Chapter 160: Li Yuchun, the Iron and Steel Straight Man

I wish that the child is stupid and rude, and has no disaster and no trouble to the public secretary …. Hiss, what a poisonous mouth.

The meaning of this poem is that the person who composed the poem laments that he was too smart and was held back in life. If he had been a foolish man, he would have become a public official without any disaster.

This is a satire on the fact that the full court and the princes and ministers are brainless fools.

The surrounding officials looked at each other, their faces did not mention how odd, they came to see Sun Shangshu joke, coldly gave a back stab.

Sensei.

The Case of Sang Po – Gift to Sun Shangshu …. He’s satirizing my stupidity, satirizing me for lifting a rock and hitting myself in the foot …. He wants to nail my name to the pillar of shame ….. The name of the poem echoed in Sun Shangshu’s mind, and his heart was out of anger.

The noblest pursuit of the readers is to be immortalized in history, which appeals to them more than teaching and educating. But by the same token, how much they desire to be immortalized in history, how much they are afraid to be infamous for years to come.

How can this be tolerated?

It’s unbearable.

“Come on people, take this fang down for me, take it down!!!” Sun Shangshu was trembling with anger, a face reddened.

Because of his trespassing, he attempted to get the death of the night watchman organizer Xu Qi’an, which led to this follow-up of the Sang Po case. Originally, his heart was so remorseful that he wanted to lift the table, and at this time, the thing that he could not stand the most was to fall into a well.

And Xu Qi’an’s poem was not a rock, it was a mountain. Even for an official veteran like Minister Sun, his mind exploded.

The people from the Ministry of Justice swarmed up in unison to arrest Xu Qi’an outside the Imperial City.

“Lord Sun rest his anger.” Wei Yuan’s flat and gentle voice stopped the angry Criminal Ministry crowd.

This big green coat walked over without a hitch and blocked in front of Xu Qi’an.

“Wei Yuan, this son slandered this official in public and insulted the Minister of a Ministry of Justice, he shall be exiled according to the law.” The Minister of Justice held back his anger and said word by word:

“Today, even you will not be able to keep him.”

“Defaming Shangshu is indeed a great offense.” Wei Yuan stared sternly at Xu Qi’an, and just when the crowd thought that he was going to chastise the mouthy little tongluo, they saw him look at Shangshu Sun in a serious manner and say, “Telling the truth is not considered a slander.”

“You ….” Sun Shangshu’s body swayed, his trembling finger pointing at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan smiled and turned to walk away. Xu Qi’an followed behind his dad ass-kissingly, breaking away from the crowd at the Ministry of Justice.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again and turned around and shouted, “Congratulations to Minister Sun, his name has spread to the world, and the Confucians have made a name for themselves.”

Sun Shangshu froze, and after a few seconds, his breath didn’t come out smoothly, and he straightened up and fainted.

“Lord Shangshu, Lord Shangshu…” the people of the Ministry of Justice panicked.

…..

Returning to the Yamen, Xu Qi’an followed Wei Yuan into the Haoqi Building, attentively pouring tea for Wei Yuan and the two golden gongs.

“Lord Wei, there are a few things I can’t figure out.” Xu Qi’an asked for guidance.

Wei Yuan is a strategist and a wise man, and it is better to ask for advice first than to fumble blindly on your own when you have a problem. It’s like going to school and asking the teacher if you have a problem, it’s convenient and fast.

“Why does His Majesty want the Ministry of Justice to hear this case?” Wei Yuan pinched his teacup, his smile faint.

“The world’s talent is one stone, Duke Wei alone has eight buckets, and I share one bucket with Yunlu Academy.” Xu Qi’an patted his horse’s ass.

“Pfft…” a mouthful of tea spewed out from Jiang Lunzhong.

The corner of Yang Yan’s mouth twitched.

The faint smile at the corners of Wei Yuan’s mouth expanded rapidly, clearly very receptive to Xu Qi’an’s horse’s ass.

