comeback [rebirth]

The case involves a wide range of people, and it also involves important court officials. The first thing Cen Yuan and the others can do is to detain the relevant people in Chudi first, and send people to send them to Emperor Ning who is far away in Chang'an as quickly as possible. Report the situation.

Three days later, the messenger reported back, saying that Emperor Ning had issued an order to seal up Duan's mansion, and dozens of members of Duan's family were taken into custody—from Prime Minister Duan Deye and his family to the servants who worked in the mansion.

Overnight, the imperial capital was in an uproar.

In addition, Emperor Ning also sent special personnel to start searching the letters and objects in Duan's mansion, investigate all the matters that Duan Deye and his son-in-law Duan Meng had handled, and ordered all civil and military officials to report each other - judging by the posture, probably thinking of taking advantage of this situation Opportunity, pull out the carrots and bring them out of the mud to remove all the high-ranking officials who have interests with Duan Deye one by one, and thoroughly investigate the court.

As for the investigation related to the conscription on the Jiangnan side, he ordered Yan Xuan to be fully responsible for thoroughly investigating all the details of the conscription process.This decree is not only aimed at this incident of Tibetan soldiers, but also at any corruption and favoritism that may have occurred in related matters for a long time.

As soon as this order came out, even the other counties and counties that were waiting to watch the show suddenly became panicked, fearing that the emperor's anger would one day burn to their own land.

— After all these years, who can keep their conscience, and who dares to assert that their hands have never been dirty.

But in any case, this is already a later story.

After receiving the order from Emperor Ning, Yan Xuan officially started the interrogation of all the people involved in the case.However, there are more than [-] soldiers brought down from the three islands alone, and the earliest incident can be traced back to nearly ten years ago. It is obviously not a task that can be completed in a short period of time after all these inquiries.

After deep thought and preliminary investigation, Yan Xuan approached the King of Chu and asked him if he had any trustworthy people to borrow.

Upon hearing this, the King of Chu understood what he meant, and agreed without hesitation, and arranged for Shoucheng Yang Qi and others to help them interrogate together.

But even so, by the time all the investigations were completed and the dust gradually settled, it would have been nearly two months later—it was almost the time of the Chinese New Year.

For some irrelevant people who live and work in peace and contentment, although the farce of the past two months caused huge waves at the beginning, as time passed, it gradually became a side dish for drinking between toasting and mingling. The gossip that fuels the fun while the dancers dance.

When the years are about to turn, the biting cold in the south of the Yangtze River does not appear to be more severe than in previous years. On the contrary, because of the red lanterns hanging high in the streets and alleys, it presents an opposite warmth for a while.

The sky was so clear that there were hardly any clouds, and the light fell directly on the hustle and bustle of the streets and alleys, illuminating everyone's way home.

For those soldiers, all incidents were innocent disasters, not only wasting their time in vain, but also bringing them a lot of unnecessary trouble, leading them to take a tortuous detour.

But fortunately, although they could not go home temporarily during the interrogation, they could only write letters to ensure safety. Once the investigation is over, everyone will finally be able to return to their hometown.When the conscription restarts next year, people with lofty ideals can still sign up again to realize their ambitions and dreams.

When Po Hui found Cen Yuan and the others, she was also thanking them for this.

On the cruise ship, Cen Yuan and Yan Xuan met Po Hui and Madam Liu by chance, and learned about Liu Shuo from them.And just a few days ago, Liu Shuo, like others, finally succeeded in reuniting with his family.

"My lords don't know. That kid hasn't stopped talking since he came home. He has said about the sachet for no less than fifty or sixty times, saying that he has made great achievements and tortured Mrs. Liu so much that she even ran away." I took refuge in my slave's house."

Ever since she knew the true identities of Cen Yuan and Yan Xuan, Po Hui also learned about their relationship, and she didn't have the guts to talk to these two again even if she was given another eight mouths.

