Chapter 229 Troubles Holy Edict

Returning to the hall, Yang Yanzhao seemed to be forgotten and no one came to disturb him. The first time he came to Hanlinyuan Ying Mao, he couldn't leave early, so he thought about what happened in the past two days.

At the beginning of Bianliang, headaches came one after another. The chief of the reconstruction of the three halls, the lecturer of the East Palace, is not what he can take on at the present.

If the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it; if it is piled out of the shore, the flow will be turbulent; if the line is higher than people, the crowd will not be.

Yang Yanzhao understands this truth very well, and has been sneaking in a low profile, but things often seem to go against his wishes. I thought I had gone to southern Fujian, far away from the capital, and was able to spend the rest of my life, but after most of the time, I was busy, and I became the target of criticism by the people of the imperial court by mistake. Besides, I didn't get any credit, and I had no reason to recite the name.

He was hurriedly transferred back to Bianliang. He had planned to steal half of his spare time in Hanlin Academy, but in a blink of an eye, he was in a dilemma.

What on earth does Zhao Guangyi want to do?

"Dad..."

On the wooden chair, Yang Yanzhao wrinkled his forehead, his eyes were shining, staring at the pear blossom vortex patterns carved on the court. His fingertips tapped on the court, and a subtle and crisp voice spread in the room.

Suddenly, the white fingers stopped, their eyes were wide open, their pupils tightened, and a fine light shot out, "Won, how can you forget Confucianism!"

Thinking of this, it was suddenly difficult to calm down. No wonder he always felt that there was something wrong with it. It was not until this time that Yang Yanzhao understood that he ignored Confucianism. The construction of the three halls was related to the scholars all over the world. It should be a matter of Confucianism that adhered to the way of Confucius and Mencius. How could Confucianism ignore it this time and become so quiet?

Confucianism was so quiet that he shuddered and vaguely felt a trace of conspiracy.

At sunset, a trace of red glow slipped into the hall. Yang Yanzhao shook his head and threw away his chaotic thoughts. At this moment, he had no choice. Only soldiers could block the water and cover the earth. Otherwise, what could he do?

Out of Hanlin Courtyard, I walked back. The sunset was approaching dusk, the rosy clouds were in the twilight, and the surrounding houses were a little confused.

On the street, it is still bustling with people coming and going. It is probably the end of a day's toil. The restaurant and teahouse are becoming more and more lively. The diners are full, and the clerks in gray linen clothes shuttle between the crowded tables and tables, with all kinds of delicious food.

not far away, a woman was talking about a gray child with a gray face, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the flower face, and then the mother and son left. Several long-shirted literati walked side by side, holding books in their hands, as if they had said what had arisen, and shook their heads with some excitement. When they arrived at the restaurant, they hugged each other and walked in. Among them, the little old man with the street stall was smiling and eating the food sent by his wife. When he saw a little lady stop and selling the items in front of him, he quickly dropped the food box and greeted him with a simple face.

This situation seemed to be a little familiar. In this noisy market, Yang Yanzhao smelled the seductive fragrance, but his heart was a little spacious. He only felt that he missed his family, and he didn't care about the two crown wings running around his head. He hurriedly accelerated his steps and walked to the yard.

When the clouds gradually passed away, Yang Yanzhao finally stepped into the door of the courtyard. The lights in the hall were already yellow and dizzy, and the laughter was faintly audible, and the fragrance of rice made the greedy insects in his stomach.

He took off his long-winged hat and strode into the front hall. The women were laughing, and Chai Qingyun was also in it. At this moment, Aunt Zhang was also rosy and happy. It was thought that she had adapted to the princess's identity.

The sharp-eyed eighth sister saw him first. She got up and rushed over. She grabbed Yang Yanzhao's sleeve and said with a smile, "The sixth brother's red official uniform is very gorgeous."

With that, he circled around him twice again, and took the long-winged hat and put it on his head with a smile. Suddenly, he covered his big eyes as a crescent moon. The little girl pretended to walk around the room, which made everyone laugh.

