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Chapter 34
Morning began.
With Yan Xi's rank, he could only wait on the stone steps outside the main hall, listening to the decision made by the messenger officials one by one.
Today is different from usual, and there is no decree for a long time.
Yan Xi lowered his head and listened to the commotion in the hall, and his heart was clear.
He knew that the dark wave that was pushed a few days ago was about to break through the water.
At this time, Yan Xi became an outsider instead.
He waited expressionlessly for the result of the "surveillance disturbance".
It depends on who is under the flood, whose disaster is the disaster, and who is the big wave washing the sand?
Today, the storm should reach the center.
Who is the one?
Yan Xi looked at the main hall leisurely.
Today's Inner Pavilion has six bachelors, first assistant Jiang Pu, second assistant Mei Ren, followed by Pei Hong, Xiao Hong, Wen Yan, and Lu Biao.
Except for Mei Ren and Pei Hong, there are no dignitaries with four surnames. The four under the family belong to the Jiang, Xiao, Han, and Lu families, and the four surnames are headed by the Jiang family.
Among them, Wen Yan was born in a poor family. Although his surname was not Han, he was funded by the Han family all the way, and married a daughter of the Han family after winning the Jinshi.It is said to be married, but in fact it is no different from marrying into a married couple. He acts according to the wishes of the Han family, and the whole court is well aware of this.
Among them, although Pei Hong is a bachelor, he never participates in the Inner Pavilion discussion, and is exclusively in charge of the academician of the Imperial Academy.He still has the Taifu on his body, but since "Yan Xi" was demoted, he seldom gave lectures. Over the years, he devoted himself to writing books and writing history. He was in the center of the court, but he lived in the realm of an outsider.
The morning of this day was noisy and lengthy.
It's the right time, and the sun is so poisonous that it can melt people.
Yan Xi stood at the end of the line of six departments, seeing many senior officials in front of them were already on the verge of collapse.
However, there is still no end in the hall.
Yan Xi's hot sweat ran down his back, his inner clothes were already wet, and his outer clothes were also sweaty, and the bloody kerchief in his arms was soaked in sweat.
The smell of "dry" is gone.
Pity.
Yan Xi felt extremely difficult.
Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, and two groups of people rushed from the east.
The prince's sedan chair used by one of the teams is the third son of the emperor, the current king of Qi, Yan Jiao.
The other team didn't even have a simple ceremonial guard. The master ran at the front, wiping sweat all the way to the main hall. Judging from the color of the clothes, it was the eldest prince Yan Zhao.
Yan Xi recalled what Shang Baiheng once said: The "surveillance storm" was caused by them, and all factions will be involved in it. It is hard to say where the frenzy will eventually go, and it may even get out of control.But the ending is not difficult to guess. In the twenty-three years since Emperor Tianxi ascended the throne, the country has not yet been established, and the hearts of all the officials are moving. All competitions will eventually be directed at the prince.
None of the princes in Jingdu will be spared.
Only the seventh prince, who was disfigured and out of favor, could stay out of the matter in Laizhou, three hundred miles away.
There is no decision as to who is going to be defeated today, and all parties come and go, arguing and quarreling.
Finally retreated.
Yan Xi's rank is low, she bowed her head to one side, letting the people inside retreat first.
He was in the sun for too long, he was a little dazed, his eyes were half closed, he looked very docile.
Song Beiming was the first to come out, and when he passed Yan Xi, he didn't look sideways.
He suddenly said that he had lost something, and stopped where he was.
Fang Xun pretended to be looking for something, and while saying sorry to the people behind him, he asked everyone to go first.
In this chaos, Song Beiming threw a handkerchief on Yan Xi.
Yan Xi smelled the smell of the medicine, and almost instinctively caught it.
Fang Xun blocked the small movements between them, and then said that he found something without changing his expression, and pushed Song Beiming to go outside.
Yan Xi and Song Beiming didn't even meet eye contact, but Yan Xi looked at the back of Song Beiming's head and knew that Song Beiming must be making fun of him.
Song Beiming knew that "Rong" was suffering under the scorching sun, so he threw a handkerchief just to demonstrate.
Seeing him being manipulated by a handkerchief, Song Beiming would definitely be proud.
Yan Xi really wanted to lose that square handkerchief.
But he didn't think about rubbing the five fingers of the veil, and even wanted to put the veil on the tip of his nose and smell it.
Next, after the Inner Pavilion Grand Scholars walked over, those from the Imperial Academy followed suit.
Yan Xi counted his legs, when the fourth person from the Imperial Academy passed by him, he raised his eyes slightly.
The other party also stopped very tacitly.
The eyes of the two separated immediately.
Zhang Zhi, an official accompanying him, pulled the other party to speak: "Master Shang, there are a lot of agenda items in the court today, and we have to step up and sort them out carefully when we go back."
"What Master Zhang said is true." Shang Baiheng slowed down his pace, his blue robe swayed in front of Yanxi's toes, and he stood with his back to Yan Xi and whispered something to Zhang Zhi.
Shang Baiheng shielded Yan Xi from the sun for a while.
