Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

The next day, the Dali Temple presented all the crimes of Ye Fuheng and his gang to the young emperor.

Seeing Ye Fuheng plead guilty, the little emperor was silent for a moment and gave him a cup of wine.

When everyone was relieved, Nan Yusheng stood up and temporarily stopped the little emperor and raised questions about several things in the testimony.

"Sir, why do you want to help Ye Fuheng? He has framed you before." Lin Xu was puzzled.

"We don't deny the crimes he committed, but we can't throw all the dirty water on him. Now that some people see him fall, they want to make him take the blame for everything."

Nan Yusheng's gentle eyes were tinged with a smile: "I have a bottom line. He should die for the crime he committed."

"Okay, let's go. We'll be busy again tonight."

Chang Qing returned to the Regent's Palace, and found it in a mess.

After the soldiers arrived, the servants packed up their luggage and ran away, taking away the valuables in the house.

Nan'an was standing in the yard. When he saw Changqing coming back, he stood up and leaped forward with a sword in hand. Every move he made was fatal and he fought without caring about his own life or death.

Chang Qing showed no mercy either. This was their first real fight. He dodged the fatal move and struck Nan'an in the chest with his palm.

Nan'an flew backwards and knelt on one knee. The tip of the sword in his hand rubbed against the ground for two meters and finally broke into two pieces.

Chang Qing withdrew his hand and finally said to Nan An: "I'm sorry, but this apology is for you, not for him."

Nan'an's eyelashes trembled slightly and he stood up silently.

"Zhi Jinhua, the master has never loved someone so much. He was originally prepared to let you die with him, but in the end he softened his heart and let you make your choice."

Chang Qing laughed: "So what, Nan'an, when I was still married, he asked you to protect me secretly. You have seen it all along. Ask yourself, have I ever been happy since I married him?"

Nan'an had a complicated expression. He didn't expect that Chang Qing knew that he had been ordered to protect her secretly.

It would be more accurate to say that it was surveillance rather than secret protection, and he reported her daily actions to Ye Fuheng.

Since marrying her master, she has become increasingly cold and silent, rarely smiling.

Nan'an watched Changqing walk towards the backyard step by step, lowered his eyes, and then looked at the sword broken into two pieces on the ground. He suddenly felt that this life was too lonely and boring.

Xiwang went to find Qixiang, and might take Qixiang back to the mountains with him. Beiluo probably followed this person all the time.

What about yourself?

There was a trace of confusion in Nan'an's eyes. What should he do?

People like me have only one belief in my heart, that is, I will go through fire and water for my master.

He left the palace and secretly organized people to rescue Ye Fuheng.

Ye Fuheng was in the Sky Prison, his fingers nonchalantly holding the cup of poisoned wine. It was no exaggeration to say that his crime was worthy of confiscation of property and extermination of the clan, yet the young emperor actually gave him a little decency by not beheading him in public.

Hearing the fighting sounds outside the prison, Ye Fuheng drank the poisoned wine in one gulp. His fierce and beautiful eyebrows softened instantly, and his cold eyes now looked like a pool of spring water that could drown people.

"Ai Ai, I'm coming to find you."

"Please don't bother me. I will personally apologize to you and send you across the Naihe Bridge. I will wait for you at the bridgehead and will not enter the reincarnation cycle. I am afraid that after I am reincarnated, I will not be able to help but look for you again."

He smiled bitterly and whispered, "I know you don't want to see me."

A soldier was kicked in and knocked over the torches on both sides of the aisle.

"Master, we are here to rescue you."

"Nan'an, no need."

Ye Fuheng stood in the prison, shook his head gently and turned his back.

"Go now. I have already drunk the poisoned wine. Don't lose your life in vain. As for the poison in your bodies, I have placed the antidote behind the calligraphy and paintings in the room."

Nan'an paused for a few seconds, listened to the crackling footsteps outside, then suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Finally, he looked at Ye Fuheng deeply and left with his brothers.

They fought their way out of a bloody situation, Nan'an was seriously injured, and finally disappeared into the night. The Shaoqing of the Imperial Household Department searched the entire capital but couldn't find them.

The Shaoqing of the Imperial Household Department looked at the body in the prison. After having someone check it, he confirmed that it was Ye Fuheng's. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Who could have imagined that the regent, who was so powerful a few months ago, would one day die in a prison filled with rats crawling all over the floor.

"Someone, go and tell His Majesty that Ye Fuheng is dead."

When the young emperor received the news of Ye Fuheng's death, the hand holding the pen paused slightly, wrote a word "Yun" on the memorial, and then closed the memorial.

