The first month of the twenty-first year of Yongzhi passed in the noise, and quickly entered the middle of February. At this time, it was mid-spring.

On the outskirts of the capital, farmers turn over the land, and the air smells of earth. In the moat of the outer city, the blue waves are rippling, and fish and shrimp swim freely. Visitors come in groups. The willows are dancing in the spring breeze, and the shadows are swaying. In the gardens of the mansions of the powerful men in the inner city, peach blossoms are in full bloom and butterflies are trampling.

In such a beautiful spring scene, the political climate in Beijing is surging! From the beginning of the imperial history, Zhang Anbo's affairs were written in the book, and each expressed his position. It continues to spread to middle-level officials and senior officials. A storm of public opinion swept in the capital!

On the bright side, it is almost one-sided to blame Zhang Anbo's recital. But not secretly. Some people are following the trend! In some people's concerts, there are also voices of maintenance. Zhang Anbo wrote a book, where did he put the Holy Son of Heaven? His guilt should be punished.

On 16 February, Yuan Hao, a servant of the Criminal Department, wrote a letter accusing Zhang Anbo of selling his reputation and selling his reputation, and he should be beheaded for his crimes.

This recital, in the current context of the court, also caused an uproar. Everyone knows that Yuan Hao is a confidant of the Son of Heaven, and he is famous in the court for being good at figuring out the mind of the Son of Heaven. Many officials will act according to his wind.

In other words, Yuan Shilang holds part of the right to speak public opinion.

Subsequently, the Son of Heaven received feedback and intercession from various channels: King Wu, Dugu nobles and the Son of Heaven gossiped when they spoke; There are secret folds of university scholar Wei Hong, Zuo Du Yu Shi Qi Chi and others; There are concerts by King Beijing, Chengguo Gong and others. All persuade the Son of Heaven: Zhang Anbo is seventy and six this year, and how many years do he have to live? Why kill him, and help him gain fame in history? Let him return to his hometown!

How much force Jia Huan used in this, I don't know!

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In the West Garden, the lake is ethereal. The sun shines on the waves of water, like a handful of gold and silver. The red apricot forest is as bright as a cloud. Pear blossoms fall like snow. Picturesque view.

On the east side of the Imperial Garden, the glass house where the green beauties live: Chaoxia is in the center, and the Emperor of Yongzhi summons Song Pu, a scholar of Wuyingdian University.

Yongzhi Tianzi was dressed in red Tianzi civilian clothes, leaning on the soft couch, his face was wrinkled, and he looked old. The outstanding green beauty wore an aqua blue soft silk dress and served carefully. She now serves as the secretary of the Son of Heaven.

The rest of the palace maids and eunuchs, except for Xu Yan, the chief eunuch, were waiting outside the hall.

Yongzhi Tianzi was not angry when he spoke, and asked, "Song Qing, what you said is true?" "He received a secret letter from Song Pu yesterday. This morning, he sent someone to summon Song Pu.

Song Pu knelt on the ground and replied, "Your Majesty, the minister can guarantee it, it's true." ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yongzhi Tianzi's mouth, raised his head, leaned comfortably on the soft couch, and exhaled lightly. After a moment, he explained: "Okay." I'll leave this matter to Qing! ”

Song Pufu said: "The minister obeys the order!" Even if he has been up and down for decades, when he received the task of the Son of Heaven, his tone was full of excitement!

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Night is falling. Han Lin lectured on bachelors, Zuo Zhongyun Wei Yuan returned home from the Hanlin Academy on Qipan Street.

Wei Hanlin lives in Jinchengfang in western Beijing, a small courtyard with three entrances. Although he is a bachelor of Hanlin (Zheng Liupin), the officialdom is not optimistic about an old Hanlin in his fifties. The door is full of birds.

