Chapter 42 The Repentance of Zhang Yiqi

It is necessary to find out when Yu Shi Zhang Yiqi will go to the Qinglou and enter the walking route after entering the Qinglou. It is inevitable that in recent days, Ning Que has often entered and exit the green tower named Hongshu. It is just impossible to discover that he cares about these things, so as not to check the vine afterwards, so most of his time in the Qinglou is playing and playing.

He was more and more familiar with the plump girl named Shui Zhuer. Even the other girls in the building were used to the sour teenager's entry and exit. What do you say.

Although because of the rules of everyone's fake, Ning Que can only hold hands with the girls to embrace the fake and lively, and can not really do anything. Naturally, there is no need to pay for it. After entering the building, they have to reward the bronze coins, so after a few times, the sharp decrease in the silver money in the shop finally attracted Sang Sang's attention.

When I came back that night, in the face of the little maid's questions, I did not do anything concealment. I briefly talked about what I did these days, and said, "Always become a regular visitor. What happened in that building in the future? The government will not be suspicious of me, otherwise if I go once, it happens that the royal history will die. This coincidence is enough to have doubts.

Then he laughed and continued: "After this matter is done, naturally you don't need to go to that building to polish the time, and you will not spend more money."

"Why do I always feel the young master, you are full of reluctance."

Sang Sang looked up at him with a small face, and carefully suggested: "If you die after the death of Master Royal Shi, you will never go to the Qinglou again.

Ning Que was stunned, only to find that this was indeed a problem, but she was a little relieved. She rubbed her head and said, "If this is the case, it really has to go a few more times after the incident. "

Sangsang responded, so she was going to do her favorite job. Ning Que suddenly thought of one thing, quickly called her, took out a box of fat powder from her arms, and hesitated for a while and handed it over: "This was sent by the water droplet girl in the building, she ... people are good."

In fact, this box of fat powder was discussed by his tender face with this tender face. The purpose was to make Sangsang happy. As for the three words of people, they were worried that she had abandoned the identity of the girls in the building. , I feel dirty.

Sang Sang took the fat powder box over. The black face was full of joy, and the older willow leaves were full of smiles. I heard that those girls in the building have their own unique recipes, and some are even better than Chen Jinji. "

"Do you like it?" Ning Que looked at her with a smile.

Sang Sang hugged the box tightly around his arms, raised his little face and looked at him.

Hidden the box with the Chen Jinji fat powder box I bought a few days ago, and brought a slightly hot boiling water to wait carefully to wash Ning Que's feet, and washed his feet with the remaining warm water. After solving the coat and quickly drilled in, the sound of groaning was not cold.

The night was gradually deeper, and there was a sound of renewal from outside the shop. Sang Sang never fell asleep, and stared at the slender eyes of the roof. She shone in the middle of the black gemstone. She suddenly asked: "Master, the master of the Royal Shi ... when will he go to the green tower? "

Ning Que was silent for a long time, and then answered softly, "Tomorrow."

Sang Sang didn't know that Chang'an City was a hunting ground that was more dangerous than the grassland than the grassland, so she was not worried about the safety of the young master, but was very worried about some other things. She held her hands with her hands and looked down at the end of the bed with both hands, and said seriously: "Master, since the master of the Royal Shi is about to die tomorrow, you always have to tell him why this is?"

"Yes." Ning Ratten the ceiling and frowned: "Revenge this kind of thing ... The other party did not know what the revenge I reported, it was really a little bit unsatisfactory."

"Then tell him."

"Because of some things, I would like to destroy you on behalf of Haotian? ... Isn't such a straight and direct narrative a little casual and not solemn? Is there any solemn or so -looking routine?"

Sang Sang frowned and worked hard to think about how to solve this problem. After a while, she nodded hard on the pillow and said, "Master, write the first poem."

"Poetry? I'm not good at this stuff."

"Then I write one?"

"OK."

Sang Sang read a few words of poems very seriously. Ning Que carefully listened and thought about it, and finally said carefully: "This poem is better than I wrote."

…

…

The imperial censor of the Tang Dynasty, from the sixth rank, was responsible for inspecting officials and impeaching lawbreakers. Although his rank was not high, his power was not small. No matter who held such a noble position, he should be satisfied. However, Zhang Yiqi has never been satisfied, because he was already a promising supervisory censor thirteen years ago, but after struggling for so long, he is now just a noble and useless censor.

But he didn't dare to complain at all about this, because he knew very well what was the real reason for his stagnation in the official career - after he participated in the case of General Xuanwei Lin Guangyuan, his promotion rate slowed down, and after seven years After the trial of the Qianyanjing Village Massacre case was concluded, he was promoted from the Chief Registrar of the Censorship Station to the Censorship Assistant, but he never made any further progress!

Working for His Highness the Prince and General Xiahou, the reward for their service should not be like this. If those two important figures did not want their secrets to be known, then they should have tried every means to kill him instead of just By leaving him in the censor's desk like this, aren't they afraid that Zhang Yiqi will be resentful and expose the matter?

For his stagnant future, Zhang Yiqi spent two years thinking hard, and finally realized it four years ago, and then he felt cold all over.

To be able to make a prosperous censor sink like this, to be able to cut off the Qingyun Avenue paved for him by His Highness the Prince and Xiahou in an understatement, and to make people unable to see the slightest trace of exerting any force, the entire Tang Dynasty has only One person who can do it is His Majesty the Emperor.

In the eyes of the world, although His Majesty, the current emperor of the Tang Empire, is not mediocre, he still seems a bit conservative and cowardly compared to his ancestors.

It sounds a little ridiculous, but the most powerful evidence for the whole world to come to this conclusion is that since His Majesty the Emperor came to power, the empire is no longer as rude and rude as it used to be in its interactions with other countries, and has begun to talk sense.

Although the truth is definitely still in the hands of the Tang Empire, bandits who are willing to be reasonable will always look more cute in the eyes of hostages and fat sheep.

But Zhang Yiqi and most of the court officials knew very well that their Emperor was definitely not a conservative and weak person.

Your Majesty has only been fond of literature and calligraphy since childhood. He has a bit of scholarly spirit hidden under the golden dragon robe, so he has a somewhat tolerant and lazy temperament.

But His Majesty's surname is Li after all, and the proud and violent blood of the Tang Dynasty royal family flows through him. If anyone touches his bottom line, he will definitely see what it means to be truly wrathful by the emperor.

In the two cases of General Xuanwei's treason and the Yanjing massacre, all doubts have been wiped out, and no personal or material evidence has been left. However, His Majesty the Emperor may not necessarily believe the investigation of his ministers, but there is no evidence, even if he is probably sitting on the dragon throne. He didn't bother to try to reverse the verdict, but the officials who aroused his suspicion never expected to have any future in this life.

His Royal Highness the Prince is His Majesty's beloved younger brother, and Xiahou is a general whom His Majesty appreciates, so Your Majesty can accommodate them temporarily, and what does Zhang Yiqi, a mere censor, mean to him?