Fate with you

The county magistrate of Haining County beat Dengwen Drum, telling the head of the court that the matter of blowing up the embankment and releasing the flood spread throughout Kyoto within a few days.Hai Ding's last words were also spread, and they were vividly told over and over again in the teahouse, and the tall image of the loyal man was vividly displayed before his eyes.

"He is a loyal minister, and he traveled thousands of miles to Beijing for the common people." Someone said in the teahouse, "When Mr. Hai went to the palace, he was beaten to pieces. Even so, he never bent his back."

The people's thinking is very simple, they put life and death aside, just to seek justice for the people, what is it not to be a loyal minister?Everyone sighed.An old man asked: "Where is Mr. Hai from? What year did you become a Jinshi? The same subject and fellow countrymen should help." This man has some knowledge, and most of the officials have friends from the teacher's school, and officials from the same township will also help Give a helping hand.

As soon as the words came out, everyone echoed.

Someone in the know shook his head, his voice was heavy and sad: "It's too late, Mr. Hai was murdered that day and died in prison."

The loyal and good official came to such a bleak end, and everyone was filled with deep sorrow.

"On that day, Lord Hai said that he came for this treacherous court. Sure enough, he was killed as soon as he was released from prison. He knew that the crime would be dangerous, but he still came." The student in dark clothes said angrily: "Knowing that it can't be done, this is a big festival! People in my generation should set an example. I hope you will walk with me, let's go to worship Haigong, and we can't let the heroic spirit of loyal ministers go alone!"

As soon as this proposal came out, the common people responded, followed the student, bought incense candles along the way, and went to worship Haiding outside Dali Temple.

Since then, Haiding's unyielding deeds spread quickly inside and outside the capital, and people of insight shouted "the sun is shining" to speak out for Haiding.

With such a great momentum, Mu Sheng naturally heard about it.Hai Ding is admirable, but she would never believe that the momentum in front of her was created in just a few days, and that no one was manipulating it behind her back.

I still remember that day, when His Majesty heard the news of Hai Ding's death, he was so angry that he couldn't speak. He never thought that she would take advantage of Hai Ding's death to launch a counterattack so quickly.

Who knows who Haiding sued?The big hat of "traitor" was put on Pei Bo'an's head perfectly. The destruction of the dam in the south of the Yangtze River was naturally caused by him. There is no need to find any evidence. The sacrifice of loyal ministers and righteous men has already made the people believe that Pei Bo'an is a traitor. ilk.When the time comes, Lord Huai'an will participate in the impeachment of Pei Bo'an again, and it will be expected by everyone. No one will think that Pei Bo'an is innocent.

Mu Sheng could only try her best to turn the situation around when the situation was in full swing, Mu Sheng had to say admiration, she really underestimated His Majesty.

The night was quiet, and the pine waves outside the window were melodious. Mu Sheng wrote the last word on the paper, put down the pen, picked up the paper and read it through. After confirming that it was correct, she put it on the desk and let the ink dry.

There was a knock on the door, Mu Sheng looked at the hourglass on the table, got up and walked to the door, and asked, "Who knocked?"

There was a moment of silence outside, and after a while, the familiar voice sounded slowly, as if passing through thousands of mountains and rivers to her ears: "It's Zhen."

Mu Sheng's heart trembled, and he hurriedly opened the door, only to see Meng Xiuyi wrapped in a cloak, standing outside the door alone.As soon as the door was opened, the lights in the room streamed down, shining on Meng Xiuyi's body, revealing her straight figure and handsome face under the shadow.Mu Sheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull her in, and said: "Why is Your Majesty here?" He touched her hand and felt that it was not cold, so he felt relieved.

Meng Xiuyi allowed her to move, walked into the inner room without any acknowledgment, took off his cloak, and still joked: "You care about me so much? Afraid I'll catch cold?"

Mu Sheng took her cloak and hung it up, ignoring her nonsense.Meng Xiuyi didn't care, he just sat on the couch, leaned back, and lay down.

"I'm really tired. Only by getting out of that lonely deep palace can I get a moment's respite." Meng Xiuyi closed his eyes and murmured.

Her face was a little pale, and the blackness in her eyes seemed to be more intense than the last time I saw her. I knew she was very tired. Not only did she have to fight wits and courage with the officials at the court, but she also had to review the memorials late at night, so it was rare for her to sleep Completely feel that, even if it is so, occasionally the minister will embarrass him.

