Father is on top, I was wrong

Xiao Gui half-understood, but grasped the key question, raised his head and asked him.

"Father Xiang will go back?"

Wen Wujue froze for a moment, lowered his eyes, "I don't know."

Air condensation.

Xiao Guiru was struck by lightning, he paused for a moment, regardless of the injury on his hand, he strangled his body fiercely.

"Can't go back!"

"But even here,? I can't control it. Whether I can go back or not is not up to me."

Xiao Gui frowned suddenly, his face full of disbelief, "How could such a weird thing happen?"

His heavy eyes lingered on his Xiangfu's face, and he said darkly: "Couldn't Xiangfu deceive me again?"

Wen Wujue said helplessly, "No, when did I lie to you?"

Xiao Gui said bitterly: "Father Xiang didn't lie to me so often?"

Under the heavy curtains, the light was dim, and Xiao Gui didn't see clearly the expression on his father's face.

The more you can't understand it, the more uncertain you will be.

The surroundings were quiet for a while, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, as if biting, but he didn't dare to use too much force, suppressing his feelings.

A muffled voice came out, "I won't let you go! Do you hear me?"

There was impatience in Wen Wujue's eyes,? He pressed his slender fingers on the top of his head, gently comforting him.

He neither responded to Xiao Gui nor refused, and let him gnaw on his lips, gasping slightly in pain.

He thought of the bottle of medicine that Liu Xuan drank today, and he didn't know when it would happen.

The future is bleak, and life and death are unpredictable.

He couldn't promise Xiao Gui anything, so why should he leave the shadow of life and death in such a good age?

Xiao Hui is still young, and he will always meet someone suitable for him in the future.

My wrist hurts.

Xiao Gui pinched him suddenly, his eyes were red, "Did Xiangfu hear that?"

this ancestor.

Wen Wujue caught a glimpse of his hand bleeding again, so he had no choice but to respond, "I heard."

"What did you hear?" He continued to ask unwillingly.

"..." Wen Wujue was speechless, "I heard you, don't leave."

Only then did Xiao Gui let go of his hand contentedly.

He was only lingering around the corner of his lips, but suddenly, all the way down.

Wen Wujue was forced to raise his head slightly, while pushing him, but couldn't stop his grabbing.

Until Xiao Gui placed his hand on his lower back, trying to undo the jade buckle on his belt.

Wen Wujue shrank suddenly, and dodged back, almost falling off the couch.

Xiao Gui fished him back, and his voice was low, "What is Xiangfu afraid of?"

"do not."

Wen Wujue put his hand on his chest, and there was an arm between them.

"Why?" Xiao Gui asked.

"……You are hurt."

"No problem."

"It will get in the way..."

Wen Wujue almost bit his tongue, what the hell are you talking about?

He has never changed his expression when fooling people all his life, and he has never been so hasty.

Xiao Gui laughed, and there was a faint light in his black eyes.

"Father Xiang is worried about me?"

Wen Wujue rolled his eyes at him, looked at the tuanlong embroidered pattern on the tent above his head, and asked silently, how could he be entangled by such a shameless thing?

Xiao Gui stretched out his hand, brought Wen Wujue back into his arms, stroked his back one by one.

"Okay, then I will give Xiangfu a little time."

Wen Wujue rested his chin on his shoulder, his eyes dimly set in the distance, and he didn't speak.

The next day, the sky suddenly appeared, the sun shines into the hall, and the light dust dances in the twilight.

Wen Wujue adjusted the crown belt, walked out of the bedroom, and caught a glimpse of a slightly hunched figure standing under the eaves, stretched by the sun, and heard the sound of him coming out, but did not turn around.

He paused slightly, "Eunuch Li, why did you wake up so early before the hour?"

Li Ling sighed softly, his tone a little sad, "I can't sleep."

Wen Wujue felt that his attitude was different, so it was inconvenient to ask more questions, so he said: "The emperor must have lost too much blood yesterday, and he hasn't woken up yet, please wait a moment, father-in-law."

As he said that, he walked down the steps under the platform step by step, thinking about what happened to the rioters yesterday, and it was time to ask about it.

Li Ling looked at the thin figure walking away with a complicated look on his sleeves.

He watched Xiao Gui grow up from a young age, so he couldn't help but know his thoughts.

At first, I thought why he suddenly had a crush on Wen Wujue recently, but it turned out to be true, he has a crush on him.

