Just in time for rain [恰逢雨连天] - Chapter 220

[220. Two Nineteen Chapters]

This is the anti-theft seal. When Emperor Jingyuan contracted a disease, all matters large and small were approved by Zhu Minda on his behalf.

When Zhu Nanxian’s book was handed over to the emperor’s case, Zhu Minda threw it back, and scolded him for “do your best to be a reckless husband”, which made him think behind closed doors for seven days.

At that time, Zhu Nanxian had a temperament that he would not look back when he broke through the southern wall.

He silently collected the book and returned to the palace, not only closing the door, but also refusing water and food, and continued to drop rice for five days, until Juminda ordered someone to slam the door open, and saw the half-dead man with cracked lips. The younger brother who grinned at him as if he was victorious.

Juminda wished he couldn’t kick him to death.

After all, he grew up with him, Zhu Minda knew that the old thirteen was soft and not hard, and then he thought about it again, and persuaded him emotionally, to the effect: “It’s not the emperor, I won’t let you go, But as a child of heaven, you don’t have any strategy in your chest, you can only play swords and swords, wouldn’t you make people laugh?”

Then he sent Zhu Nanxian a letter and said, “In this way, this emperor will give you a chance. , I have a pair here, within three days, as long as you can match ten different sentences, which proves that you have some ink in your stomach, this emperor will approve your letter of order.”

Zhu Nanxian’s mind is very simple, The pair Zuo in his impression was nothing more than “the mountains end in the daytime, and the Yellow River flows into the ocean”, so what’s the difficulty in having to match ten sentences?

It wasn’t until he opened Juminda’s letter that he knew that he was in the scheme –

a cup of tea to quench his thirst.

Zhu Nanxian frowned and thought deeply, what the hell is this?

At that time, Zhu Shisan had not yet opened the yamen and built a mansion, and still lived in the East Palace with Zhu Minda.

Within two days, he took his pair and asked for advice all over the Zhanshi Mansion, Wenhua Pavilion, and even the maids up and down the East Palace, and even put the knife on the neck of the little fireman, and the little fireman just knelt down tremblingly. , replied him tremblingly: “Your Highness, Your Highness, the slaves are illiterate…”

Zhu Nanxian knew that he was following Zhu Minda’s way, presumably Zhu Minda had already known everyone, and he was not allowed to help His Highness the Thirteenth. .

So he sat at the door of the Zhanshifu and thought gloomily, in this palace, can we find a piece of pure land?

At that time, he heard two Chunfang officials talking about poetry and prose not far away, and they mentioned tomorrow’s poetry ceremony.

Zhu Nanxian had an epiphany in his mind and stepped forward to find out what the poetry ceremony was.

It turned out that this was a semi-annual event held by the Hanlin Academy for the exchange of talents and learning between universities and civil servants. And tomorrow’s Poetry Ceremony, the new scholars who entered the Hanlin in March will also go.

Zhu Nanxian thought that this was a God-given opportunity.

He dealt with Hanlin on weekdays, and the old pedants who went around had long been accustomed to seeing Zhu Minda’s face, but the new jinshi were different. If he found a fish that slipped through the net and made a match for him, he would go to the Northwest Guard Institute. Hopeful.

The next day, Zhu Nanxian slipped to the poetry ceremony in Hanlin Wenyuan.

He is the prince, and many people in the palace recognize him, so he did not get together in the Wenyuan, where Wen Si was flying and flowing, but bypassed the bamboo forest and went to the back garden.

There is a shallow lake in the back garden, and there is a water pavilion in the center of the lake.

Zhu Nanxian faintly saw a person standing in the waterside, with his hands behind his back facing him, dressed in plain clothes with wide sleeves, and his robes flying over, like a banished immortal.

This person is Su Jin, Su Jin five years ago.

Zhu Nanxian walked along the stone bridge and called out, “You are—”

Su Jin turned around.

Zhu Nanxian was born in a deep palace. He has seen a lot of talented Gao Shi since he was a child, and there are also elegant and clean people.

But Su Jin was still too different.

Her brows contained clear frost and mist, and when she looked back, it seemed as if the spring breeze and the bright moon were all embraced by her arms, and her slightly closed eyes revealed thousands of brilliance.

She just stood in the water pavilion with her hands behind her back, and the boundless wind in the dark night seemed to rise because of her, and the shallow lake behind her with rough water suddenly turned into a sea, and the waves came rushing through the mountains.

Zhu Nanxian was completely stunned.