Being an emperor is not so easy, especially if you want to be a good emperor, you can't do whatever you want.

Looking at the figure on the couch, Mu Sheng felt that His Majesty seemed to have lost weight.

After Meng Xiuyi finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Mu Sheng, saw her standing far away, neither approaching nor retreating, just staring at her blankly, couldn't help being funny, beckoned and said: "Come here."

Mu Sheng walked over obediently, and as soon as she reached the bed, the emperor grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard. Mu Sheng couldn't stand still, and with a low cry, she fell on Meng Xiuyi's body.

"Your Majesty!" Mu Sheng was shocked and couldn't help but angrily reprimanded.

But the emperor turned a deaf ear to her, and reached out to touch her smooth chin, admiringly: "The beauty's angry appearance is also quite interesting."

Mu Sheng turned her head, not wanting to see her dead.

Meng Xiuyi was not the one to retreat when faced with difficulties, he firmly pinched Mu Sheng's chin, forcing her to turn around and look at her.Mu Sheng finally had no choice but to say: "Come here in the middle of the night, just to tease the minister?"

Meng Xiuyi nodded: "Not bad."

Mu Sheng: "..."

"I still want to hold you to sleep." Meng Xiuyi stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.

In the past, Mu Sheng would have struggled shyly, but now, they are in love with each other and have a skin-to-skin relationship. Such a tight hug will only make her feel warm and at ease.

The breeze blowing through the window blows the curtain, and the clear pine waves outside the window no longer enter the ears.Meng Xiuyi's heart was full of peace.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking?" Mu Sheng raised her head and rested her chin on Meng Xiuyi's collarbone.

"I didn't think about anything." Meng Xiuyi closed his eyes and said.Mu Sheng stretched out his hand to caress her neck, followed by her jade-like chin, and then her lips.Meng Xiuyi opened his mouth to bite that naughty finger, and put it in his mouth, his dexterous tongue did not miss this opportunity to kiss Fangze, and licked gently along her fingertips.

Mu Sheng's cheeks were slightly red, and she quickly drew back, clenched into a small fist, she didn't know where to put it.Knowing that she is thin-skinned, Meng Xiuyi stopped teasing her and said with a light smile, "It smells like ink, you were writing just now?"

Mu Sheng hurriedly responded: "Exactly."

"Write what?"

Mu Sheng was a little hesitant, looked at Meng Xiuyi's face, and said, "Haigong's sacrificial oration. It was written by the Minister of the Household Department, Mr. Lu."

Meng Xiuyi was taken aback, and said: "You know Lu Ping?" Mu Sheng is talented and talented, writing a sacrificial oration is not difficult, but why would Lu Ping ask her to write it?Shouldn't a great Confucian with high morals be found for such a grand event that is famous all over the country?

"Before, I only met once outside His Majesty's palace." Mu Sheng replied.

Meng Xiuyi thought for a while, then smiled easily: "Lu Ping looks honest and honest, but he is full of calculations. If he asks you to write, you can write. If you write well, you will surely become famous. This is good for you."

Mu Sheng also considered that Lu Ping had always surrounded His Majesty, and that she admired Lord Hai, so it was not easy to write a sacrificial rite for him and express her respect.

The topic has already involved Hai Ding, Mu Sheng thought for a while, looked at Meng Xiuyi's calm expression, and said, "Hai Gong..." How did Hai Ding die? The emperor must know.

Meng Xiuyi knew what she was going to say, opened her eyes, but she didn't know where to look. After a long time, she answered the wrong question: "Haiding must die." It doesn't matter who did it, whether it was suicide or homicide, it doesn't matter What matters is who can seize Haiding's death and make a big article.As it turned out, she won.

Mu Sheng's chest throbbed violently, as if he had touched some shocking secret.

Meng Xiuyi took a deep breath, patted her hand and said, "You don't have to be sad, Haiding deserved his death. When things are settled, I will pursue his posthumous title and return the honor he deserved."

She was not filled with righteous indignation, nor was she discouraged, but her tone was very peaceful, as if it was very natural.

Mu Sheng, who always thought that she was familiar with the officialdom, only felt that she had only touched a dark corner until tonight. It was a brand new world, full of calculations and killings, there was no right or wrong, only the winner was king.Looking at Meng Xiuyi and her calm face, she felt chills all over her body.