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On the second day after Xuancheng was banned from the princess mansion, Lu Meng issued another imperial decree, erasing Shu Dianhe's achievements and depriving him of his status as consort, while the prime minister who had some secret connection with Shu Dianhe was punished The salary is three months, as a punishment.

When the news spread to the prison, Shu Dianhe just let out a chuckle. The emperor's trust was indeed false, and she didn't care anymore.

This was what she laughed off once it spread to the people, but it aroused an uproar.

Who is right and who is wrong, who is stupid and who is wise, there is a weighing scale in the hearts of the people.

Dissatisfaction with Lu Meng quickly swept from the court to the outside like a gust of wind, and it grew deeper and deeper.

Time passed the Spring Festival and came to the Lantern Festival. Fireworks bloomed in the narrow window of the prison, which was the only scenery that could be seen in this desolate and dense sky prison.

Shu Dian folded his hands in shackles, leaning his back against the prison wall and staring at the fireworks in a daze.

She imagined what it would be like outside the high wall at this time.

It is a fire dragon leaping, and lanterns of various shapes decorate the entire long street, and a yellow-haired child runs in it, with no smile on his face;

Is it the silver trees, the star-opening wells, and the end of the Royal Street? The seven-storey Aoshan Lantern in the square is full of jewels and sparkles;

Or are the common people having fun together, the loving couple walking hand in hand in the crowded crowd, whispering sweetly to each other from time to time?

Recalling this scene last year, the story behind the Lucheng mask suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Tai? Ping...Xue Shao...Tai?

The stories of Xuancheng and her are so similar. She should have thought that Shangyuan Ye was already a warning from heaven to her. It's ridiculous that she didn't realize it.

She? Smiled, the corners of her eyes were filled with crystal tears, and the hairpin in her hand seemed to be the only courage to support her to live.

At the same time, in the prime minister's mansion, Su Wenning was more than eight months pregnant and was about to give birth, her stomach swelled up just sitting on it, as if she was holding a watermelon under her robe.

After sharing the Lantern Festival reunion dinner with his father and family members, Feng Zheng helped her slowly walk to his yard.

The prime minister's mansion is very large, and there are not many people, so they haven't moved out to buy another house so far.

Although Su Wenning said that her belly was already so big, she didn't have to be supported even when she walked a few steps. She repeatedly wanted to withdraw her hand and walk by herself, but Feng Zheng didn't allow her to be careless.

Su Wenning didn't take it seriously, he waved his arms and said, "What are you afraid of? I carried fifty pounds in the barracks that day, and I marched for eighty miles without breathing!

While holding the lantern, Feng Zheng watched nervously at her feet, and said, "It's not that I'm afraid, but the snow in the yard hasn't completely melted, and the ground is still slippery. What if you accidentally ?”

The corner of Su Wenning's mouth twitched helplessly, apparently not believing that he would be so unlucky.

But looking at Feng Zhengyi's serious face, it's not easy to refute his face, so let him go.

The two finally returned to their own yard. Su Wenning, with her big belly, didn't feel tired at all, but Feng Zheng's forehead was covered with sweat.

Back in the room, the servants retreated, and only the husband and wife were left. Su Wenning showed gloom, frowned, and said, "The son-in-law? What is this trying to do??"

Since Shu Dianhe was imprisoned, the husband and wife have been worrying about her safety every day.

Feng Zheng also couldn't figure it out, and sighed a long breath, feeling helpless spreading from the bottom of his heart, and said: "This matter? The bad thing is that the Sacred Heart is unpredictable."

He originally thought that only he and his father knew about Shu Dianhe's identity, and he couldn't figure out how this matter was leaked out, and it still fell into the hands of Yu Shi.

He even doubted his own father, but after this incident came out, his father was also implicated, so how could he do such a thing that would be harmful to himself instead of beneficial?

"As the saying goes, don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face. The emperor is so? Doting on the princess, even if the son-in-law makes a big mistake, the emperor shouldn't be like this? Absolutely send the son-in-law to prison." Su Wenning couldn't understand it.

She touched her belly.Being a mother for the first time, Su Wenning felt that it was new. From time to time, after the child was born, whether to let him learn martial arts from himself, protect the family and defend the country, or let Feng Zheng teach him how to practice calligraphy. Enter official career.

After this incident happened, she wanted to keep her children away from the court and these disturbances.

People like the son-in-law, who are dedicated to the country and the people, will be condemned by the emperor for no reason. How many people in the world can survive the imperial court?

The beloved son of the world's parents has far-reaching plans, and Su Wenning is no exception.

"Tomorrow, I will unite with other ministers, and then I will present an excerpt to persuade the emperor. Then I changed the subject and let the serious atmosphere in the room relax a bit. He put his ear on Su Wenning's stomach , waited for a long time, and then suddenly felt a slight push on the cheek.

Feng Zhengchu's heart was instantly filled with the joy of being a father. He beamed and said, "I feel that he is kicking me!"

