Chapter 44: The scholar in the back alley

At the time when the turbulent building was surging, the copy of the book written by the Emperor Yanling in the Imperial Study Room was quickly delivered to the Xingbuyamen. After these days have been exhausted, the Shangshu Wangzhizhang of the Xingbu has taken it and opened it. He quickly changed his face, and then walked out of the lobby amidst the surprised eyes of the officials at the Xingbu Yamen, let the Yamen prepare the carriage and left the Xingbu Yamen.
After the horseman invited the elder of the Chaozhong, one of the six books, into the carriage, he did not forget to ask where he was going, and then Lord Shangshu just read a place name and stopped talking. The horseman did not dare to neglect, and soon drove with the whip. Leave. Walk slowly along the street in front of the Xingbu Yamen.
In the carriage, the Wang Zhizhang still holding the copy of the book written by His Majesty the Emperor himself with a vermilion pen has a complicated expression, and he has regrets on his face. As the dynasty that has the most dealings with monks and immortals, it not only happens occasionally in the country. Any monk infestation requires the Ministry of Justice to come forward, even the few monks in the dynasty worshipped, except for those in the palace, the rest are all under the name of the Ministry of Justice. Although his Wang Zhizhang can't move, he still shows himself. It is the boss of these people, but in fact, the authoritative Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry really hates these monks who don’t take the dynasty law seriously. Even the school comes to select students for admission every year. He has always been opposed to the palace incident. The chief executive of the criminal ministry who had already served as an official when the first emperor was in power, first learned a magic spell, and since he became an official in the court, he has always admired the law. The rule of law, however, is destined to be difficult to achieve in Yanling. In the past few years, it has been suppressed by the scholars of the DPRK and many Confucian masters. His career is extremely unsatisfactory. However, even the civil and military officials feel that this young man must be in Luoyang City. When he would be banished after a few years, the emperor threw the young man into the Ministry of Justice with an imperial decree. After entering the Ministry of Justice, Wang Zhizhang worked hard, and his career has picked up within a few years. After he resigned and returned to his hometown, he was deemed to be in the penalty department. Although it was still as rigid as ever, for those monks and immortals, the emperor’s encyclical was not too harsh on them, but they were not satisfied with what they did. .
Now that he is holding the book written by His Majesty the Emperor, he feels a bit helpless. The dozen or so monks who went south with Chen Guo's army are enshrined by the Ministry of Penalty, and naturally they have to be borne by the Ministry of Penalty after death. After that, His Majesty the Emperor drew three monks from the Blue Silk Realm from the Ministry of Penalty to apprehend the instigator who caused more than a dozen monks to die on the Lobsang River, but according to the content of this book now, it is obviously a failure. Otherwise, His Majesty the Emperor wouldn't let him be such a minister of criminal justice, and the important minister who stomped his feet in the court to make the court tremble, personally took this paper to ask a criminal minister who even he admired to worship.
Among the many consecrations of the Criminal Ministry, most of the Yanling Emperor can use a sacred decree to dispatch, and only a few will use this word for invitation.
There are not many offerings available in the Penal Department, but they are definitely not counted with one or two hands. As for why this person is specially invited, it is naturally very particular.
Between thoughts, the carriage stopped in front of a remote narrow alley, and the groom whispered outside the carriage: "Master Shangshu, here it is."
Wang Zhizhang returned to his senses in a daze, put the fold in his arms, opened the curtain and walked out of the carriage, and then said: "You are here and don't walk around, I will go and return."
The groom nodded, so don't dare to say more.
Wang Zhizhang turned and stepped into the narrow alley. The alley was too narrow. In some places, only one person could pass through. When he walked halfway, Wang Zhizhang's official robe was even more stained with dust.
The Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry did not show any emotion of impatience, but after looking down at his vamp, he moved on.
When he came to a small courtyard, Wang Zhizhang stopped and looked down at the two orchids in front of the door.
Wang Zhizhang knocked on the door first, but no one answered, he waited patiently.
After a while, a sound finally came out in the yard.
Hearing this voice, Wang Zhizhang tidied his clothes, wiped the dust off his official robes, and opened the door.
