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Chapter 102

Li Dongyang hurriedly walked out of the palace door, just got into the sedan chair, and immediately lifted the sedan curtain to call the old family who had followed for many years: "Come on, go to the ritual department, and ask Master Wang Langhua to come to our house to drink and fight poetry."

The courtier Wang Hua, the head of the military department, and the father of Wang Shouren, the chief of the military department, became the champion of the ugly year of Huaxin. He was a lecturer in the East Palace when the first emperor Hongzhi was the prince, and his reputation was slightly better than that of Wang Qiong.

The Ministry of Military Affairs is the most leisurely Yamen of the Six Divisions during the war. In the summer, I closed the window so that I couldn't breathe, and when the window was opened, it shook violently. Many soldiers and soldiers escaped from the house and sat under the promenade and chatted with the fan.

A soldier wearing a shirtless shirt is spitting about the anecdote of Caishikou today: "I heard that Master Yang of Shenjiying is a descendant of the Yang Song of Zhongsong in the Northern Song Dynasty. The woman is better than the man. The one-height beheaded stand, and the rope is blocked one foot away in front of him, this lady Yang jumped onto the stage in one arrow, really lighter than the raccoon cat.

Xu Shangshu was furious and personally went to the stage to monitor, hey! Mrs. Yang showed a picture, and the first emperor Hongzhi painted it by his own hand, and put it on the top of her husband's head. This is something given by the first emperor. Even if you are the king Hou Gongqing, if you are blessed, you must be respectful and respectful. Who dares to slash a head? Just like that, all four executioners were dumbfounded. "

A soldier was interesting to hear, and interjected and asked, "Hao, several other adults did not have the Emperor's Mobao bodyguards, and Mrs. Yang did not protect them. Why didn't they cut it first?"

The shirtless man rolled his eyes and said: "You say? This is a grievance against Emperor Mo Bao, but it is not a decree to forgive Lord Yang alone. Who dares to cut the half and leave half? The families of other criminals are willing to rest? The world What do people think about it?

The **** was robbed white, and he spoke with a smile. These people were surrounded by a small square table with a large teapot and six or seven tea bowls on them. The shirtless man said the rise, picked up the bowl and poured a few mouthfuls to find out that he was wrong and couldn't help but lean towards him. The other person apologized: "Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, the small mistake took your tea bowl."

Lord Wang is the chief of the Treasury Department of the Ministry of Defense Wang Shouren. He is in his thirties and has white facial hair. Some southerners have a face. Although their eyes are not very big, they are extremely godlike. After listening to the shirtless man apologizing, he waved and smiled. Drink, what's the matter? ", Said to lift the pot to pour another bowl for the man.

The principal also wore a shirtless shirt and could not see the appearance of the soldier. This man and Daming Qizi headed by Li Mengyang painted and studied poetry and essays. They had a close relationship with each other, but when they met the pawns of the traffickers and the slave servants, they could even talk about speculation. Those who are familiar with him will never treat him as a superior official.

Wang Shouren lifted the pot and filled it with tea. He smiled and glanced at everyone. He said slowly: "The emperor Longyan was furious, because the bad feng shui of the emperor's mausoleum would damage the national sports. I heard that the emperor has decided to move the tomb. It is imperative to increase taxation. Although the three college graduates from today's upwards have temporarily prevented this, but there is something wrong with the dragon's veins, I am afraid that raising taxes is also impossible. "

A bureaucrat said: "That's not that, Feng Shui is a sloppy thing. The dragon's veins are related to the Daming National Games. If it is really damaged, then it's worth it?"

Another government service listened indignantly and said: "What feng shui, people can't survive now, do you still want to think about it a few hundred years later? My brother drove a small carriage to take the route from Tongzhou to Jingshi. Hahaha, the money earned in a year is barely able to live a life, this tax increase, the income is less, let alone the tax plus limited profit, the foot merchants are willing to rent a car and the travel will inevitably decrease, my brother is worried about how to spend the day Well, not to mention those ordinary people. "

A government official shook Pu Fan and asked: "I heard that Master Yang was just to let the people have a way to live, and then he concealed the leakage of the emperor's mausoleum. Speaking of it, it was still a good official for the country. But This Feng Shui is also sloppy, Master Wang, what do you think? "

Wang Shouren pondered and said, "In my opinion, the existence of everything in the world has its truth. Feng Shui is an existence, and the people are also an existence. Therefore, Feng Shui has the principle of Feng Shui, and the people have the principle of the people.