It was too hasty, they were only an arm's length apart, so they could only pretend not to know each other.Each of them was coping with the current situation without even being able to say a word before being dispersed by the crowd.
In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Yan Xi didn't even dare to raise her head, and lowered her head to stare at the corner of the robe that was gradually dangling away.It wasn't until Shang Baiheng walked away that he raised his head in a daze, staring at the figure that he used to accompany every day.
Under the scorching sun, he was sweating profusely, and felt as if a knife had been cut in his heart.
Baiguan walked past him, hearing the conversations of various people, but he only remembered Shang Baiheng's "Master Zhang" to call others, and Shang Baiheng's broad back when he stood in front of him.
Yan Xi couldn't help thinking that one of his class teachers in the 21st century once told him: "Growth is a journey, and every teacher is just a passer-by.When you grow up, you don't need a teacher."
Yan Xi felt a little wronged.
He felt that in front of Shang Baiheng, he hadn't grown up yet.
However, his teacher already felt that he didn't need a teacher.
He originally thought that Shang Baiheng would be different.
In this book, Shang Baiheng can accompany him all the way to the end from the attendant - the young master - the grand master - the grand master.
It could have been a good story that teachers and students get along well, and monarchs and ministers get along well.
It's all his fault, for annoying the teacher.
The sun is too poisonous.
Yan Xi was unbearably hot and stuffy, but thanks to the handkerchief, her dryness subsided a lot, and the abnormal sweating on her body also stopped, but her temples were still damp and her cheeks were tanned, making her look very pitiful.
His rank is low, and he can only leave after all the people in front of him have left.
Shang Baiheng was only a distant shadow in his sight.
While he was in a daze, an oil umbrella was placed over his head to block the scorching sun.
Yan Xi tilted her head and saw Fang Xun holding up an umbrella to shield him from the sun.
Fang Xun said: "The little prince asked his subordinates to come down and give Master Xuan an umbrella."
Yan Xi didn't really want to appreciate it.
Fang Xun passed on the message sternly: "The little prince said that the horses are all ridden, so what's the use of an umbrella? Anyway, I have jumped into the Yellow River and I can't wash it away—"
"Enough." Yan Xi took the umbrella and was about to leave.
"Also..." Fang Xun coughed unnaturally, and then followed Song Beiming's tone, "The little prince said that the handkerchief is for wiping your sweat, so don't go...cough..."
"Go back and tell your master that he is thinking too much." Yan Xi interrupted Fang Xun, and walked down the steps.
"Subordinates retreat first." Fang Xun gracefully did not follow Yan Xi.
Yan Xi was still clutching that new handkerchief.
The taste of "dry" is like essence, climbing up along the fingertips.
Yan Xi suspected that this handkerchief was used by Song Beiming close to his body. Besides the medicinal fragrance, there was also a faint body fragrance.
There is no man's sweaty smell, nor a strong saponin smell, but a clean and refreshing smell.
Yan Xi couldn't describe what kind of smell it was, but felt that the body temperature on the veil was a little hot.
His fingertips touching the veil slightly curled, feeling that the smell of human warmth on the veil was as bad as Song Beiming himself.
But he was under the scorching sun and in no one's place, so he really couldn't refuse "withering". He pinched the veil and instinctively wanted to get closer to smell it.
He rubbed his fingers in the invisible place and held back.
But this persistence against the will of the body disintegrated in an instant.
Yan Xi covered her umbrella and put the handkerchief on the tip of her nose.
smell good.
Yan Xi's irritability was gently soothed by the intimate scent of medicine.
Shang Baiheng and Zhang Zhi walked to the end of the straight road, and when they turned the corner, Zhang Zhi let out a cry of surprise.
Shang Baiheng followed Zhang Zhi's line of sight in wonder.
At the other end of the road, under the jade steps, Yan Xi took Fang Xun's umbrella.
Shang Baiheng was stunned for a moment, his expression changed, he was both incredulous and unable to accept it.
Zhang Zhi looked at Yan Xi's side mysteriously, bumped Shang Baiheng with his shoulder and asked, "Master Shang, have you heard?"
Shang Baiheng asked back with a gloomy expression, "What did you hear?"
Zhang Zhi winked and said: "I'm afraid the young prince and Mr. Xuan have something personal."
Shang Baiheng's eyes were still fixed on Yan Xi and Fang Xun.
He knew that Fang Xun was Song Beiming's guard, and Fang Xun giving Yan Xi an umbrella meant that Song Beiming was giving Yan Xi an umbrella.
He was still deceiving himself in his mind to find a reason to defend Yan Xi, when he heard Zhang Zhi's words suddenly, it was as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.His five senses were captured in an instant, but he couldn't hear Zhang Zhi's words.
Zhang Zhi was still talking happily, but he didn't wait for Shang Baiheng's response. He turned his head and saw Shang Baiheng's pale face. He couldn't help but asked with concern: "Master Shang, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Zhi yelled several times in succession, and Shang Baiheng's gaze became focused.
Shang Baiheng slowly woke up from the shock.
He was surprised by his own reaction, it was so difficult to accept that "umbrella".He tried his best to control his emotions, and said in a slow tone: "I'm fine. My eyes suddenly went dark just now, maybe I stood for too long today, and breakfast happened to be useless, so I couldn't bear it."