The housekeeper refilled a cup of tea for Granny Hui, while Cen Yuan responded as if chattering homely: "It's a good thing to be energetic, but you don't know if it's a blessing if you lose your horse. Just take this opportunity to spend a good year with your relatives, and wait for the next year's conscription." Open, I believe that with Mr. Liu's qualifications, he will definitely pass the review again."

The person in charge of the review——Yan Xuan was sitting next to her, drank a sip of tea calmly, and let His Highness speak nonchalantly, which made Hui Po a little confused, thinking whether it was a casual agreement or a sincere compliment ?Does that count as a guarantee for her?

But in the end she just smiled: "Thanks to the appreciation of the adults, I will talk to that kid when I return home, let him stop playing and train hard, and don't live up to the expectations of the adults next year."

After all, Hui Po was afraid of delaying the time of the two of them, so she left without saying a few words.

After she left, Cen Yuan had nothing to do, seeing that the weather was not bad, he thought about going to see the repair situation of the courtyard in Xianyun Mansion.Unexpectedly, just as she was about to go out with Yan Xuan, she bumped into Brother Qing who came looking for her.

——Two months ago, Brother Qing was the first to finish the investigation. Cen Yuan once asked him if he wanted to go home to meet his wife first, but was rejected by the other party.

Brother Qing wrote a letter. The letter simply stated that he encountered an accident when he went out to sea last time, and he had to be rescued by kind people. He didn't contact his family for fear of hurting his family. we can meet each other.

Cen Yuan watched Brother Qing write the letter with his own eyes, and volunteered to do errands for him to deliver the letter. After reading the letter, Brother Qing's wife smiled slightly and said, "So he really didn't die, yes. Bar."

At that time, when the incident was turbulent, the souls of the dead fell into the bottom of the sea forever, but the truth surfaced. The families of all the innocent victims in the past ten years finally got their due comfort and the right to know the truth.

Cen Yuan said loudly, "He is not dead."

Brother Qing's wife is like all ordinary women. She wears plain clothes and doesn't wear makeup on her face, making her look a bit haggard, but she smiled and said, "I know."

The candlestick on the simple wooden table kept burning, illuminating her profile.She folded the letter carefully along the creases, stuffed it back into the envelope, and stroked back and forth with her fingertips on the untidy words "My Wife Dear Father" on the cover, as if she was stroking her lover's face.

"My lord." She said after a while, "A husband and wife are heart-to-heart. Even though everyone told me that he was dead, I can still feel that his heart is still beating."

After hearing these words, Yan Xuan's figure immediately appeared in Cen Yuan's mind. It was rare for him to feel lost in front of strangers, and he couldn't help but caressed his chest.

Brother Qing's wife didn't notice him, and put the letter back on the narrow table, touching a bamboo basket with the back of her hand, and inside was a half-sewn dress.

She smiled faintly, and stroked the dress again: "When he left home, Qingjiang had just entered summer, so I made him a thin coat, thinking that he would just be able to wear it when he came back."

Cen Yuan's gaze fell on the clothes in her hands following her words, but he saw that the clothes were thick, obviously not clothes that could be worn in summer.

"Later, he didn't come back on time, and the summer gradually passed, so I added another layer of fabric to the clothes, thinking that autumn would always come back, and then let him take a few days off and rest at home for a while, and we also I can take the children out to see Wanfeng together."

Brother Qing's wife's voice was very calm, as if she just ran into a friend in her boudoir by chance, and shared with her the little things she did while waiting for her husband to come home.

"But now, the maple leaves have all fallen, and the clothes look a little thinner, so I thought about making them thicker. After winter, when the reunion festival comes, he should come back."

As she spoke, she paused, as if she finally realized that she had been babbling some useless nonsense, or worried that these words would give the other party the illusion that she was persecuting the other party, so she quickly turned to Cen Yuan: "Sorry My lord, these words are just casual remarks of an ignorant woman like me, please don't take it to heart."

As if waking up from a dream, Cen Yuan waved at her: "It doesn't matter."

