The next day, the emperor issued a decree, Prince Li, Sun Tong and others forced the palace to rebel, all of them were executed on the spot, and the rest were sent to heaven, beheaded, banished, and imprisoned. The low status can be said to be very involved at the time, causing everyone to be in danger.
On the day that Prince Li’s mansion was raided, there were boxes of gold and silver, so rare and precious that it took three days for the officials sent to count them to understand. The streets of the West City were full of prisoners waiting to be executed, many of them were court officials. Hundreds of people's heads fell to the ground with their knives in their hands. Dajin had not seen such a big scene for many years.
After the punishment is over, it is time to judge the merits and reward, but the Duke of Chang refused the emperor's reward, only because the gods bless, the emperor's glory is still there, when they were fighting against the Liao army on the city wall, the sky suddenly dropped two The thunder was so loud that it killed countless Liao troops. Later, they rushed to the palace to rescue them and were blocked outside the Suzaku gate. It was also suddenly that the thunder came down again. Otherwise, they would not have been able to kill Prince Li easily. Arrive at the council hall to rescue the driver.
The emperor didn't believe it at first, thinking it was just his evasion. Who would have expected someone to go to investigate and found a deep pit outside the Suzaku gate. The scorched earth was pitch-black. In exchange for the reward, he made sacrifices to the heavens in the palace instead, thanking God for his protection.
The Duke of Chang's mansion has been favored to the extreme, and the reward is no longer sealed. It may not be a good thing to cook oil with fire, and flowers are decorated with brocade. The emperor naturally knows this truth in his heart, but the Xie family risked their lives to save the driver. The attitude that should be expressed is still have.
Xie Ping's death was not very honorable, and the funeral was not very publicized. It was low-key and difficult to attract attention. Except for Chang Guogong secretly sighing, only his biological mother Liu Shi would really shed a few tears.
After all the mess was over, it was already the end of the month. The emperor issued an imperial decree to establish Concubine Zhao as the empress and instructed the six palaces. Even Shen Miaoping followed suit because Xie Yuzhi said that the emperor seemed to intend to promote him.
"Promotion? You don't need to be promoted. The position of Inspector of the City is very good. My salary is enough to support my family. I have to pull a few pieces of cloth and make some new clothes for the New Year. It is already much better than ordinary people."
Xie Yuzhi was dressed in plain clothes, dressed in a white uniform, gloomy, handsome, and his temperament was much calmer than before. Although he did not have much friendship with this younger brother Xie Pingzhi, he still fasted according to the rules and did his best.
Hearing Shen Miaoping's words, he asked with a half-smiling smile, "Isn't it good to be promoted? It can be compared to being a small censor who patrols the city with prestige."
Shen Miaoping experienced this incident and seemed to have seen through it, her body was less frivolous and more prudent, but that face still turned all living beings upside down, seeing the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law blush.
"I don't want prestige when I'm an official."
Shen Miaoping hugged Xie Yuzhi from behind, and kissed his face sideways, so tender that it made one's heart palpitate.
Feeling a slight kiss falling between his eyebrows, Xie Yuzhi's eyelids trembled and he closed his eyes subconsciously, he wrapped his arms around Shen Miaoping's neck and entangled his lips and teeth with the other party, before opening his eyes after a long while, he asked with a smile but not a smile: " You don't want prestige, what do you want?"
Shen Miaoping rubbed the tip of his nose lightly, with handsome eyebrows and a face like a crown of jade, she was beautiful and fascinated: "I don't know what I want, but I know that I can't do a big official, it's too small. I don’t take it lightly as an official, this position is just right, I’m content.”
A person's life does not have to be thrilling. In the time of a hundred generations, seventy people are rare. From youth to old age, you will meet many people of all shapes and sizes. These encounters are not accidental, and you will definitely learn something from them. Shen Miaoping's heart is not that big, he is just an ordinary person.