Laughing for a moment, Luo's girl got up and took off the long-winged hat on Bamei's head and handed it to Yang Yanzhao, "Liulang, I'm also tired this day. I went back to my room and changed my clothes. When Brother Zhang and the others come back, I can have a meal."

Responding with a smile, Yang Yanzhao went back to his room and changed his robe. As soon as he came out, Zhang Qian and Li Zhi also came back from the government office. When they saw him, they waved a wide official robe and couldn't wait to meet him with a happy face, pulling Yang Yanzhao's sleeves.

"Brother Yanzhao, I heard that the court is going to rebuild the third hall. Did the official ask you to preside over this matter?"

His eyes were full of excitement. Seeing their joy, Yang Yanzhao could only suppress the annoyance with a smile on his face. "The will in the palace has not yet come, and I don't know. This kind of thing can't be passed on without seeing the truth."

"Haha, Brother Yanzhao is really a great talent. He has three halls, but it is a place that scholars all over the world can't ask for. Now it's up to you to re-cultivate. As a brother, Li Yuanpo also feels ashamed."

Li Zhi would pay attention to Yang Yanzhao's humble words. He laughed and put his arms around his shoulder. His slightly round and fat face, because of laughter, his small eyes narrowed into a line.

It's been a long time of fun. Just as everyone was preparing to eat, they heard the sound of carriages and horses outside the door. After a while, a sharp and harsh voice sounded, "Good, it's still time for our family. I thought that Lord Yang was no longer in the house and could not get the fun that Lord Xiao Yang brought to our family."

When the words fell, he saw the Qingyi waiter who met in the palace yesterday stepped into the yard. He was smiling. When he saw Chai Qingyun beside Yang Yanzhao, he hurriedly bowed in horror and bent down to salute, "Little man Li He has seen Princess Jinhua."

Seeing that it was the person from the palace, Chai Qingyun accepted his smile and said that there was no need to be polite, and the latter did not dare to joke anymore and took out the imperial edict brought with him.

Seeing this imperial edict, the aunt was stunned. Fortunately, Zhang Qian and Li Zhi were quick to prepare incense burners and other things, and cleaned up a table. Yang Yanzhao put on the changed court uniform again with the help of Luo's girl and Pai Feng.

After some preparation, in front of the incense case, everyone knelt down to receive the order. According to Li He Nian, what the order said was just two things that Yang Yanzhao knew before.

Passing the imperial edict to Yang Yanzhao, Li He said a few joys, and then took out the face token from the cuffs. "Lord Yang, this token is given by the official. With it, it will be much more convenient to walk in the palace in the future."

He took over the token and looked at it carefully. The bronze card was engraved with a dragon pattern, and the word 'ling' was engraved in it. Compared with the token of the golden yellow dragon pan dance in his arms, it was much worse in appearance.

It's just that the matter in southern Fujian is over. Why didn't the officials take back the token?

A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and Li He's voice came to his ear. He greeted for a moment. Maybe he looked at Chai Qingyun and did not dare to stay for a long time, so he smiled and wanted to leave.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yang Yanzhao hurriedly ordered Xiao Muchun to take a few bottles of 'fairy in the bottle'. After Li He stopped him, he took people back to the palace with a smile.

Withdrawing the incense case, Yang Yanzhao secretly slandered a lot of red tape, and went to the room to change back his gown, while Zhang Qian respectfully put the imperial edict in a high place in the hall and worshiped it.

Later, everyone continued to sit down for dinner. Naturally, what they talked about could not be separated from the decree of the palace. Zhang Qian and Li Zhi were even more envious. For this, Yang Yanzhao could only shake his head with a smile and not say much.

After dinner, after a little rest, the sky was getting late. Li Zhi and Zhang Qian were guaranteed repeatedly. When the third hall was built in the future, they were allowed to be a helper, and then they pulled out and sent Chai Qingyun back to his house.