Li Ling wiped the corners of his eyes, how could he have the face to meet the late emperor?

·

As soon as Wen Wujue left the Xuanwu Gate, he saw Tang Yu and Jingzhao Fu Yin holding wat boards in their hands, walking towards them in a dusty manner.

"I have seen the Prime Minister."

"The Prime Minister rested in the palace last night?"

Wen Wujue nodded, the two of them are not surprising, after all, the emperor was injured by an assassin yesterday, and the prime minister is the emperor's father, so it is normal for him to guard in the palace.

"I just wanted to visit Jingzhao Mansion, but unexpectedly, you came here."

Yin of the Jingzhao Mansion hurriedly handed over the booklet in his hand, "Prime Minister, the officials have already investigated the encroachment on the fertile fields of the refugees, and it really has nothing to do with the Tang family."

Wen Wujue knew that the two of them must have investigated the matter overnight, so he took the folder and carefully looked at the ins and outs.

The governor of Jingzhao continued: "Last year there was a severe flood in Qingtian, most of the local people had no crops, and some families had no surplus food, and it was even more difficult to survive this year, so some aristocratic families took the opportunity to buy people's fields at low prices. The group of refugees claimed that they had sold the land to the Tang family at a low price, and the land title deed was also given, but they never got the money, so they started to make trouble."

When Wen Wujue heard this, he raised his head and asked, "Then why do they think that the Tang family invaded their fields?"

Tang Yu smiled wryly, "Yeah, I wonder too, it really is a disaster from heaven."

"The contract in the hands of the refugees is the Tang family's emblem, but there is no transaction between the Tang family and the refugees in the records of the government's land sales."

Wen Wujue tilted his head and thought for a moment, feeling that this matter was not simple.

"So, someone forged the Tang family's coat of arms to deliberately frame the Tang family?"

The governor of Jingzhao didn't find out who was behind it, and he didn't dare to judge lightly, "This..."

Now several people are standing outside the palace gate, facing the main street of Bianjing, it is really inconvenient because there are so many people.

Wen Wujue said casually: "I will not go to court today, you will come to my house later, and we will discuss this matter in detail."

He put the booklet into his wide sleeve, thinking about it.

Seeing that he was alone without a sedan chair, Tang Yu said, "Why don't the prime minister go back in a carriage?"

Wen Wujue nodded and said, "Alright."

In the early morning, Bianjing is shrouded in mist, and the smoke from the neighbors' kitchens is gradually rising and curling up.

The hawkers who set up the stalls got up early, and the porters carried the goods to their owners.

Tang Yu put down the curtain of the carriage, and said with emotion: "The current situation in the middle school is mostly due to the prime minister's diligent governance of the country, and the lack of clothing and food. I hate that Liu Xuan doesn't understand, and he is a teacher who killed those innocent students. It almost killed the prime minister and the emperor."

He was talking about what happened on the empty mountain yesterday, so it can be seen that Dali Temple did not hide this matter, and it has already spread among the government and the public.

Wen Wujue sighed, with worry in his heart, "I'm afraid that Liu Xuan's harm will not stop there."

Although Liu Xuan came from a poor family, he was able to hold the position of Taixue Jijiu, which shows that he has means and ability.

Although he has been captured now, the power behind him may not necessarily perish.

"..." Tang Yu couldn't figure it out, "Why did he do this? Although Mr. Guo's death is suspicious, if he refuses to accept it, he will ask Dali Temple for a retrial. Why is he so paranoid?"

Wen Wujue didn't speak, Tang Yu didn't understand, but he knew it clearly.

Liu Xuan didn't really care about the cause of Guo Xuanzhi's death, it was just an excuse for him to bring down the Xue family.

The Xue family is suspected of killing Guo Xuanzhi, but Wen Wujue does not intend to touch the Xue family at this time.

Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention that the Xue family is a dormant tiger.

Therefore, he did not allow the third division to interrogate Guo Xuanzhi's case, and did not intervene in person, acquiescing to the result of Dali Temple's handling.

Although this kind of result is unfair to Mr. Guo and the widow and youngest son of the Guo family, but the time is not right now, a hasty and thorough investigation will only arouse the resistance of the Xue family, which will lead to a mutiny in the family. If you want food but have no food, what do you use to fight?

Liu Xuan had a good intention, but he was overly paranoid, short-sighted, and unscrupulous, which caused a lot of trouble.

