Chapter 63: make peace
When he went back that day, Lu Xiantie plucked his **** and was so happy that he bought a jar of Jinling Chunhui from his own pocket.
The serving boy was stunned: "Do you have a fever?"
Lu Xian poured a glass of wine, took a sip happily, and said: "Evil people will eventually be tortured by wicked people. It's not that the time has not come! Hahaha..."
It would be even better if they could fight.
He thought about it leisurely.
"..."
Ben was also worried about whether he was a sick child, but now he was sure that he was just insane every day, so the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he silently closed the door, leaving him alone in the room to have fun.
There was a big court early the next morning.
It was still early after he came down to court, Xie Wei was dragged by several officials from the Ministry of Officials to talk for a while before he had to get away, after a little thought, he prepared to go to the National History Museum.
Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he saw two figures under the steps of Huangji Hall.
The person on the left has a regular face, and when he talks to the person on the right, there is a casual smile on his face. He is Chen Ying, the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment; the person on the right has a strange face, wearing a black official robe, with regular features , with a cold face and drooping eyes, which gave people a sense of indifference and indifference.
Xie Wei walked down the steps, Chen Ying saw him too, so he smiled and said to the person on the right: "I'll discuss this matter in the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment later."
After speaking, he walked towards Xie Wei.
Xie Wei glanced behind him, unexpectedly saw that man also turned his face to look at him, and nodded slightly to himself. He was startled for a moment, and although he didn't know the identity of this person, he nodded in return.
Chen Ying stood still in front of Xie Wei, bowed and cupped his hands in a salute: "I heard that Mr. Xie is busy these few days, and he has to teach His Royal Highness the Princess in the palace. Chen does not dare to come to visit rashly, and I don't know when you can stay. free?"
Xie Wei said, "Who was that person just now?"
"Just now?"
Chen Ying looked back subconsciously, the man who had just talked to him had turned around and walked towards the outside of the palace gate, with his hands folded and folded in his sleeves, his whole body was upright, he couldn't tell at all that he was being targeted by Jin Yiwei everywhere people.
When he mentioned this person, his voice added a bit of amusement.
"The head of the Jiangxi Qingli Department, who was transferred not long ago, is surnamed Zhang."
Although Xie Wei's position is empty now, after all, in the emperor's cabinet, most of the affairs of the government and the opposition will be handled by him. .
As soon as Chen Ying said it, he remembered it.
Because he drafted the transfer ticket, he said, "The Zhang Zhe who impeached Zhou Qianhu?"
Chen Ying looked at Xie Wei's expression, and said with a smile: "It's this person. Mr. Xie doesn't know, this person is quite capable, and he is very proficient in matters of punishment and prison. He has all the laws in his heart, but his temper It is smelly, hard, and not very gregarious. He has only been transferred to the Cleaning Department for a few days, and Jinyiwei North Town Fusi has hosted several banquets for me. Chen is currently unable to make up his mind, Mr. Xie Do you see?"
This mask was originally given by the criminal department. Once Zhou Qianhu was impeached and Jin Yiwei was offended, Shen Lang once scolded this person to several other academicians in the cabinet for not being flexible and only causing trouble for him.
After all, Jin Yiwei only works for the emperor.
But even if he got angry like this, Shen Lang transferred him to the Department of Cleaning Officials of the Ministry of Punishment with a big stroke of a pen. dependent.
another...
Xie Wei's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Chen Ying and said, "Zheng Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment is old, and he handed over the paperwork for begging for divorce to the Holy One last year, but was suppressed by the Holy One, saying that Zheng Shangshu would not be able to find him if he became an official. The right person is in charge of the Ministry of Punishment. But this year, the term of the supervisory censor Gu Chunfang of Henan Province is about to expire. It is this person who recommends him. Zhang Zheyi, who was born as a staff officer, was able to become an official. Wine is eaten, and banquets are also attended. Yes, what to do is up to you to decide."
Chen Ying's heart trembled suddenly.
