Chapter 314 Who? You said sei?
Pei Xuanyun didn't even have time to eat a hot lunch and hurriedly left Fengge Terrace.
Sitting in the carriage, he ate a few bites of cold, hard sesame cakes with water to fill his stomach.
The crumbs of bread fell onto the front of his official robe, but he had no intention of brushing them off.
With his hands in his pockets, he swayed slightly with the bumps of the carriage, his face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.
He spent the whole day hunting geese but got his eyes pecked by a goose. He shouldn't have let Qin Wenyuan in.
Damn it, it's just looking for trouble!
The tribute of corruption is the best borneol;
Secretly making deals with places like Chengyuan that harbor filth and corruption;
It also involves corruption in disaster relief funds!
Qin Wenyuan was so bold, and what was even more troublesome was that in order to save his own life, he even gave away a piece of intelligence about the aristocratic family's secret contact in Fengjing.
It would be fine if I didn't know about this, but now that I know about it, as the prime minister, there is absolutely no reason for me to conceal it.
And it must be reported immediately, without any delay!
As soon as the carriage stopped in front of the majestic palace gate, Pei Xuanyun lifted his robe and got out of the car, walking hurriedly.
With the prime minister's goldfish bag and pass, he had unimpeded access all the way to the depths of the palace.
As the prime minister of the current dynasty, he naturally enjoyed the privilege of seeking an audience with His Majesty at any time.
In the imperial study, a cool fragrance wafted in the air.
Empress Qin Minghuang was sitting behind the imperial desk, reviewing memorials.
Pei Xuanyun bowed respectfully and presented Qin Wenyuan's memorial.
Qin Minghuang took it and unfolded it calmly.
Naturally, the content of the memorial was nothing new. She had just read it in the early hours of the morning and had it put back as it was.
Even so, she read it again word by word.
"Prime Minister Pei," the empress put down the memorial and raised her eyes. "What are your thoughts on this matter?"
Pei Xuanyun chose his words carefully:
"Your Majesty, I believe the most urgent task is to verify the truthfulness of the information provided by Qin Wenyuan.
If it is true, we will follow the clues, deal with it strictly according to the law, and eliminate the hidden dangers. This is the national law and discipline."
"Oh?" Qin Minghuang raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone unable to tell whether he was happy or angry. "Are you not going to give Qin Wenyuan a chance to atone for his sins?"
Pei Xuanyun's heart sank, and his voice was extremely firm:
"Your Majesty, be advised! Imperial family officials, bearing the Emperor's grace, dare to collude with the aristocratic families and plot against the law. They deserve death!"
Everything Qin Wenyuan did was a heinous crime, unforgivable.
A mere piece of information is not enough."
He knew very well that he had to cut ties with Qin Wenyuan cleanly at this moment, and his attitude had to be extremely clear.
"Okay," Qin Minghuang said with a barely perceptible smile on his lips, "Then let's do as Prime Minister Pei says."
Tsk... The string in Pei Xuanyun's heart instantly tightened, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.
Something is wrong!
Which of the things Qin Wenyuan committed was not a serious crime punishable by death or even the implicate of others?
He came to ask for help, and I handed over a knife, but Your Majesty so lightly adopted the suggestion of "handling it according to the law"?
Not even a single unnecessary question, not even a hint of anger?
Having served the emperor for many years, Pei Xuanyun had a very keen sense of smell. He immediately realized that His Majesty was probably already aware of Qin Wenyuan's actions.
There must be other reasons for not taking any action and delaying the process.
I just happened to run into it and ended up being a useless mouthpiece without knowing what I was doing.
I was dragged into this mess by that idiot Qin Wenyuan, and got myself into trouble for nothing. How unlucky!
There was a brief silence in the imperial study.
After a while, Qin Minghuang saw Pei Xuanyun still standing there, and raised his eyebrows again: "Prime Minister Pei, is there anything else?"