If the damage to Cunfang's soil would affect the national games, wouldn't it be difficult for thousands of people to survive? Zhu Zi said: Go for human desires and save the heavens. Is it not human desire to blame for prosperity and decline? In order to make people want to ignore people's life and death, it is contrary to the principle of nature.

Everyone heard nodded, and a bureaucrat smiled and said: "Master Wang has read a lot of books, and the words he spoke are also convincing. In the end, he is a scholar who has stood for seven days in bamboo, and we can't compare."

All the officers listened to the loud laughter. It turned out that Wang Shouren was a childish learner. When he was young, he believed in Taoism, and had invited Taoists to his home for advice. But what do those Taoists know, except to read a few unreasonable death scriptures? Other than that, I can hardly speak any other words, let alone learning.

Laozi ’s Taoism is one of the ancient Jiului, and is listed among the three religions. It is a true philosophy. However, although the Taoist priests today worship Laozi as the originator, in fact, most of them were taught by Zhang Daoling of the Han Wudou Rice Religion. different.

Wang Shouren learned nothing, and later studied with the Confucian scholar Lou Liang, and began to believe in Zhu Xi ’s knowledge of knowledge of things. He once realized seven days and seven nights at a bamboo pole in the family. As a result, the truth was not realized, but he fell ill because of the wind and cold. It ’s an anecdote in the capital, and everyone knows it, so everyone laughs when they listen to the jokes. Wang Shouren is bold and self-confident, and he has been laughed at for many times. , There is no unpleasant color.

A messenger waited for the rest of the audience to laugh, and said: "In this way, Master Wang agrees with Master Yang Ling Yang. I heard that the three cabinet bachelors also protect him. If Master Wang encounters such a thing, you will How to do it? "

"Me?" Wang Shouren was startled and couldn't help thinking. "The king, the people, the feng shui, the community Ji ..." These things turned around in his heart like a lantern, and after a long time, Wang Shouren's confused eyes gradually became firm, The public officials who waited for the answer didn't hear the rebellious words from his mouth, but they clearly saw his answer. For a time, everyone accepted the laughter on their faces, and their expressions were solemn.

Yan Song heard the news of Yang Ling's imprisonment and attending the court. He was very grateful to Yang Ling, but he was very utilitarian, and he was very utilitarian. However, even an unknown soldier could not save Yang Ling even if he was sparse, and he had nothing to do with his own future. He would n’t do anything that would just ask for book business, so I heard that Yang Ling was cut. Although he was extremely sad, he was wise to practice the law. The field did not go.

But when Han Youniang stopped the execution with Emperor Mo Bao, and the emperor took Yang Ling into custody and tried again, Yan Song's brain revived. Earlier, Yang Ling resisted the purpose of saving his wife, and Hongzhi had not detained Yang Ling for a long time. Yan Song confounded the intention to excuse Yang Ling, so he hurriedly wrote an article to create momentum for Yang Ling.

This time, the emperor suspended his sentence for retrial, and ordered to investigate the tomb. Could it be that he was deeply involved? Yan Song took the will and closed the door immediately, carefully pondering the truth. He sat at the table with frowns, his eyes groaned for a long while, and his wife, Ouyang, who had just been brought to Beijing, saw her husband came back early this morning, and he sat quietly as soon as he entered the house and made a cup of tea. , Asked softly, "Xiang Gong, what happened to you today?"

Yan Song was very respectful to the wife who made the hair, seeing his wife brewing tea, busy taking over with both hands, and laughing to his wife: "Oh, it ’s nothing. Today the emperor decided to investigate Tailing, and sent three emperors to serve as husbands. It is also one of the three people appointed by the emperor. I am just surprised that I am a new official. There is no special performance during the hall test. The genius in the Hanlin Academy is like a cloud. Why did the emperor designate me alone? "

Ouyang Shi couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, "You, think of being an official when you are not an official, and want to be promoted when you are an official, but now the emperor reuses you, but thinks about it again."

