Taking advantage of the situation to rush to the wind

Jiao Fang twisted his beard and glanced at Yang Ling slightly. Yang Ling shook his head with a smile. He immediately stopped. Under Liu Jin's suggestion, more and more officials surrounded Wang Hua and Yang Tinghe. They were all excited and insisted on asking Yang Ting and Wang Hua to advise the emperor on behalf of the court officials, and to prompt the emperor to publicly apologize for today's ruthless behavior.

Yang Ling returned to Beijing this time and decided to start a general attack on Liu Jin. He knew that if Liu Jin was allowed to continue to be rampant, then there might be more reasons for him to die, and he would be more confident in eradicating him. However, the trip to Bazhou made him know how corrupt the administration in some places had been corrupted. If there were Liu Jin, a traitor, in the court, to cause trouble, how many people would die. Although there was a certain risk to take action now, and there was no certainty that he would win, he had decided to take action now.

To do it, you have to find a high-sounding reason. No matter what the ultimate goal of political struggle is, there must be a high-sounding reason, a reason to be able to see others publicly. Just like these politicians from all walks of life who have won the favor of talent, vent their personal anger, and to take the opportunity to criticize Liu Jin, all raised the banner of "filial piety and ethics", he also needed a high-quality reason.

This reason, because of a wrong statement from Zhengde, and because of the scene where all officials took the opportunity to attack, had been provided to him. Yang Ling, who was no longer Wuxia Amon in politics, immediately seized this opportunity. He followed the trend and used a small fortune to make a fortune. Who is the final winner in this grand ceremony with each purpose? Where will the torrent rush in the end and who will rush towards?

Yang Ling was just watching it funny, and suddenly someone kicked his heel. When he turned his head, he saw a little woman whispering at him and then walked slowly. The girl was covered in white and had a pretty face like a pear blossom. Yang Ling was stunned for a moment before remembering that it was the daughter of the King of Shu. Zhu Xianger, who is now a princess.

Yang Ling was puzzled and looked around, but hesitated before he moved. Zhu Xianger walked to the corner door of the side hall, turned his head and glared at him, then waved his head to the hall, and walked in first. Yang Ling followed in confusion, stood at the door and looked into the head first. He was afraid that Zhu Xianger would jump out from behind the door, so he was hit by a stick. Fortunately, he saw her standing in the hall, and Yang Ling followed in with confidence.

Seeing that there were only Zhu Xianger and two little palace maids standing at the corner of the hall, Yang Ling stepped forward and bowed, "Yang Ling has met Your Highness."

Since Yang Ling exposed Zhu Rangjin's conspiracy and preserved the title of the King of Shu, Zhu Xianger has no prejudice against him. However, Princess Yongchun gave a heart demon that day. When she saw Yang Ling, the little girl was always a little uncomfortable, especially today to encourage Yang Ling to visit Yongfu earlier, and Zhu Xianger felt even more uncomfortable.

She said frivolously: "The Duke of the Kingdom is exempt from gifts. Well... The Duke of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of

Yang Ling said: "Yes, I returned to Beijing yesterday afternoon and came to worship the Empress Dowager early this morning. I have never met the Emperor and His Highness alone."

Zhu Xianger coughed and said seriously: "Well, this... Princess Yongfu is very concerned about the progress of the construction of Baiyi Temple and the preparation of the cost. Uh... Sister Huang heard that you have returned to Beijing and asked you to go to Huang'an to see her and ask... to ask these things in person."

When Yang Ling heard this, he said in embarrassment: "Now? It's not convenient to not have the emperor's will. Since that's the case, I've seen the emperor first, and then I'll go there after asking for the emperor's decree."

Zhu Xianger was relieved when she heard this, and a smile appeared on her face, saying, "No need, the emperor issued an oral order last night. I will ask someone to take you there."

Zhu Xiang'er called two palace maids and asked them to lead Duke Wei to Huang'an and his party. Yang Ling couldn't refuse when he saw that he refused. He had to follow the two palace maids. Walking out of the hall, he saw some of the officials shouting, some of them speak generously, and some of them angrily. Yang Ling couldn't help but frown in disgust.

He could understand Emperor Zhengde's helpless and contemptuous mood. If he were the emperor, he would probably be furious by these bastards, and at least he would have to drag him down and serve him with a big stick. As for, how big is this? They were all angry as if the country was no longer a country. Those who had other intentions were taking advantage of the situation to rob, that's fine, but the corrupt scholars who were talking and crying were really annoying and wished they could.