He heard what Xie Wei meant, and thought that Gu Chunfang would soon become his immediate boss, and Zhang Zhe was afraid that he would not be able to move. Thinking about his previous plan, he couldn't help but gasped, and bowed to Xie Wei again: " Thank you for your pointers, sir."
Xie Wei said indifferently, "I'm busy these days, so you can visit me again in a few days."
Chen Ying said: "Yes."
Xie Wei didn't say any more, turned away from Chen Ying, turned around with his hands behind his back, and went straight to the direction of the Hall of Martial Arts.
The National History Museum is affiliated to the Hanlin Academy and is located in the east and west corridors of the Wuying Hall. It is mainly responsible for compiling the history of the country, and it is the biographies of heroes.
As soon as the court came down in the morning, all the editors were drinking tea in the hall.
Generally speaking, at this moment, they will discuss what happened in the dynasty, or anecdotes from various places. If Yaxing comes, they will also recite poems and talk about literature.
It's just that today is different from the past, and the atmosphere is somewhat oppressive.
Zhang Chong, editor-in-chief of the National History Museum, looked at the eight copies of "Women's Admonitions" on the case, his face became tense and turned purple, and when he stretched out his hand to turn over the topmost copy, it was still stained with mud, as if it had been raped by someone. When he threw it on the ground, his eyes even burst into flames.
The little **** who brought the books couldn't help shrinking his neck.
In the next moment, a heavy sound was heard, and it was Zhang Zhong who slammed the table and stood up, and asked loudly: "It's wrong, it's wrong! Who dares to throw away the book issued by the official? Dare to send it back to the official?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a laugh came from outside the National History Museum: "Chairman Zhang calm down."
There was a sudden silence in the National History Museum.
Hearing the voice, Zhang Zhong turned his head and looked out the door. Seeing Xie Wei walking in, he couldn't help restraining his anger just a little bit, but he was still not angry: "Your Excellency came just in time, look at the group of female students in Fengchen Palace , don’t respect the teacher, don’t study books, lawlessness, and I don’t know who gave me the courage!”
Xie Wei glanced at the eight volumes of "Women's Commandments" in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, then sat down on the top of the armchair, looked at Zhang Chong calmly and said, "I'm really sorry, this courage is given by Xie." , The book was also thrown by Xie Mou, I didn't expect Zong Zhuan Zhang to be so angry, but it made Xie Mou panic."
What, what...
Zhang Chong only felt a "buzz" in his head, and he couldn't believe what he heard. After turning the words in his mind three times to understand the meaning, he looked at Xie Wei's calm and smiling face in front of him, and felt a burst of pain. He was flustered, the hairs on his back were standing up faintly, his legs and feet were weak, his figure was shaking, and he almost couldn't stand still.
It was Zhao Yanhong who was speaking the "Book of Songs" in the hall, and Jiang Xuening was listening below, but he was a little absent-minded.
After Xie Wei left yesterday, the whole Fengchen Palace felt a little strange.
The next class was Sun Shu, a Ph.D. in arithmetic from the Imperial College, teaching them arithmetic. This man was relatively young, and his qualifications were the lowest compared to the rest of the gentlemen. But perhaps because of this, his attitude was the most modest, and he tried his best to make his lectures understandable to everyone. It can be regarded as answering every question, and finally let Jiang Xuening, who has been shunned by other gentlemen for several days, regain some hope in the days of being accompanied by the palace.
It's just that after school, everyone started arguing.
It's all because Xie Wei threw away the "Women's Admonitions" issued by Mr. Zhang Zhong before his lecture yesterday, and told them to throw it away.
Jiang Xuening's was originally thrown by Xie Wei, so it doesn't count;
The eldest princess's book was actually thrown away by herself.
The remaining seven accompanying readers did not take any action at that time.
Among them, the one who was as timid as Yao Rongrong was worried about this, and said: "Mr. Xie told me to throw it away, and Her Royal Highness Princess Princess also threw it away, but we didn't move. Is this not a bit bad?"
Chen Shuyi immediately ridiculed her: "Why didn't you throw it away then?"