Yan Song quickly shook his head and said: "My wife doesn't know, Tianwei is unpredictable. If you can't figure out the Holy Spirit, the emperor wants you to turn to the left, but you just turn to the right. Where is the day to come?"

Ouyang's husband said so seriously that she couldn't help frowning and thinking, she pondered: "Xiang Gong, Yang Yang's court saves today, I heard that it was a painting given by the first emperor, and the Emperor also heard You have an affair with Master Yang, and then you put this matter in your hands. Do you want you to get rid of him? "

Yan Song said with a footful: "Being a husband is not able to guess whether this is the meaning of the Holy Spirit, so I am very distressed. If the emperor intends to let me help Master Yang, but the person who has the purpose does not have the slightest point. When I went back to the palace, I pondered the will many times, and I wondered what it meant. If the emperor intends to extricate him, how much should I give to me.

Ouyang said: "The concubine doesn't understand the state affairs, so she thinks about it rationally. You said that a son who is a son is annoyed and finds a crime to beat the man's board. The man took the filial piety. The son ’s dad exchanged letters and letters. The officer sent the board and asked someone to re-examine his case. Do he want to exonerate him, or should he still be punished? "

Yan Song's eyes lit up, and he shook his head and smiled: "This analogy is not appropriate. The painting of the emperor is not comparable to letters. The first emperor is kind and generous, and there are more courtiers who have given gifts, not only Master Yang ... Ah! No, it's different ... ".

Yan Song suddenly remembered what the servant Lang Chengwen said. The painting is a picture of a cliff with pine trees. There is an inscription by the first emperor on the picture: Sensen Qianzongsong, although the Lei Keduo program, the building used is ultimately a beam. This is clearly the trust of Xian Di Tuo Gu, and he has great hopes for Master Yang.

Yan Song took Ouyang's hand and said excitedly: "For the husband to be blunt, thanks to the good wife's reminder, I now understand the holy intentions, but ... three missionaries, one is the head of the military department, and one It was the founding father of the dynasty, and his official position was far above me. For the sake of public and private, he should help Yang Talent, but he was afraid of being alone. "

Ouyang giggled and said: "My good husband, if the emperor intends to exonerate Yang, would he choose you to dominate the matter, maybe the grandfather of the country and the chief of the military department have already obtained the secret of the emperor? You have an old relationship with Master Yang, but not many people know about North Korea.

But the emperor has Jinyiwei, East Factory, and West Factory. I heard that the spies are pervasive and have a good life. Can the emperor know? I chose you only to stop the mouths of those ministers. On this trip, I think that if you pretend to be deaf and dumb, and act as a golden bodhisattva, it is considered a holy intention. "

"Clay Bodhisattva ...", Yan Song also felt that his wife said something very reasonable, but he suddenly thought of the Emperor using him. It turned out that it was just because he was old with Yang Ling, and he was not favored by him. The joy of guessing the Sacred Intention suddenly faded a lot ...

Outside the noon gate, the guard of honor was already lined up. Wang Shouren and Yan Song were unfamiliar with each other. After meeting and talking a few words, they stood there waiting for Zhu Gang, the father of the country.

"In the current situation, the emperor's mausoleum is taxed and increased. The people are bitter and uneasy. In the past, Fang Xiaoru didn't regret to hold the orthodox to the ten tribes. Now why does my royal family care for Jiangshan Sheji?" When it sounded, Wang Shouren thought of the plan, and he felt a little nervous in his heart.

He has been a good soldier since his childhood, but he has never been in battle to kill the enemy and experience fighting, and what he wants to do today is tantamount to catching fire in the fire, taking the risk of greatness. In the event of a failure, Li Dongyang planning this matter , Wang Huaman's door has the possibility of being chopped off. With Wang Shouren's concentration, he can't help but think about this matter.