Wei Hanlin entered the mansion, went to the main house, his wife was preparing a meal, he washed his face under the service of the maid, changed his official clothes, and after listening to the report of the old servant, he learned that his son-in-law Gongsun Liang was coming, and said, "Call him in." ”

In his early years, he didn't like this son-in-law horizontally and vertically: after this bastard boy was admitted to the Jinshi, he actually resigned and returned to Wendao Academy to teach. In recent years, because his son-in-law's friend Jia Huan has become famous in the officialdom of the National Dynasty, and he has indeed innovated academically, he is quite famous in Beizhili. He can be regarded as approving of the path taken by his son-in-law.

Senior brother Sun Liang was dressed in a Lan shirt, with a slender posture, handsome as Zhou Lang's face was anxious, and he saluted, "I've seen Lord Taishan." ”

Wei Hanlin made a gesture, asked the maid to pour tea, asked Gongsun Liang to sit down, and said, "Wenyue, have you come to me to inquire about the news again?" ”

He and the mountain chief Zhang Anbo have been friends for many years. Otherwise, where would he marry his daughter to his eldest disciple? These days, I always care about the dynamics of the court! Although he is not popular. But to collect information, who doesn't sell his face? Moreover, he is a clear-eyed person in the court, and he knows the subtleties.

Gongsun nodded, "Yes." "His temperament is not as calm as Senior Brother Jia. So I went to my father-in-law to find out the news.

Senior Brother Jia sat down at home and met unknown guests. Sometimes I also work out on the school field with my guards. Then go with Shen Qian to watch the polo team match in the Western Regions.

Wei Hanlin was a little surprised, and said: "In the future, the old man will be imprisoned, I don't know if you and Jia Ziyu will work so hard?" He knew that his son-in-law regarded Zhang Anbo as his father.

When Gongsun Liang heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he took a deep breath, "Lord Taishan, what do you mean..."

Wei Hanlin didn't sell Guan Zi, nodded with a smile, and said, "The important ministers in the court are all persuading the Son of Heaven. And the news received from the old man, combined with the articles and news in Pravda, Hua Mo and Song Pu both intended to release Zhang Boyu to Shi. Zhang Boyu was released from prison recently. ”

"Ah..." Gongsun Liang opened his mouth vigorously, and felt a stream of hot blood rushing into his brain on his spine and neck, making his brain almost stop functioning, and a voice was repeating repeatedly: Prison release is just around the corner! Just recently!

This was twenty-seven days after the mountain chief was imprisoned. The mood of ecstasy, at this moment, overwhelmed the senior brother.

Gongsun Liang raised his legs and walked out.

Wei Hanlin shouted angrily: "Come back." Where are you going? ”

Gongsun Liang said: "Old Taishan forgive me, I will inform Ziyu." "The exchange of news between their senior brothers and academy disciples is all in Jia Huan's Sanssouci Hall.

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Outside the forest, the spring rain rests, and the apricot blossoms are abundant at the beginning of the house.

On February 23, the spring rain stopped in the evening. Jia Huan got up and hugged Daiyu in front of the window to look at the beautiful scenery in the backyard.

At this time, it was the turn of mid-spring. The weather has broken to the warm, and the breath of winter is gone. Daiyu was wearing a moon-white dress, snuggled in Jia Huan's arms, and the fragrance was bursting. He tilted his head back and said, "Brother Huan, in the past two days, your mood has obviously improved!" ”

Jia Huan hugged Daiyu's waist, affectionately pressed against her beautiful face, and said with a smile: "The mountain chief will be released from prison in the near future and return to his hometown." I'm so happy. ”

On that day, the senior brother came to inform him that he learned that it was Wei Hanlin's judgment, and he should have believed it all. He knew Wei Hanlin's political level. But the stakes were serious, and he waited for the past few days with a skeptical attitude, and the situation was improving.

So, rejoice in the heart.

At this time, the attacker said softly at the door: "Third master, girl, Xiangling is here to call you to have breakfast." "Jia Huan's breakfast, wives and concubines eat together. Eating is secondary, meeting and talking is important.

