Chapter 118 Slightly drunk

The Cheng family is a famous family of officials in Daxia, and the Cheng Censor can be regarded as a close minister around the emperor.

When Chengzang Jian was full of the moon, Emperor Jiayu had congratulated himself, so Chengzang Jian was able to join the Jinwu Guard early to experience, and was not afraid of the power of the Pan and Liang families.

Ordinary Jinshi dare not participate in the dispute between these two young masters, and Xu Xian is not willing to help Pan Yu.In the main hall, he is the only one who is qualified to express his opinion on this matter.

Chengzang Jian was caught in intense thinking. He also felt that Zhong Kui's behavior was too much, but it did not mean that it should be even more excessive here.

He and Pan Yu are good friends, and are brothers of the same sect and Xu Xian. His father, the Censor and the Prime Minister of Liang, have never dealt with each other very much. They should stand on Pan Yu's side in terms of public and private affairs, both in terms of emotion and reason.

But the first thing he has to consider now is not who makes more sense, or even his different likes and dislikes about Pan Yu and Liang Lian.

It is the true thoughts of the supreme person behind the jade case and what consequences will his choice cause.

If I support Pan Yu, will His Majesty feel that he is also biased like Liang Lian said?

If you support Liang Lian, then compromise his views, is it enough to show justice without rewarding or punishment?Yes, this is the safest way, and Pan Yu must be able to understand it.

In front of everyone, Cheng Zang Jian subconsciously avoided Pan Yu's gaze and said with his head high: Your Majesty, I think that Zhong Kui's actions are not worthy of example, but his feelings are pitiful, so burying him is enough.

Xu Xian was a little surprised. He thought Chengzang Jian would choose to support Pan Yu, but he did not expect that he would practice this kind of Tai Chi, or even support Liang Lian in disguise.

Pan Yu was not surprised. The first thing the princes of aristocratic families considered was the word "profit" and the family's interests, rather than taking into account personal feelings.

Although it is not useless to get along with each other, it is impossible for him to lean towards himself without caring about anything.

Emperor Jiayu nodded and said: Cangjian is worthy of being a family of censors, and he is mature and polite!This is a very high evaluation.

Chengzang Jiandao: Thank you Your Majesty!Although she achieved her goal, she felt a little uneasy and felt a little sorry for Pan Yu. She immediately threw this strange idea into her mind. She should be able to understand it!

Speaking of which, I had a strange dream last night!

When everyone heard Emperor Jiayu telling the dream, they realized why he suddenly mentioned Zhong Kui, because he was afraid that he would reward the dead Zhong Kui.

Liang Lian was very hated in his heart, and he actually gave Xu Xianmeng the emperor's idea and was even more jealous of his good luck. How could he have thought of such a tortuous journey!

He couldn't help but say: Your Majesty, the things in dreams are just illusions!

Emperor Jiayu waved his hand and said: Liang Lian, you are loyal, I already know.But you don’t have any jokes. Even if it’s a dream, you can take it seriously!Of course he knew that it was not a dream, but a dignified king was not good at talking about ghosts and gods in this palace.

Liang Lian suddenly had no idea what to say and kept silent and returned to his original position.

Xu Xiandao: There is a way of dreams arise from the heart. It must be because Your Majesty wants to forgive Zhong Kui in his heart, so he has such a dream. Your Majesty’s kindness and forgiveness will surely be remembered forever and benefit all the people.As long as you can help Zhong Kui, you don’t have to be stingy with a few flatteries.

Emperor Jiayu joked: Xu Xian, you can run around for a stranger and speak up for justice. In the future, you may be famous for your official career and benefit all the people.He was also very satisfied with Xu Xian's good style. After all, no one wanted to be surrounded by a group of cunning and despicable villains, but the reality faced by the emperor was often like this.

Okay, I will give Zhong Kui a green robe, and be buried in the top scorer's order, and hold Xu Xian as the emcee!Since Zhong Kui vowed in his dream to eliminate the use of the world's evil devils, he would grant him a "blessed house" and place a temple to sacrifice.

Xu Xiandao: I obey the order!I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but I also felt the power of the imperial power. Once this order was issued, the local officials would inevitably respond, and many Zhong Kui temples would be built. At that time, I would gather thousands of wishes and powers together. Even if Zhong Kui was just an ordinary ghost, he could immediately transform himself into a real god.

It is not a false statement that the emperor can be called a god on behalf of heaven.And it is often the case in history. If the emperor believes in Buddhism, Buddhism will flourish.If the emperor values ​​Taoism, Taoism will flourish.

But ordinary vows are a double-edged sword for practitioners, both as auxiliary and restraint. With the majesty of God, one loses the freedom of immortals.

There is only one kind of vow in this world that can enjoy its assistance but not be bound by it, that is the so-called merit!

Among them, the one who is worshipped is not a certain god, but the yearning and respect for goodness by all people in the world. The collective unconscious vows are much purer and stronger than any vows.