If there is no tax increase, you can't move the tomb. If you want to move the tomb, you can only prove that Jinjing has not been touched by someone. Li Dongyang has no choice but to come to his close friend Wang Hua. Counting: Counting on the sea and adjusting the package!

The soil samples of Jinjing still exist in the Ministry of Rites, and Wang Hua is the supreme chief of the Ministry of Rites after Wang Qiong. Although the soil of this Jinjing is under strict supervision, he wants to be at least 70% sure to adjust the package as Wang Hua.

The most difficult thing is Wang Shouren, he is the son of Wang Hua, and he is not a superstitious fengshui Confucianist. Li Dongyang is expected that Wang Hua will be able to persuade him to collaborate on this matter, but it is difficult to have three people in Kanling. Not Wang Shouren, it is extremely difficult to replace the soil samples retrieved by Tailing with one hand.

Li Dongyang negotiated with Wang Hua to ask Wang Shouren to take the opportunity to carry a bag of soil with him. After taking the samples of Emperor Jinjing ’s soil, he found an opportunity to replace the soil samples, and then notified the secretly followed family members of the Fuzhong family. They returned Li Dongyang and Wang Hua in front of them. As soon as they heard the news of Wang Shouren's success, they immediately went to the ritual department and Li Dongyang entangled Wang Qiong. Wang Hua was responsible for changing the land. It's hard to avoid others' eyes and ears, and the emperor's tomb is not far away, you can go back and forth that day, and the time may not be so calm.

Therefore, Wang Shouren's mission is not only dangerous, but also extremely difficult. But what is the situation in the emperor's mausoleum, even the learned scholars such as Li Dongyang and Wang Hua are not clear. At that time, there was no emperor's mausoleum to visit, and there were no drawings of the emperor's mausoleum for people to participate in the research. Li Dongyang can temporarily think of this idea. It is already wise and it is impossible to make a more detailed plan.

Wang Shouren thought that he could not help sighing here. Cheng Guogong was a loyal man. Since the Hongwu dynasty, there have been three Guogong's kings who died after the death. This generation of father-in-law Zhu Gang is old, but he is not confused. He is an old man. Wang Shouren can't guarantee that he can do it in his hands. Not only will the old father refuse to let the water go, the hope of success is extremely slim. It seems that this thin bamboo-like Hanlin in front of him does not seem to be a simple character in view of his words and deeds.

Wang Shouren thought of turning around and looking at Yan Song. Unexpectedly, Yan Song was also peeping at him. When the two of them touched each other, they immediately fluttered away from each other with their own imagination, and each had their own abacus.

At this moment, an eight-lifted big car squeaked to the Wumen, followed by eight guards, the car fell to the ground, the housekeeper lifted the car curtain, and pulled out a gray-haired old man, dressed in a robe, With a jade belt around his waist, Wang Shaoren was shocked when he walked three times, shaking and shaking.

He also visited the husband with his father during the Chinese New Year this year. At the time, the 14th grandson of Grandpa Zhu fired artillery in the pavilion, so that the old guy was chasing the grandson of the grandson with the feather duster. That's really a brisk walk. Why did it take half a year for Kung Fu to grow like this?

Wang Shouren hurried forward with surprise and suspicion, and said deeply: "Shouren visits Grandpa Zhu. Has the grandpa always been well?"

"What?" The husband's voice was thunderous, and his voice was loud enough: "Don't be like a mosquito, I can't hear it from the elderly! Alas, the age is old, this year, people who are 80, have eyes Oh, my ears are deaf too. I ca n’t see, I ca n’t hear ... hmm? Whose descendant are you from? "

"Doesn't this old man even know me?" Wang Shouren looked at Cheng Guogong in amazement, and saw the sly slender flash in the old guy's eyes. When he looked closely, he was still looking at him with a pair of old and muddy old eyes. .

Seeing this, Wang Shouren was overjoyed: The event is set! His face was fresh with joy, and he suddenly glanced at Yan Song looking at them intently. Wang Shouren quickly refocused his prayers, but also shouted loudly: "Shouren salutes her husband. The husband has always been OK? "