Yao Rongrong blushed and dared not speak anymore.
Zhou Baoying blinked and blinked: "I wanted to throw it too, but it seems that you didn't throw it away, so you lifted it up and put it back."
Chen Shuyi sneered: "Sister Baoying also wants to disobey the etiquette?"
Everyone could hear her bad words.
Xiao Shu didn't speak for a long time beside her. Hearing Chen Shuyi's aggressive tone, she frowned in a rare way, and turned her head to ask Jiang Xuening: "What do you think of Miss Jiang?"
Jiang Xuening never expected that Xiao Shu would come to ask herself, and she didn't know what her purpose was, but anyway, Xie Wei threw away all her books, and Xie Wei carried the blame, so she said truthfully: "Throw it away if you want to, throw it away if you don't want to. Throw it away and keep it."
Isn't Xie Wei too lazy to care.
Her answer was equivalent to no answer.
Xiao Shu took a deep look at her, then turned her head and said to everyone: "Mr. Xie is the one who follows Fengchen Hall's lectures. Although the other gentlemen are knowledgeable and experienced, they can't even remember their names at the Holy Majesty's side. Live. Mr. Xie's original bibliography did not include the book "Female Commandments". The reasoning is Mr. Zhang's own opinion. We didn't know it at first, but now we know it and we have changed it. And we are Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess Accompanied by reading, even His Highness threw it away, I waited for the accompanying reading but watched from the other side, those who knew said that I was accompanying His Highness, but those who didn't know thought that His Highness was accompanying us."
Chen Shuyi never expected that Xiao Shu would say this, and stood up suddenly: "Is Ah Shu also in favor of throwing books? But when I saw you sitting by the side, I didn't make a move, but now I come to analyze the pros and cons. Surprising."
Xiao Shu didn't get angry, but said: "I just think it's a little rude to throw the book in one fell swoop."
Yao Xi tentatively asked, "So what does Sister Xiao mean?"
Xiao Shu said: "We all just entered the palace to accompany us to read. The relationship between the DPRK and China will affect the whole body. It's not good to offend Mr. too much, let alone throwing books. I think it's better to collect the books and give them away. Give it back to Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang doesn’t mind asking, but if you ask, it’s also Mr. Xie’s instruction, so it doesn’t mean that I’m disrespecting my teacher. I just don’t know what you think?”
This is a compromise.
Xiao Shu had already talked about the pros and cons in what she said earlier, and everyone who was hesitant was basically persuaded by her, and they all nodded in agreement.
Only Chen Shuyi had a sneer at the corner of her mouth, watching Xiao Shu silent.
In the end, everyone returned to Fengchen Palace to collect all the books thrown away and on the desk, and Chen Shuyi didn't join in. Therefore, there were only eight copies of "Women's Commandments" sent back to Zhang Chong of the National History Museum.
Chen Shuyi's book is still on the desk.
I don't know what kind of face that Zhang received after receiving the book again?
When Jiang Xuening was distracted and thought of this, she glanced at Chen Shuyi's position in front of her, then moved away, and her eyes fell back to the opened "Book of Songs".
Today's study is "Fatalwood".
She stared at it for a while, but recalled the change in Xie Wei's expression when she said "Gongsong" yesterday, she felt a little perplexed, blinked, grabbed the small brush on the side, dipped the tip of the pen in some ink , Lie down, follow the lines of the poem, one frame at a time, and blacken the boxes with all the words.
When she painted from "Fat Tan" to "Fusu in the Mountain", Zhao Yanhong finally finished speaking. Although it was not time for school, he waved them to rest, packed up his things and left.
As soon as he left, Zhou Baoying jumped up and called Fang Miao: "Hurry up, play chess!"
Fang Miao choked speechlessly, sighed and set the chess game, but she didn't want to play any more, so she just pulled the others, "Come on, come on, play with her!"
Zhou Baoying stomped her feet anxiously: "The next lesson is to learn the piano again. Mr. Xie always comes early, hurry up!"
