Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 235 What about his "chess piece"
The carriage started from the Seventh Prince's Mansion, and slowly passed through the bustling and rich long streets in central Beijing.

On the corner of the blue-grey eaves, the beast flies, forming a blurry shadow in the mist and rain. The horse's hooves step over the stone slab, creating a thin layer of mist. A fine hookah that won't melt away.

"Your Highness... are we going to enter the palace like this?" The young scholar with the veil on his head looked nervous, his hands unconsciously clenched the clothes on his knees, "Could it be... a little hasty?"

"Then what else? How do you want to enter the palace?" Mo Junli smiled back, "Should Yan Chuan take you over the wall? Or disguise you as an eunuch and sneak into Qianyang Palace?"

"These methods are indeed feasible on weekdays, but today's palace test, there are more than twice as many guards in the imperial city than usual. If I let you in like that, you will definitely be arrested as an assassin."

"No, no, Your Highness, you have misunderstood." Lu Zixiu repeatedly waved his hands, "What Caomin means...isn't it appropriate for Caomin to follow you into the palace like this?"

"Caomin is here today to identify Lord Chao and the steward of the Hou's Mansion who secretly handed over the matter. After the matter is completed, the Hou's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion will definitely bear a grudge against Caomin."

"Cao Min's status is low, and his life is also low. In addition, Cao Min has died once, so he is not afraid of being hated, but you... If you bring Cao Min into the palace, don't you also have to be implicated by Cao Min?"

"Your Highness, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, not to mention that you are a life-saving grace to the grassroots?" Lu Zixiu bowed his head and lowered his voice, "If you are really hated by those people because of the grassroots, the grassroots Really..."

Then he really deserves to die.

The corners of the young scholar's lips tightened. After getting along with him these days, he has already decided that Mo Junli is a good character, kind but not stupid, decisive but not cruel. If he can inherit the great rule in the future, he will definitely be a wise man king.

All the people in the world want nothing more than "stability", and Mo Junli's wings are fledgling right now, and he doesn't want to implicate this prince who is quite a wise gentleman.

"You were worried about this." Mo Junli suddenly broke into a smile after hearing this. He raised his hand, patted the young man's shoulder nonchalantly, and said in a steady tone, "Don't worry, you won't implicate me."

"From the beginning to the end, I used the name of old...cough, my father's name." Mo Junli clenched his fists and coughed, and he almost said again, "Otherwise, you think I brought you in early... What is the purpose of the palace face saint?"

That day when he brought Lu Zixiu into the palace, he didn't do anything to cover up. He asked him to change into the prison clothes on his body, and went into the imperial study brightly.

After today's incident, Liao Zhen and others will definitely go back to investigate their background, and he didn't let the scholar wear a mask and hat because of this day.

Before the palace examination, even if someone in the palace remembered seeing such a face-to-face eunuch, they didn't know that it was Lu Zixiu; after the palace examination, once the big fraud case was announced, everyone would definitely think of it.

At that time, as long as Liao Zhen and the others pay more attention, they will be able to find out easily. Lu Zixiu had already entered the palace to meet the old man dozens of days ago——

Then everything today will become a peerless drama led by the old man in the dark and everyone voluntarily participating in the set.

As for him?
He was just a small chess piece that was ordered by Emperor Yun Jing to save people and took care of the scholar for a short period of time.

His people and power were all given by the scheming emperor, he himself did not get through this muddy water, he only went through some cutscenes and accepted the imperial decree——

He is still the youngest child of Qian Ping who is spoiled by Emperor Yun Jing.

What's more, the old man has made up his mind to kill chickens and monkeys, knock mountains and tigers, and Zhu Sheng and others will have to bleed some blood. When the time comes, they will be so scared by him, and they will not be able to take care of themselves. How can they study his role in it?

Only Mo Shuyuan, that small-minded and poisonous dog, can think about it.

But it didn't matter, he wished that he would think more about it, the more he was afraid of him, the greater the chance of making a mistake, and the faster he would collect his criminal evidence.