Su Wenning immediately showed a soft smile, lowered his eyes and said, "Recently, he may know that he is going to be reincarnated, so he is much more restless."

"By the way, have you thought of a nickname for him yet?" she asked.

Naturally, the child's name must be given by his grandfather. The only thing the husband and wife can decide is the nickname.

Su Wenning read mostly military books, and couldn't figure out those literary things, so this task naturally fell on Feng Zheng's shoulders.

Feng Zhengyi patted himself on the forehead, and said like waking up from a dream: "Speaking of this matter, I have read "Chu Ci" and "Book of Songs" during this period of time, and after thinking about it several times, I still feel that it is not good enough. .”

"Although he has a nickname, he is our child. Naturally, he must be more cautious. He can't bark like cats and dogs like ordinary people's homes!"

Feng Zheng got more and more energetic as he talked, he simply got out of bed, put on the robe that he had just taken off, and said to Su Wenning: "Otherwise, you should go to bed first, I'll go to the study and think about it, this matter? We can't delay any longer. .”

Su Wenning originally asked casually, but he didn't expect him to be so serious. When he wanted to stop him, Feng Zheng had already rushed to the study. He looked so energetic that he probably couldn't pull ten cows. return.

She muttered a few words, then yawned, and fell asleep first.

Feng Zheng lit up the lampstand in the study room, the desk was full of files, the joyful expression on his face facing Su Wenning just now disappeared, and turned into deep thought that couldn't be resolved between his brows.

It was just an excuse to name his future child, and he was anxious about the matter, fearing that lying beside Su Wenning and tossing and turning would cause her to ask questions.

That's why I found such an excuse to sit quietly in the study alone.

The drum of the third watch has already been beaten, the prime minister's mansion is far away from the market, and the night outside the window is exceptionally quiet. Feng Zheng rolls up his sleeves and grinds the ink carefully, looking sideways at the files on the desk, his thoughts are overwhelming.

I don't know what Dianhe will be like in the prison at the moment. He is now a member of the Ministry of Punishment, and he is familiar with the methods of torture in the prison. Slip one block, and splash some ink in the inkstone pool.Looking at the blackened rice paper, Feng Zheng became even more confused.

The reason why the emperor has not convicted and punished Dianhe is unknown, but judging by his attitude of not accepting the persuasion and pleading of all officials, is it necessary to put Dianhe to death?

There was no one around, so he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Foolish King!" King Shang Zhou threatened his loyal minister Bi Gan to show his heart, but that's all.

I hope Dianhe will not be humiliated by villains.

He has already thought of how to save his best friend, but now his father is also under the suspicion of the emperor, if he does this, it will easily hurt his family...

Thinking of his unborn child, Feng Zheng pursed his dry lips, and the handwriting became more and more chaotic.

In the end, he simply tore up the written characters one by one, then changed to a clean rice paper, and started to write again.

Don't talk about a gentleman's integrity, how can he turn a blind eye to it? He is close friends with Dianhe? Help, why should he? He shouldn't just stand by and watch his best friend die.

Feng Zheng wrote the word "An Ning" vertically on the paper.

He decided that when his child was born, it would be called "peace" in small print, regardless of gender.

"peaceful……"

He repeated the name silently, and suddenly understood the profound meaning of the word "Shou Zhuo" that his father had given himself.

Some things? Only when you become a parent yourself can you realize how your parents feel when they face you.

On the second day, Feng Zheng found his younger sister and wanted to explain some things to her.

"Can you promise the second brother one thing?"

It was rare for Feng Xiwan to see her brother be so solemn in front of herself, so she couldn't help becoming serious, and asked in confusion, "What? What? Things?"

"I want you to help me take care of your sister-in-law." Feng Zhengyi entreated.

Feng Xiwan didn't realize what he meant for a while, she became more and more puzzled, and asked lately: "Second brother, why? So? Say, sister-in-law isn't always in the house? Why? Need my sister to take care of you? "

A little later, she had a guess, and then said: "Could it be that the second brother wants to travel far away?"

Feng Zheng originally wanted to tell his sister all about his plan, but he changed his mind one or two times, fearing that her sister would stop him if she knew about his adventure, and tell his father and Su Wenning about it, then what would he do? Can't do it.

He turned his head and looked at the frozen lake outside the thatched cottage, not letting his clever sister guess what he was thinking, and said, "I mean, just in case? The Ministry of Criminal Affairs has a lot of official duties recently, and your sister-in-law is about to give birth again." up.

If she feels uncomfortable when I'm busy outside, you must help me take care of her. "

"So that's how it is..." Feng Xiwan felt relieved when she heard what he said. Looking at her brother's expression of earnestness just now, it seemed as if she was confessing the funeral.

She promised: "Second brother, don't worry, the family has invited several well-known stable women in Beijing. My mother and I will take good care of my sister-in-law. If something happens, I will let the boy go to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to find you."

When his younger sister agreed, Feng Zheng felt relieved.

Xuancheng was confined in the princess mansion, like a trapped beast, no matter what? No matter what? No matter what? No matter what? No matter what? No matter how?