I am the poor scholar

Next, the scholar who forged the letter came out.

When Meng Zhe saw him, his face turned pale.

This is clearly the scholar they hired to forge the letter, isn't he dead?

The eunuch said at the right time: "Actually... the old slave has a jade pendant, which can prove that Meng Zhe has a connection with the old slave."

"Hand it over!" Huo Jiang shouted softly.

The jade pendant is transparent, moist and emerald green, the double fish pattern is carved very carefully, and it is Burmese emerald jade.

Burmese jadeite is a tribute.

The emperor is a jade pendant with dragon patterns.

King Yan is a piece of natural uncut jade.

The last piece was the double fish pattern jade pendant, which was given to Meng Zhe.

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Meng Zhe's face.

Meng Che's face was pale.

This piece of jade is obviously still at home, how did it end up here?

The corners of Bu Qingyun's eyes curled, and his eyelashes drooped with the movement of laughing, leaving a faint silhouette on the lower eyelid.

King Yan's Mansion is full of talents.Of course, Bu Qingyun ordered someone to find it out.

Meng Zhe argued, "This jade pendant disappeared three days ago! This is a false accusation!"

General Huo spat at him lightly: "Bah! Three days ago, my guards surrounded Yan Wang's mansion! Are you suspicious of my general's subordinates?"

"No!" Meng Zhe's eyes lit up, as if he saw the dawn of hope, "Your Majesty's guest once personally identified you!"

Bu Qingyun said slowly: "Let's get rid of this problem first, and we will go to the palace to ask His Majesty for advice when we have something to do."

"Come on, tie up Meng Zhe and gag me!" Huo Jiang ordered lightly.

"Now, let's look at other objections."

"Second, monopolize the power and act on your own." Bu Qingyun put away the paper, lifted his upper lip to reveal his white teeth, and sneered, "Everyone is such an adult, act on your own, act on your own, without considering other people's opinions , Ladies and gentlemen, this is an empty-mouthed slander."

The courtiers below looked embarrassed.

I don't know if it's been too long, but the ears of these guys are getting softer than the other.

"This junior is here to tell you all about the deeds of King Yan since he came to power."

"..."

Bu Qingyun talked about it, turning over and over the accusations, combining theory with practice, and the courtiers who just said it bowed their heads in shame.

Finally, Bu Qingyun sighed: "Everyone, do you know that rotten wood can't be carved?"

Your brains have degenerated in the officialdom, right?

"The wall of dung cannot be smashed!" Even as a military officer, Huo Jiangqing answered the question immediately.

The high-pitched voice fell, and it fell silent.

"Pfft." Someone on King Yan's side laughed out loud.

The person on the other side was ashamed for a while, and finally Huo Jiangqing said decisively: "My lord, if this matter is really wrong for this general, I will take the blame myself! But now, you are still suspected of murdering the late emperor!"

"I think so too."

"Enter the palace to confront."

Bu Qingyun and Xiao Yang spoke at the same time.

Bu Qingyun followed Xiao Yang and said: "Then let's go to the palace and confront each other, and see if His Majesty has any hidden secrets."

-

Bianjing has never had such a massive convoy. All the officials gathered together and marched towards the palace.

From this convoy, one can already glimpse the wealth of Prince Yan's Mansion.

Sitting in the same carriage with Xiao Yang, Bu Qingyun said: "Did the little emperor pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, or was he coerced?"

Xiao Yang was closing his eyes and resting his mind, listening to this: "It needs to be discussed."

That is, he doesn't know anymore.

Bu Qingyun sat across from Xiao Yang, looking at Xiao Yang's sword eyebrows and hooked nose, every part is handsome, every part is ironed.

His heart sank, there was only him and him in the cramped space, it was the first time that Bu Qingyun was alone with Xiao Yang since he realized his intentions.

Clearly feeling the joy from the bottom of his heart, Bu Qingyun's voice was soft and soft: "Xiao Shiqi, when this matter is over, I will tell you one thing."

