Chapter 392 Xin Qiwu: Grandpa, take away your magical powers
The next day.
The morning light is beginning to shine, but the stars are still shining.
Crowing of cocks and barking of dogs could be faintly heard from the south of the imperial city.
The civil and military officials waiting for the morning court in the front yard of Taiji Palace finally welcomed the chamberlain who was in charge of the palace key. They entered the palace through the side door next to the main entrance, along the long royal road and a total of thirty-nine levels of jade. Walk forward step by step.
"Lord Chu."
"Lord Chu..."
As Chu Pingsheng was walking, he heard someone calling him from behind. When he looked back, he saw Shaoqing of Honglu Temple. Xin Qiwu shrank his neck and lowered his head, raised his hands slightly, swung his big and deep robe sleeves, and trotted to catch up with himself.
"Mr. A thin stream of sweat formed on his forehead: "I just went to the Concierge Courtyard to pick you up, and Miss Lili said that you left early in the morning."
"You went to find me?"
"Yes, today is your first morning court meeting. If you encounter something you don't understand, my subordinates may be able to help you a little."
< br>"Li Chengqian asked you to do this, right?"
Xin Qiwu was stunned and smiled awkwardly, the nasolabial folds on his cheeks almost covering his mouth: "I can't hide anything from Mr. Chu, yes His Highness the Crown Prince ordered his subordinates to do this, and His Highness the Crown Prince also had good intentions. He was worried that Master Chu might make people laugh if something unexpected happened to him..."
"Hehe, anyone who dares to laugh will be killed. Yes.”
"Sir...you are joking."
Xin Qiwu shivered, took out his sleeves and took out two cakes, with crispy white flesh and black sesame seeds and white sesame seeds sprinkled in the middle.
“What do you mean?”
“There are very few foreign envoys attending the court meeting. The meal delivery time at the Concierge Court has not yet come. Mr. Chu must not have had breakfast yet, sir. I bought some sesame cakes when I passed by Tingquanfang in the south of the city."
"You are very careful."
Chu Pingsheng took a piece of cake and took a bite. It was crispy and delicious. Either a lot of food is said to be made using ancient secret methods, without all the additives in modern society, and it tastes very good.
Click.
Click.
......
Hearing the sound coming from next to him, he turned around and found that Xin Qiwu was also eating cakes, holding them in both hands and bulging his cheeks, as if he was eating on the sly. The mouse took two bites without forgetting to pause and wipe off the meringue stuck to the corners of his mouth with his hands.
"Master Xin, you haven't eaten either?"
"No."
Chu Pingsheng thought of Wang Qinian: "Isn't it true that you are also henpecked?"
"I am Xin No matter how you say it, it is also a fifth-grade thing... cough, from the fifth grade..."
Halfway through his words, a bitter, thin old man walked by, glanced at the two of them, and said suddenly He shook his sleeves and showed disgust on his face.
"Hmph! What a shame for being so rude and barbaric."
Chu Pingsheng looked up at the sky where the morning star was still there, and then at the wide square in front of the palace. He took two quick steps and aimed at the old man's butt. foot.
A civil servant in his fifties, with no strength in his hands, how could he be his opponent? He was immediately kicked to the ground, and the hat on his head fell to the ground. When he turned around, he saw that the murderer was him. , pointing his halberd and blowing his beard, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"You...you...arrogant...arrogant..."
"What about me? I am your uncle. I get up so early, and you still have to grumble even if I eat a cake. ?”
Xin Qiwu was shocked by his running kick. A piece of cake got stuck in his throat and he swallowed it with his saliva for a long time. When he walked to the side and took a look, his face turned green. He wanted to hide but didn't dare to hide. , after all, it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who ordered him to take care of Master Chu many times so that he would not cause trouble in the morning. What was the result?
Hey, I’m really afraid of whatever comes next.
"Lai...Lai Yushi, are you okay?" Xin Qiwu hurriedly walked over and helped the old man, who was groaning at the waist, up from the ground. He nodded and bent down, picked up the official hat and put it on him.
The officials passing by noticed this sudden change and gathered around, pointing at Chu Pingsheng and muttering in a low voice.
"Start."
Lai Mingcheng took a breath, pushed Xin Qiwu away, held his official hat in one hand, pointed at Chu Pingsheng with the other hand, and said: "You beat Shangguan in public, Chu Pingsheng, do you know your guilt?"
Chu Pingsheng watched. Looking at the half piece of cake in his hand, he suddenly threw it away, and hit Lai Mingcheng right in the face. The old guy who had just regained his energy fell to the ground with a cry, and his official hat fell off again.
Xin Qiwu saw that this was not going to work, and hurriedly walked to Chu Pingsheng: "Master Chu, Uncle Chu, Grandpa Chu... You can offend anyone in the civil and military circles of this dynasty, but only this old man Lai ...Can't offend."
"What? He has a higher official position than the Privy Councilor and the Prime Minister?"
"This is not a matter of high official position. Lai Mingcheng is the Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The censors, those people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate... are very difficult to deal with. As long as you are targeted by them, they can get you involved in any big thing. There are also the group of historians from the Zhongshu Province who keep an eye on these censors every day. , I just hope that they will make some progress so that they can write more in the history books.”
