Datang: My identity as prince was exposed by Li Er

Pei Ji ranks among the three princes.

Nothing happens on weekdays.

Find a position as an editor in a history museum.

Sometimes he comes, sometimes he doesn't come, and no one dares to say anything about him.

Early this morning.

Pei Ji was drinking tea leisurely in the Museum of Literature and History. It was very leisurely. He was only responsible for the editing work, while the Ming Jing scholars and scribes below him were responsible for the most arduous work.

As for myself, I just need to take charge of the overall situation.

"Pei...Pei Gong...Pei Gong……"Someone came in a hurry with a sallow face:"It's not good, it's not good."

Pei Ji just raised his face lazily, looking impatient, and took a sip of tea. As a person who has the right to speak about history, Pei Ji still talked about Buddha nature very much. He said calmly:"What's the matter?"

The person who came was a young Ming Jing scholar, panting:"Something happened, something big happened."

Pei Ji felt that this person was very vulgar, and such a person could do this. Ming Jing Jinshi? I remember back then, when I passed the Ming Jing imperial examination and entered the Imperial College of History, I was so calm, and all the big things seemed like floating clouds.

Young people can't hold their breath.

He smiled:"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly. The sky won't fall.""

"Mr. Pei, my subordinates have told me, please don’t be unhappy."The young Mingjing Jinshi seemed full of doubts. He was afraid that Pei Ji wouldn't be able to accept it.

After all, at such an old age, what if he gets a little stimulation and gets cold?

Pei Ji laughed, stroking his beard and said calmly:"It's outrageous, even if it's because of I am a strong man. A few days ago, I impeached His Majesty. The two prime ministers came to Heaven and were displeased. They punished me and dismissed me from my official position. To me, it was not a big deal."

He spoke righteously.

Even if I don't have to wear a hat, what else can make me unhappy?

The young Mingjing Jinshi held it back for a long time:"Someone has published a book."

"what book?"Pei Ji was a little confused.

He just compiled a book two days ago to criticize Li Shimin and Du Erxiang. Is it possible that someone is following suit now?

Even so, it is only encouragement. What is the big deal?

The young Ming Jing Jinshi said :""The Biography of Iron-Guned Pei Ji"》"

Um?

This is a good thing.

Someone was actually impressed by my iron-clad spirit and came to write a biography for me?

These scholars of the Tang Dynasty!

Although it is not good to engage in blind worship, Pei Ji is still a little happy from the bottom of his heart.

After all, don’t we all become officials just to make a name for ourselves?

Pei Ji was very calm, and even had a faint smile on his face, and said calmly:"Have you brought the book? Let me correct you." The young Mingjing Jinshi said nervously:"Bring it...bring it."

Pei Ji wanted to take it. Book.

But the young Mingjing Jinshi clenched his hands very tightly.

What an attitude!

How did such a person enter the Imperial Academy!

There are no rules at all!

He shouted coldly:"What? I want to see my own merits and demerits, can't I do it? It's rude! Let go!" The young Mingjing Jinshi finally sighed and said:"Pei Gong, after reading this, you must hold your ground.!"

Pei Ji didn't take it to heart.

I opened the book and slowly began to appreciate it.

But after a while.

The expression on Pei Ji's face gradually solidified.

Pei Ji was silent. He picked up the tea cup and slowly lowered his head to drink tea.

But...he suddenly felt that his hands were a little awkward.

He actually started to tremble.

Then, the tea cup in his hand began to shake, the tea lid knocked against the tea cup, and the tea splashed out and poured on his hand. This was boiling hot tea, but he didn't feel any pain. The expression on his face is like a pig's liver, like a human wandering around:"Ah...that's it...this Qian Qianyi, haha, it's a bit interesting."……"

The young Mingjing Jinshi looked at Pei Ji and said worriedly:"Mr. Pei, this... this is too much. This is too much bullying. This is...……"Licking his mouth, the young Mingjing Jinshi glanced at Pei Ji sympathetically.

To be honest, the person who wrote"The Biography of Iron Bone Pei Ji" is ruthless!

Not a single name of Pei Ji appears in the entire article!

But I chose such a book title!

When I saw it suddenly, I thought that the person who wrote this book had printed the wrong manuscript.

You can discover it if you taste it carefully.

