Shizong was actually a tolerant king. He rarely scolded officials with his stick, unlike the previous emperors who used their sticks indiscriminately, which made hundreds of officials panic, and none of them dared to give advice .

Twenty big boards are not considered heavy. In the past few dynasties, officials were often killed directly outside the Meridian Gate with sticks, but twenty big boards are not considered light. The long sticks specially used for walking sticks are wrapped in iron sheets. Ordinary people Even if they can't move, they will all be executed by the imperial guards. If they eat these twenty sticks, their skin and flesh will be torn apart in the least, and they will become a cripple in the worst case.

When Yan Lan heard the news, Jiang Weiren had finished his sentence and was sent back to the Hanlin Academy's public residence.

Naturally, he wanted to rush to the Hanlin Academy immediately, but was stopped by Yan Qing, "Brother, what's the use of going there like this? You have to bring a doctor with you."

Yan Lan remembered that Jiang Weiren was alone in the capital, and he kept on going . There is no one to take care of her. At this time, he was punished for disobeying His Majesty. Most of his colleagues in the Hanlin Academy avoided him, but Yan Qing was more considerate.

So he personally went to Dongbi Hall, the best medical center in Beijing, and found the best doctor there, and followed him to the Hanlin Academy.

Yan Qing was also anxious. She knew that this meal was not an easy matter.

But she could only wait at home until night fell before Yan Lan hurried back home.

Yan Qing heard that his brother was back and immediately rushed to his courtyard.

"Brother, how's it going?" she asked anxiously.

Yan Lan's expression was not good. He looked at her and shook his head. His voice was a little low. "When the person was sent back, he had already passed out. Half of his clothes were stained with blood. I took a look and saw that he was already unconscious. The flesh and blood are blurred..."

Yan Qing felt uncomfortable after hearing this, biting her lower lip and holding her sleeves tightly with her hands.

"However, the doctor said," he patted his sister's shoulder to comfort him, "the muscles and bones are not injured, and it may be possible to recover after a few months of nursing."

Yan Qing frowned and sighed: "It takes a few months to nurse " Yue, it can be seen that he is seriously injured."

"I asked the servants from the house to stay at his place at night. He is alone there. How much is the annual salary of the Hanlin Academy? If I hadn't gone, he would have been afraid. I can't even hire a better doctor..."

Yan Qing lowered his head and said sadly: "No matter how difficult it is, the wounds on the flesh will always heal, but if he offends His Majesty, his future will be..."

This That's why, at the beginning, both Mr. Yan Ge and Shen Zhu said it was unwise to risk his own future by doing something that he knew would be fruitless. He, Jiang Weiren, was really stupid.

Yan Qing smiled bitterly, remembering what Princess Laocheng said back in Jiangling. She said that King Laocheng had always been particularly appreciative of Jiang Weiren and said that he would be a man with a beautiful waist in the future.

They misunderstood that he was too upright and easy to break. Such a person would have already suffered a lot of blood before he became a minister.

"But a man stands upright," Yan Lan said, "Everyone only cares about the future. Who cares about the suffering of the people in counties and counties after the increase in taxes? It doesn't matter if the future is bright, it's better to have a clear conscience!"

Yan Qing looked at it Looking at her brother's determined gaze, her eyes felt a little hot. If an innocent heart meant being reckless, then she would be proud of her reckless brother.

"Even if everyone says Jiang Weiren's move is unwise," Yan Lan looked at his sister and said, "he is still a reputable man in my eyes!"

From that day on, Yan Lan began to run to the Hanlin Academy every day. For Jiang Weiren, the first few days were the most difficult. He had to lie in bed all day, and the pain was excruciating when he moved. Every time he changed the dressing, it was almost like a small death. He gritted his teeth and endured it. Only when he couldn't help it, he became depressed. He snorted, but every time he changed, his clothes were almost soaked with sweat.

Yan Qing was afraid that Yan Lan was not considerate enough, so he asked him to send a maid from the house over. Unexpectedly, Yan Lan rushed there with the maid. When he came back, Yan Qing saw the maid coming back with him.

"What's wrong?" she asked doubtfully.

"He insisted that he didn't need it, but he didn't need it. That kid is just embarrassed." Yan Lan said with a smile.

Yan Qing was a little unresponsive at first, but after a while he realized that Jiang Weiren was injured in a court battle, so his injury was... quite special. If the maid wanted to change his dressing, wouldn't it be necessary to take off his pants and then... ...

Yan Qing did not dare to think any more and said funnyly: "What's the matter? A maid is always more careful than a servant."

"My sister," Yan Lan said with a smile, "Jiang Tingchen came from a poor family. There has never been a maid in the family. Naturally, he is not used to being served, so you treat him as your brother."