So much so that when Su Jin knelt down to greet him and said that he was “surnamed Su, first name Jin, styled Shiyu, he is a jinshi in this department”, he didn’t remember to say “flat body”, but instead said Dong Shi with a frown: “Oh, I The surname is Zhu, the name is Ai, the word is Nanxian, the line is thirteen, and I’m… being the prince in the palace.”

Su Jin smiled lowly.

The laughter made Zhu Nanxian come back to his senses, and he asked hesitantly, “Are you…will you be a pair?”

Su Jin was a little surprised, raised his head and asked, “What pair?”

Zhu Nanxian put his arms in his arms . The letter with the words “A cup of clear tea, quenching the thirst of the Yuan Dynasty” was handed to her, and she said, “If you are right, would you like to help me write a few couplets?”

There are ready-made pen and ink in the water pavilion. He picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then asked, “How many lower couplets does Your Highness want?”

Zhu Nanxian was so nervous for the first time, for fear of embarrassing her, he said, “Three or four

is fine.” It wasn’t enough, so he said, “Seven or eight will do.”

After thinking about it again, I have to hand over tomorrow. Could it be that I can find the second one to help the pair overnight, and finally said: “Ten, will it work?”

Su Jin smiled again, and the sentence “Seven Strings Wonderful Song, the Sound of Le Le Le Yue Fu” has been written down on the paper.

Zhu Nanxian remembered the past, when Su Jin was in high spirits, his eyes were full of smiles, and there were thousands of brilliance in his eyes.

And after many years, when she came from the hustle and bustle alleys and alleys covered in blood, and survived the rest of her life from the prince of Zhan Shifu, Zhu Nanxian never saw Su Jin smile from the heart again.

Not once.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Yashu Street. Su Jin lifted the curtain of the carriage and said to Zhu Nanxian, “Your Highness, Wei Chen will go over by himself.”

Then he jumped out of the carriage, walked a few steps and paused, without turning his head. He added: “His Royal Highness does not need to come.” The lights in front of the

capital yamen were brilliant, and there were two senior officers standing first, one was a squat stump, dressed in a scorpion, and it was the Lu Yuanwai whom Su Jin had met in the Punishment Department. , the other with a moustache, a slightly higher official rank, dressed in a five-rank white pheasant tonic.

Yu Linwei took the people out of the office one by one, and stood by the side of the directory to check them one by one. Su Jin watched from a distance, except for the big and small officials, and Sun Yinde, the prefect of the government, and sentenced Zhou Ping and the two co-authors.

After the recorder checked the list, he whispered the moustache.

The eight-character moustache stood upside down, and said angrily, “Why don’t you hurry to find it? Anyone can be without him, but he can’t be without him!”

Su Jin guessed that they were talking about himself, so he bypassed Yulinwei and came out of the crowd, and said, “Sir, The subordinate is here.” The

moustache squinted at her, raised his chin and gave Yu Linwei a wink.

Yu Linwei immediately pushed Su Jin, and Su Jin stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Liu Yichu smiled apologetically on the side: “Master Shaoqing, do you think you have made a mistake, if it wasn’t for Governor Su on the day of the trouble, Master Tanhua would not have been able to come out alive.” The

eight-character Hu sneered: “Liu Tuiguan is exactly on the point. Now, where is there any other master of Tanhua? Xu Yuanzhe is cheating for personal gain, and he is a rebel of the imperial court, and this son Su… What is Su?”

The recorder on the side replied: “Su Jin.”

“This son Su Jin, cover up Chaotic ministers and thieves, if they don’t report their crimes, they will save their lives instead, and the crimes

will be added one more level, come here, put a shackle on me!” After speaking, two yamen came up with neck shackles, one on the left and one on the right.

Su Jin’s body is thin, and he was chained by this golden neck for two hours. Wouldn’t he have crushed his shoulder bones?

“Who dares to see this king?!”

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind the crowd, and Zhu Nanxian, dressed in a purple python robe, came out of the night.

Yu Linwei recognized him, and immediately stepped back from both sides, making a way to kneel together: “See Your Highness Thirteen!”

Zhu Nanxian walked straight to the moustache and kicked him: “What are you? Something? The Ministry of Punishment has taken people, and you are also going to be savage?” The

eight-character moustache fell to the ground and knelt down on the ground. He replied, “His Royal Highness the Thirteenth, the minister is the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, because he is enshrined by His Majesty. I came with the Ministry of Punishment to take people from the Tianfu yamen.”

Zhu Nanxian raised his little finger and licked his ears, as if he didn’t hear clearly: “Guanglu Temple? Is that the yamen that keeps a bunch of cooks and husbands?”

[End of This Chapter]