Aoyama

The sky is blue without a single cloud, and the vast white marble land in front of the palace, surrounded by vermilion palace walls and lined with golden glazed roofs, is gorgeous and picturesque.

In front of the Meridian Gate, a black iron torture altar was erected. In the middle of the altar stood a three-foot-high black crystal stone pillar carved with Xing Tian. The lower edge of the pillar was sprinkled with a layer of copper-colored powder.

The Minister of the Ministry of Punishment said: "Xing Tian, ​​the god of evil spirits, is the head of the chest and abdomen, and holds a bronze utensil in his hand to suppress the fire." Han Shui smiled with relief: "That's how it is."

Since the regency, he first used a single Habayashi commander to retreat the 10,000+ army horses stationed in Lin'an City in Yuetianying, and played a game of chess to resolve the more than ten years of stormy grievances between him and Shang Shuxing.

The government and the opposition have balanced power, the drought in the northern border has been relieved, the funeral of the late emperor has been carried out smoothly, and the chaos in Nanjing has been put down.

He did this to assist Yunling, and he was able to do this because there was a man standing by his side who was willing to give in to him.

At this time, autumn is over and winter will enter.

Qi Lin tightened the robe on Han Shui's shoulders and tied the black silk ribbon around his neckline: "If you can't stand it for a while, I will accompany you back to Xingwen Academy." Han Shui said with a smile: "Look at Marquis Qi That said, it’s not me who was burned.”

Qi Lin pulled him into his arms: "Qing Yan." Han Shui leaned obediently on his warm chest, his cheeks were covered with soft down.

Naturally, he couldn't tell Qi Lin that if the prisoner burned today was named 'Han Shui', he wouldn't even blink his eyes, or even show his face.

The horn sounded, and the prison cart entered through the Meridian Gate. A man in a black cloth was tied to the black crystal stone pillar by the criminal officer, and his bare feet were covered with copper powder.In addition to this person, there are dozens of shadow guards who are considered to be Han Dang, blindfolded, kneeling in front of the wooden pillow where the knife fell.

Minister of the Ministry of Justice: "Xuan Yi, the time has come."

Other than Han Shui and Qi Lin, the people watching the execution on the same stage also had several important officials of the court, the first to bear the brunt were Lin Zuocheng and Chang Shangshu.

Han Shui pushed Qi Lin away, and said in a low voice: "Go down and sit down first, otherwise so many people will look at you and say that you have feelings for me." The whole world knows."

Han Shui was taken aback for a moment: "Presumptuous." He felt irrefutable again.Qi Lin: "I'm right next to you, don't be afraid." Han Shui raised his eyebrows: "When have I ever been afraid?"

When the fire was burning, all the officials whispered to each other and talked a lot.Chang Ming said with a smile: "They are all snobs, people who drink blood and enjoy themselves." Lin Yun shook his fan: "That's you."

Han Shui also let go of his airs, stood next to Qi Lin, and said softly, "If Master didn't chase Qingyan away back then, Qingyan might never see this scenery in her life."

An hour later, the flames gradually extinguished, leaving a scorched black corpse on the execution altar.Minister of the Ministry of Punishment Xuan'an Minzhao, guilty minister Han Shui, was burned to death on the fifteenth day of the first year of Tianqi, and was recorded as the last general banner of the Ministry of Film and Television.

The wind stops, the waves stop.

On the way back to Xingwen Academy, the two were in the same car.The car wheels went away to the bloody ashes, and there was no smell of fish anymore.

Han Shui smiled faintly: "Qi Lin..." Qi Lin: "What's the matter?" Han Shui: "Actually, when Yuhua Pavilion was making trouble in the bridal chamber, if you insist on one more word, I will go with you."

Qi Lin dragged him into his arms, covered his mouth, and said, "Xuan Yi hasn't read the documents that Zhongshu Sheng received today?" Han Shui: "Don't bypass my words." Qi Lin smiled He smiled: "I copied a few copies here, how about reading it to you first?" The two stopped talking again.

When getting off the car, the sun was shining brightly, Han Shui held Qi Lin's fiery hand, raised his eyes, and smiled.Qi Lin frowned: "Are you okay?"

Han Shui: "Since the affairs of the country are on the right track, Marquis Qi...can you enter the palace to accompany me for a few days every month?" After asking, he blushed with regret.Qi Lin: "You go back first, approve the memorial carefully, and discuss it in the court."

For a whole day, Han Shui was dizzy. First, he watched himself being burned to death. Then, his sweetheart refused to say a word of love. Then, Zhongshu Sheng received two memorials.

In the first letter, there was nothing wrong with the Ministry of Industry regarding the repair of the Jingheng Hall, and in the second letter, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the Ministry of Rites' several proposals regarding the royal family's relatives entering the palace to pay their respects.

Han Shui lazily wrote down the pen to criticize the red, unexpectedly, this pen approved the unique romantic affair in the history of Yunmeng Kingdom - the five-entry system.

In the world of humanity, yin and yang are two poles, mutual restraint and mutual restraint, love is born of hatred, hate is born of love, General Xuanyuan of Yuetianying, Shangshusheng Youcheng, Pingnanhou Qilin, has two ups and downs in his life, and soldiers come to the palace without moving the throne. A loyal minister, a minister of Jiangshan.

However, there were still some criticisms in this person's life, that is, he was indulged in masculinity, especially, he was indulged in the emperor's father—Mr. Xuanyi.

A while ago, there were two people in the court who wanted to be superior, one virtuous and the other treacherous, and they went to Zuo Cheng Lin Yun's residence together to ask for advice.

Lin Yun thought hard, it is not a matter of a day or two for Mr. Xuanyi to sit on the dragon chair, it is better for him to learn to be a good person earlier.