There is no stove for heating in the room, and only the weak candlesticks on the table increase the heat in the room. Brother Qing's wife apologized to Cen Yuan again: "Thank you for sending the message this time, the house is simple, and there is no cup of hot tea. ...I'm really sorry."

"It's all right, since the letter has been delivered, I won't bother you any more."

Cen Yuan signaled her not to see her off, and prepared to leave. Before stepping out of the room, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, do you have anything to say to him?"

Brother Qing's wife paused for a moment, then shook her head: "It's nothing, just let him cooperate with your lord's investigation at ease, I... will wait for him to come home as usual."

After returning, Cen Yuan told Qing brother verbatim about the conversation in this line. The latter's eyes were obviously red, and he gave a big gift to Cen Yuan: "Thank you, Your Highness."

This salute lasted for a long time, and Cen Yuan repeated several times to get him to stand up, but it didn't work until Cen Yuan pretended to be angry, and he straightened up, wiped his face, and turned his head to Qu Ping, the second young master of the Qu family who was quietly waiting beside him. Said: "Excuse me, doctor."

At that time, Brother Qing was rescued by someone, so he couldn't see his savior's face clearly, but he firmly remembered the other person's voice and the unique pace when he walked.And when passing by Qu Ping one time, he immediately recognized that this was the benefactor who saved him back then.

Qu Ping didn't deny it after being recognized, and he agreed when Brother Qing wanted to repair the damaged face as much as possible, but he reminded Brother Qing that even if he was given a few more months or even a few years, he could do it The only way to restore Brother Qing's affected eyesight and voice was to restore the deformed face to its original state.

Brother Qing naturally wouldn't mind, Qu Ping said, "I will definitely try my best."

……

For two months, Brother Qing recuperated in a room in the suburbs, occasionally sneaking a look at his wife and children, and writing letters to her.

Up to now, his eyesight has basically recovered to [-]% of its original level, and his voice is no longer hoarse as if worn by sandpaper. After wearing the veiled hat, he is not afraid of scaring others when he makes a sound.

But at this moment, when Cen Yuan bumped into him in the mansion, the black veil in front of his eyes drooped as he lowered his head, and a trembling voice came from under the hood: "Your Highness, I... am actually still a little scared."

Who would have thought that Brother Qing, who had regained half his life from the bottom of the sea with his amazing perseverance, would one day be afraid to go home.

Cen Yuan and Yan Xuan looked at each other, and said after a while: "Let's go with you."

The location of Brother Qing's house is actually a bit far from the wharf he used to go back and forth. It is located on a half-hillside, and it is not too close to the Jiang's house where Cen Yuan and the others live now.After a long time, the three finally arrived. When they got off the carriage, they saw smoke rising from the kitchen and the smell of food floating in the air.

"This is..." Brother Qing murmured, and suddenly let out a chuckle, "I love fish, and every time I come back from the sea, she will cook this stewed fish for me, while waiting for me to go home."

After all, he looked back at the two of them: "I'm going."

Cen Yuan patted him on the back and scolded with a smile: "Don't talk like you are going to die."

Brother Qing's face was hidden behind the black veil, but he could vaguely see a smile on his face.He then turned around and set foot on the pure land of his home.

He walked very cautiously step by step, until he stopped in front of the door, and gently knocked on the door of his house.

Soon, the door was pulled open, and the people in the room just took a look, and then hugged the person in front of them.

Cen Yuan and Yan Xuan retreated to a place far away together, not intending to listen to the young couple's conversation, and could only see Brother Qing taking off the veiled cap on his head from a distance, revealing his incomplete face completely.

Brother Qing's wife seemed to be sobbing, she raised her hand to caress the intact half of his face, and hugged him tightly again.

"Let's go." Cen Yuan looked away, "I think our task has come to an end."

"En." Yan Xuan naturally clenched the hand that was offered by the other party, interlocking his fingers, "Aren't you going back in a carriage?"

"Anyway, there's no rush, the weather is good, let's go back for a stroll."

