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This organization, Ye Bu Su, has always been very mysterious. Even cabinet ministers and military bosses are very afraid of Ye Bu Su.
They are not like the Jin Yiwei of the Ming Dynasty, who were often used to deal with ministers. But occasionally showing off his edge is enough to shock people.
On the way back from Xijing last time, the emperor worked hard to seize a group of corrupt officials in just a few days, which caused a great deterrent effect.
But this time, in the face of the turbulent trend of Confucianism and Legalism in the world, Ye Bushou is like countless ghosts dormant in the darkness. Once activated, in a short period of time, it can quickly change the direction of the public opinion of the entire world. This kind of How can one not be shocked by his abilities
Think about it, you don't have to resort to other means. As long as you use this kind of public opinion offensive, you can quickly make a person stink and make you unable to defend yourself.
Rumors can kill people, even if they are just gossips, if they are told by too many people, they can kill people.
Among the three giants of Ye Bu Suan this time, the deputy capital commander Yan Gaofei was swept out of Ye Bu Shuo. The capital commander and Du Qianshi were not spared either. They were fined one year in salary and demoted three levels. This is a wake-up call for Ye Bushou.
Yan Gaofei was removed from his post, and there was bound to be a major adjustment within Ye Bu Shu, but the specific adjustments were not known to the ministers in the court. Only the emperor probably knew about this matter.
These days, Qin Mu really didn't care about political affairs and lived a peaceful life.
As the New Year approaches, Nanjing is extremely prosperous and lively, with busy traffic everywhere.
In the Xiyuan beside Mochou Lake, it is very quiet, with misty waves and waves. Boats pass by without leaving a trace on the lake. White clouds curl down the mountainside, and the water and sky are clear.
Whose young master stands on the head of a boat, with a purple wooden hairpin on his head, and a green shirt floating on his body. A charming and suave man, he put the scroll in his hand behind his back and chanted loudly:
Yue girls pick lotuses by the autumn water. The sleeves are narrow and light, revealing the double gold necklace. Picking flowers in the shadow looks like a face. Hearts are only in turmoil.
The wind and waves are late at the beach of Yichi. The dew is heavy but the smoke is light, and I don’t see the company I came with when I came. The faint singing sound returns far away. The sorrow of separation leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River.
Li Xiangjun, with her skirt trailing six pictures of the water of the Xiangjiang River and a section of Wushan clouds on her temples, walked out of the cabin with a jade lamp and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, if you participate in the Spring Festival in March, you will definitely win the top prize."
"Xiangjun, please don't mention this sad thing."
Li Xiangjun was startled. Then she remembered that he failed to pass the imperial examination three times in the past. She quickly smiled and said: "Nu Nu thought it was wrong. Even if your majesty really takes part in the imperial examination again, it will definitely be difficult for him to be named on the gold list."
Qin Mu sat back on the lounge chair in front of the cabin and said unhappily: "Xiangjun, if you dare to continue to attack me, let's see how I deal with you."
"Your Majesty is a man of great talent, who is qualified to serve as His Majesty's tutor? His Majesty has naturally failed in the imperial examinations many times. Hee hee..."
Qin Mu said disapprovingly: "Xiangjun, don't come to coax me. Back then, in your eyes, I was just a nerd."
Li Xiangjun is not in a hurry. Squatting down next to him, he offered the jade cup and said, "Nu Nu doesn't care whether your majesty is a nerd or a ninety-five-year-old. Nunu never cared about this from the moment he decided to go to southern Gansu."
Qin Mu held the jade cup and drank halfway, then stopped. Putting the jade cup on the table next to him, he hugged Li Xiangjun into his arms without saying anything, looking at the white clouds on the mountainside half-circling the green mountains...
Li Xiangjun, who was held in his arms, closed his eyes and rubbed his head gently on his chest.
Thinking back to the time when she was thrown into jail in Nanchang, she was incompetent when she was yelled at every day, and the land was unresponsive. She was tried at the Yamen of the Chasi Yamen. She suffered all the grievances, but she did not shed a single tear. She could not believe that she could be so strong.
But when hundreds of cavalry rushed towards the Chasi Yamen, and the Yamen guarding the gate came to stop them, and someone suddenly shouted, "I am Qin Mu!", all her strong outer shell was shattered in an instant, and she burst into tears. He couldn't control himself, so he turned around and ran out of the lobby...
Li Xiangjun will never forget the feeling of throwing herself into his arms, the feeling of her whole heart being rubbed and melted directly into his body. Over the years, although he was not around many times, she could still remember every scene when he was around.