So they called two people, and said with a slight smile: "Ask for fame, write a plan for the restoration of Jingheng Hall, ask for merit, write a memorandum, called five elements, and Bao Zhun will rise to the top."

Marquis Qi, who has always had a rift with Lin Yun, after reading this memorial, couldn't help but praise again and again: "The words are elegant, full of meaning, magnificent and touching from ancient to modern times, you are very considerate."

On the [-]th day of the laurel moon, the Jingli Palace Dynasty began to discuss the rules of the five-entry system, discussing the rules for the royal family and relatives to enter the palace to pay their respects.

Han Shui sat on the dragon chair as usual, wearing a Xuanyan mask, and said: "Since the new emperor ascended the throne, a group of old relatives such as King Nanjing have not been there. It is time to re-compile the royal genealogy and redefine the etiquette."

As the wind passed through the hall, Lin and Qi said in unison: "Very good." Han Shui was stunned for a moment, then straightened the mask on his face: "Zuo Cheng speaks first."

Lin Yun said: "This memorial was presented by Huang Yan, the servant of the Ministry of Rites. It describes the rules for clan relatives to enter the palace to greet them. The first day of the first day enters the vitality, the fifth day enters Guangyi, the tenth day enters Hesheng, the fifteenth enters Dingtai, and the twenty-first day enters Dingtai. Five into peace."

Huang Yan is the treacherous person: "Although etiquette cannot be discarded, it is not appropriate to be too extravagant and laborious. Therefore, the ministers and others have made a detailed list."

The little eunuch forwarded the thick stack of books, and Eunuch Jin Nian handed it over respectfully.Han Shui: "What do you mean?" Huang Yan said with a smile: "The people in the roster need to enter the palace according to the five-entry ceremony."

Talking about etiquette, Han Shui was a little guilty, but since this point was discussed, he still had to put on a face: "Huang Shilang has worked hard." Huang Yan: "This is also what Master Lin meant."

Han Shui gracefully opened the book.

There are only two words on it: Qi Lin.

Han Shui laughed, and continued to scroll down as if there was no one else present, his hands trembling a little: "All these people are quite suitable."

Huang Yan waved his sleeves in front of the room, his face was flushed, and his voice was loud: "On the first day of junior high school, I will drink the dew of magnolia, and ask Mr. Najiao to pour ink and wash the books to get used to it;"

Lin Yun flicked his robe: "Go to Guangyi on the fifth day of the lunar new year, talk about the beauty of round beads, cut those four or five inches of benevolence, and walk in the garden with your feet on the ground;"

Huang Yan responded loudly again: "Enter Hesheng on the tenth day of the lunar new year, and join the Yuanlong of the Cailou, listen to the joyful sound of the cotton bolls, guess the rhythm and roll a ditty;"

……

The historian carried a pen, and saw that Chang Ming was the only one in the court hall who was laughing, leaned over and asked, "Which masterpiece are these two adults using? Why doesn't your officer understand it?"

Chang Ming stopped laughing, and said in a serious voice, "Mr. Jiao, Personnel, Mian Ling, what do you mean?" The historian was so frightened that he ran back sullenly. .

Later, Huang Yanguan paid homage to the Minister of the Ministry of Rites and was enshrined for three generations, but that is a later story.At this moment, Han Shui was so ashamed that he got under the dragon case and asked tremblingly, "Wait, what do you have to say?"

That virtuous man snorted coldly.

Qi Lin couldn't stand it anymore, and finally stood up and pulled Lin Yun's sleeve: "Lord Zuo Cheng, it's over, over, there are other state affairs going on."

For example, the newly built Jingheng Hall, the enlightenment of the barbarians in Zhou Dynasty, the collection of local salt and iron taxes and silver, and the repair of the Eastern Bird Temple, etc., the ministers discussed slowly, and it was noon after the discussion was completed.

Eunuch Jin Nian said: "Retreat." The hall was filled with the sound of retreating footsteps, mixed with ignorant sighs one after another.

"What did those two adults mean by what they just said?" "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I didn't understand." "I'm also very ignorant."

The figures dispersed, and the candles flickered slowly.

Han Shui threw the mask into Qi Lin's arms and said, "Return my innocence." Qi Lin was dressed in a crane robe, handsome and handsome, and said with a smile, "Xuan Yi won't let my minister set up old accounts, so I can only do it slowly." .”

Han Shui lay on the dragon case, tapped a rhythm with his fingertips, and his eyes were filled with clouds and smoke.Qi Lin: "What is Xuan Yi thinking?" Han Shui: "What's going on with you and Lin Yun?"

Qi Lin was silent, and said: "At first I wanted to kill him, but later I saw that he was willing to help Lu Yong, and I saw that you wanted to keep him, so I endured it. Later, King Nanjing wanted to make a national funeral. Taking the overall situation into consideration, I feel..."

Han Shui sighed.The yin and yang poles, mutual restraint and mutual growth, these two people in the court, one loves to the bone, the other hates the soul, how can it not make people feel heartbroken.

Han Shui went down the steps, walked up to Qi Lin, looked at him and said, "Since Lin Yun has saved Lu Yong's official position for Yuetianying, then when your Ministry of Industry builds the Sparrow Temple, you will have a share of it. This is Court rules."

Qi Lin smiled, with ambiguous eyes: "So you understand everything." The sun was rising at noon, and warm waves poured into the hall, blowing the long hair of Mr. Xuanyi to emit a burst of fragrance.

Han Shui: "Aren't you afraid that you will suffer? I..." Qi Lin couldn't help pulling him into his arms again, and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Xuanyi, you should be careful, don't suffer from this Marquis."

The author has something to say:

I went to see "Reunion 3" today, it was so cruel.

Those little yellow sentences have been on my mind for a long time.

Thank you little angel I love you~~~