Xiao Yang didn't move his eyes: "Speak now."

"Haha." Bu Qingyun stopped talking.

-

Meng Zhe was tied up, because there were too many people, only the leaders of both sides remained.

Huo Jiangqing, Bu Qingyun and others went in together.

"Your Majesty won't come out." The eunuch serving the little emperor shook his head and said.

"..." The ministers standing in Qiankun Hall looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the previous incident, there were many people who had the same thought as Xiao Yang, the little emperor recharged his batteries.

But now, the obvious retreat made these people look at each other in blank dismay, and for a moment they couldn't figure out what kind of temperament the little emperor had.

After a while, Bu Qingyun said: "Go to the bedroom."

When a mighty group of ministers came to the palace, they had already broken the rules of etiquette, so now they have to whitewash the peace?

Thinking of this, Bu Qingyun stepped in first.

"Hey! You can't go in! It's not suitable for etiquette!"

Soon, Xiao Yang and others moved together.

"Hey! You can't go in!"

The little emperor's bedroom is not big, it is in the apse of Qiankun Hall.

A group of people squeezed inside, making it even more narrow.

The little emperor was sitting on the canopy bed at the Huanghuali Moon Cave Gate, the two curtains were lowered, and the little emperor could not be seen.

Bu Qingyun said to the eunuch: "Since you are in, you can go out."

"Go out." The little emperor's voice came from behind the curtain.

"Go out." Bu Qingyun said kindly.

Although they didn't meet each other, but from the tone of his voice, it can be heard that this person has not lost his mind.

Bu Qingyun saluted: "See Your Majesty."

Except for Xiao Yang and Meng Zhe, the rest of the people saluted similarly.

"Flat body."

This is the first time Xiao Yang heard these two words from Xiao Jue's mouth.

Bu Qingyun turned his head to the side and motioned Xiao Yang to ask with his eyes.

Xiao Yang said: "Why did you lie?"

He didn't ask other questions, and went straight in with Xiao Jue's position of framing himself.

The curtains were quietly drawn down, and the bedroom of about ten square meters slowly and instantly calmed down.

Everyone was waiting for Xiao Jue's reply.

After a long time, Bu Qingyun's face turned cold, thinking that this white-cut black bastard was going to play tricks.

A voice came from behind the curtain: "Meng Zhe is so loyal, he helped me eradicate jesters, why don't I go with the flow?"

I.

With just one word of self-proclaimed, the faces of people other than Qingyun gave way in an instant.

"That is to say, are you really lying?!" Huo Jiang gritted his teeth lightly.

"A jester?" Xiao Yang snorted lightly, the slightest bit of pain flashed by, and he said in an instant, "This king looks like this in His Majesty's eyes?"

"Amassing money, gaining power, fame, war, which one is not worthy of a jester?"

"Oh." Xiao Yang said indifferently, "Back off."

He was ordering Bu Qingyun, Huo Jiangqing, Meng Zhe and others.

Everyone came here just to let the truth come to light. Now that the goal has been achieved, they will retreat.

Seeing that the uncle and nephew had something to say, Bu Qingyun said to Xiao Yang: "I'll wait for you outside."

In the ten square meters, only two uncles and nephews were left, and the curtain was suddenly lifted.

Xiao Yang saw Xiao Jue.

He was dressed neatly, sitting cross-legged on the bed, trying to look majestic, but because of his forced composure, he looked a little funny.

How could Xiao Yang not understand his appearance, he immediately sneered and said: "There is a thorn in my flesh, I need to rely on other people's means, I have lived in the palace for a long time, I have no influence and no connections, I have no ambitions, and my strength is not enough."

He said lightly: "Trash."

"You are not allowed to say!" The child blushed, and looked angry as if his tail had been stepped on.

Obviously, obviously being watched by him all the time, how could he cultivate power? !

"Trash." Xiao Yang repeated.

"I'm going to kill you!" The child probably endured it to the extreme, and rushed forward.