The carriage bypassed Cihefang and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

At this time, at the other end of the long street, a group of people suddenly poured out from the alleys in all directions, wearing blue robes, a three-foot white belt around their waists, and simple hoods wrapped around their heads.

It was a group of Tai students, all of them were cold-eyed, holding wooden sticks, standing in a row, blocking their way.

The coachman was so frightened that he reined in his horse immediately, and said in a trembling voice, "What are these people trying to do?"

As soon as Tang Yu raised the curtain of the car, he was also overwhelmed by the battle.

"Prime Minister..."

Wen Wujue had already caught a glimpse of the blue and white robe from the corner of his eye, and he understood it.

It seems that what he expected was correct, these Tai students have been completely brainwashed by Liu Xuan.

Today it seems that it is difficult to be good.

He told Tang Yu to find Xu Ding, while he got out of the carriage slowly and walked in front of the crowd alone.

A group of high school students are youthful and vigorous, forming a mob just because of their dissatisfaction with the current prime minister, but they never thought that this delicate and weak man in front of them is actually the one who has the power over the government and the public.

He was easy-going and indifferent, and he was not at all like the treacherous minister their husband said.

Wen Wujue seemed to be chatting with them, and asked softly: "Everyone is blocking the way, what's the matter?"

All the Tai students looked at each other in blank dismay, maybe they had never done anything bad, so they were all a little apprehensive.

At this time, an imperial student who looked a few years older raised his voice: "You persecuted Mr. Liu and killed our classmate. Today we want to seek justice for them!"

Simply ignorant.

Wen Wujue smiled lightly and asked, "How do you plan to seek justice?"

"Are you still laughing? How can a person like you deserve to be a prime minister?"

"Exactly! You can still laugh after killing someone!"

"Students, don't hesitate! Arrest him and send him to Dali Temple! Dali Temple refuses to deal with the case, so we will make trouble! Make trouble until they file a case for investigation!"

……

Wen Wujue sighed in his heart, a bunch of nerds.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words of persuasion, but unexpectedly, the group of Tai students rushed over, rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

Tang Yu wanted to listen to Wen Wujue, so he went to Xu Ding first, and when he saw this, his blood surged up, and he hurried forward to stop him.

"What are you doing?! Thanks to you being students, you dare to kidnap the prime minister at the feet of the emperor. Do you still have the king's law in your eyes?"

It was fine if he didn't come, but when he came, someone among the Tai students recognized him immediately.

"Isn't this Master Tang?"

Tang Yu's eyebrows twitched, "So what if it's me?"

The older Tai student just said with a sneer: "Sure enough, like dogs of a feather flock together. Your Tang family invaded the people's good fields and made those people displaced and homeless. It's not a good thing! In my opinion, it's better to tie them together. Send it to Dali Temple."

Tang Yu was so angry that his hands shook, "You people! You are so indiscriminate, you don't know right from wrong, and you say you are a student, I think you are a bunch of idiots! What a waste of the country's training for you!"

The leading student stopped listening to his ramblings and kicked him in the hollow of his knee, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

Then they took out hemp rope from nowhere and prepared to tie the two of them up.

At this moment, he shouted angrily, "Stop!"

When everyone looked up, they saw a line of troops coming from the long street, wearing wooden plaques on their waists. They were the imperial guards who had returned from patrolling the city during the curfew.

The Tai students looked at each other and discussed in low voices.

"Didn't it mean that they won't pass by here these days?"

"How do I know this? There is no such route in the news I have inquired about."

"???"

"What now?"

"……withdraw!"

"Separate and spread out."

In an instant, everyone left Tang Yu and Wen Wujue alone, and immediately dispersed into the alley without a trace.

Arresting troublemakers is also one of the duties of the guards patrolling the city, and several guards immediately chased after them.

Wen Wujue was pushed to the ground and didn't get up for a moment.

Tang Yu quickly helped him up, but found that his face was as pale as rice paper, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his teeth were clenched tightly, and he seemed to be enduring great pain.

"Prime Minister, what's the matter with you?"

Wen Wujue felt dizzy for a while, and said in a trembling voice, "Help me back."

The lieutenant, the leader of the imperial army, recognized the two and immediately stepped forward to salute.

"The final general has met the prime minister, Lord Shangshu."

Seeing the prime minister's ugly face, Tang Yu was very anxious, worried that the group of imperial students would return, so he said, "I will trouble you, general, to escort the prime minister back to the mansion."