He said this quite right. As long as the family has a small income and has been taken care of by a maid since childhood, it is naturally nothing. But this Jiang Weiren is not only from a poor family, he is still in his weak years, but he is still not married, so that if something like this happens, there is no one around to take care of him.

Unlike her brother, who is the same age as Jiang Weiren, he is not only a frequent visitor to the flower house on the edge of Qujiang River, but also his own courtyard in the Yan Mansion.

More than ten days later, Yan Lan said that Jiang Weiren had obviously improved.

"Although the injury is on the flesh, even the area on his back is broken. He is not healing very slowly, so I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." He said worriedly, "He has lost his appetite these days, and he is so thin... Let's see I felt a little distressed."

The next day, when he went to the Hanlin Academy, Yan Qing handed him a food box.

"What is this?" Yan Lan asked puzzledly.

"Hawthorn cake," Yan Qing whispered without looking into his eyes, "I asked the maid in the house to buy it outside."

"This is good!" Yan Lan said with a smile, thinking that the best pastries in the Imperial Capital were Among the good restaurants, I asked casually, "Is it from Heweixuan or Yujinlou?"

Yan Qing answered vaguely: "Yujinlou..."

Yan Lan didn't care at all, holding the food box happily. After he left, Yan Qing asked him again when he returned home if Jiang Weiren had eaten the hawthorn cake.

"Eat it," Yan Lan said with a smile. "As expected, it was made by Yujinlou. It's really good. This snack is almost as good as yours. Tingchen ate the whole plate."

Yan Qing also laughed. She smiled and replied: "Yeah, Yujin Tower is pretty good..."

Who knows a few days later, Yan Lan said to her doubtfully: "Qing'er, you said this Yujin Tower is really strange..."

Yan Qing listened. De's heart skipped a beat and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"You said I sent people to buy it, but why is it not the same as what you sent people to buy?"

Yan Qing thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up. , replied: "That's because I sent people early, and the food was fresh in the morning!"

Yan Lan nodded after hearing this, but after thinking about it, he muttered: "How can something like hawthorn cake be considered fresh or not? Besides, , is it not new after an hour or two?"

Yan Qing nodded hurriedly, "Of course, let's do it. I'll let the maid buy it, and you can take it to the Hanlin Academy."

Yan Lan thought for a while and nodded. Okay, if he wants to eat it, I'll tell you, you can send someone to buy it."

After Jiang Weiren got better, Yan Lan stopped going every day, and when he came back from the Hanlin Academy again, he looked particularly excited.

"It's good now," he said to Yan Qing, "I won't have to worry so much in the future."

"Why?" Yan Qing asked.

"Guess who I met at Tingchen's place today?" He was beaming, and he deliberately leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"Who is it?" Yan Qing was a little curious as to who could make Yan Lan look like this.

Yan Lan smiled with unclear meaning and replied in a low voice: "Brother, remind you, Qingbo Tower..."

"Gu Yuqing?" she asked in shock.

"That's right," Yan Lan smiled and said, "This boy, it turns out that Zhao Shu was his colleague. On that day, he was dragged there by Zhao Shu during the Oiran election. Qing'er, do you remember that that day when Gu Yuqing selected that person? The poem was named Zhao Shu, but it was not written by him. That day, Miss Gu wanted to find the person who wrote the poem, but the person refused to come out. "

Of course Yan Qing remembered it and guessed what her brother would say next . , Sure enough, Yan Lan winked and said: "It turns out it was written by that kid Jiang Tingchen. Now that's good, people found out and came to visit.

" His memorial was also famous in the imperial capital, and Miss Gu was even more enamored of him. Naturally, she wanted to be there Take good care of him, and the beauty is by his side. It would be inappropriate for me to go too much..."

Yan Qing lowered his head and murmured, "How could she know..."

"What do you think? Yan Lan asked excitedly. He looked up and saw his sister but she seemed to be absent-minded. She touched her nose and said directly, "Miss Gu got it out of Zhao Shu when he went to Qingbo Tower again."

"This Gu Yuqing is really extraordinary. Just because of a poem that day, he could not forget Jiang Tingchen. This boy is really handsome and blessed. To be favored by Miss Gu is something that many people will envy."

Yan Qing paused for a while, then raised his head and said slowly in a low voice: "They are indeed a talented and beautiful couple..."

The Beiqi Rebellion in the 18th year of Chenghua was preceded by Princess Shou'an's distant marriage. Come to an end.

Compared with the sorrow of Shizong and Li Zhaoyi, the people of the world were more concerned about the imperial court's another increase in taxes. Now the people were complaining even more, but there were only a few officials in the imperial court who could really care about the suffering of the people.