Zhang Zhi felt empathetic and said: "Yes, I can't stand it either. But no one cares about us rough people, only a wonderful person like Master Xuan will be cared for. I heard that last night, the little prince and XuanThe adults are together, and both of you are late this morning."
Shang Baiheng's ears buzzed, and he asked, "What did you say?"
Zhang Zhi whispered: "Didn't you hear? It's all spread today. Some people saw the little prince getting up from the gate of the Xuanzhai early this morning. To avoid suspicion, they went up to court one after the other.a clumsy denial resulting in self-exposure nah."
There was a roar in Shang Baiheng's ears, he took a step back, and instinctively retorted: "Impossible, Mr. Xuan is not a person who is greedy for power."
Zhang Zhi also went on and on: "I was as you thought. After all, since Xuanyin won the championship, there have been many dignitaries who have shown favor to him, but he has coldly refused. Now it seems that his previous aloofness was nothing more thanPretend to look down on ordinary dignitaries. There is no county king in Jingdu, and I am afraid that he would not take a look at him. Look at how high his vision is.That’s the big backing.”
Shang Baiheng's face turned cold: "Master Zhang, don't talk about people's faults in small talk, as an official in the same dynasty, let's keep some morals."
Zhang Zhang had just been promoted to the Hanlin Academy recently. Like Shang Baiheng, he was a Bachelor of Attendance from the fifth rank, ranking behind Shang Baiheng.
He admired Shang Baiheng's three-yuan and first-level talent, and also admired Shang Baiheng who went to the imperial mausoleum alone to teach the prince for five years. In addition, Shang Baiheng was usually gentle, so Zhang Zhi and Shang Baiheng were very close.
This was the first time Zhang Zhi met Shang Baiheng to make trouble, and he was trained to turn red and then pale.Fortunately, Zhang Zhi had a calm temper, and he was used to Shang Baiheng's words, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with Shang Baiheng, but he was a little angry after all, so he said angrily: "Hey, Shang Dao insists on you, how can you change your face?You changed your face! Five years ago you were demoted because of your bad temper. Fortunately, you were able to come back because you were willing to work hard to ask for a promotion for you as a bachelor. It’s okay if you yell at me twice.What if others quarrel and are relegated?"
Shang Baiheng laughed at himself and said, "Where are you going to be demoted? Where are the princes who need to be taught now? Where can you demote me?"
Zhang Zhi was left speechless by the question, but felt that Shang Baiheng was right.He opened his mouth slowly, unable to catch up with the words, sighed and said: "If you don't want to be strong, I have convinced you of your Daoism. Alright, let's not look at other people's affairs, let's go."
Shang Baiheng stood at the corner and saw Yan Xi walking down the jade steps holding an umbrella.
Seeing Wen Lan get under the umbrella, chatting and laughing with Yan Xi, he suddenly felt that the umbrella and the unrelated people under the umbrella were very dazzling.
Shang Baiheng's eyes were dark and gloomy, as if there were violent waves.
But he has no position, and he can't even show any emotions that are out of place or inappropriate.
Shang Baiheng's nails were cut off in the palm of his hand, he stood upright, and took a few breaths before suppressing the rolling pain in his chest.
This mental repression made Shang Baiheng more exhausted than the lengthy court meeting. He said to Zhang Zhi in a low mood: "Let's go, today's court meeting is full of disputes. When Bachelor Pei returns to the Imperial Academy, he will definitely preside over the discussion. Don't tell everyoneAwaited."
Yan Xi was walking on the white marble avenue, and the officials had almost dispersed.
The layout of the imperial city is spacious, and for the convenience of defense, the vegetation in the palace is sparse. There is nowhere to hide on this section of the road out of the Meridian Gate.
This umbrella does work.
He squeezed Song Beiming's handkerchief, smelling the fragrance of the medicine, his mood gradually cooled down, and his dryness stopped.
Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard someone running from behind calling him, "Wei Yu!"
Yan Xi turned his head and replied, "Brother Wen."
Wen Lan was so hot that she wiped off her sweat, she slid under Yan Xi's umbrella, and said with a smile, "General Fang is so generous, I'll give you the umbrella."
Seeing Wen Lan's magnanimous expression, Yan Xi laughed for a moment.There was already a lot of discussion all over the court, and only Wen Lan's thick lines were still thinking in the direction of integrity.
Maybe, in some respects, Wen Lan's brain is really different from ordinary people.
Yan Xi didn't like to deal with those rumors, and it was really difficult to explain the whole story to Wen Lan, so she skipped this section and asked instead: "Brother Wen, why are you so happy?"
The author has something to say:
I saw someone asking if there are regular updates?To be honest, it was quite difficult for me.
First, the world view of the article is very large, there are many characters, and the plot of the plot part is complicated, so it is very difficult and time-consuming to conceive.
Second, the three-dimensional is very busy, in order to save everyone from waiting, it is usually sent out after it is written.
Sorry for the long wait, everyone.
This Tuesday and Wednesday I am at home on vacation, so I can write more~