Less than a day after Qi Min was arrested in jail, he was released all the way through.
Even the postmaster even felt guilty about him, an old school that he didn’t like as a kid. After releasing him from the prison, he actually left him in the palace and gave him a few words of comfort before letting him go home. .
When Qi Min returned home, the street was already brightly lit.
His whole family had been released from the prison, and they were waiting to greet him at the door. Several of his friends, also waiting in front of his house, saw him getting off the carriage, and came forward to congratulate him.
Not dying in a catastrophe is also considered a happy event. After greeting them one by one, Qi Min welcomed everyone into the mansion, leaving them to have a simple meal before returning.
The officials naturally did not decline.
Qi Min set up a banquet at home to congratulate everyone. He was frugal on weekdays, and his house was searched this time, but he didn't copy much silver.
Therefore, the preparation for the banquet was quite simple, but everyone at the banquet was his best friend and knew him as a person.
The officials closed their doors for a feast, and when they were full of wine and food, their speeches gradually became more open.
"Only in the court today, I know what is inhumane feelings." One of the officials said viciously, holding a wine glass.
For a while, everyone lost their voices and gradually quieted down.
The official said to himself: "Master Qi can be considered a lot of peaches and plums all over the world. Who is not a literati who has been acquainted with? But today this group of people who framed him, fanned the flames, and took the opportunity to disregard the relationship, it was him. A disciple who has been carefully promoted!"
Although Qi Min has never been a Mr. One Day, scholars have always followed the rules. If folk students want to be officials, they have to pass the scientific examinations. In the imperial examinations and examinations, they always want to appreciate the kindness of the examiners, so they should be worthy of their teachers as their examiners.
And Qi Min has been the chief examiner for how many imperial examinations so far.
Hearing this, there was no sound during the dinner.
After a while, an official drank all the wine in the glass and put the glass on the table with a clang.
"Dun Ting...! Who can think of it, it is Dun Ting who does this kind of thing!"
All the officials present here know that Zhao Dunting Qi Min is the most filial piety. Zhao Dunting was destitute and destitute, and sold his ancestral property for scientific research in Beijing. However, he was robbed by thieves outside the city, and he was penniless when he entered Beijing. It was Qi Min who met and helped him at that time, which allowed him to gain a foothold in Beijing and take the exam.
After that, Zhao Dunting reported back to Qi Min year after year, which was also in the eyes of everyone.
Hearing this, the expressions of everyone at the dinner became heavier. But Qi Min was silent for a while, picked up his chopsticks, picked up some vegetables, and sent them to the entrance.
"I didn't teach him a day. He was admitted to Juren and served the court. It was all his own ability and good luck." He said lightly. "I can't be regarded as his teacher, nor can he be regarded as betrayal to me."
For a time, everyone sighed.
Someone went on to say: "What happened today is also a good thing for Qi Gong. It is a blessing in disguise to see the nature of some people clearly."
The official on the side applauded: "Yes. The only one under Master Qi, Zhang Yan who forced the emperor to thoroughly investigate Master Qi's relatives and friends, is a hidden person."
Several people around nodded.
But Qi Min put down his chopsticks.
"He is not," he said.
The official on the side was surprised: "Master Qi means...?"
Seeing Qi Min staring at the cup on the table, he slowly said.
"He seems to have fallen into trouble today, but he didn't forget to involve Zhao Dunting. If it weren't for him, I would have been in a different place at this time. What he did, on the contrary, seemed to have known something in advance, he stood up to save me."
There was a silence during the dinner.
"I just don't know how he knew who was standing behind him."
At this moment, an official spoke slowly.
"Master Qi, I have some personal relationships with Zhang Yan. He was drunk a few days ago and he said a word to me."
Qi Min looked at him and saw him speak slowly.
"He said... He wants to do something for His Royal Highness King Jing. He doesn't know his life or death, but he must do it."
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When Hua Deng first appeared, Zhao's Mansion had almost checked.
The officers and soldiers dispersed. The Zhao family was arrested and demobilized early in the morning. The heavy door was slowly closed and a seal was put on it.
Zhao's house, which was crowded with people, fell into a dark silence.
At this moment, several shadows sprang up on the eaves, and they were very fast, like an owl in the night, rushing to the wall from the darkness, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the darkness again.
These are the dead men behind Xu Du's hand.
After a few flashes of black shadows, they plunged into a dark alley. With half a stick of fragrant work, the alley was already empty. The few people in night clothes were nowhere to be seen, except for a few unobtrusive little servants, dressed in coarse cloth and shorts, carrying the sundries purchased from the busy city, and went straight into the palace of Jing.
And no one paid attention. There was a bottomless dead end beside the street where they disappeared. Turn there, walk some distance in, and you can smell the smell of blood.
There were a few people lurking there quietly, and under their feet, there were dozens of corpses lying on the hill.
These corpses are the hands of these people.
There was an inaudible footstep.
"Let's go." The man stood still in front of the corpse and said slowly.
I saw the viper-like figures climbing on the wall in the dark, and they all moved alive when they heard this. One of them sprang down from the wall, ripped off his mask, walked to the corpse, and kicked it casually.
"It's over," he said. "The killer sent by the old thief Pang is really capable."
I saw that the person who had been watching the wind earlier also tore off his mask.
It was Wei Kai.
"Working brothers, clean up these things." He looked at the corpses and said. "Be sure to leave no traces."
"Commander Wei, don't worry." A human being on the side. "Let's do errands, you just have to rest assured."
Then, several people got busy in the dark.