At this time, the sound was getting higher and higher, and the Empress Dowager could no longer bear it. She and the Empress walked out of the hall with a calm face. The officials were talking about the etiquette. When they saw the two generations of mothers of the nation, how could they not know the etiquette? They immediately stopped talking and bowed down, and then complained to Empress Dowager Zhang about his misfortune.

Yang Ling stood in the side hall corridor, brushed his robe sleeves, and followed the two palace maids. When Zhu Xianger saw him leaving, she hurried back to the empress dowager and quietly pulled Princess Yongchun's sleeves. Princess Yongchun was always with the empress dowager and the empress could not escape. At this time, the two empresses were comforting the ministers and didn't care about her. She quickly took a few steps back quietly, and then asked in a low voice: "Have he gone?"

Zhu Xianger frowned and said proudly: "I am not ready to take action?"

When Yongchun saw that his mother and the queen were facing each other with grievances, as if they had been greatly insulted, and so much that they cried so hard that they were crying, they persuaded them with snot and tears, and said, "Let's go and have a look."

Yongchun had a deep sisterly relationship. She spread the meaning of her sister, but the empress dowager accused her of marriage and chose the short-lived ghost Sanye. Yongchun felt guilty and felt that she had harmed her sister.

Yongfu openly expressed his love for Yang Ling in front of the empress dowager but could not get married. He had no choice but to become a monk and avoid marrying. From Zhengde, he learned that his sister was Yongchun's intention. Although he still disagreed with the princess who married a man with a lot of wives and concubines, he decided to fulfill her sister and try his best to help her to help her make an opportunity.

Yang Ling sat in the plain Zen room, with a cup of tea swaying. There was a faint fragrance in the room, like musk, not musk, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, not chrysanthemum, and she was moved in her heart. This was like the fragrance of her daughter. She couldn't help but think of Yongfu's elegant face, but she thought of her being a monk and a nun, and she was carrying her hair to practice. Her face seemed to have a few sad faces on her face,

While thinking, a tiny sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, but when he arrived at the door, he suddenly slowed down. After a moment of silence, a woman appeared at the door, wearing a moon-white black robe and her beautiful hair was simply tied behind her head.

Yang Ling hurriedly stood up and bowed and said, "I have met His Highness the Princess."

A joy flashed in Yongfu's eyes, then he smiled calmly and said softly: "Duke please sit down. Although I have not yet become a monk, I can only practice with my hair. I am extremely honored in the secular world. I should ask me to cultivate my fate."

Yang Ling murmured and said, Yongfu walked slowly and walked into the room. He said softly: "Duke please sit down. I am reciting scriptures for the Empress Dowager in the Buddhist temple. I heard that the Duke has arrived... Did the Duke just return to Beijing?"

Her black robe is made of silk, with a light and pure moon white. The black robe is very loose, but because it is very soft, it swings with the body when walking, sometimes close to the body, sometimes separates. It can always reflect the curve of her delicate body like a swaying lily, with grace in the ethereality.

This Zen room was empty. There was only a small red sandalwood table in the center, and three or two soft cushions were placed randomly, which looked like a futon in a temple. However, the cushion surface was very fine, but it was not a temple object.

The two of them sat down on the soft cushion, with a small table separated by a small table. Yang Ling said with a frown: "I returned to Beijing yesterday afternoon. It was too late, so I came to the palace today. The search for Bazhou has been completed. After I came back, I went to see the Huang'an. The overall plan has been completed and the main part is building the foundation. Now the sky is warm and the construction is fast. I thought that when the autumn is over, the main temple can be built..."

While listening with a faint expression, Yongfu picked up the teapot and added tea to Yangling. He took out a jade floor furnace from a few strokes and put in spices with his own hands. His movements were neither hurry nor slow, and he was elegant and beautiful.

Yang Ling secretly glanced at Yongfu, and saw her lowered eyebrows and looked calm as water, and there was no trace of Qi Feng's eyes. This black and white robe made her look like a fairy in the clouds, and she couldn't help but feel surprised.

Yongfu felt Yang Ling's eyes betting on him, and his head was hanging down. A red cloud rose slowly from his cheeks and spread to the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. Finally, even his jade-like jade neck felt a little pink, and he was extremely shy for a moment. Yang Ling was unconsciously lost in his mind.