Pei Xuanyun showed a rare hesitation on his face, and said with a stiff upper lip:
"Well... Your Majesty, I do have something I would like to ask you."
"But it's okay."
"I want to ask," Pei Xuanyun said, his face slightly flushed as he considered his words, "who wrote those poems that made Helian Chaolu famous?"
In order to build momentum for the girl from the border town, he showed up in person.
After sacrificing his reputation and promising benefits, he finally invited a senior poet to help him and carefully crafted several excellent works.
The result? None of it worked.
The poems that Helian Chaolu brought out were so profound in artistic conception and outstanding in talent that the ones he had prepared looked like rubble compared to pearls and jade.
This matter has always been a thorn in his throat, and today, taking the opportunity of playing the duet, he finally couldn't help but ask it out.
When Qin Minghuang heard this, a mischievous light suddenly flashed in her calm phoenix eyes.
She raised her eyebrows, not intending to hide it at all, and slowly uttered two words with her red lips parted:
"Xiaoliu."
"who?"
Pei Xuanyun suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and subconsciously asked back, his voice rising a few notches.
Qin Minghuang leisurely admired the Prime Minister's rare dull look and slowly repeated it again.
"Zhaoyue, it was written by Xiaoliu Zhaoyue."
A bolt from the blue came with a loud bang!
Pei Xuanyun only felt a bolt of lightning, striking him squarely on the top of his head!
The whole person stood there frozen as if under a spell.
The old face, which was usually as calm as a mountain and never showed any emotion, now only had an extreme blankness and confusion.
His mouth opened unconsciously so wide that an egg could almost fit in it, and his jaw seemed to be dislocated and couldn't close for a long time.
Those eyes that had seen the world and were as deep as an ancient well were now wide open, and the pupils shrank sharply due to extreme shock.
This was absolutely disrespectful in front of the emperor, but Qin Minghuang was not angry at all. Instead, he picked up the teacup in a good mood and took a sip leisurely.
Well, she couldn't be the only one shocked by this.
Looking at this old fox who remained calm despite the collapse of Mount Tai, it was rare for him to look so distraught and stunned...
Somehow, I just felt relieved and relaxed.
"This..." Pei Xuanyun's throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and he squeezed out a broken syllable with difficulty.
He knew that the Sixth Princess was not very capable, as he could see from the disaster relief incident, and he was only slightly surprised at the time.
It is normal for children of the royal family to understand political strategies and keep a low profile.
Seeing the detailed memorial on disaster relief deepened my surprise, but that was all.
But at this moment... poetry! Magnificent poetry!
That is a masterpiece that requires accumulated talent, profound knowledge, and overflowing inspiration to condense.
That is a beautiful article that can touch people's hearts and be passed down through the ages!
Pei Xuanyun, the prime minister of the current dynasty who was famous for his literary works and had many students all over the world, he... he felt uncomfortable.
Three poems, each of which was of such a level that he could never reach even with all his hard work in his entire life!
It would be fine if it came from some unknown poet, but it actually came from the Sixth Princess of Fengjing, who was famous for her "ignorance" and "absurdity"?
This is simply... it is even more painful than killing him!
"Prime Minister Pei thought," Qin Minghuang gave him enough time, put down the teacup, and there was a barely perceptible smile in his voice.
"How is Zhaoyue's writing?"
Pei Xuanyun's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and from between his teeth he squeezed out two words filled with endless bitterness and complex emotions: "Excellent."
Looking at his old face and the uncontrollable twitching of the corners of his mouth, Qin Minghuang felt relaxed all over, and all the depression he had been feeling for days was swept away.
Just when Pei Xuanyun was being chopped to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, the "master of poetry" was swaggering into the royal villa, Langhuan Pavilion.
She walked briskly, hummed a little tune, and had a smile on her face.
"Where's Xiao Yunshuo? Come out, let's go shopping in this beautiful autumn weather."
The little man in my heart has already laughed wildly with his hands on his hips:
My little beauty! My sister is here~~~
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