Jiang Weiren's injury slowly recovered. When Gu Yuqing tried to come over again, he refused.

His words were tactful, but Gu Yuqing's delicate mind could not guess that if her colleagues came to a place like the Hanlin Academy in her capacity, they would cause unnecessary trouble for him.

When Yan Lan found out, he laughed and joked that he didn't understand the style. Jiang Weiren looked indifferent and didn't open his mouth to explain.

"Maybe it's your attitude," Yan Lan sighed, "that makes her look at you differently."

Soon after, it was Shangyuan. That night, Beijing was very lively. Both men and women were dressed up and going out. Pedestrians crowded in the streets and alleys, and they did not return happily until the golden rooster sang at dawn.

In the past, every year during the Shangyuan Festival, Yan Lan disappeared early in the morning. The two elders of the Yan family did not want to keep their daughter at home. They knew that she wanted to go out that night, so every time Shen Zhong came to accompany her to enjoy the entertainment. This year Nature is no exception.

As soon as Yan Qing heard that the servant said that Shen Bet had arrived, he happily ran towards the front yard. From a distance, Shen Zhen saw the little girl holding up her skirt and running towards him.

The smile in her eyes was about to overflow, as bright as the first spring sun in the cold winter. Shen Zhu loved to see her smile the most, and the water in her eyes was as clear as a shallow stream.

She was wearing new clothes, and the hairpin in her hair was the same jade hairpin he gave her a while ago. She held up her skirt, raised her head and smiled at him, saying, "Does it look good?" "It looks good

." He couldn't help but laugh, and then replied, "You are good-looking."

He was always like this, he would patiently coax her, say nice words to make her happy, and give her the utmost patience and indulgence.

The two of them rode a carriage to Xuande Tower. On this day, there were celebrations all over the capital, with dojos, colorful sheds and dance teams everywhere.

As their carriage was moving, they would encounter a dance team passing through the street. From time to time, orchestral music could be heard in each house's house, but the grandest one among them was also the only one run by the imperial court. It's in front of Xuande Tower.

At that time, even His Majesty will visit Xuande Tower and watch with all the people.

Because there were too many pedestrians on the road, it took them twice as long as usual to arrive at Xuandemen. From a distance, they could see a huge shed set up in front of Xuande Tower, with candles stacked up one by one, almost lighting up the night. , the huge square in front of Xuande Gate was surrounded by people who came.

The carriage could only stop far away. Shen Zhu helped her down, and then passed through the bustling pedestrians to see the lights on Xuande Tower.

"Wait a minute..." Shen Zhu stopped her.

He led Yan Qing to the side and saw someone selling lamp balls, so he picked one for her.

This is a thing that only existed in Shangyuan. A small spherical lamp is tied with a bamboo pole and raised high. It looks like a small flying star from a distance. Children like it the most. They wear it around. Go and have fun running.

In the past, he took her to Xuande Tower to watch the lanterns every Spring Festival. If she was not careful, she would be easily dispersed by the crowd. When she was young, she liked to play with lantern balls. He relied on the lantern ball to keep her in the crowd. It's easy to lose her.

So this became a habit. Later, when she was no longer a child, he would buy her one and let her hold it so that she wouldn't get separated.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated the crowds on this day. When the gongs and drums of the performance on the color stage rang, the crowd quickly rushed towards the Xuande Tower. Yan Qingben and Shen Zhu were shoulder to shoulder, but they were pushed by the crowd, and her hand With a slip, the lamp pole fell off, and the lamp was instantly stepped on.

When she turned around again, she saw only a lot of figures, and it was impossible to tell where Shen Zhun was.

Yan Qing was a little panicked. She dropped the light ball in her hand. Shen Zan was wondering how to find her. So she wanted to push away the crowd and walk to a less crowded place. However, as she was walking, she was hit hard by a pedestrian on the shoulder and was knocked out. The hosta on her head was knocked off.

The hairpin was given by Shen Zhu. If he saw that the hairpin was missing, she didn't know how to explain it, and she didn't care about the crowds. She thought of bending down to pick it up, but was pushed again, so she rushed forward. .

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from her side and grabbed her arm. She tilted her body and was about to turn and fall down. Another arm had already passed across her body and held her shoulder. Stopping, she bumped into the man's shoulder.

Yan Qing's nose hit the man's shoulder, causing her to scream in pain. She covered her nose in pain and looked up. There were surging crowds around him, blocking the light. Fortunately, he was very tall and stood out like a chicken. From the shadows, she could look up at the face illuminated by the candles.

At this moment, he was bowing his head, his eyes facing hers, and his eyebrows covered the entire sky in front of her, making those eyes as dazzling as stars.