Every day, I patrol the streets with horses and see the smoke rising from the cooking, and the market is slowly bustling. The guys selling steamed buns are very filial. In order to support their elderly parents, they get up before dawn to do business. Every time he encounters a poor family, he will donate medicine for treatment; and the hawker who was smashed by the Liao people in the past, every time he sees Shen Miaoping, he will enthusiastically give a plate of beef in sauce, but he can't push it, which makes Shen Miaoping turn around when he sees him. Walking on the road; the singer of Chunxiaolou will practice singing upstairs in the early morning, and her voice is like a yellow warbler, which is pleasant to the ear...
Then the time was set, when dusk came and the sky was gorgeous, Shen Miaoping should go home to find Xie Yuzhi.
These scenery along the way, he thinks are more interesting than the intrigue in the officialdom. It is more meaningful to bless the safety of the people on one side, and it is more meaningful to live in a hurry than before. Maybe thousands of years from now, the history books will also record the three words "Shen Miaoping" in one stroke, and people in later generations will know that he also lived in this prosperous and romantic dynasty.
Pushing open the window of the Carved Pavilion, a burst of chills came to my face. The pavilions and pavilions outside had already been repaired and were as beautiful as before. Shen Miaoping reached out and took it back, smiling at Xie Yuzhi, "Look, it's snowing first."
Snowflakes fell splendidly between the heavens and the earth, and they melted instantly before they flew into the palm of his hand.
Xie Yuzhi supported his hand, turned over and sat on the edge of the window, looked up and saw snowflakes swirling down from the sky, he said to Shen Miao, "The snow scene here is not beautiful enough, no matter how beautiful it is, it is surrounded by this square wall. Surrounding it is also very clumsy. I went to Mobei in the past, and it happened to be winter. The snowflakes there were like goose feathers and feathers. Wrapped, endless, it can be called magnificent.”
Shen Miaoping pulled a piece of fur to cover his legs: "Then you can no longer fight on the battlefield, do you have any regrets in your heart?"
"I'm not too young. I've already passed that high-spirited age. I may have regretted it before, but now I don't. Everyone wants to be born in a peaceful and prosperous world, and the generals who fight on the battlefield are no exception."
As Xie Yuzhi said that, he withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at Shen Miaoping with a smile in his eyes, and said softly, "The Horse Leather Shroud is never my desired destination..."
He looks very good now, his legs are lame, and he can no longer fight in the battlefield. The emperor will also let go of his guard against the Duke of Chang.
"The best destination for you is to die of old age with me, and then to be buried together."
The wind and snow were getting bigger, Shen Miaoping grabbed Xie Yuzhi's waist and hugged him horizontally from the window sill. The maidservant who was guarding outside the courtyard saw this and gently closed the window, keeping the severe cold out.
Xie Yuzhi glared at him: "Didn't you say before that I was too heavy to hold me?"
Shen Miaoping laughed lightly, "If I say you are serious, then you are serious, and if I say you are stupid, then you are stupid?"
"… "
In the next few days, the wind and snow became stronger and the wealthy and noble families stopped, but there were not a few poor families who froze to death on the streets. After patrolling the streets every day, I will also help in my spare time.
"Thank you sir, thank you sir."
The poor people lined up in a long line, holding porridge bowls in their hands, then took two steamed buns and squatted to the side to eat in a panic, Shen Miaoping stirred the porridge spoon in her hand to make the rice float up. Continue to give.
Someone was cleaning the snow on the road, and two sedan chairmen suddenly appeared on the street not far away. They came here with a small green sedan chair, and finally stopped by the road of the congee factory. Shen Miaoping had just rested. Seeing this, I couldn't help but take a second glance, thinking who would run out in such a cold day.
The curtain was lifted by a slender hand, and then a woman with a veil and fox fur walked out. Although she could not see her face clearly, she was clearly a beautiful woman. The other party got off the sedan chair and went straight to Shen Miaoping. When he came, he made the latter look suspicious.
"Sir Shen, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I still remember Xueyi."
The woman Yingying bowed down and Shen Miaoping recognized her only after hearing the words, and stood up subconsciously, "It turned out to be the girl in Xueyi, is there something wrong with her?"
