After rebirth, I kidnapped the future powerful official

This house has been around for a long time, but it is a pity that each of its owners did not live in it for long.

It took Chu Yingying a while to walk through the whole house. Many places were too dense for people to go, so she looked outside for a few times, and finally returned to the original yard.

I have to say that Cui Yunhao chose the best one. The other houses are more or less dilapidated, or overgrown with weeds, making it difficult to take care of them.

Chu Yingying repaired the yard and prepared to buy some daily utensils. She went out to the East Market. The street market here is much more prosperous than Hangzhou City. There are crowds of people, bustling and shouting everywhere.

At this moment, Chu Yingying heard a small voice coming from the front through the crowd, thump, thump, thump...

It sounded like a drum, she raised her head slightly curiously, apparently she was not the only one who heard it, and the vendors and passers-by nearby all heard the sound and turned their heads to look.

Some people even dropped the things they wanted to buy and walked towards the direction of the sound. When one person moved, dozens of people moved. Pedestrians crowded across the street and ran forward, as if there was something attracting their attention. .

Chu Yingying was a little puzzled, and asked the stall owner, "What's that sound? Why is everyone passing by?"

The stall owner said: "Go to watch the excitement."

Chu Yingying: "What excitement?"

The stall owner replied with a loud voice: "Dengwen Drum, someone is beating Dengwen Drum! I remember that the last time Dengwen Drum was played was a few years ago. Everyone has never seen it before, and they all went to watch the excitement. .”

Climbing the drum, almost in the blink of an eye, a person's appearance appeared in Chu Yingying's mind, it was a woman, unsmiling, with a cold expression, wearing a filial piety dress, tied with numbness, with deep worries in her eyes.

Dou Rulan.

Chu Yingying could almost imagine the cold expression on her face and the anger in her eyes when she was standing in front of the Dengwen drum and waving the drumsticks with both hands.

The Baisong River had only been repaired last year, but this year it suddenly broke its embankment. Without any notification from the government, it flooded the entire Chizhou area, and all the officials in charge were escorted to Beijing.

At this juncture, the Zhizhou of Chizhou committed suicide in fear of crime, and his only daughter Dou Rulan quietly followed the caravan to the north and came to the capital to beat the Dengwen drum.

This is wronged.

Chu Yingying was thinking intently, listening to the sound of the drum, she seemed to vaguely remember that in her previous life, she entered the prince's mansion last year, and in the second year, the prince seemed to have indeed been reprimanded by the emperor, and he was somewhat depressed for several months.

Could it be because of the incident in Chizhou?

The sound of the drums was still ringing continuously, extremely dull, which made people panic. Chu Yingying glanced in that direction, and many pedestrians were flocking to watch this rare excitement. She didn't move, just turned and left .

Chu Yingying smelled a little bit of wind and rain.

As soon as the Dengwen drum sounded, an official came out of the Drum Court in a hurry. Emperor Tai Gaozu issued a decree that if people beat the Dengwen drum, an official must come to accept the case. If you are demoted, the black yarn will not be guaranteed.

The officials in the Dengwen Drum Court naturally didn't dare to ignore them, and when they came out they hurriedly said: "Don't knock, I'm here to ask you, where are you from? Why are you knocking on the Dengwen Drum?"

The person who was beating the drum finally stopped and turned around, but it was a woman in sackcloth and filial piety, with a calm expression and dark eyes, she replied: "My lord, the little girl is the daughter of Dou Minhui, the magistrate of Chizhou. A while ago, the Baisong River broke its embankment, the area around Chizhou was flooded, and my father died unjustly, the little girl came here today to beat the Dengwen Drum, in order to avenge my father!"

As soon as he heard the words that the Baisong River broke the embankment, the official felt his scalp tingling, as if he had received a hot potato.

When this incident came from Chizhou, the government and the public were already alarmed. The emperor was so furious that he decreed that all the officials in Chizhou, large and small, be escorted back to the capital. He summoned all the ministers and cabinets to discuss matters overnight. Seeing that the matter is about to be settled, how come a daughter of Chizhou Zhizhou suddenly appeared to beat the Dengwen drum!

The official only felt that one head was bigger than the other two, and he thought to himself that something really was going to happen this time.

As soon as Cui Yunhao entered the Imperial Academy, he found that the gates were all open. Looking at it from the first gate to the third gate, there were many guards standing outside the gates. The atmosphere was solemn. This is the honor of the emperor. The emperor came today The Hanlin Academy!
No wonder looking around, everyone was trembling, not daring to make a sound, and doing things lightly, the huge National History Museum was extremely crowded, but there was no sound, and a needle could be heard.

Passing through the Dengxun Gate, the innermost one is a row of five-bay back halls, facing south, with a throne in the middle specially prepared for the emperor's arrival. Academician He Yinguang talked.

Crown Prince Duan Geng also came with Emperor Yongtai, who was sitting at the bottom, answering a few words from time to time, the monarch and his subjects were in harmony, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Emperor Yongtai smiled and said, "It's not easy for you to manage the affairs of the cabinet and also manage this huge Imperial Academy."

He Yinguang hurriedly bowed and replied: "It is the duty of a humble minister to share the worries of the emperor and father."

Duan Geng continued, "How old is Mr. Ge?"

He Yinguang replied: "If you go back to His Royal Highness, I will be sixty-one years old this year."

Duan Geng smiled and said: "The old man can still serve the emperor for another 40 years."

He Yinguang also laughed: "Your Highness is joking, this old bone of yours won't last long, but if you can serve the emperor for one more day, it will be your blessing."

The two looked at each other, He Yinguang was still smiling, but Duan Geng's smile faded a little, and he turned to Emperor Yongtai: "Father, my son heard that Yongtai's 20-year history of the country is almost completed, since today Here we come, why don't we take a look first?"

Emperor Yongtai listened, nodded, and said: "Okay, Mr. He Ge, I will also take a look at the completed national history today."

He Yinguang's expression remained unchanged, he agreed, and said in a respectful voice: "Weichen will ask someone to fetch it."

As he spoke, he retreated out. A few senior scholars were waiting outside. Seeing He Yinguang coming out, he hurriedly greeted him. One of them whispered, "Master Ge?"

He Yinguang said: "The emperor asked about Yongtai's 20-year national history, please bring it here first."

Bachelor Zhan said anxiously: "However, those few national histories have not been completed yet, how can I present them to the emperor?"

With a calm expression, He Yinguang said: "Bring over as much as you have repaired, and don't worry about the ones that haven't been repaired."

Hearing this, Bachelor Zhan couldn't help being a little hesitant. Seeing him like that, He Yinguang said, "Why? What's the problem?"

Xueshi Zhan replied in a low voice: "I have arranged for Cui Xiuzhuan and Su Bianxiu to do this matter."

In other words, there are only two people currently compiling these national histories. How much can the two compose in a month?
There was a bit of reproach in He Yinguang's eyes, but he didn't say much, he just waved his hands and said, "Take it here first and then we'll talk about it."

"Yes."

Bachelor Zhan hurried to the National History Museum, found Cui Yunhao, and hurriedly said, "Where is the repaired national history?"