Chu Pingsheng rolled his eyes at him: "What does this have to do with me?"
Xin Qiwu was speechless.
In the same way, Mr. Chu is a visiting scholar of Xihu. Whether he is a court official or a school inspector of Honglu Temple, they are all informal officials with little real power. They are disciples of great masters and are not short of money and food. The deterrent effect of participating in other threats is basically zero.
As for the historian's pen... it is even less lethal.
“How could your Majesty allow such a person to attend the court meeting.”
"You are not the son of a man, you are not the son of a man." "Beating the censor in public is simply lawless."
"By doing this, did he take Qingguo seriously? ? Do you take His Majesty seriously? In my opinion, he should be expelled from Qingguo."
The officials were talking about it. Even the prince's disciples, who understood Li Chengqian's intentions from various hints, felt dissatisfied about this matter and felt that Xihu Pif was too arrogant.
At this time, Lai Mingcheng was helped up by people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He put on his official hat for the second time, panting like an ox, pointing to the sky and jumping on his feet: "Wuna Hu, I'm not done with you."
Chu Pingsheng glanced at He glanced at Fan Jian, the minister of household affairs who was pushing Chen Pingping's wheelchair and watching the excitement on the corridor not far away. He ignored Lai Mingcheng and snatched the uneaten half of the cake from Xin Qiwu's hand. He ate it and walked towards Tai Chi Hall. Go, I didn't take Lai Mingcheng's words to heart at all.
"Chu...Master Chu, wait...wait..."
Xin Qiwu looked at the hostile eyes of the court officials and swallowed the word "I" at the end. Back to the belly.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked him to take care of Chu Pingsheng, and he also wanted to look after the troublemaker. However, on the first day of the court meeting, this boy beat up the second-rank Zuodu Yushi. There is no doubt that he neglected his duty.
...
A moment later.
Chu Pingsheng finished the last bite of the cake and walked into the Taiji Hall. While patting the shortbread dust that fell on his robe, he looked at the decoration of the front hall and the court officials who had arrived early.
This is not the first time he has come to the front hall, but the last time he came was during the funeral of the Queen Mother. The vermilion pillars were wrapped in white silk, and the decorative components similar to caissons on them were also covered with white flowers. Palace lanterns It was completely different from today's Tai Chi Hall surrounded by various elegiac couplets and wreaths.
I don’t know if I saw him beating Lai Mingcheng, the censor of Zuodu, or I just can’t stand this domineering Xihu barbarian. No one greeted him and they all pretended not to see it.
This was different from when we met at the Queen Mother's funeral.
Chu Pingsheng knew the reason for this, but he didn't care. He glanced around and landed on two wide chairs not far from the high platform where the dragon chair was placed.
The one on the left is empty, and the one on the right has an old man lying on his back. The hem of the court uniform is red, indicating that he is a military commander.
If you get closer, you can hear slight snoring, and the air exhaled from the nostrils makes the gray beard sway gently. Children of this age do not open their mouths to snore, but it is rare.
Chu Pingsheng walked straight forward and touched the old man's leg with his foot: "Old man, wake up."
"Hey, wake up."
"Your Majesty is here."
His voice frightened the old man. He opened his eyes and looked at the high platform where the dragon chair was placed. It was empty. No one is there.
The court officials next to him turned their heads and looked at Chu Pingsheng who had his feet on the armrests of the chair. They wondered why this kid was so crazy. He even deceived Qin Ye?
Chu Pingsheng didn't care about the various looks from behind him. He stared at Qin Ye's face for three seconds and tilted his head towards the chair next to him.
? ? ? ? ? ?
Qin Ye looked confused.
Chu Pingsheng tilted his head again.
“Not sensible?”
Qin Ye is very sensible, but a little confused.
"You want me to sit over?"
Chu Pingsheng nodded.
“But that’s Prime Minister Lin’s seat.”
“I’m just asking you if you can’t get through, what nonsense.”
Qin Ye: “…”
The court officials: "..."
It took a long time for Qin Ye to react.
“Do you know who I am?”
“The number one figure in the Qingguo military, Qin Ye, the envoy of the Privy Council.”
“Since you know...”
Chu Pingsheng didn't give him a chance to finish his words. He suddenly took action and grabbed the old man's collar and lifted him from his seat.
"Then do you know who I am? The only disciple of Bai Feng, the great master of Xihu, and the future king of the grassland."
What level is Qin Ye? At the ninth level, he was only weaker than Hong Sixiang in the entire Qing Kingdom. Of course, he was not willing to give in. He was about to backhand to show off this extremely arrogant guy when a voice came into his ears.
“Hasn’t the eldest princess told you that Fan Xian is Ye Qingmei’s son?”
Qin Ye’s hand that was curled up in his sleeves to make a move stopped.
"Master Bai Feng is currently in the city. You don't want to never see the sun tomorrow again, right?"
Chu Pingsheng let go of his hand, Qin Ye put his feet on the ground, and left his seat with a cold face, step by step Go and stand under the pillar next to you.
(End of this chapter)