Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

It was early dawn, and the wind and cold dew were heavy.The morning sun has not yet arrived, but the rays of light have dyed the eastern sky red.

On the outskirts of the capital, there was a sound of horseshoes, and a carriage was coming against the rays of the sun, heading towards the direction of the capital.Sitting in the carriage were none other than Xie Zhao and the others who had rushed back from Quzhou after all the wind and rain.

Bingwen sat in the carriage, propped his chin with one hand, and closed his eyes from sleepiness.Just before his consciousness was about to fall into darkness, the horse crossed the pond, and the carriage heaved up and down, and the back of Bingwen's head hit the wall of the carriage. without a trace.

He stretched his hand to the back of his head, and when he touched a swollen part of the back of his head, he wanted to cry but said without tears: "The injury is in this place, can you only sleep with your head on your side in the past few days?"

Thinking of this, Bingwen couldn't hold back his complaints and glared at Xie Zhao: "If the young master hadn't rushed back to the capital in a hurry, I wouldn't have suffered this injury."

Regarding the return date of the inspector censor, the imperial court actually did not have a very precise regulation.

After dealing with the matter in Quzhou, Xie Zhao could have brought Bingwen and the coachman back leisurely.But when they passed the post station last night, Xie Zhao suddenly changed his mind. Instead of resting at the post station, they changed horses and went straight to the capital without stopping.

Bingwen didn't sleep all day and all night, so naturally he couldn't support himself on the carriage and dozed off a little.

But suddenly, when the back of his head hit the carriage, he didn't fall asleep, he just rubbed the back of his head carefully, and said angrily, "The young master is in a hurry to come back to see the third prince, and he doesn't even want to sleep. !"

Why is this Bingwen always talking nonsense!

Xie Zhao didn't sleep all night, and his spirit was actually not very good.Hearing Bingwen's nonsense, he slightly bent his right index finger and middle finger, and tapped on Bingwen's forehead.

He retorted confidently: "I'm here to return to my life as soon as possible, don't judge me with villainous thinking."

Bingwen knocked on the back of the head, and Xie Zhao lightly tapped on the forehead again, and immediately said aggrieved: "I hit my head, but you still hit my forehead." He said unconvinced: "You just let me tell you what's on your mind." , so I became angry from embarrassment."

Xie Zhao glanced at him, then snorted softly, "It's you who think too much."

Bingwen looked at him suspiciously: "You don't want to see the third prince soon at all?"

Xie Zhao clenched his fists and coughed, his eyes wandering: "It's not that I want to see His Highness, but I haven't heard His Highness's piano sound for a long time, so I can't help thinking about it..."

Seeing Bingwen's clear gaze, he slightly raised his voice and said bravely: "Of course, in my mind, the most important thing is to return to Beijing as soon as possible to report to the Holy Spirit about Quzhou."

When I miss people, I miss people, but I insist on saying that I miss the sound of the piano.

Bingwen curled his lips, too lazy to talk to Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao's heart skipped a beat when he saw Bingwen's insightful gaze, so he simply looked away, opened the curtain in the car and looked out.The slightly damp wind in the morning blew across his cheeks, extinguishing the faint heat on both sides of his cheeks.

Xie Zhao calmed down and began to appreciate the scenery outside the window.

It was early autumn when Xie Zhao left the capital, and it was late autumn when he came back now.

The trees on both sides of the road stood tall and straight, and when a gust of wind blew by, the leaves made a rustling sound, and the red leaves fluttered and fell to the ground.

Xie Zhao stretched out his hand to catch a piece of red maple that floated into the carriage.

Bingwen persuaded from the side: "Young master, you should put down the curtain. It's almost winter, the morning wind is very cold, and you haven't rested for another day. Be careful that the wind blows too much cold air into your body."

Xie Zhao didn't ask Bingwen to worry about him, but put down the curtain obediently.

At the last moment when the curtain was lowered, his eyes glanced inadvertently through the window, and he vaguely glimpsed a long Wuwa Pavilion standing in front of him.

Suddenly, the appearance of the man coming in the rain that day with his clothes drenched came into his mind.

Xie Zhao pursed his lips, with a smile in his eyes.

"May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick..."

After reading the poem over and over again, the corners of Xie Zhao's lips rose uncontrollably.But the next moment, the smile began to solidify.Xie Zhao realized belatedly: Was there someone standing in the pavilion just now?

With this thought, my heart beats fast.

Xie Zhao hurriedly shouted to the groom outside the carriage: "Stop! Stop quickly!"

The coachman was startled by his sudden voice, and hastily reined in the reins, but the horse was running fast all the way, and at this time it was suddenly reined in, and the speed inevitably couldn't be slowed down for a while.

While continuing to rein in the coachman, he asked Xie Zhao in the carriage: "Master Xie, do you have any orders?"

