The charming medical concubine wearing a book ran away with the rough-looking general

Nie Junyuan left Beizhen Fusi, preparing to report the case to the emperor.

Huo Qian, the follower on the side, said: "Commander, I heard that You Hongyu paid a lot of money to hire many famous painters. You Hongyu dictated and asked them to paint the "Picture of Slaves Playing in the Mountains"."

Nie Junyuan frowned: "You Hongyu?"

Immediately, Nie Junyuan remembered: "Oh, by the way, he had a conflict with Gu Qingyan because of the painting, so he is naturally willing to step on him now."

The corners of Nie Junyuan's lips suddenly rose, and he smiled narrowly: "Don't we in Beizhen Fusi still have a painting of "Slaves in the Mountains"? Take it out and send it to You Hongyu."

Huo Qian clasped his fists: "Yes!"

Nie Junyuan met with the emperor in Taiji Hall and told the emperor roughly the results of the interrogation.

The emperor looked at Nie Junyuan with a deep and unpredictable gaze, and asked in a deep voice: "Nie Junyuan, do you know your guilt?"

Nie Junyuan expected that there would be such a scene, so he knelt down and saluted and said: "I know my sin."

The emperor snorted coldly: "Tell me, what is your crime?"

Nie Junyuan replied: "Weak ministers should not make their own decisions and expose the matter in the morning court without consulting the emperor."

In the past, whenever Nie Junyuan attacked anyone in the court, he would always communicate with the emperor in advance and obtain his permission.Then, Nie Junyuan was in the court hall, performing a show with the emperor for the ministers to watch.

Nie Junyuan was indeed the emperor's sharp blade, and the handle of the knife was firmly held in the emperor's hand.

The emperor asked coldly: "Why do you still do that if you know it's wrong?"

Nie Junyuan said: "Your Majesty, I know that you have always been kind and soft-hearted. If I had discussed this with you in advance, you would have been confused about whether to give Gu Qingyan another chance."

"However, Gu Qingyan is getting more and more arrogant, and he doesn't care about decency and law at all. If the emperor spares him this time, he is afraid that he will get worse and cause even greater disasters next time. The emperor is a wise king and holy master, How can you let your reputation be ruined by him?"

"Therefore, the humble minister boldly exposed it in the court, and the ministers were furious. The emperor's handling of Gu Qingyan will not damage the relationship between you and King Jing, and will prevent Gu Qingyan from bringing discredit to the royal family again, and let the world know that, The emperor governs the country with strict laws and disciplines."

The emperor glanced at Nie Junyuan and said angrily: "You are good at coaxing me with your clever words and tricks."

Nie Junyuan knew that the emperor was no longer angry with him.

Sure enough, the emperor said: "Get up, it won't happen again, do you hear me?"

Nie Junyuan saluted and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Nie Junyuan cursed in his heart, Dog Emperor, if I had discussed this with you in advance, I might have been suppressed by you.

At this time, You Hongyu was in the private room of the restaurant, vividly describing "The Picture of Slaves in the Mountains" to the painters. You Hongyu also specially found a portrait of Gu Qingyan and asked the painters to paint it like Gu Qingyan.

At this time, people from Beizhen Fusi sent a picture of "Picture of Slaves Playing in the Mountains". You Hongyu couldn't help but lamented that Fusi in Beizhen had many connections, and the copy they got was very similar to the original picture. .

This made things much easier. You Hongyu asked the painters to draw directly from Beizhen Fusi's copy, and the effect was much more satisfactory.

Then, You Hongyu asked people to put these paintings in the gallery and sell them.

At this time, Gu Qingyan's reputation as a heartless and ruthless man had spread throughout the capital, and these paintings nailed Gu Qingyan to the pillar of shame of a black-hearted scumbag.

At the same time, Cui Tieniu secretly found someone to write the story of Gu Qingyan, a heartless scumbag, into a storybook, into a play, and into a storybook.

Suddenly, basically the entire Liang Dynasty knew about Gu Qingyan's bad reputation.

When people scold a cruel and heartless man, they no longer call him a heartless man, they all say: "Don't be too considerate of Qingyan!"

On this day, Shen Chenxi was standing on the bow of the boat, sailing on the Huaifeng River.

At this time, a speedboat came quickly and stopped in front of Shen Chenxi's boat. A guard on the speedboat clasped his fists and said, "Boss Shen, we found a body ahead."

Shen Chenxi almost fainted, Cui Tieniu hurriedly stepped forward to help Shen Chenxi.

Cui Tieniu asked in a rough voice: "Is it a male corpse or a female corpse?"

The officer replied: "It's a male corpse."

Cui Tieniu hurriedly comforted Shen Chenxi: "It's okay, it's okay, it's a male corpse."

Shen Chenxi breathed a sigh of relief and asked the officer where the body was found. It was more than 100 miles away from the place where he fell from the cliff.

Shen Chenxi held on for a breath and said: "Let the wife of the palace identify the body. If it is the carriage driver, I will trouble you to search the area to see if you can find my sister and her maid around there."

The officer nodded and said, "Yes!"

After the speedboat left, Shen Chenxi sat down on the bow, wiped his sweat and said, "Let's row there."

Cui Tieniu sighed and said: "Chenxi, you have to go back home and rest, otherwise, your body may not be able to hold on."

Shen Chenxi clenched his fists and said, "You have to hold on even if you can't hold on."

Cui Tieniu could only row quickly to the place where the body was found, letting Shen Chenxi sleep for a while on the boat.

Shen Chenxi was very tired and took a nap in the cabin.

Cui Tieniu looked at Shen Chenxi distressedly. It was not that he didn't want to tell Shen Chenxi the truth.

However, Shen Chenxi is Shen Muyun's only close relative, and many pairs of eyes are staring at Shen Chenxi. If Shen Chenxi knew the truth, he would not have such a real reaction, fearing that it would arouse suspicion from others.

When the time comes, even if all the previous efforts have been wasted, Shen Muyun will still suffer the backlash.

Cui Tieniu thought that it was time to arrange the follow-up matters.

That night, Shen Muyun wrapped himself tightly in a black cloak and left the small house in Yuhe Hutong.

Cui Tieniu drove the carriage, under the cover of night, to a place that had been arranged long ago.

About two hours later, the carriage drove to a very narrow mountain road. Cui Tieniu tied the horse to a tree, and then gently woke up Shen Muyun.

Shen Muyun opened his sleepy eyes, looked around the dark surroundings, and asked in a lazy voice: "How far is it?"

Cui Tieniu said: "It takes about half an hour to walk on the mountain road."

Shen Muyun wrapped his cloak tightly, held Cui Tieniu's arm, and was about to jump out of the carriage.

Cui Tieniu turned around, carried Shen Muyun on his back, and whispered, "Go on to sleep."

Shen Muyun felt sorry: "I'll go by myself, otherwise you'll be too tired. You've been driving for such a long time..."

Cui Tieniu interrupted Shen Muyun: "You go to sleep first. I will get tired later and let you come down and walk by yourself."

Shen Muyun lay on Cui Tieniu's strong and generous back, feeling very at ease. She laughed: "Then give me the lantern, and I will carry the lantern."

Cui Tieniu held Shen Muyun with one hand, quickly picked up the lantern with the other hand, inserted the wooden handle of the lantern into his armpit, turned his head and grinned: "You don't need to carry the lantern, isn't that okay? You can sleep Bar."

Shen Muyun also laughed and said, "Then let me talk to you."