"Do you think they will have the guts to bear a grudge against my father?" Mo Junli smiled brightly, and his noble eyebrows and eyes instantly became more arrogance that is unique to young people.

Of course, they have no guts. No matter how powerful the Xiangfu and Houfu are, they are not the only one after all.

In the court, the Chinese and the military are divided into courts to resist the rituals. The generals are respected by the government of the state, and the civil servants are around the prime minister's mansion. However, in addition, there are still some scattered officials in the court who do not want to keep warm with others, and form their own faction but have a solid foundation.

For example, the Xiao Mansion, which has the merits of founding the country, or the Wang family, whose roots are far away in Jianghuai.

After hearing this, Lu Zixiu thought for a moment, then opened his mouth in a daze. He talked for a long time before he murmured two words——

admire.

Sure enough, he was ashamed of himself when he was in a battle with His Highness, and he was willing to bow down.

"So, why do you need to panic? Just follow what I told you before I came out." The boy rolled his eyes.

Before leaving, he carefully sorted out the abdominal manuscript for Lu Zixiu, ensuring that he could stab the knife firmly into the hearts of Chao Ling and Guanshi Zhu, so that the two had nowhere to escape and had to endure the knife forcefully.

Zhu Sheng and the others are very powerful in the court, and they have two more princes in their hands. The case of fraud alone cannot uproot them.

In the end, the old man probably wants to make this big event into a small one, allowing them to introduce a scapegoat at will, and then take the opportunity to cut their two rights that are neither important nor important.

Instead of doing this, seeing the old man pick up the Hou Mansion heavily and put it down gently, he might as well take advantage of the situation and help him.

The old steward has served him in the Anping Marquis' Mansion for many years, and is Zhu Sheng's right-hand man. He has pinched so many secrets of the Marquis Mansion in his hands, except for him, it is like taking away one of Zhu Sheng's arms.

It's always enough to make him hurt for a while.

Besides, of course Lu Zixiu saw that it was indeed Chao Ling and the steward surnamed Zhu!

Mo Junli closed his eyes and let out a low laugh, and looked out of the car window again. The drizzle didn't seem to stop at all, and it was still foggy as far as he could see. Counting the time, the big show that the old man wanted to watch should also be It's time to play—

In Qianyang Hall.

Emperor Yunjing looked at the group of young Gong students in the hall with a smile, the last two sets of palace examinations went very smoothly, as if Bao Hui and others made a fuss, but a small episode in today's palace examination.

Mo Shucheng was still kneeling on the stage in a daze. He was clutching the lightning strike wooden sign at his waist tightly, his eyes were distracted, as if he had been stimulated by some great stimulus, and he looked a little foolish.

Mo Jingyao was too lazy to look at him anymore, so he simply ordered the guards to move him to the corner, so as not to be an eyesore.

Under the stage, the old matriarch finished commenting on the last tribute student's answer, turned to look at the emperor seated, and pushed his sleeves: "Your Majesty, the 180 two tribute students selected today have all completed their school examinations."

"Thanks for your hard work, Taifu." Emperor Yun Jing nodded, raised his hand to signal the old man to sit down first, then got up and walked slowly for two steps, squinting, "I heard that this year there is a scholar surnamed Chen with extraordinary literary talent, and he will give it a try. The article "Theory of War" astounds everyone."

"I was bored the day before yesterday, so I sent Deyong to the Ministry of Rites, and took a look at the transcribed answer sheet. It really is unparalleled in the world."

"But I don't know, who is the scholar surnamed Chen who wrote this article?" The emperor smiled playfully, his eyes slowly gliding over the two scholars surnamed Chen in the audience, and finally stabilized in one place.

　the old emperor started
　　Mo Junli also started
　　quack quack quack

　　"Ge Lun" is a strategy theory written in my weekly diary in my sophomore year of high school. I really don't know what to name it, so I brought it up here

　　I won’t post the original text for you, it’s a bit long
　　I will probably mention a little bit later, the kind of overhaul
　　
　
(End of this chapter)