Yan Xuan had nothing to do, so he asked the coachman to return home first.

The hillside is relatively high, and you can see the pier and the corner of the sea from a distance. At this time, the wind is calm, but the pier has returned to its former bustle. We will continue to send daily necessities to the needy northern people.

"I don't know if the Yue brothers we met when we first entered Chu State are doing well." Cen Yuan said suddenly.

Yan Xuan glanced in the direction of the pier: "Fortunately, the shipping only stopped for five days."

"Yeah, otherwise, it's not just these 3000 people who will be affected." Cen Yuan paused, "Forget it, anyway, those who should be punished are almost imprisoned, let's not mention this bad thing."

Yan Xuan's gaze fell on him for a moment, but was quickly taken away.

Cen Yuan on the side didn't notice, he shook the hands they held tightly for a while, and started playing with the little general's hand again, he murmured: "I don't know when those apricot trees in Xianyun Mansion will bloom. .”

A few days ago, Yan Xuan had a lot of affairs, but Cen Yuan was relatively free, and occasionally went to Xianyun Mansion for a visit, but the Xinghua Village in the mansion was still bare and lacked some scenery.

Yan Xuan said, "At least I can get spring."

Cen Yuan sighed, "It's still a long time."

"Winter is coming and spring is coming, and it will be here in the blink of an eye." Yan Xuan said, "At that time, His Highness will also be crowned—"

"Stop! Don't mention this!" Before Yan Xuan finished speaking, Cen Yuan interrupted him loudly, with a bitter expression on his face, "Do you still remember the outfit we wore on the day we got married? There are three floors inside and three floors outside. Holding your breath to deal with a bunch of red tape—don't talk about reaching the crown, I think it's punishment!"

Yan Xuan couldn't help chuckling when he heard the words, and before he could say anything, Cen Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you just like to see me being tortured, don't you?"

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his free hand and twisted the corner of Yan Xuan's lips, but the other party grabbed his wrist in an instant.

"You!" Cen Yuan struggled a few times, his hands were firmly fettered, so that he had no choice but to lean forward and bite Yan Xuan's lips hard.

Yan Xuan's hand around his wrist tightened, and the other hand moved behind Cen Yuan's waist, and before the other party completely retreated, he held his slightly parted lips again.

The breeze came slowly, and the floating clouds moved slightly.

The two parted after a long time, Cen Yuan panted slightly, his eyes that looked at Yan Xuan as if covered with mist, he waited for a long time before whispering: "On the day of the crown ceremony, let's just run again, Come directly to Jiangnan, and you crown me."

Yan Xuan's half-downcast eyes fell on his: "It doesn't fit—"

"There are no rules here." Cen Yuan interrupted him again, snickering, "Besides, who said you are not following the rules, huh? Husband?"

Yan Xuan didn't say anything, but her eyes moved up to the other's lips for a moment, followed by a hand on the back of Cen Yuan's neck, and her lips pressed against it again.

The breath is exchanged and entangled between the lips and tongue, and the fresh air on the mountain is lingering and soaring.However, after a short while, I heard a sound - "Gulu".

"...Hahahaha!" Cen Yuan laughed instantly, then felt embarrassed again in a blink of an eye, buried his face on Yan Xuan's shoulder like a fool, and said softly, "I'm hungry!"

With a smile that couldn't be concealed on Yan Xuan's face, he patted him on the back: "Let's go home first."

"Hmm." Cen Yuan made a vague response deep in his throat, picked up the lost faces one by one, then straightened up resentfully, took Yan Xuan's hand and walked back.

"Let the kitchen make some fish when I get back later, I want to eat fish."

"it is good."

"Do you think it's better to braise it or bake it?"

"Which one do you want to eat?"

"Well, why don't you all have one..."

The slope down the mountain gradually became gentler, the water surface cut by the boats gradually returned to calm, and the unique emerald green in the south of the Yangtze River stopped rustling.