As soon as the words were finished, the coachman only heard a few thuds, and Xie Zhao, who was wearing a blue uniform, had already opened the door of the carriage.The wind blowing against his face made him feel cold, and after a jolt, he hurriedly ordered "wait for me a moment" before jumping off the carriage.

Before the carriage stopped completely, Xie Zhao had jumped off the ground.

He staggered, and after stabilizing a little, he hurried to his destination.

In the Wuwa Pavilion, Fu Ling stands tall and tall, standing quietly in the pavilion, smiling and looking ahead.

As far as the eye can see, there are red maples all over the ground, only the man is dressed in green and full of vitality. He ran towards him, as if he came with a warm spring, which makes people's hearts soft. down.

Xie Zhao ran too fast and almost ran into Fu Ling's arms.

Fortunately, he stopped in time and stopped a few inches away from Fu Ling.

Xie Zhao took a breath, raised his head and looked at Fu Ling with a smile.As if the difference of nearly two months did not exist, he greeted with a brisk tone: "Good morning, Your Highness."

Seeing him stabilize his body, Fu Ling, who thought he couldn't stop himself, withdrew his outstretched hand with some regret.

He lowered his eyes into Xie Zhao's eyes, and said with a light smile, "Good morning, Ah Zhao."

Why is it suddenly called Ah Zhao...?

Strange, strange, embarrassing.

Xie Zhao felt his face was going to burn red.

The two reunited after a long absence, Xie Zhao originally held back a lot of words and wanted to talk to the person in front of him.But now that Fu Lingren was standing in front of him, Xie Yushi, who had always been eloquent, suddenly became a mute.

How strange, Xie Zhao thought, when he was coveting the sound of other people's zither, how could he be so eloquent and thick-skinned, but now that everyone belongs to him, he can't say a word?

Xie Zhao didn't speak, Fu Ling waited for him quietly, tolerant and patient.

Under such gazes, Xie Zhao managed to hold back a sentence: "When I left, His Highness came to see me off; now that I'm back, His Highness also came to pick me up."

He asked: "How did Your Highness know that I am coming back today?"

Fu Ling's eyes were soft, and he teased: "I said that there is a sympathy, do you believe it?"

It was just a joke, but Xie Zhao nodded seriously and replied, "I believe it."

He repeated: "I believe everything His Highness says."

In fact, there is no such thing as a tacit understanding, it's just that the news from Zeng Cheng is fast.

Fu Ling laughed, and just wanted to say that he was stupid, but when he saw him looking at him intently, his clear eyes were full of trust, and suddenly he felt that Mr. Xie, who was always alert, was cute even if he was stupid.

Seeing that Xie Zhao's eyes were slightly black and his expression was haggard, Fu Ling just wanted to speak out, but he heard the sound of horseshoes galloping in his ears.

The two turned their heads for a while, and saw Liao Qingfeng, who was wearing a crimson official uniform, coming on a horse in front of the road.He reined in his horse and stopped in front of the pavilion, looked down at Fu Ling and Xie Zhao in the pavilion, and said triumphantly, "I knew the third prince was here to pick up Xie Zhao, but I caught him."

The smile on Fu Ling's face gradually disappeared.

He looked at Liao Qingfeng's eyes coldly, hiding his dissatisfaction: "Master Liao is a Jinwu guard, why should you sneak behind me?"

"It's my fault."

Liao Qingfeng apologized straightforwardly: "It's just that today's situation is urgent, and I need Xie Zhao to accompany me to do something, so I rashly followed after learning that His Highness was leaving the city."

"Master Lin Zhenglin, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and the generals of the sixteen guards were framed, and they will be convicted early today."

Liao Qingfeng sat on the horse, and after speaking concisely, he leaned over and stretched out his hand to Xie Zhao: "Xie Zhao, you have a lot of tricks, and your majesty can listen to your words, and now the matter is urgent, so hurry back with me and see what's going on. Is there any room for maneuver?"

Involving the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the generals of the Sixteen Guards?Is this a big shake-up in the officialdom?

Xie Zhao was dumbfounded.

Knowing that this matter was important, he didn't care about the embarrassment of riding with Liao Qingfeng, and hurried out of the pavilion, reaching out to hold Liao Qingfeng's hand and get on the horse: "The morning court should start, let's go back quickly!"

Just when Xie Zhao's hand was about to catch Liao Qingfeng's palm, Fu Ling gently held Xie Zhao's arm and pulled his hand back.

Under the surprised and puzzled eyes of Xie Zhao and Liao Qingfeng, he said softly, "Master Xie, ride my horse back."

Xie Zhao's attention had been completely attracted by Liao Qingfeng's words, and he didn't notice the change of his address for a while.