After a while, Yang Ling was sober that he calmed down. He whispered and corrected his face. He continued to report to Yongfu how much property he had collected, how much silver he had sold and how much was sold after the discount, the current planned construction of Baiyi Temple, etc. The cough made Yongfu realize his loss of composure and listened quickly, but he was in a daze for a moment. Yang Ling sat beside her, but his voice seemed to be very far away.

Yang Ling was talking, and noticed Yongfu's expression in a daze, and couldn't help but stop. For a moment, the room was so quiet that it seemed as if you could hear the sound of the two people's heartbeats. The sudden silence made Yongfu suddenly raise his head, and his eyes were as clear as water, and his heart was cocoa. The people in the land of thoughts were right in front of him. He had disappeared for several months. His face was not as haggard as he imagined, but he seemed to be more energetic. The worries, concerns and thoughts for several months were condensed in this deep glance, as if he wanted to see Yangling's heart directly.

When Yang Ling saw Yongfu's eyes, he felt a stern and called out softly: "Princess..." Yongfu also realized that he had stared at the other person for too long. He shyly turned his eyes away, stared at the faint fragrance of the incense burner and said softly: "What is autumn... the autumn Lord's Temple can be covered..."

Yongfu seemed to have just woken up from some thoughts and said softly: "The Duke of the State just returned to Beijing. I am very happy to see me. As for the matters of Xiu'an, I just listen to it, just take the initiative." After that, he glanced at Yang Ling very quickly.

The gentle glance, which made all the things that could not be said or said, and that I wanted to say but I was not satisfied, all my thoughts were silently handed to Yang Ling's eyes. Yang Ling was stunned, and felt something was wrong, but she couldn't think of it. He stood up hurriedly and said, "I just entered the palace today and haven't seen the emperor yet. If... if there is nothing else, I will take it back first."

Yongfu was a little disappointed, but he couldn't think of a reason to keep a guest. He pursed his lips and lowered his head sadly and said, "Then... I'll give it to the Duke."

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "I dare not, princess, please stop, uh... Mr. Xiuyuan please stay. I...I..." Yang Ling bowed and suddenly touched something under her sleeve. He couldn't help but pause. He quickly took out the bracelet from her sleeve and said, "Ah, I'm in Bazhou and found that this string of red jade beads is very cute. He specially brought it to Beijing to worship Your Highness."

A trace of disbelief flashed through Yongfu's eyes. He stared at the string of red beads, as if he wanted to reach out to take it, but then he stopped and said embarrassedly: "I... I am a cultivator now, what do you want to do with this thing?"

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "This... this is a string of beads, which Yang Ling accidentally found. He felt that it was the most compatible with His Highness, so he took the initiative to offer it. I hope His Highness will not dislike it."

Yongfu hesitated for a moment before he took it in his hand and said softly: "Thank you, Duke."

Yang Ling hurriedly bowed and said, "I dare not, don't you dare. Your Highness stayed, I'll take a break."

Watching Yang Ling leave in a hurry, Princess Yongfu sighed quietly, then looked down at the so-called string of beads. Is this a string of beads? It is clearly a string of bracelets. She lifted up her sleeves and put the bracelet on. Her delicate and white wrists showed a little from under her clothes, like a tube of polished crystal jade. The string of red beads were set on her white wrists, and the white ground and red were all pink and indescribable brightness.

Rubbing the smooth and warm beads on his wrist, Princess Yongfu was in a daze: Autumn. Autumn is about to move to Yangling's mansion to live. Alas, I used to worry about the difference between the two, and there will never be a chance, but now I seem to have a chance, but he doesn't know his own intentions, so how dare he step over the line? The one who just looked at him a few more glances and scared him away, and the general who has been through many battles. That little bit of courage is really not a man, so he was angry to death by him.

But if he doesn't understand the center of his earth, he gave him this beaded chain again. How to get close to him? Yangling, Yangling, I, Zhu Xiuning, for you, even used the means of becoming a monk. Do I have to tear this layer of window paper? Could it be... Could it be that I, a little nun, even seduce you?

"Tu" and when he thought of this, Yongfu suddenly turned red and felt ashamed of himself.

"What are sisters doing? Have you ever had tea and tea stalks?" Yongchun and Zhu Xianger broke in rashly, and were about to meet Princess Yongfu and were trying to get over and spit out shyly.

When Princess Yongfu saw her sister arrive, she became even more shy and hurriedly said, "No...no..."

"Nothing is gone? The Ministry of Internal Affairs is so brave. I haven't eaten the lesson yet. I really think my sister has become a monk. What kind of tea is served? There is actually tea stalk?"