Sheng Yang penetrated the relaxed air of Daning, and landed on the two people standing side by side, illuminating each other's relaxed faces.

Winter is coming, and spring will come soon.

·

On the day of leaving Chu State, Cen Yuan and Yan Xuan went to the Chu Palace for the last time to bid farewell to the King of Chu.

"Alas, Second Highness, General Yan." The King of Chu was full of regret, "The two of you finally came to Chu for a trip, and you encountered such terrible things, it's really..."

Cen Yuan said: "Uncle, please don't say that."

The king of Chu apologized even more: "This king really can't bear the claim of His Highness the Second Highness."

"How could it be?" Cen Yuan smiled suddenly, "If it wasn't for Uncle Huang's timely help, how could we sit here and drink tea, I'm afraid we would have fed the sea long ago."

The King of Chu was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, he paused when he heard the words, and asked blankly, "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

"Let's talk casually, Uncle Huang doesn't have to take it seriously."

Cen Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then turned his head to look around, and asked, "I remember that Uncle Huang seems to be accompanied by a guard all the time, why didn't he disappear today?"

The King of Chu continued his actions just now, wiped off the sweat from his sideburns, folded the handkerchief and put it back into his sleeves, and then sighed: "The guard happened to be unwell today, so this king allowed him to leave. Could it be possible, Your Highness?" Do you want to find him... um, to learn from each other?"

"I don't dare to compete." Cen Yuan said with a smile, "To be the bodyguard next to the prince, you must have extraordinary skills. With my three-legged cat's skills, I'm afraid I can't pass a few hands."

King Chu: "Hey, Your Highness is underestimating himself."

Cen Yuan smiled and said nothing, while Yan Xuan naturally took up his words: "I am also quite curious about the prince's guards. If there is a chance someday, I would like to ask the prince to allow me to compete with him."

The king of Chu said with a half-smile, "Let's change another day! Another day must be!"

The three of them talked for a long time, and if they continued, the sky would be dark, so the king of Chu would not keep anyone.Yan Xuan took a step ahead and went to the stables to lead the horses in person.

Cen Yuan chatted with the King of Chu while walking, seeing Yan Xuan's back disappearing around the corner, he immediately changed the subject: "Uncle Emperor, I have something to ask."

King Chu said: "Your Highness, you don't have to be polite, just say it."

Cen Yuan turned his head towards him and smiled: "I want to ask Uncle Huang for three cups and three steps."

"Three cups and three steps?"

The King of Chu stopped in his tracks, rubbed his fingers hidden in his wide sleeves a few times, and turned his head to look at each other: "These three cups of Sanbu are the special wine of Qingbaolou. Why do you want to ask me for it, Your Highness?"

"It's too much fanfare to go to Qingbaolou, and you have to reveal your identity. It's too troublesome, and..." Cen Yuan rubbed his earlobe shyly, "I don't want General Yan to know."

This remark made the King of Chu couldn't help but tease him first: "Your Highness is really very interesting."

Cen Yuan didn't say a word. He saw Yan Xuan reappearing with two horses not far away, so he didn't turn his head to look at King Chu's expression, and just smiled: "Anyway, I think, it's very important for the emperor's uncle. It should be just a one-sentence thing, right?"

While talking, Yan Xuan had already walked up to him, Cen Yuan stepped forward to hold Jian Wen, and finally said to King Chu: "Then I will wait for the emperor's gift in Chang'an."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands and bowed to the King of Chu, saying goodbye.

After leading the horse for a few steps, Yan Xuan asked, "What ceremony?"

"Huh?" Cen Yuan's accomplishments in pretending to be stupid can be said to be perfect, he winked at Yan Xuan: "You will know when the time comes."

Yan Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of His Highness, so he could only laugh in the end.

Outside the busy city, the shadows of bamboo are shady.

The two got on their horses respectively, Ge Ying and Jian Wen raised their heads and neighed, kicking their hooves to get ready to go.

Cen Yuan glanced back and murmured: "Goodbye, Jiangnan."