The one who spoke earlier was busy while saying: "I don't know what the general thinks. I think it's a big deal. Even Commander Wei has worked."
A person next to him smiled and said: "No, I'm eager to see this battle, I thought I was going to rescue the general from Prince Jing's Mansion."
Someone went on to say: "Who knows to protect a few dead men secretly. Commander Wei, do you know whose family these dead men belong to, they are so precious?"
I saw Wei Kai scolding with a calm face: "Don't gossip, move faster."
Several people laughed a few times when they heard the words, and they were silent, and then proceeded neatly.
Wei Kai stood by, frowning tightly.
Not only his brothers were puzzled, but even he didn't know why.
King Jing wanted to fight Pang Shao, he probably knew about it; King Jing did this thing, he also heard about it.
The general asked him to make arrangements early in the morning so that they could hide in the dark in advance, waiting for the dead soldiers who escorted Jiang Suizhou to retreat.
Although the general was indeed as expected, and indeed Pang Shao's people came here to investigate and were killed by them, but Wei Kai didn't know why the general made such an unnecessary move.
Was it to kill this group of Pang Shao's men, or was it because of the dead men of the Jing Palace, what was so extraordinary
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Those two jars of Jiang Suizhou wine are fine wines that have been kept in the Fuzhong for many years. The original owner seems to love this very much, but he doesn't drink it much. There are a lot of fine wines brought from Yecheng in the mansion.
This is one of them.
And Jiang Suizhou did not expect that in ancient times, the liquor from the Northland was so strong.
He carried the wine jar to Huo Wujiu's room, and Huo Wujiu had just had dinner.
When Jiang Suizhou saw him sitting on the bed, he remembered that he was still injured, and hurriedly asked, "You are still taking medicine, can't you drink alcohol?"
Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and saw him holding the wine jar, and asked, "Yes?"
Jiang Suizhou naturally knew what he was talking about. He raised his hand to let the people back down, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's all in the plan."
Huo Wujiu's gaze stopped on the smile on his face, and he didn't move away for a moment.
I saw Jiang Suizhou put the wine jar on the table, sat down on the left, and said: "I wanted to celebrate with you, but I forgot whether your injury was good. Otherwise, it's not a big deal. hinder."
But Huo Wujiao repeated: "Celebrate with me?"
Jiang Suizhou nodded.
"In any case, Pang Shao has hatred with you. He suffered a big loss, and for you, he is a happy thing."
His words were quite high-sounding, and the lights were all around at this time, and it seemed a little uncomfortable.
He paused, put one hand on the wine jar, put his chin on the back of his hand, looked at Huo Wujiu, and laughed candidly.
"There is really no one else. There are very few people who know about this. Gu Changyun is unreliable. Xu Du hasn't finished his work. Wouldn't he be suffocated if he asks you to celebrate?"
He was very relaxed at this time, and the disguise on his face was also removed, revealing that lazy and gentle appearance.
Seeing Huo Wujiu remained silent, but his subordinates were neat, pulling over the wheelchair with one hand, and supporting him, he settled on the wheelchair, walked straight to the table, and sat opposite Jiang Suizhou.
He did not speak, but opened the wine jar.
For a while, the aroma of wine overflowed and filled the room.
Jiang Suizhou was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly raised his hand to press him.
"Can you drink? Just forget it, don't delay treatment..."
But seeing Huo Wujiu's eyes lifted, his dark eyes were particularly bright under the lights.
"I have brought all the wine, do you not drink it?"
Jiang Suizhou always felt that his eyes were smiling at the moment.
Although I can't see it, I can't grasp the clue, but it is shining, like sunlight dangling on the tip of a gun, shining in people's eyes, and making people dizzy for a while.
He involuntarily took his hand away, allowing Huo Wujiao to skillfully pick up the wine jar with one hand, grab two bowls in his hand, and fill the wine.
It wasn't until Huo Wujiu put one of the bowls in front of him that he came back to his senses and was dumbfounded.
The wine in the bowl is very clear, and the wine is rich in aroma, and you can feel strong just by smelling it. This bowl is not small, and the light shining brightly in the bowl caused Jiang Suizhou to shrink a little.
Even before he crossed, he hadn't seen anyone holding a bowl of liquor
He stared blankly at the bowl on the table, then raised his eyes to Huo Wujiu, and said: "Use this to drink?"
I saw Huo Wujiu's face with doubts: "Otherwise?"
He reacted for a moment, and then remembered that the people in their capital seemed unwilling to take bowls and drink. Unlike their border crossings, which had always been short of supplies, they didn't have so many fancy cups, eating meat and drinking, and they used the same guys.
He was a little annoyed for a while, only to show his rusticity.
"Forgot." He said. "I'm going to find someone for a cup."
He was about to walk in the wheelchair, but saw Jiang Suizhou raised his eyes and stopped him.
He saw King Jing's face in front of him, and he seemed to show a bit of self-esteem that he didn't want to show timidity.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it. Today, Pang Shao is unlucky, it's worth my king's bowl of wine."
Huo Wujiu watched him pick up the bowl, and suddenly remembered that when he came back drunk that day, his whole body was full of sweet wine, and he knew it was not strong wine, presumably this person was not drinking well.
He paused, and was about to say the obstruction, but swallowed alive.
He remembered the appearance of this man who was unsteady and fell into his arms that day.
It is full of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.
The author has something to say: Huo Wujiu: I'm an honest person, I don't really want to make my wife drunk, or because I'm rude and I don't know how to use a glass for drinking :D