"I have no intention of disturbing the adults, but I just heard that the imperial court is giving rice porridge here. Although Xueyi is a woman, she wants to do her best, and I hope that the adults will not give up."
Xueyi said that her sleeves moved slightly, and Shen Miaoping found out that she was holding a box in her hand, opened the lock slightly, and inside there were several large-value silver notes and scattered gold ingots, as well as piles of other The pearl hairpin and emerald ring are very valuable.
Shen Miaoping was startled: "This..."
Xueyi handed the box to him involuntarily: "This is for the poor people in Beijing, please don't refuse, and exchange these things for food and clothing."
Shen Miaoping immediately refused, "No, it is not easy for a woman to survive, so a girl should keep her own money for herself."
Xue Yi shook his head: "Sir, don't worry, these things are not owned by Xue Yi alone. There are also a group of sisters in Chunxiaolou. They heard that Lord Shen is making porridge in the city every day, and they also wanted to help a bunch of them. We each took them. That's what makes up so much."
Seeing that Shen Miaoping was still hesitating, Xueyi chuckled lightly, "Your Excellency is a good official, I might as well say it straight, if it is someone next to me who is giving alms here today, we will definitely not take care of it, the money is sent out and I don't know where it will end up. Whose pocket is it? Most of the sisters in the building came from poor backgrounds and were living in fireworks, and they felt the same way about these people. Xueyi originally only wanted to donate more to one person, but they heard that adults were in charge of this matter, so everyone donated. some out."
Shen Miaoping was a little puzzled: "I have never visited the brothel, why... why are they..."
Xueyi didn't explain it any more. All women were born in such an environment, and they all had exquisite hearts. On the day when the fifth prince of the Liao Dynasty made trouble in the Chunxiaolou, although Xie Yuzhi came out to save it, others didn't know. Not sure, it must be Shen Miaoping who opened the mouth behind, otherwise how could General Xie come in person.
Furthermore, although Shen Miaoping, the censor who patrolled the city, looked indifferent, if something happened to the common people, he would not care, and it would be nice to say no to anyone.
"You and General Xie are both good people. The people's hearts are like mirrors. It is inconvenient for Xueyi to stay for a long time, so I will leave first."
Xueyi gathered up the fox fur on her shoulders, and sat back in the sedan chair against the wind and snow. The small green sedan chair went to the distance, and soon disappeared.
Shen Miaoping watched her leave with mixed feelings, and finally put away the box and planned to go to the pawnshop today to exchange these into rice grains and winter clothes, next to a child in tattered clothes was huddled in the corner to avoid the wind, the sound of sniffling attracted Shen Miaoping couldn't help but look back frequently.
Taking two hot steamed buns from the basket and a bowl of hot porridge, Shen Miaoping walked over and placed it in front of him and asked, "Child, why didn't you go to line up just now."
The child sniffed, her face flushed with cold, seeing Shen Miaoping wearing an official uniform, very luxurious, she only felt like a fairy: "A person can only take it once... I... I took it just now... My aunt is sick. ...she can't come..."
Shen Miaoping thought that this child was being honest and handed him the hot steamed bun in her hand and said with a smile, "Nothing, explain the reason to them when you get the porridge and they will give you two copies."
The porridge stall had not been put away, and there was nothing to do anyway, Shen Miaoping squatted in the corner and chatted with him, "How old are you?"
The child was drinking porridge, and when he heard the words, he raised his head and said, "It's twelve years old."
"Have you ever read?"
"My mother is literate, she taught me, but my family can't afford books. I will take the imperial examination to become a high-ranking official in the future, and then I will buy a big house to honor her." With the porridge bowl, I'm afraid I'm about to dance.
Ancient paper was precious, and isolated copies of ancient books were even more difficult to find. Only aristocratic families had thousands of volumes of books. Shen Miaoping reached out and touched the child’s head, thinking that in future generations he would be graduating from elementary school at his age, but in Dajin, like him children abound.
Shen Miaoping patted her knees and stood up and said, "Children, go back early, it's cold outside, don't let your mother worry."