Chapter 158: Li Yuchun

　　 I hope that the child will be foolish and lucrative, and come to the public without any disaster....hiss, poisonous mouth.
　　 The meaning of this poem is that the person who wrote the poem feels that he is too clever and has been delayed for his life. If you are a stupid person, you can become a public secretary without disaster.
　　 This is mocking the Manchu civil and military affairs, and the princes and ministers are idiots.
　　 The surrounding officials looked at each other, not to mention how weird their faces were. They came to see Sun Shangshu's jokes and stabbed them in the back abruptly.
　　Don't mention how uncomfortable it is.
"Sangbo Case: Gift to Sun Shangshu"... he was mocking me for being stupid, mocking me for shooting myself in the foot by lifting a rock...he wanted to nail my name to the pillar of shame...Sun Shangshu The name of the poem echoed in his mind, and his heart was out of anger.
　　The most lofty pursuit of scholars is to go down in history, which attracts them more than teaching and educating people. But in the same way, as much as they desire to go down in history, as much as they are afraid of stinking.
　　 How to bear this?
　　 This is unbearable.
　　 "Come here, take this 獠 for me, take it!!!" Sun Shangshu was shaking all over, his face flushed red.
　　 Because of his unreasonable proposition, he tried to kill Xu Qi'an, the organizer of the guard, and this allowed the Sangbo case to have this follow-up. At first, I wanted to lift the table with regret, but at this time, the most unbearable thing was falling into trouble.
　　 And Xu Qi’an’s poem is not a stone, but a mountain. Even a veteran official like Sun Shangshu has a burst of mentality.
　　 People from the Criminal Department swarmed up to capture Xu Qi'an outside the imperial city.
　　 "Master Sun calms down his anger." Wei Yuan's flat and gentle voice stopped the angry members of the Xing Department.
　　 This big Tsing Yi walked over without any haste and stood in front of Xu Qi'an.
　　 "Wei Yuan, this son slandered the official in public, insulted a Shangshu, and exiled according to the law." The Xingbu Shangshu endured his anger, and said every word:
　　 "Today, even if it's you, don't want to keep him."
"It is indeed a serious crime to slander Shangshu." Wei Yuan stared at Xu Qi'an sternly, and when everyone thought he was going to scold the unobstructed little copper gong, they saw him look at Sun Shangshu solemnly and said: "It doesn't count to be honest. slander."
　　 "You..." Sun Shangshu shook his body, tremblingly pointing at Wei Yuan.
　　 Wei Yuan smiled and turned to leave. Xu Qi'an followed his father stubbornly and escaped from the siege of the criminal department.
　　 After walking a few steps, he stopped again, and turned around and shouted: "Congratulations to Sun Shangshu, he is famous in the world, and the scholars are famous."
　　 Sun Shangshu was dumbfounded, a few seconds later, he didn't come over in a breath and fainted straight out.
　　 "Master Shangshu, Master Shangshu..." The criminal department panicked.
　　...
　　 Back to the Yamen, Xu Qi'an followed Wei Yuan into the Haoqi Building, and diligently poured tea for Wei Yuan and the two golden gongs.
　　 "Weigong, I have a few things I don't understand." Xu Qi'an asked.
　　Wei Yuan is a planner and a wise man. It is better to ask questions first than to catch it by himself. It's like asking the teacher when you have a problem in school, which is convenient and fast.
　　 "Why does your Majesty let the Criminal Ministry hear this case?" Wei Yuan held the teacup, smiling slightly.
　　 "There is one stone of talent in the world, and Wei Gong has eight fights. I and Yunlu Academy are divided into one fight." Xu Qi'an flattered.
　　 "Puff..." Jiang Luzhong spouted a sip of tea.
　　 Yang Yan's mouth twitched.
　　 Wei Yuan’s faint smile on the corner of his mouth widened rapidly, obviously it was very helpful to Xu Qi’an’s flattery.
　　 Scholars are like this, you praise him: Fuck, 666. He is too lazy to care about you.
　　 But it doesn't mean that scholars don't like being flattered. It just needs to be changed. Xu Qi'an's flattery is very accurate. In a way that scholars like, he took a flattering that made Wei Yuan feel comfortable.
　　 Wei Yuan is a very proud scholar.
　　 "The Book of Etiquette is a member of the Royal Party. If it is handed over to the gangmen for trial, a large number of Royal Party members will be implicated." Wei Yuan said.
At that time, the political parties of the imperial court will be out of balance.....The dominance of one family or two of them is not what Yuan Jing wants to see. It hinders his control of the situation in the court, especially when he cultivates all the time... .. Even if the king’s party colluded with the demon clan, bombed Sangbo, bombed the ancestor’s law, but compared to his own power, what is the ancestor... Xu Qi’an analyzed and extracted Wei Yuan’s words The core content.
　　 As a result, his impression of Yuan Jingdi was a little worse.
　　 Emperor Yuanjing may be a superb emperor, but he is not a good emperor. The pseudo-historian Xu Qi'an divided the emperor into three ranks: Mingjun, Yongjun, and Wujun.
　　Mingjun is a good emperor who can make the people well clothed.
　　Yongjun is an emperor who has done nothing and has never had a great history. Most emperors in history belong to this category. In fact, for the people, the Yongjun who does not disturb the people is already the Mingjun.
　　 The emperor who listened to the villain and the wise ministers usually messed up the court and the country.
　　 Why not include the tyrant, that is because the first three are likely to be tyrants.
　　 In Xu Qi'an's eyes, Emperor Yuan Jing was a faint emperor, because as an emperor, he had only his own power and status in his eyes. Now the chaotic situation of the party and party struggle is actually caused by Emperor Yuan Jing.
　　 He cultivates the Tao and ignores the government, so he needs the chaotic court situation to stabilize his position. Otherwise it is easy to be emptied.