Jia Huan nodded, "Let's come now." ”

In a place that Jia Huan didn't know, a fast horse was coming from Xihua Gate. On the twenty-third day, it is often the sun. Usually Hua Mo led hundreds of officials to worship the throne in the imperial palace. After that, they each went back to the yamen to do business.

Today, the Son of Yongzhi, who had not appeared for a long time, suddenly sent the great eunuch Xu Yan to pass on the decree and summon important ministers in Xiyuan. Jia Huan's breakfast was a little late. The results of the deliberations in the West Garden have come out.

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After breakfast, Jia Huan, Baochai, Daiyu and the maids took a walk in the back garden of Sanssouci Hall. It was once the ancestral residence of the Marquis of Ruyang. It covers an area the size of one and a half Jia Fu. The garden has been renovated over the past 100 years. Very beautiful.

In spring, walking in it, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, which is refreshing.

By the water pavilion, Daiyu fed the goldfish with the help of the maids. Jia Huan and Baochai watched from the sidelines.

Baochai turned his head to look at Jia Huan, smiled softly and elegantly, his apricot-like eyes fell on his face, and he reached out to help him arrange his collar. Gentle and tired.

Jia Huan said: "Sister, when things are done in Beijing, let's go back to Jinling to live idlely." No more political distractions, no more social interactions. Together, we spent the rest of our lives in good and quiet conditions. ”

Baochai smiled, the country was beautiful, like a blooming peony flower, the head of the mantis was lit, and he said yearningly: "Okay, husband!" ”

Jia Huan smiled.

At this time, a little maid rushed from outside the garden, "Third master, go to the front." The Guardian sent a letter. ”

Jia Huan went to the front yard with doubts, and the servant sent by Wei Hong informed Jia Huan of the results of today's Xiyuan discussion:

Song Pu sued in front of the emperor, saying that Wendao Academy slandered the Son of Heaven and was resentful! And took out the newspapers and teaching materials distributed within Wendao Academy.

There is indeed an article expounding Mencius's thoughts: I have heard of the punishment of a husband, but I have not heard of the murder of the king! There are other articles: the people are precious, the society is secondary, and the monarch is light. In the current context, it is quite glaring!

Conclusive.

Yongzhi Tianzi Long Yan was furious and ordered the academy to be closed down and its head arrested. Blame Zhang Anbo, the founder of Wendao Academy! The original words of the Son of Heaven are: His heart can be punished! His sin should be beheaded! The important ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are silent!

Suddenly, so suddenly! The situation of Qi is obviously improving! Jia Huan stood in the living room, didn't speak for a long time, and after twenty minutes, he came back to his senses a little, and said bitterly: "Oh, okay, I know." You go down first! ”

The servant of the Wei family sighed and left.

Jia Huan stood in the flower hall in the front yard of the North Park, standing still! The footsteps seemed to be filled with lead, weighing more than a thousand catties. My mind went blank. How did he not know what the Yongzhi Son of Heaven meant? The Son of Heaven wants to kill the mountain chief!

Song Pu sneak attacked. As a result now, not only will the mountain chief be killed, but the academy will also be seized. With such a result, how can he explain it to the senior brother? He said to the elder brother: The mountain chief will be fine! How did he explain to Zhang Chengjian? How do you explain to the students in the college?

He's done his best. Empress Yang, he has already asked for it. King Wu and Dugu nobles, he asked. Jin Yiwei commanded Xing You to get all of them.

However, none of this was enough to stop the killing intent of the Son of Yongzhi! None of them are enough...

Tiredness, pressure, pain, grief and indignation, these violent emotions gushed and attacked in Jia Huan's heart. Tears blurred his eyes. The spring sun shone coldly on his standing figure!

Suddenly reported that there was a tiger in the world, and tears suddenly poured down!