In the yard there is an out-of-date winter plum tree. It is not winter, but it is still very brightly opened. A tall middle-aged man sits on a stone table next to the tree.
On the stone table is a game of Go and half a cup of tea.
The man never turned his head, he just invited and said, "Master Shangshu, can you come and discuss a round?"
Wang Zhizhang was silent for a moment, smiled and walked to sit down in front of this person, and sighed: "It's not as leisurely as Mr. Yanqing, the emperor's life is on the body, and there is only the hard work of running around. Although we have the same surname, we have no fate at all. ."
Wang Yanqing smiled and said, "Master Wang, when you say it like this, it's almost a catch."
Wang Zhizhang stopped his smile, his expression turned extremely serious, and said, "There is indeed something that needs Mr. Yan Qing to take action today."
Wang Yanqing picked up the half cup of tea on the stone table and took a sip. After putting it down, he said, "What else does it require a blind man to do?"
Hearing the word blind, Wang Zhizhang subconsciously looked at Wang Yanqing's eyes. Although Mr. Yanqing's eyes were open, they were hollow and lifeless.
He is indeed a blind man.
Seeing such a pair of eyes, Wang Zhizhang, who was reminded of the old things, sighed. Unlike other monks who had to leave the academy for a long time without improving their realm, they had to
travel mountains and rivers
. This Mr. Yanqing belonged to a college in Yanling. The student, the reason for leaving that academy is simple. He just read a few volumes of banned books that the academy’s famously said, and was blindly expelled from the academy by the academy's eyes. It’s just that according to his temperament, maybe it’s right. Those banned books don’t have too many ideas, he just likes to read books. When the book collection in the academy is basically turned over by him, the scholar will naturally have other ideas. In fact, after Mr. Yanqing was blinded When he came to Luoyang City, when he met with the Emperor, the Emperor Yanling asked: How can he stay?
Wang Yanqing just smiled and said, "You only need a book."
The Emperor Yanling laughed, and on the second day, he found an articulate maid for Mr. Yanqing, who brought books from the imperial palace and the Hanlin Academy to read to him every day. In fact, this scholar read There are already a lot of books, the palace collection, he only asked for those volumes.
Now these few days have happened to be listening to some poems. Listening to what the palace lady said, the Emperor Yanling seemed to like those poems very much. After reading it, he would collect them in the palace and seal them up.
The reason why Wang Yanqing chose to stay in Luoyang City was that he was blind and unsuitable to be a scholar who had to travel thousands of miles to read thousands of books. Another reason was that he had some appreciation for the Yanling Emperor.
The two of them were almost in a daze, and after returning to their senses, they both smiled apologetically at each other.
Wang Zhizhang didn't hide it, and took out his majesty's book. Knowing that Wang Yanqing couldn't see it, after reading it for him, he whispered: "Mr. Zuo is an old friend. I think Mr. Yanqing will not shirk it."
Wang Yanqing shook his head, "Zuo Sifan seems to be intersecting with me, but he just wants to poke out some experience in the realm of cultivation in my mouth. He has been in the introspection state for so many years, and he has been thinking about breakthroughs for a long time, just looking for it. No way. If I don’t see him as good at chess, how can I treat him?"
Wang Zhizhang was speechless for a while.
Wang Yanqing waved his hand, "Although this person is not enough for me to take action, but since your Majesty has invited me, I have accepted this far-reaching errand. The Ministry of Justice only needs to send a horseman, and Master Shangshu is required. Tell your Majesty that when I return to Luoyang, I want to talk to your Majesty."
Wang Zhizhang smiled bitterly, everyone in Luoyang city knew that the player with the highest chess power in Yanling was the imperial chess player Gu Shiyan, but only a few people knew that Gu Shiyan was in front of Wang Yanqing. If you need to give a disciple ceremony, the emperor's stinky chess basket will accompany these other players in chess. Isn't it defeated by the touch?
Wang Zhizhang didn't say anything in the end. After standing up and leaving, he did not forget to say: "Tomorrow morning, the criminal department carriage will be outside the alley, Mr. Hou."
Wang Yanqing nodded without saying a word, just picked up a white piece and placed it on the chessboard.
All blacks on the chessboard lose.