Emperor Jiayu said: Since there is a ancestral hall, there must be portraits. Who can make a painting for Zhong Kui? If it is done well, I will also be rewarded.

The Jinshi looked at each other. When Zhong Kui was born, they avoided it, fearing that they would take a look at him more. Who knows what he looks like?

Although Xu Xian intended to write for him, he was not good at painting, so he could do nothing.

Pan Yu said: I am willing to give it a try!She was one of the few people who dared to look directly at Zhong Kui in the hall.

The maid cleared the table and arranged the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Pan Yu thought for a moment and then painted it on the paper. After a moment, a pair of "Zhong Kui's Ghost Catching" appeared on the paper, but weakened Zhong Kui's ugliness and highlighted Zhong Kui's momentum. It was majestic and powerful, as if it were the king of ghosts.

Emperor Jiayu also praised him when he saw it, saying that it was exactly the same as what he saw in his dream, but he didn't know that Xu Xian had told Pan Yu about the situation that night. With her understanding, it was naturally not difficult to make this painting.

The Queen also praised her lightly.

Pan Yu was rewarded and was very happy on his face, but he was frowning in his heart.

From beginning to end, the Empress never mentioned the marriage granting. Could it be that something happened?

But even if she is as smart as she can’t guess, maybe the Queen is still hesitating!

After all, King Liang was still a prime minister, with one person above ten thousand people.

The Liang Dang is also a behemoth that no one can underestimate.

Not long after, Emperor Jiayu and Empress both left the table, which was also the rule that Qionglin Banquet had always been.

First, the emperor did not spend so much effort on this, and second, the emperor was on the table, which always made people feel uncomfortable and unable to enjoy themselves. It would be better to be convenient for both parties and do their own things.

The Jinshi in the hall called friends and companions to each other, and did not care about the original seat, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

Many people gathered around Xu Xian and presented countless fine wines and praises.

Xu Xian didn't say much, and he did it as soon as he came. Such wild and booming drinks caused countless praises for not getting drunk.

But no one noticed that he was just barely responding, his eyes only searching for Pan Yu's trace in the crowd. The head that surged up just now made him dizzy. When he came to his senses, she didn't know where she had run.

Finally, she was found in a remote corner, but she was leaning against the hall pillar next to her, drinking the wine in her hand slowly, and looking at him with a smile.

When Pan Yu saw him looking over, he raised his glass casually and toasted him, as if congratulating him like others.

But there was a cramped smile in her eyes.

She knew that he was not good at dealing with such scenes, and it was also an interesting thing to watch him quietly watching him in a hurry.

Xu Xian couldn't help but glared at her, but she was a little dazed.

I am always used to looking for her figure in the crowd, like the brightest moonlight in the starry night sky.

At this moment, she was hiding in the desert. Although she was still as casual as before, her smile seemed to add a different kind of charm.

After drinking a thousand cups of wine, even if he is not drunk, he ignited, boiled and evaporated the thousand cups of cold wine in his belly with a smile, making him intoxicated.

The lights are slightly drunk, the feeling of drunkenness is slightly drunk, and the feeling of drunkenness is slightly drunk.

Pan Yu suddenly saw a little eunuch walking into the crowd, and said a few words beside Xu Xian. Xu Xian bowed his hands and followed the little eunuch to the palace.

Chengzang Jian finally broke free from the entangled crowd and found Pan Yu. He was slightly stunned at first, and walked up to him and asked with a smile: Where is the poet's immortal?

Pan Yu said: He was summoned by His Majesty.

Chengzang Jiandao: It’s true that the holy grace is solemn!

Then he started to speak with Pan Yu, and some words rolled in his heart a few times, and finally couldn't help saying: Mingyu, you won't blame me!

Although the emperor finally rewarded Zhong Kui, for him, his purpose had reached the goal of expressing his fair position to the emperor and was recognized by the emperor.

Such performance should satisfy the father.

But there was also a small knot in my heart.

Pan Yu pretended to be puzzled: What did Brother Cheng say?Why am I blaming you?

Chengzang Jian said frankly: I was in the hall just now, and I never spoke for you!

Pan Yu shook his head and said with a smile: A gentleman is a group but not a party, and a villain is a party but not a group.If Brother Cheng goes to support me against his will, I will underestimate him, and we all have something we have to say and what we have to do.

Chengzang Jian immediately untied his heart and sighed: Mingyu is really my confidant!The choice just now was indeed correct, but I was still not mature enough.

Pan Yu still smiled, not saying anything.

She also felt a little bit emotional in her heart. She, who came from the same aristocratic family, could indeed understand his helplessness, so it was not his fault for her choice.

They have too many things to carry and have to stand in their own position.

No matter how much wine or how many poems you drink, you can't take this distance closer. Even a truly close friend cannot do it. You can only be as quiet as water among gentlemen.

The banquet is over and the wine is over and the song is over.

The Jinshi retreated from the palace one after another.

Only Pan Yu stood there and looked around for a long time.

Xu Xiancai returned to the hall again, and had a small gold medal and a long scroll of paintings in his hand.