The moon comes to take pictures

From the garrison hall to the southeast, there are dignitary houses along the way.Chang Xi's sedan chair stopped at the door of the house, and as soon as he entered, there was a man kneeling in the middle of the patio, his back trembling, and the circle around his knees was covered with water marks after being exposed to the sun all day.

Chang Xi kept his eyes straight, as if this person did not exist.The little eunuch beside him hesitated for a while, and leaned over to intercede in a low voice: "Grandpa, Brother Meizi has been kneeling for a whole day, so..."

Chang Xi glanced at it: "Once he leaves, the yard will be empty."

If he doesn't kneel here, someone has to kneel!The little eunuch turned pale, and quietly gestured to the fire fighters behind him, asking them to bring some food and drink to Chang Meizi.

When he got to the side of the flower hall, someone came to report to him: "Eunuch Cui from the palace just came here at an appointment, saying that he went to the water pavilion in the back garden."

Hearing this remark made me very angry, he is such a good nephew, he has only been in Nanjing for a few days, even his godfather dare not climb on his head to do his best, how dare a boy and a half dare to have fun in his place up!

"He came quickly! Go," Chang Xi suppressed his anger, "Prepare melons and fruits, so as not to return to Beijing in the future, and say that our family is not kind!"

The garrison of the house is fast, and not long after this order was issued, smoke rose from the small kitchen in the southwest corner.

Although he was extremely bored, Chang Xi still changed his clothes to greet guests, which was quite different from his usual style, with a black single, a plain cloak, a pair of white cloud shoes, and a pair of ruyi, dressed like a literati. Surrounded by the little flamers, he drifted unsteadily to his colorful back garden.

When the plantains in the back garden are green, the hydrangeas and viburnums are gradually blooming, spreading their branches and leaves, and pavilions are built on the arched rockery. There is indeed a figure beside the two vermilion pillars facing the water. .Playing tricks, Chang Xi muttered in his heart, and called out from a distance: "Nephew."

Unexpectedly, a person suddenly stood up next to the figure, that was Cui Zhu, with a slender figure and a sophisticated manner, bowing respectfully to him from a distance.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, but Chang Xi's experience was indeed suppressed by him, now he is reluctant to climb up the rockery, when the bead curtain is opened, only the person who approved the cloak is left in the pavilion.

No matter how good-tempered Chang Xi was, he was about to lose his temper at this time, sitting on the seats around the pavilion, frowning: "Nephew, since Fifth Uncle is here, why bother to do this! You must know, this is Fifth Uncle after all. garden..."

The one with the cloak nodded slightly, stood up, and took off the hood.

The rustling sound fell silent, and Chang Xi looked over impatiently. This time, her heart and lungs were beaten by the drumsticks, and she was blinded.After a while, I stood up, smirking in surprise: "Third brother, why did you come here in person! Approved by Beijing?"

The one wearing the cloak turned out to be Cui Xiang who was supposed to serve the emperor's pen and ink in the palace.

"I'll come to approve or not! If we don't tell you in person, we won't be brothers anymore." Cui Xiang suddenly raised his voice, slammed the table hard, and hated the iron: "You are in Nanjing. Although it is not at the feet of the emperor, how can...how can you do such a thing!"

Chang Xi frowned tightly: "What does third brother mean?"

"Don't play dumb in front of me, the heir of Uncle Loyalty, you, you dare..." Cui Xiang lowered his voice, "Dare to replace... Fortunately, the ancestor loved you, so he sent a soldier secretly, in case the fake Show your feet, you know what the situation is going to turn into!"

"Third Brother! How do you say that!" Chang Xi's complexion suddenly changed, and he understood that Cui Xiang came here on the order of his ancestors.

Cui Xiang didn't say a word, but looked at him with his eyes, as if he could see through him.

Chang Xi had no choice but to smile wryly: "I know, someone has slandered in front of my ancestors. Although I am in Nanjing, my heart is always towards the palace. Every year...every year, the filial piety has not been left behind. Third brother, you You are like a mirror in your heart, I believe you will not spread those rumors." Speaking of this, he thumped the table and gritted his teeth: "Who is telling the truth?"