Princess Yongchun was very angry. She hid outside with Zhu Xianger just now and eavesdropped on her. Her sister was so warm that she loved her, but she didn't dare to say a word, which made her so anxious. As a result, Yang Ling was so desperate that she gave her Buddhist beads to her. It was really annoying. He was quite willing to let her become a monk?

The little girl was angry about this, but when she rushed in, she thought the Ministry of Internal Affairs was taking bad tea to serve her sister. Princess Yongchun was angry while pouting. Suddenly, she saw a red light flashing on her sister's wrist. She looked at her eyes. Yongchun couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sister, don't you want any jewelry anymore? When did you put beads on them again..."

Zhu Xianger grabbed Yongfu's hand, looked carefully at the red jade bracelet, and praised: "Wow, it's crystal clear and red as blood. It's the best agate bracelet. It's so beautiful, it's rare that each grain is full and round, and the same size."

Yongfu hurriedly took off his sleeves and said embarrassedly: "No..., this is not a bracelet, this is... this is a string of rosary beads given to me by Lord Yang."

Yongchun asked blankly: "Rose? Is this how the rosary worn?"

Princess Yongfu's face turned red and her neck became thicker, like a shrimp that jumped into the oil pan. She argued in anger: "I said it was a rosary, it was a rosary, otherwise what would you say?"

When Yongchun saw that the emperor was going crazy, he nodded quickly and said, "Rose, rosary, this is the rosary!"

Zhu Xianger also said authentically as if a chicken pecked at the rice: "Yes, yes, it is clearly a rosary, uh... the rosary given by Lord Yang... the rosary..."

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, Princess Yongfu's heart is moved: Rosary, chanting Zhu, Lord Yang chanting Zhu... Is this what it means? He is a scholar, and he must understand these methods of using things to describe emotions and smearing things around the bush.

Princess Yongfu's heart pounded again: If it weren't for this, it was obviously a bracelet, why did he insist on saying it was a rosary? Could it be... Could it be that he was hinting to me, but I didn't understand?

Yang Ling's words rang in his ears again: "This is a string of rosary. Yang Ling accidentally found it and felt that it was the most compatible with Your Highness, so he took the initiative to offer it. I hope Your Highness will not dislike it."

Nian Zhu, I'm in line, I hope I don't dislike him. Oh, is he related to one word? If that's the case, I have no indication. He will definitely be disappointed. I... I'm really stupid!

Zhu Xianger accidentally said, Princess Yongfu was full of thoughts, and her heart was worried about gains and losses, and she became upset again.

Yang Ling arrived in front of Yongfu. I wondered if it was because of the guilt of her situation, she was so dull and unable to speak. As soon as she left the temple, her mind became flexible again. Yang Ling didn't know what the situation in Changshou Palace is now. She hurried to see that because the ceremony was discussed and the worship activities were completely destroyed, the officials were gone. Yang Ling asked the eunuch that Zhengde was now in the West Warehouse, and rushed to the scene.

Zhengde was so angry that he was so unreasonable that he was listless when he saw Yang Ling. Yang Ling comforted him with kind words and briefly introduced the situation in Bazhou. He then asked for a few days of leave, and then sorted out the details of Bazhou into a book, and then paid the imperial edict. Yangling even lived a day in the past. Whenever Emperor Zhengde had important things, he often asked Yang Ling to run around outside, and felt sorry for him, so he naturally agreed.

Yang Ling came out of Qianqing Palace, walked around the front hall, and looked at Wuying Hall intentionally. Jiao Ge Lao was indeed shaking at the entrance of the hall. When he saw Yang Ling arrive, he turned around and walked into the hall. Yang Ling didn't say anything. He turned around and followed him.

As soon as he entered Wuying Hall, Jiao Ge Lao rushed to send the eunuch out and asked anxiously: "Duke, what's wrong today is. At first, it was just a few officials who were seeking fame and honor, and they were a little angry. However, later, the civil and military affairs in the court were in a raging manner, and it was clearly a different intention. The disciples saw many people from Liu Jin surrounding Yang Tinghe and Wang Hua, asking them to take the lead in advising the emperor, with bad intentions."

Every time Yang Ling came, Jiao Fang would pour tea for him with his own hands. This time he was really anxious and worried, and he didn't care about these etiquettes. Yang Ling saw him wandering around in a hurry and couldn't help but smile: "Haha, I naturally know that I don't have to think about this matter. Is it still a good thing if Liu Jin is willing to encourage support?"