It seems that Qian Qianyi is alluding to... Pei Ji!

This is wicked.

It would be better to kill Pei Ji. Killing him would help Pei Ji gain a good reputation for having the courage to fight against the imperial court. it's good now.

Thinking about it, this young Ming Jing Jinshi feels like a light is hanging on his back.

The Biography of Pei Ji, whose name is immortal and glorious, will last forever. As long as someone reads this book, Pei Ji's name will be known to everyone.

In the future, if Pei Ji still has descendants, he may have to change the surname of the person next door. He cannot afford to lose this person.

This is neither murder nor heart-wrenching. It makes people sick while they are alive, and will vilify all generations after death.

Pei Ji smiled:"I'm fine. What's this? It's not a big deal. I've never seen big storms. It's okay. It's okay. You can go. I'll be quiet." The young

Mingjing Jinshi admired him very much. He glanced at Pei Ji. Mr. Pei... was really able to bear it.

But before he turned around, Pei Ji's face suddenly turned ferocious, with blue veins popping out. He picked up the inkstone on the document and bared his teeth and started grinning:"I fuck his ancestors, I, Pei Ji, fuck his eighteen generations of ancestors, which evil obstacle is which evil obstacle?"!"

The young Mingjing Jinshi was startled. He didn't expect that Pei Gong was so calm just now. In the blink of an eye, he was about to go crazy. He hugged him by the waist:"Pei Gong, Pei Gong, be sorry, be sad... don't be impulsive. , this is the court, a noble place for scholars."

Pei Ji had a ferocious look on his face, holding the inkstone and still sprinting outside, shouting:"Don't stop me, don't stop me, does this person think I'm easy to mess with? I Who is Pei Ji? Am I, Pei Ji, easy to mess with? I'm going to beat him to death, don't stop me, I'm going to beat that bastard to death!"

But after going out.

Pei Ji was confused.

Who to shoot to death!

Who is this author!

I do not know!

……

The Imperial College History Museum is in a state of panic.

In fact, many people have already heard the news.

They are all pretending not to know.

I dare not say it.

This young Ming Jing Jinshi is ignorant.

As a result, all the Jinshi scholars came swarming over and said earnestly:"If you can't clap with one hand, you can't blame them entirely for this."……"

"That is, why don’t you examine yourself? Forget it, forget it, just laugh and let it go?"

"What does this mean? A man doesn't care about his reputation. The person who wrote this book... haha, he was just being naughty. What's there to care about?"

"yes! Is it okay for you to always be cautious and care about an unknown person? Besides, by making such a big fanfare, wouldn't it help others become famous?"

Everyone almost unanimously agreed, and despite their earnest persuasion, no one scolded the person who wrote the book.

Deep down in their hearts, they probably sympathized with Pei Ji, but they sympathized with each other, and they still hated him if they should.

Although they didn't dare to express it openly. Said, but these scholars have long scolded Pei Ji all over.

The Tubo people are your fathers! Are you defending them in such a big way?

Now, this"The Biography of Pei Ji with Iron Bones" is out!

It's really true. It's so satisfying!

The target of this attack is so spot-on!

I have to say how vicious the person who wrote the book is!

Qingliu, to be honest, they don't have to love money, they don't care about their hats, they don't care about their lives,... Only, he can't get around his reputation, he will be infamy for thousands of years... This...

So no matter how much I tried to persuade him, no one scolded Li Yi. Pei Ji's old face turned red, his teeth were bared, and his eyes were cracked. When he heard these people stopping him, he looked all kinds of earnest. Persuading, but listening...it's like adding fuel to the fire.

Pei Ji was filled with anger in his chest.

He returned to the Duke's Mansion with great momentum.

"Check it out for me! Find out who wrote this book! I want to kill him! I...ah! Hold!"

Bang!

Pei Ji smashed all the vases and teacups at home that could be broken.

It's so frustrating!

It's so hateful!

It's useless!

Pei Ji can only sulk now.

Because... he doesn't do it at all. I know who wrote"The Biography of Iron Bone Pei Ji".

Find it out and I won't peel off his skin!

It's really hard to believe that at his age, Pei Ji was so insulted and his body and bones are still strong.

If it were another person, I was afraid that I would get angry and put half of my foot into the coffin board.