadowing the smell of blood, suppressing the discomfort in everyone's hearts.