The concubine who was accompanying the little emperor on the side covered her lips with a smile and said, "Ye Fuheng deserved his punishment. It is a relief for him to die like this."

The little emperor smiled and said, "My beloved concubine is right."

The concubine remembered her father's instructions and gently pulled the little emperor's robe: "Your Majesty, you have been going to the girls' school more often recently. There are always rumors that there will be another sister in the palace. Some people even say that women will also take the imperial examination. Isn't this ridiculous?"

The little emperor's expression did not change, he still smiled and nodded: "My beloved concubine is right."

Because some of the evidence and account books were given by Changqing, some people spread the rumor that Changqing was cold-blooded, ungrateful, and betrayed her husband.

The young emperor also knew what these concubines were thinking. It was just that Ye Fuheng was dead, and they were afraid that he would marry someone else into the palace.

The most dazzling moon in Chang'an, now it is ownerless, who would not be moved.

Hearing that Zhi Jinhuan had gone out for a spring outing, countless young men went there, and the suburbs were as crowded as the Lantern Festival.

The young emperor stretched out his hands and grasped the woman's slender waist, holding her in his arms, and said with a smile: "My beloved concubine, the harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs."

As he spoke, a dagger appeared in his hand and he stabbed it straight into the woman's chest, and blood spurted all over the little emperor's face.

"My dear, don't talk so much in the next life. It's annoying."

The little emperor gently touched the concubine's face, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance deeply in his mind. Then he threw her out of his arms and said two words nonchalantly.

"Sudden death."

Eunuch Wei ordered people to carry the concubine's body away. The concubine's eyes were wide open, as if she died with her eyes open.

Eunuch Wei was afraid of offending the emperor's eyes, so he covered his face with a handkerchief and asked the palace servants to clean up the blood on the ground.

The little emperor frowned slightly as he thought about allowing women to take the imperial examinations.

He could already imagine what tomorrow's court meeting would be like.

As expected, Nan Yusheng directly talked about allowing common people to enter the officialdom, but the ministers opposed it and firmly disagreed.

Looking at the tense court meeting, Nan Yusheng said calmly: "Since this is the case, let's take a step back and let the daughter of the noble family take the exam. What do you think, colleagues?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

"Nonsense, Nan Yusheng. His Majesty rejected your suggestion last time. How dare you bring it up again? How can a woman enter the government? If you tell others about this, they will only make you a laughing stock."

"That's right, those with long hair and little knowledge, what are they supposed to discuss when they enter the government? Should they discuss embroidery or playing the piano?"

Nan Yusheng was neither humble nor overbearing in front of the civil and military officials, and he was able to move forward and backward freely. He spoke in a clear voice: "I remember that last time, there were many young men in the Imperial College who failed the entrance exam for the women's school. Even His Majesty recognized the talents of the women's school. Are you doubting His Majesty?"

The young emperor also spoke at the right time, and the ministers who were still arguing immediately knelt down. Even if they were given ten times the courage, they would not dare to openly question the emperor.

"What's more, those women are all daughters of the adults."

These words made the noble families very excited. They were unwilling to let the common people have a share of the pie, but that was their daughter, and blood was thicker than water.

Finally, everyone took a step back and agreed to allow women to enter officialdom.

Nan Yusheng and the little emperor looked at each other from a distance, and everything was self-explanatory. Once the precedent of the imperial examination for women was opened, what followed was a long reshuffle over the years.

The eyelids of the old fox, the Minister of History, twitched. Nan Yusheng's 36 strategies of throwing bricks to attract jade were used very well, like boiling a frog in warm water.

But he did not object. After all, Nan Yusheng had exchanged it for his achievements in investigating cases and providing disaster relief in the northwest. Even if the civil and military officials disagreed, His Majesty would certainly support him.

It was not until the autumn examination, when the list of the first batch of ladies was finalized, that Nan Yusheng breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to the girls' school after the court session.

妡妡, I did it.

In the girls' school, Zhi Jinhuan suddenly felt like she was in a dream. Looking at the lively girls' school, a smile gradually filled her eyes.

She seemed to have escaped from that endless cycle.

Until she heard a burst of hurried footsteps, Zhi Jinhuan looked up at the source of the sound and saw Nan Yusheng running towards her.

He had a sturdy figure and could not hide his smile.

At that moment, he was no longer the mature and steady Nanjing University student, but a young man with high spirits.

He stopped not far away, straightened his clothes, and stood upright. The jade pendant on his waist made a pleasant sound.

Nan Yusheng walked towards Zhi Jinhuan step by step, with gentle ripples in his warm eyes.

"Ai Ai, I have lived up to your trust."

Also, I miss you very much.