Xiao Yang turned sideways to hide.

"Cough cough cough!" The child rushed to the ground and lay down on the ground.

Xiao Yang watched with cold eyes, either hated iron for being weak, or was angry, he said: "This king will save your life, and this king wants to see what kind of tricks you can make."

"You won't kill me?" The child coughed up tears.

Xiao Yang looked down from top to bottom, as if looking down on the dust at the foot of the mountain from a high mountain, Xiao Jue was not in his eyes at all: "By you?"

The nephew had held resentment for a long time, and during the interrogation three days ago, the resentment finally broke out.

But this means.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang mocked: "Ignorant child, you have a wicked heart but no courage."

"You, here, I, wait, wait." Xiao Jue paused word by word.

"Ah."

No one would abolish the emperor because the emperor framed his subjects, Xiao Yang thought.

The time has not come.

-

No one thought of it.Xiao Yang, known as the Prince Regent in private, would let Xiao Jue go.

The old men who were used as guns by their age panicked, covered their faces with their sleeves, and apologized vaguely, or said: "My lord, there is a pearl in the lower government..."

Meng Zhe was thrown into prison, and the crusade that lasted for three days suddenly disappeared, and Xiao Yang's reputation quickly reversed.

On the other hand, Meng Zhe's reputation was so bad that he was like a rat crossing the street.

Bu Qingyun prepared several jars of wine, and ran to Xiao Yang's Yuntao Courtyard holding the jars at night.

The candlelight was faint, and Bu Qingyun's face was covered with a layer of warm light, and he smiled cheerfully and pleasingly: "My lord, I'm here to drink with you."

"drink."

Bowl after bowl, Bu Qingyun put his hands on the table to support his chin, stared at Xiao Yang with slightly drunken eyes, rubbed his face from time to time, and yawned lazily at the same time.

Very handsome.

Bu Qingyun was thinking drunkenly.

People are okay.

That little bastard Xiao Jue is such a bastard, he hasn't been wiped out yet.

He yawned again.

A layer of mist floated in front of Bu Qingyun's eyes, and he seemed to remember his plan in a daze.

But his heart felt infinite pain, Bu Qingyun walked slowly in front of Xiao Yang, bent down and hugged Xiao Yang's neck, pressing his head on his chest.

Feeling that he was about to struggle, Bu Qingyun hiccupped and comforted with alcohol in his mouth: "Don't be sad, that brat isn't worth it, I'll accompany you."

"I'm not sad." Xiao Yang remained expressionless.

Nothing to be sad about.

It's quite normal for things like fighting in the same room to happen in the royal family.

That is, occasionally a little melancholy.

"Oh." Bu Qingyun was so drunk that he leaned down, and the black writing on the palm of his hand suddenly came into view.

correct.

Bu Qingyun thought in a daze.

I have something to do.

Blinking his eyes hard, the layer of mist in front of his eyes was squeezed out, and Bu Qingyun could see clearly the words written in the palm of his hand.

I am happy with you.

Oh, remember, I wrote it myself.Afraid of forgetting.

"I am happy with you." Bu Qingyun read out slowly.

Xiao Yang's body froze, he was melancholy, hesitant, everything disappeared.

His handsome face suddenly turned red. His ears were hot, as if he was in heaven, and his throat felt as if he had eaten honey, which was sweet.

Why is he so direct?

As if saying it wasn't enough, Bu Qingyun repeated: "I am happy with you, I am happy with you, I am happy with you."

The speed of speech became faster and faster, quickly dispelling the unhappiness caused by the messy things during the day, Bu Qingyun spoke more and more slippery.

"I saw you."

"Yes, I have my eye on you."

"Shut up!" Xiao Yang's face flushed, and his heart beat faster and faster because of Bu Qingyun's brisk tone.

"That's right." Bu Qingyun's eyes showed lines of laughter, and the corners of his mouth showed a brilliant arc, "I've just fallen in love with you!"

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