Everyone laughed.
After all, it was Xiao Shu who showed kindness and sat down with her.
Shen Zhiyi saw something interesting in watching them play chess these past two days. Seeing that the two had put on a posture, she wanted to wave for Jiang Xuening to watch together, but when she turned to look at her, she felt something was wrong.
There are pianos on the tables of others, but hers is empty.
She walked over and wondered: "Ning Ning, did you remember wrongly, Mr. Xie is going to teach the piano today, where is your piano?"
Jiang Xuening was still flipping through the "Book of Songs" and painting grids there. Hearing Shen Zhiyi's question, she also felt a little bit bitter. She didn't know how to answer for a moment: she said that she was lazy at first and didn't want to move around, so she left the piano at Xie Wei's place. , and then he was so angry that he even forgot the piano?
The fingers holding the fine pen stopped.
A little bit of ink was stained on her fingertips, but she was still pinching it in a daze and did not let go.
Xie Wei came from the National History Museum, but his pace was a little slow along the way. He walked along the steps to the outside of the palace gate. Looking inside, he found the girl sitting there with a pen in her hand. The words in the box were painted over once, and the eyes could not help but stop for a moment on the page.
Naughty is still there...
He waved his hand to stop Shen Zhiyi from saluting to him, and only walked to Jiang Xuening's desk, the words stuck in his throat, and finally he said: "I am learning the piano today, but the second girl Jiang's piano is still in the side hall. If there is nothing to do at this moment, it is better to go to Xie to get it back."
The voice is a little soft.
Jiang Xuening turned her head and saw Xie Wei: It must have just come down to court, and the court clothes have not been changed yet, she is wearing a dark black bottom with cloud and thunder patterns rolling down the corners of the clothes, a girdle is tied, and a black seal ribbon is hung, Wearing a dark black robe, she had an indescribable demeanor and majesty, which suddenly made her feel that she had seen Xie Wei from the previous life.
But when his eyes fell on her, he was very peaceful.
Jiang Xuening slowly put down the pen, stood up, and wanted to refuse.
But Xie Wei didn't give her room to refuse, he just said: "Follow me."
After all, it was the qin that Yan Lin gave her, Jiang Xuening stood there and hesitated for a moment, but finally followed Xie Wei's footsteps, walked behind him silently, passed a few corridors, and headed to the side hall.
There is no **** serving at the moment.
Xie Wei stepped forward and opened the door, looked back and saw her standing at the door, and remembered that she was like this when she first came to the side hall, she wanted to speak, but she swallowed the words again.
He went in and took down the two pianos hanging on the wall.
Only then did Jiang Xuening move and walk into the side hall.
She recognized the piano pouch in Jiaoan, and when she saw Xie Wei take off the piano and put it on the desk, she only said "Thank you, Mr. Xie" in a low voice, and wanted to go forward and take the piano away.
Unexpectedly, Xie Wei glanced at her and said, "Do you think I really brought you to pick up the piano?"
Jiang Xuening stopped moving.
Xie Wei caught a glimpse of the stained ink on her fingertips, frowned slightly, and then pointed to the copper basin with water for washing hands: "Over there."
Jiang Xuening followed his gaze and saw that her hands were stained with ink at some point, and then looked at the piano bag, and knew that Xie Wei was telling her to wash her hands. Go over and press your hands into the water.
The ink was sticky and difficult to wash off.
Jiang Xuening washed for a while expressionlessly before taking her hand out of the water. When she looked up, she found that there was no towel hanging on the rack.
Xie Wei was very tall, he leaned on the edge of the desk and watched the whole time, now he only picked up the white brocade handkerchief on the desk and handed it over, just like the day when he was attacked under the tower.
Jiang Xuening remained silent, took it over and wiped her hands.
Xie Wei didn't reach out to her until he saw that she had wiped it off, took the Fang brocade handkerchief back, folded it into a neat square, put it back on the desk, pressed it lightly with his fingertips, turned his head to look at her, sighed and said : "Are you still mad at me?"