"Little Xizi," Cui Xiang called him every time, just to tell him about the old relationship, "Don't deny it, no one in the world dares to hide from our ancestors."

"I'm wronged!" Chang Xi gambled secretly, calling Qu.

"What a big wrong, let's take a look!" Cui Xiang turned away, and took out a bound blue book from his arms, which clearly listed all kinds of correspondence, expenditures, and income.

Chang Xi's eyes flickered, and the carefully applied confidence was shattered all over the floor, and he stumbled: "Yes, yes... Jin Yiwei?"

"Otherwise, do you think that the old ancestor is so stupid that he just listened to it?" Cui Xiang put his hands behind his back and spun around on the spot: "The things were delivered to Beijing, and the old ancestor tried his best to stop you!" Cui Xiang said suddenly After a stop, he came over and grabbed Chang Xi's shoulders, shook him twice, as if relieved: "Are you still pretending to be innocent!"

No wonder, no wonder Jingli got the news so quickly, no wonder Cui Zhu was able to mobilize such a capable army!

After such a short time, Chang Xi's bones were crushed, his limbs fell limp, his complexion and lips were pale: "I didn't expect that he...he drove me to my death..."

Cui Xiang asked sharply, "Who?"

"Who else?" Chang Xi tilted his head weakly, but with a sinister light in his eyes, "my old enemy!"

Since it was the evidence collected by Jin Yiwei, it cleared Chang Meizi's grievances.Chang Xi glanced at his courtyard from a distance, and there was a faint black spot in the shape of a human, kneeling there in a daze.

Cui Xiang let go of him and sighed: "If you didn't lose your mind and do such a thing, where would Jin Yiwei have any excuse?"

"I'm also... in a panic. That Yuan Junyu, he is not a safe master. You knew it last time when you came here. It's better to find someone obedient to replace him than to cause trouble..."

"The obedient one?" Cui Xiang couldn't help sneering, "The obedient one is the blood of Uncle Loyalty? If the matter gets out, you will be guilty of deceiving the emperor. You didn't get enough with one knife, and you want three thousand dollars?"

Chang Xi turned his head and shook for a while, as if crying: "Third brother, I, I was wrong!"

"Okay, okay," Cui Xiang patted him on the back, "Third brother didn't come here specifically to find you, did he, I just want to remind you - you are in Nanjing, so you must secure this prince. , if you hold him steady, you hold Tianxin firmly. We all know that you want to go back, and if you have a chance in the future, your ancestors will give you strength."

"Third Brother, don't worry." Chang Xi paused, wiped his nose, "In my heart, I have some concerns."

Cui Zhu waited outside the side gate of the garden for a while, and then Cui Xiang came out from inside.Still covering his face with the cloak, he called "Godfather" respectfully, bent over and opened the sedan door, and then bowed to Chang Xi who was being sent out: "Uncle Wu, my nephew is farewell."

After speaking, they got into the sedan chair together.

Cui Xiang sat down and took off his hat: "Have you taken care of everything about Nanjing?"

"Except for Shizi, everything has been taken care of."

"You always solve things," Cui Xiang nodded, "I'll tell my ancestors when I go back..."

"Godfather," Cui Zhu interrupted him with serious thoughts, "son... son wants to stay in Nanjing."

"how?"

"Nanjing still lacks eyes, and my son wants to make them."

"Others are sharpening their heads to seek camp in Beijing," Cui Xiang grabbed the back of his hand and patted it, "You are not in a hurry."

"Of course my son is impatient, but he is afraid. If he goes up, he will not be able to do enough, and he will be kicked down again." Cui Zhu said, looking behind him, and murmured: "It will be difficult to turn over."

Cui Xiang smiled: "Good boy, you have insight."

"Godfather?"

"Tomorrow, I'm going back tomorrow. I'm from Beijing and Nanjing. My godfather will arrange it." Cui Xiang closed his eyes slightly, leaning on the soft backrest: "After all, there is Chang Xi in Nanjing, and our family can't sleep peacefully. .”