Readers are like this, you praise him: crouching bull, old iron 666. he lazy to pay attention to you.

But it doesn’t mean that readers don’t like to be flattered, they just need to do it in a different way, Xu Qi’an’s flattering was very precise, using the way that readers like to do it, and flattering a flattering that made Wei Yuan feel comfortable.

Wei Yuan is a very proud reader.

“The Minister of Rites is a member of the King’s Party, so if he is handed over to the Mockingbird Yamen for trial, it will implicate a large number of members of the King’s Party.” Wei Yuan said.

By then, the court parties will be out of balance ….. One family or two families is not what Emperor Yuan Jing wants to see, it is in the way of his control of the situation in the court, especially if he has been practicing monasticism for many years …. Even if the king’s party colluded with the demon race and blew up Sangpo and the phantom of the old ancestor, what was the old ancestor compared to his own power ….. Xu Qi’an analyzed and distilled the core content from Wei Yuan’s words.

His impression of Emperor Yuan Jing was a few points worse as a result.

Emperor Yuan Jingdi may have been an emperor of great means, but he was not a good emperor. The pseudo-historian Xu Qi’an divided the emperors into three segments: bright, mediocre, and dim.

A bright ruler is a good emperor who can make the people well fed and clothed.

A mediocre ruler is an emperor who does not do anything and has no great faults, and most of the emperors in history belong to this category. In fact, for the people, a mediocre ruler who does not disturb the people is already a wise ruler.

A fainting emperor is an emperor who is pro-villain and far away from the wise ministers, and usually makes a mess of the court and the country.

Why don’t you classify tyrants in this, it’s because the first three are all potentially tyrants.

Emperor Yuan Jing’s eyes in Xu Qi An’s eyes, is the dim emperor, because he is the emperor, but his eyes only have his own power and position, nowadays the chaotic situation of the party struggle in the courtroom, in fact, all caused by Emperor Yuan Jing.

He practiced monasticism and ignored imperial politics, so he needed the chaotic situation in the court to stabilize his position. Otherwise it would be easy to be hollowed out.

“There’s one more thing, I can’t figure out why the Minister of Rites didn’t kill Zhou Chixiong to silence him.” Xu Qi’an said.

I thought that it must be a night watchman who came to interrogate the Minister of Rites, and then asked at that time, but I did not expect Emperor Yuan Jing to be so showy.

Wei Yuan shook his head, “Don’t bother about these small issues, the Sang Po case has come to an end. The fact that His Majesty didn’t mention you means that it’s already been uncovered.”

Xu Qi’an laughed heartily and immediately said, “I intend to invite my colleagues who have collaborated with me in the investigation and handling of the case to go to the Education Department for a drink, but I don’t have any silver, so I’ll ask Duke Wei to allocate funds.”

This is like the company has done a performance, we go to a restaurant dinner, the cost is of course the company to pay.

Wei Yuan gave him a look, “Get lost.”

After driving away Xu Qi’an, Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and said, “Yang Yan, you allocate two hundred taels of silver to him as a reward from the Yamen.”

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Ruizhong and Yang Yan, “You two can go together.”

Jiang Lizhong shook his head repeatedly, “Lord Wei, I’m not going to a place like the Department of Education.”

Yang Yan also shook his head.

Wei Yuan didn’t force himself and leisurely sipped his tea, “With him present, I guess there will be quite a few flower girls to accompany him.”

……

As night falls, the Church Department is brightly lit, and the sound of silk, bamboo, and pipe music reverberates loudly.

In the small pavilion of Shadow Plum, Floating Fragrance played the zither, Ming Yan offered a dance, and Xiaoya acted as the order officer, a lively scene.

Yang Yan and Jiang Ruizhong both had a thousand charming flower girl accompanying them to serve them, Xu Qi’an raised his cup and laughed, “Don’t be formal, everyone, eat and drink as you should.”