"The last will obey."

Arriving at the gate of the prime minister's mansion, just as Wen Bo was about to go out to buy things, he saw his own prime minister get off the carriage with a pale face like a ghost, and was immediately terrified.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister, what's going on?"

Tang Yu supported Wen Wujue, "Go ahead and talk about it later."

Wen Bo hurriedly asked the doctor in the mansion to take a look first, and then sent someone to the palace to invite the imperial doctor.

Wen Wujue lay prostrated on the bed, his mind went blank, only a dull pain in his heart.

Others didn't know, but he knew that Liu Xuan's medicine had probably taken effect.

The doctor in the mansion has limited abilities, so he looked at it for a while, but he didn't see why.

Wen Bo was so angry that he almost cursed, and called Lu Jia over again, "You have fast legs, you go to the palace and call the head of the Imperial Hospital, hurry up! You have to drag me if you drag it."

Lu Jia hurriedly went.

Everyone was so anxious that they gathered around his bed and called him loudly.

Wen Wujue could barely hear the sounds around him, and he was breathing heavily, feeling more and more easy to get out of breath, but harder to get in, the strength in his body faded little by little, and even his hands and feet became cold.

He felt that death was calling him.

"Master Tang."

His voice was weak, almost a sign of dying.

Tang Yu approached anxiously, "I'm here, Prime Minister."

"Tell the emperor, retreat to the north, and use the Ming River as a natural moat... North and south confront each other, and you can fight against the aristocratic family."

Tang Yu held his barely warm hand, tears could not help but fall down.

Even at this moment, the prime minister still thinks about his family, country and world.

"Prime Minister, I will remember this."

Wen Wujue hooked the corner of his mouth, he could only help Xiao Gui get here.

It's a pity, I thought his plan could be arranged in time.

It only takes a month at most before he can hang his seal and resign, but God is not even willing to give him this time.

He slowly closed his eyes, letting all the strength in his body dissipate.

When the last bit of consciousness was annihilated, Xiao Gui's smiling or angry, domineering and willful face flashed across his mind.

There is still the touch of being held tightly and refusing to give up that day.

After all, man is no match for death.

Seeing his eyes closed, Tang Yu burst into tears, "Prime Minister!"

Wen Bo was almost driven out of his wits by his howling, and almost thought he was giving away a white-haired man to a black-haired man.

Pulling him away, two steps forward, touching his nose, obviously still breathing.

He said to Tang Yu: "Master Tang, if you really can't bear it, why don't you go outside?"

The government doctor also stepped forward to check, frowning for a moment, his expression became more and more strange.

"what happened?"

"Strange." The government doctor rubbed his chin, "The symptoms... seem to be a little lighter than before, and the breathing has gradually stabilized, and the pulse is also normal."

Wen Bo hurriedly said, "Isn't this a good thing?"

"It's a good thing... But I always feel strange." The doctor thought about it, "It may also be an old illness that is coming back violently."

Wen Bo thought for a while, and it seemed to be the same reason, the prime minister had always had an old illness, but it hadn't happened for a long time.

"You follow the prescription prescribed by the imperial physician first, and make a bowl of medicine first."

Wen Bo responded immediately: "Okay, I'll go right away."

·

In the palace, Xiao Gui woke up, and found that the person beside the bed was empty, and his father had disappeared.

He sat up abruptly, and accidentally touched the wound on his hand, which suddenly hurt.

Li Ling heard him calling and hurried in to serve him.

"Where's the prime minister?" Xiao Gui asked.

Li Ling paused, hesitated for a moment, and still told the truth.

"The prime minister's mansion just sent a servant to invite the imperial physician. It seems that the prime minister is unwell?"

Xiao Gui frowned, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"...I heard that I was attacked by Tai students on the long street."

It's these students again!

The storm in Xiao Gui's eyes was almost on the verge of breaking out, he stood up abruptly, took his robe and put it on, while gritting his teeth and said: "I want to see, there is no end to this group of things!"

Li Ling helped him dress and wear frightenedly, while persuading him in a low voice: "There are a lot of Tai students participating this time, and they all say that the public is not responsible..." "The law is not responsible for the public? Let them do whatever they want?"

Xiao Gui wiped his face indiscriminately, he didn't even use breakfast, so he went outside the palace, ignoring Li Ling's yelling from behind, "Your Majesty, be careful of your wounds!"

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