　　 "One more thing, I can't figure out why the Book of Rites did not kill Zhou Chixiong." Xu Qi'an said.
　　 I thought it must be a policeman to interrogate the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, but then I asked again, but I didn't expect Yuan Jing to be so beautiful.
　　 Wei Yuan shook his head: "Don't worry about these small issues, the Sangbo case has come to an end. Your Majesty did not mention your matter, it means it has been exposed."
　　 Xu Qi'an laughed heartily, and immediately said: "I plan to ask my colleagues who are cooperating with my investigation and handling of the case to go to Jiaofangsi for a drink, but I have no money. Please ask Wei Gong for funding."
　　 This is like the company has finished a performance, and everyone goes to a restaurant to have a meal, and of course the company pays.
　　 Wei Yuan glanced at him: "Go away."
　　 After driving away Xu Qi'an, Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, and said, "Yang Yan, you give him two hundred taels of silver as a reward from the Yamen."
　　 After finishing speaking, he glanced at Jiang Luzhong and Yang Yan: "You two can go together."
　　 Jiang Luzhong shook his head repeatedly: "Wei Gong, I don't go to places like Jiaofangsi."
　　 Yang Yan also shook his head.
　　Wei Yuan didn't force it, and drank tea leisurely: "With him present, I guess there will be many oirans with him."
　　......
　　 As night falls, the Jiaofang Division is brightly lit, and the sound of silk and bamboo wind reverberates.
　　 Yingmei Xiaoge, floating incense and piano, Mingyan dances, Xiaoya acting as a magistrate, a lively scene.
　　 Yang Yan and Jiang Luzhong were surrounded by a charming oiran who was waiting for him. Xu Qi'an toasted and said with a smile: "Don’t be cautious, you should eat and drink."
　　 The bronze gongs and the silver gongs were a little uncomfortable at first. After all, there were two golden gongs present, which made them quite stressed.
　　 But Jiang Luzhong is a wine veteran who knows how to liven up the atmosphere, he keeps toasting, and can even speak bad words, unlike when he is on duty.
　　 Gradually, the silver gongs and bronze gongs were released.
　　 There are only two people on the court who are serious, and they don't seem to be prostitutes, Yang Yan and Li Yuchun.
　　 "The two of you are worthy of being subordinates and superiors, a virtue." Jiang Luzhong smiled and joked.
　　 "Jiang Jinluo's words are wrong," Xu Qi'an drank a lot of wine, a little drifting, and boldly teased the two bosses:
　　 "Yang Jinluo is not good at female sex, and the boss is too fake and serious. There is still a difference between the two."
　　 Now, the atmosphere on the court must be relaxed. Everyone laughed, filled with cheerful air.
　　 drank until the second quarter of the sea (9:30 in the evening), the banquet finally dissipated, Jiang Luzhong left with the plump oiran, and Yang Yan returned to the Yamen.
　　 Li Yuchun also wanted to go back, but Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng, and Zhu Guangxiao desperately stayed behind, stuffed him with a delicate little lady, and shut them into the house.
　　 Xu Qi'an, as the "host", only entered Fuxiang's room after arranging everyone in place.
　　 "Why are so many people here today?" The fragrance just after the shower, sitting cross-legged by the bed, wiping her black hair.
　　 "It's to keep the girls in the yard in order." Xu Qi'an took off his robe and saber, turned and left the room:
　　 "I'll be back later."
　　 He pressed his footsteps, tiptoedly touched Li Yuchun's room, and then saw the same sneaky Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao around the corner.
　　 Xu Qi'an motioned with his eyes: "Are you here to listen to the corner, too."
　　 The two nodded, and asked with their eyes: "The boss is in the spirit of refining, be careful, control your breathing..."
　　 Finally, I walked slowly under the window of Li Yuchun’s room and found that there was no sound of shaking the bed, and a dialogue came from inside:
　　 "Master, the slave house has already been washed. Go and wash it."
　　 "Hmm..." Li Yuchun replied slightly.
　　 After a long time, after the washing, the woman's voice came: "Master, the bed is warmed up, what are you walking around in the room?"
　　 "The furnishings in the room are too messy~EbookFREE.me~ It's a mess, a mess. Staying in this room, I feel like sitting on pins and needles." Li Yuchun said with a heartache.
　　 "Huh?" The woman was stunned, "It's already very tidy. The slave family cleans the house every day."
"No..." Li Yuchun said seriously: "The teacup on the table should surround the teapot and keep a certain distance...The potted plant by the window has been placed two inches to the left...The stool is too large. Miscellaneous, it should be placed in the same way as the teacup is placed around the teapot.. The painting on the wall, shouldn’t it be hung in the center... the screen is skewed, I just put it right... .Well, your embroidered shoes are not neatly arranged either..."
　　 "...this, how can these be neat, who can do it?" The woman said softly, "Master, the slave family has been waiting for you for a while."
　　 Li Yuchun was upset when he heard it, and said in a deep voice: "Who said that you can't do it, watch and learn. The officer teaches you how to clean up the house."
　　 Woman: "???"
　　 Under the window, Xu Qi'an and the three were dumbfounded.
　　 After tiptoeing away, Xu Qi'an was heartbroken: "The boss didn't get married?"
　　 "Getting married."
　　 "How do you feel like a first brother?" Xu Qi'an said.
　　 "It won't be the first time to come to Jiaofang Division." Song Tingfeng was a little unbelievable. Although I have worked under Li Yuchun for many years, I don't know about his personal life.
　　 Xu Qi'an thought for a while, and said, "We will go back to the room later and make the noise a bit louder."
　　 "Good idea." Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao thought this method was great.
　　 So, Yingmei Xiaoge’s shaker sound was particularly intense tonight.