The brass and silver gongs were a little uncomfortable at first; after all, the presence of two gold gongs put them under quite a bit of pressure.

But Jiang Ruizhong is a veteran of the drinking scene, know how to liven up the atmosphere, keep raising their glasses to show their appreciation, and even talk dirty, and on duty is a different person.

Gradually, the silver and brass gongs let go.

The only two people on the field who were serious and didn’t look like they were here to prostitute themselves at all were Yang Yan and Li Yuchun.

“The two of you, you are worthy of being up and down, a demeanor.” Jiang Ruizhong laughed and joked.

“That’s not right, Jiang Jinluo,” Xu Qi’an drank a lot of wine and drifted a bit, boldly flirting with his two top bosses:

“Yang Jinluo is not good with women, the chief is too prudish, there is still a difference between the two.”

This definitely lightened the mood in the arena, and the crowd laughed and laughed, filling the air with rapture.

Drinking until the second hour of the night (9:30 p.m.), the banquet finally dispersed, Jiang Ruizhong left with his arm around the buxom flower girl, and Yang Yan went back to the government office.

Li Yuchun also wanted to go back, but was left behind by Xu Qi’an and Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao who fought to the death and stuffed him with a clean-cut young lady and locked him in the house.

Xu Qi’an, as the “host”, arranged everyone properly before entering Fu Xiang’s room.

“Why are there so many people here today?” Floating Fragrance, who had just finished bathing, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and wiped her ebony hair.

“Or to keep the girls in the courtyard in order.” Xu Qi’an took off his outer robe and saber and turned to leave the room:

“I’ll be back later.”

He pressed his footsteps and tiptoed towards Li Yuchun’s room, then saw the equally sneaky Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao around the corner.

Xu Qi’an signaled with his eyes, “Are you all here to listen to the wall as well.”

The two nodded and countered with a look, “The leader is at the God Refining Realm, be careful and control your breathing…”

Finally, slowing down to the bottom of the window of Li Yuchun’s room, he found that there was no sound of shaking the bed, and conversations were coming from inside:

“Master, the slave has finished washing, you go ahead and wash.”

“Hmm…” returned Li Yuchun in a slightly muffled voice.

A long time later, after the washing was done, the woman’s voice came, “Master, the comforter is warmed up, what are you skulking around the room for?”

“The room is too cluttered with furnishings, a mess, a disorganized mess. Staying in this room, this official is like sitting on pins and needles.” Li Yuchun painfully said.

“Huh?” The woman froze, “It’s already very tidy, my slave cleans the house every day.”

“No…” said Li Yuchun seriously, “The teacups on the table should be placed around the teapot at a specific distance …. The potted plant by the window has been placed two inches further to the left …. The stools are placed in too many places, they should be placed in the same way as the teacups around the teapot …. This painting hanging on the wall, shouldn’t it be hung in the center …. The screen was placed crookedly, I put it right just now …. Well, your embroidered shoes are not neatly arranged either ….”

“…. This, how can these be neat, who can do it ah?” The woman softly said, “Master, the slave has been waiting for you for a while.”

Li Yuchun was not happy to hear this and said in a deep voice, “Who said it can’t be done, you and watch and learn. This official will teach you how to clean up the house.”

Woman: “????”

Underneath the window, Xu Qi’an’s trio was dumbstruck.

Tiptoeing away, Xu Qi’an was pained, “The chief doesn’t have a family?”

“It’s a family.”

“Why do you feel like a first-timer?” Xu Qi’an said.

“It can’t be the first time you’ve come to the Department of Education.” Song Tingfeng was somewhat incredulous. Although he had worked under Li Yuchun’s hand for many years, he did not know much about his private life.

Xu Qi’an thought for a moment and said, “Let’s go back to our room later and make the commotion louder.”

“Good idea.” Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao felt that this method was awesome.

And so, the Shadow Plum Pavilion was rocking the bed with extra intensity tonight.