He was taken aback for a moment: "Then how do you go back, Your Highness?"

Fu Ling pursed his lips: "I'll just go back in Mr. Xie's carriage."

Now that the situation was urgent, Xie Zhao didn't refuse Fu Ling.He smiled gratefully and said goodbye to Fu Ling: "Your Highness, then I will take a step ahead with Master Liao."

Xie Zhao got on his horse, and he and Liao Qingfeng rode away quickly.Fu Ling was left alone standing on the spot, looking at the red and green clothes of the two of them in the distance, he just felt oppressed and uncomfortable.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "This Liao Qingfeng is really annoying."

Liao Qingfeng didn't know that he was rejected by others.

On the way back to the capital, he briefly explained to Xie Zhao what had happened in the past few days, from the discovery of hidden weapons in Lin Zheng's village to the involvement of the sixteen guards, he told Xie Zhao everything he knew.

Xie Zhao frowned when he heard Wan Xu's name, and when he heard that Lin Ying was framed for hiding weapons, his face was already full of seriousness.

Liao Qingfeng said: "The Minister of the Ministry of Officials has a special position, Master Lin must not be involved. And the sixteen guards cannot be involved, otherwise the distribution of military power in the entire capital will be re-divided. If it falls into the hands of some ghosts and snakes, the consequences will not be too much. words." Xie Zhao frowned: "I understand what you mean."

After a pause, he replied, "I have a way to save Lord Lin."

Liao Qingfeng was immediately overjoyed: Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with looking for Xie Zhao!

I thought everything was going to turn around, but it was a pity that the two of them arrived at the Meridian Gate, only to find that a crucial issue had been overlooked: this day was neither Shuo Dynasty nor Wang Dynasty, Xie Zhao, as the sixth-rank servant Yushi , is not eligible to enter the palace to participate in the court meeting.

After a moment of silence, Liao Qingfeng whispered to him: "You were able to enter the palace even if you were limping last time, so you should be able to enter the palace this time too, right?"

Before Xie Zhao could answer, the two Jinwu guards on duty had heard this with sharp ears, and looked at Xie Zhao vigilantly: "The mistake we made last time, we will not make it again this time."

Seeing that Xie Zhao lowered his head to touch something from his arms, one of the Jinwu guards hurriedly said, "No, no, thank you, we know that you don't have an imperial token, so you don't have to take out your pass to fool us anymore. "

Seen through his thoughts, Xie Zhao smiled mischievously and put down his hands: "Look at what you said, I will definitely not do the trick again if I have done it once."

Liao Qingfeng didn't expect Xie Zhao to be stuck at the Meridian Gate.

Looking at the sun that was already high, thinking about the morning morning that had already started, he was a little anxious: "Xie Zhao, is there anything else you can do?"

Is there any way?

Of course there is.

Xie Zhao sighed, turned around, and walked towards a big red drum standing not far from the Meridian Gate.

Sensing his intention, Liao Qingfeng froze for a moment, then grabbed his forearm and pulled him back.He said in disbelief: "What are you going to do, you can't beat the drum!"

This drum is the Drum of Resentment. Once it is sounded, the person who complains of grievances will be brought directly in front of the Holy One, and he will personally interrogate the grievances.

Due to the great effect and far-reaching influence of this drum, in order to prevent the drum from being abused, successive dynasties have stipulated that if the grievance is false, the person who complains of grievance will be exiled for thousands of miles, and will not be allowed to enter the capital again for the rest of his life.

"You still don't know how confident you are, why bother to beat the drum!"

Liao Qingfeng was in a hurry.Although he hoped that Xie Zhao would help, he didn't want Xie Zhao to be involved in this matter and end up in the miserable situation of being dismissed from office and exiled for thousands of miles.

He regretted, "You don't have to bet the rest of your life on this!"

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Xie Zhao reassured him: "We have been together for a long time, you should know that I never do things that I am not sure of - I naturally have enough evidence to prove that Mr. Lin is innocent, so I stood up."

He finally said: "Liao Qingfeng, trust me."

Liao Qingfeng met his firm eyes and could only grit his teeth and let go of his forearm.

Xie Zhao smiled casually, strode up to the Mingyuan Drum, picked up the drumstick at the side, and slammed it on the drum!

The corners of his lips raised, and under Jin Wuwei's astonished gaze, he shouted loudly: "Minister Xie Zhao, I have a grievance to appeal—"

The drumstick hit the drum again, making a deafening sound, which spread to the surroundings and into the palace.

Xie Zhao sneered, with a serious face, raised his arms again, and smashed the drumstick hard on the drum.He raised his voice and repeated again: "Chen Xie Zhao, I have a grievance to appeal—"

Liao Qingfeng on the side was dumbfounded.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he said convincedly, "This Xie Zhao is really kind."

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