It is difficult for people who have never been in love to understand that feeling. Looking back, that kind of beautiful feeling is indescribable in words, like poetry and song.
I won’t get tired of reading you a thousand times,
Reading you feels like March,
romantic season,
intoxicating poetry,
Well... ... ..
I won’t get tired of reading you a thousand times,
Reading you feels like spring,
joyful classic,
Beautiful full stop.
Well... ... ..
Between your eyebrows,
Lock up my love and pity,
between your lips and teeth,
Keep my vows.
Everything you move,
control my sight,
You are my poem,
I won’t get tired of reading you a thousand times.
I read you a thousand times,
nor tired of it,
Read you.
Hearing Li Xiangjun murmuring in his arms, Qin Mu couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. He had changed a lot in this era, including music, including Li Xiangjun's life.
Listening to her soulful singing, that tender feeling filled my heart.
The sun is dancing on the lake, the spring breeze has come early, passing over the water, ruffling the clear waves of the lake, the cloud sails are far away from the sky, and the white birds are flying on the waterside, ethereal and leisurely.
With the beauty in his arms, Qin Mu didn't have the slightest idea of doing anything bad. He could feel warm and comfortable holding her petite and exquisite body.
At this time, a cry suddenly came from behind the boat: "Oh, come on, come on! The damn fish dragged my fishing rod away, please hurry up...turn the boat around..."
A burst of anxious shouting broke the warm feeling in Qin Mu's heart. He rolled his eyes. Li Xiangjun just looked up and saw her. She couldn't help but laugh and twisted her waist to break free from his embrace.
At this time, Qiao'er, who was wearing a goose-yellow palace dress, walked through the middle cabin with her skirt in hand, hurriedly squatted beside Qin Mu and begged him: "Brother Qin, Brother Qin, please help me quickly. My fishing rod was dragged away by the fish..."
Qin Mu raised his hand and flicked her forehead and said, "Why are you so good at fishing? Why did you go there so early? There are no butterflies here..."
Qiaoer flashed her big eyes and asked, "Your Majesty, what kind of butterfly?"
"I heard that there was a little tabby cat who wanted to eat fish. He took the fishing rod to the river. As soon as the fishing rod was put down, a butterfly flew by, and the little tabby cat pounced on the butterfly. You know the result."
"No! No! I'm not a little cat." Qiao'er pursed her lips and said dissatisfied, "Brother Qin doesn't want to help me, but he still calls me a little cat. Huh, I'll ignore you."
"Yo ho!"
"Ignore you!"
"Hahaha... ... ... "
Qin Mu laughed and stood up, starting to undress and take off his belt.
For a moment, both Yun Qiaoer and Li Xiangjun could not help but widen their beautiful eyes.
Qiao'er even subconsciously covered her collar, but she soon let go and narrowed her eyes to look at Qin Mu.
Qin Mu took off his outer robe, raised his hand and flicked it again, laughing and saying: "Girl, what are you thinking about? Why are you so crazy about you..."
Yun Qiaoer covered her painful forehead, her face suddenly turned red. She sniffed unconsciously and asked suspiciously: "Brother Qin, what are you... ?”
Phew!
Qin Mu suddenly fell overboard and answered her with a sound of water. At this moment, Qiaoer and Li Xiangjun couldn't help being frightened. They stood beside the boat and screamed in panic.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
"Brother Qin, Brother Qin! Come quickly, help your majesty..."
The boat the guards were riding in was quite far away. Apart from the boat girl, who on this boat could go into the water to save people
Seeing that Qin Mu didn't get up after entering the water, Qiaoer's tears suddenly burst out of his eyes, and his whole heart seemed to be broken suddenly. He couldn't think more about it, so he jumped into the lake.
"Qiao'er! Qiao'er!" Li Xiangjun's face turned pale with shock. She only held on to Qiao's skirt, she exclaimed twice, and actually jumped down too.
As soon as Qin Mu emerged from the water, he heard the sound of "Plop! Plop!" and quickly wiped the water droplets from his face. At first glance, this...
"What's going on here?"
"What's going on here?"
Qin Mu shouted loudly and hurriedly swam over. Li Xiangjun was still floating in the water. On the other side, a bunch of hair could be seen sinking...
Qin Mu didn't dare to neglect for a moment. He swam over and grabbed the bunch of hair and pulled it up. Oh my God! Over there, Li Xiangjun fluttered twice and began to sink. This time it was terrible...
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