Jiao Fangqi said, "Duke can see it? Then... why don't you stop it? With your prestige and status, if you come forward to appease me, and with the great master Yang and Wang Shangshu highly respect you, you will definitely respond. How can Liu Jin's treacherous plan succeed? Now those people are all proudly polite. Yang and Wang are in their positions, and they can't help but agree. Even though they know they are driving the tiger and even trapped in it, they have to agree.

Alas! According to the opinions of his subordinates, Liu Jin must be coveting the position of Minister of Rites. What should I do? The emperor was furious. Grand Secretary Li had not yet rushed back. The Duke could not speak about politics, and the subordinates could not speak out. Maybe Liu Jin could kill two birds with one stone and drag Grand Secretary Yang down. If the Qingliu school was completely defeated, the Duke's plan would be even more difficult to achieve in the future."

Yang Ling smiled calmly and said, "Please sit down, why worry?"

He turned over the teacup and poured a cup of tea for Jiaoge Lao. While pushing the tea over, he said, "Why do you need to come? I'm ready to do it!"

Jiao Ge Lao was stunned and said in a lost voice: "Now? Grand Secretary Li has not come back yet, so one less help is needed. In addition, one always needs a breakthrough in Qikou. This is the opportunity..."

His eyes flashed and he suddenly said, "Duke must also take advantage of the opportunity of all officials discussing etiquette and forcing the emperor to issue a crime and have been punished?"

Yang Ling smiled quietly and said, "That's right!"

Jiao Ge Lao said suspiciously: "Although the emperor has a kind intention today, his words and actions are contrary to the way of filial piety and etiquette. All officials use this as a basis to put pressure on the emperor, with one purpose, but the same reason, and the word "reason" is in hand. All things are not bad.

However, the emperor nowadays hates others to control themselves and the more they force themselves, the more they resist. It was precisely because Liu Jin saw this that he wanted to use the supreme power of the Nine Five Supreme to suppress the etiquette mastered by all officials and take the opportunity to remove the Qingliu faction and defeat the Qingliu faction.

The Duke of the State, one is ritual and the other is power. What is the purpose of the Duke of the State to intervene? How to control Liu Jin? The subordinates... I can't really figure out how to do this to lure the fire on Liu Jin?"

Yang Ling laughed and said, "Ge Master, I knew you would have some questions. I was afraid that you would not be able to calm down, so I came to know you. Now the court is in the court, each with its own goals, and the wind is blowing from all officials and burning the nameless fire of the emperor. This fire is directed to all officials. It seems that it cannot attract Liu Jin..."

Yang Ling stood up and said, "The Master of the Communist Party these days, may as well watch coldly, not encourage, not stop, and not participate, so that the wind will blew more messy and the fire will burn a little bigger. When I go to court to punish the ground..."

The smile on his face gradually became colder, his eyes slowly became sharp, and he said word by word: "At that time, it was the beginning of the final decisive battle between Liu Jin and me in this Forbidden City."

The emperor's duties are greater than etiquette, and there is no greater etiquette than filial piety, and filial piety is greater than sacrifice.

Emperor Zhengde disdained this and violated the officials. The scholars had always adhered to the unswerving purpose and violated the moral bottom line in their hearts. The officials seized the great reason that the emperor was unfilial and had lost the way of the ruler, and began to attack the emperor.

Shufen, the counselor, was furious about the emperor's reckless words and actions today, and he still did not repent. When he returned to the mansion, he wrote a essay "A Letter to Respond to the Heart of the Holy and Filial Piety". He wrote a public letter to accuse the emperor and debated with the emperor about filial piety, the principles of heaven and human desires.

Speaking of Shufen, few people know about it, but when he mentioned a poem he later wrote: "It's just for a wall to send a letter from thousands of miles to him, so why not let him have three feet? The Great Wall is still here today, and I won't see Qin Shihuang back then." That's familiar.

This kind brother was not only talented, but also very filial. Later, his kind mother died of illness and became sick. He passed away. The word filial piety was even bigger than that of heaven in his heart. How could he tolerate the emperor's contempt for filial piety?

Shufen is a composer and counselor of the Hanlin Academy. In fact, many officials of the Hanlin Academy work part-time jobs. Shufen contacted his colleague Cui Tong and seven others to submit this memorial together, so not only did he know it inside and outside the palace, but also widely circulated among the people. Gentlemen and students rush to pass it on and appreciate it.
To be continued...