The Laughing Usa of the Red Chamber

The re-acquisition of evidence went very smoothly. People who had seen the scene of that day spread it to ten, ten to hundreds, and those who wanted to instigate behind the scenes, but the power of Jiangnan officials dissipated a lot.

Du Ruoqing pursed her lips and organized the files of the day into volumes, sealed them with thick vermilion lacquer, and turned a deaf ear to the chatter of the person beside her.

"Ruoqing, Ruoqing...my Lord Qing! Did you understand?" Xu Wenlang asked urgently.

Du Ruoqing locked the cabinet door without saying a word, and walked towards the door without looking at Xu Wenlang.

Just as Xu Wenlang was about to catch up, he heard the man say calmly: "Don't offend the prince, don't offend the prince, and the most important thing is not to offend that Mr. Shen. You said it all day, and that's all you want."

After Du Ruoqing finished speaking, she walked out of the government office without stopping.

Chiyang Palace is neither near nor far, and when he arrives, the sky will be full of red clouds and the setting sun will be half hidden.

"My lower official, Du Ruoqing, please see the prince."

"Come in.

......

Du Ruoqing pushed open the study door, walked to the open space in front of the mahogany desk with her eyes half downcast, and knelt down with her robe lifted.

Although he separated from the Second Household, he did not cancel his family status. This time, those people who are not clear-headed made such an incident, and they probably couldn't escape it.

Du Ruoqing pursed her lips. He was clutching a love letter in her sleeve dripping with sweat, but she never took it out.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly heard a young boy's voice saying with a smile: "You are Du Ruoqing?"

The voice was unhurried, with a slightly lowered end note, which was reassuring to listen to.

Du Ruoqing turned her head slightly, and then caught a glimpse of the young man in white standing on the left side of the desk. The red glow outside the window was reflected in his clear and smiling phoenix eyes. For some reason, his heart was slightly touched.

Later, he realized that it was the scenery of his life.

Shen Yulin looked at the young man kneeling down with his lips pursed, his appearance was just ordinary and handsome, and he was dressed a little casually, but he had a pair of medium-length slightly upturned eyes with brilliance flowing, carrying an indescribable aura, so he taught him the whole Everyone has a special flavor.

Sure enough, you are worthy of being... Poetry Immortal...

Ji Qian watched the two look at each other, and felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had been pushed in by a rock, he frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Du Ruoqing, do you know why this king called you here?" ?”

Du Ruoqing withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes and said, "Second Uncle...he bought the murderer to assassinate the prince."

Ji Qian raised his eyebrows and said suddenly: "Do you remember what you said three years ago?"

"...The clan betrayed me, and I did not fail the clan. The Yin king betrayed me, and I did not fail the Yin king. Now I have voted for the prince, and the lower officials will not fail me."

Ji Qian said: "Now, this king entrusts you to handle this matter, whether to pursue it or let it go, it's up to you."

Shen Yulin raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and glanced at Ji Qian.

Du Ruoqing was startled, and pursed her lips.

Ji Qian stared straight at Du Ruoqing with black eyes like an eagle, and said, "It's just that you have to think clearly."

Du Ruoqing's fingertips holding the petition letter under her wide sleeves began to turn white, just like his complexion.

Is it a bright future, or the tribe who abandoned him?Obviously it looks like a good choice, but for him, it is suffering.

......

Seeing Du Ruoqing retreating with a pale face, Shen Yulin couldn't help but doubt: "Is it so hard to let go?"

Ji Qian got up, patted his forehead lightly, and said with a low smile: "It's not the second wife who occupies his title, but the clan."

Shen Yulin pursed her lips. A person like him might never understand.

Seeing his silence, Ji Qian only thought that he was talking about his pain, sighed lightly, took him into his arms, and said: "He is the grandson of the eldest son, and he was doted on before he was ten years old, so now he is naturally thinking about some affection. "

Shen Yulin raised her lips slightly, and said, "Now my surname is Shen."

Ji Qian patted the boy's back which was no longer thin, and sighed lowly.

In the lotus pond outside the window, koi are in pairs.

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"Daddy! Why is there no news yet!"

That Miss Du's family had a gorgeous and delicate appearance, wearing a light orange summer shirt and a set of light colored glaze pendants. She should be a dignified and bright beauty, but she was aroused by the arrogance between her brows. broken.

Master Du's chubby face was full of smiles, "Don't worry, girl Xin, those killers are first-class... It is said that they have a list of lives of third-rank officials... "

Du Ruoxin snorted, "It's been from yesterday to now."

Madam Du on the side bit her lips, and said hesitantly: "After all, he is the prime minister... If someone can find out in the future..."

Before she finished speaking, Master Du said in a cold voice: "Can you say something nice? When Chen Tianci, the nemesis, dies, our girl Xin won't..."

Madam Du responded with a low eyebrow, and then said in a low voice: "It's just that being a court lady is a lifetime of slavery..."

Du Ruoxin couldn't hear these words the most these days, so she dropped the teacup and said angrily: "Mother, you are too unlucky! With my fate in place, I can still serve others for the rest of my life!"

Before she finished speaking, she heard a low-pitched male voice from the door, "You don't have to wait on others."

When Du Ruoqing stepped into the main hall of Du's mansion again, she felt that everything was unfamiliar, and the utensils around her were even more luxurious than when her parents were still there.

Erfang Chengjue was downgraded by two ranks... Du Ruoqing closed her eyes and sighed.

Seeing the three people in the main hall looking at him, Du Ruoqing said: "I'm afraid Second Uncle won't remember me."

Master Du narrowed his slitted eyes on his chubby face, and said with a smile, "How could Second Uncle forget my nephew..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Du Ruoxin snorted: "What are you doing back here? Don't forget that you signed the final document back then!"

Du Ruoqing pursed her lips, her eyes drooping slightly.

Master Du pretended to be angry and said: "What are you talking about, girl Xin! Your hall brother came back to see what's going on?"

Du Ruoxin glanced at Du Ruoqing's half-worn blue gown with a flash of disdain, and hummed, "Who knows what he's planning?"

With a low sigh, Du Ruoqing took out an unpainted file from her sleeve, placed it on the mahogany tea table on the left, sighed softly, and said, "Second Uncle, this is the last time my nephew calls you, I will leave you one night to arrange the affairs of the funeral, and we will go to court tomorrow, regardless of uncles or nephews."

After saying that, he didn't look at the faces of the Du family's father and daughter, and bowed to Mrs. Du, "Auntie took care of her back then, Ruoqing dare not forget, in the future... Auntie will be taken care of by Ruoqing."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked out of the main hall.

Obviously he should be sad, but he only felt happy.

Du Ruoqing came out of the Du mansion, raised her head slightly, and saw that the sky was clear and cloudless.

......

"Is he crazy?" Du Ruoxin snorted, "It's inexplicable, what kind of caretaker, who does he think he is?"

"Look at that poor look, what the master said is really true, he is a debt collector who has troubled the clan!"

Mrs. Du bit her lips, and said: "Back then, the master said that Wenqu star descended, that relatives were investigated, that there was no care, no worries, and that life went smoothly..."

"Him? Wenquxing? Don't laugh so hard! Didn't you listen to the inside story? We're all dead, and he's going to be fine!"

Du Ruoxin hated these people who took her life the most, and she was speaking angrily, but she didn't realize that the chubby face of Master Du who was flipping through the file had lost all color, and his lips trembled slightly.

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The bright yellow handkerchief was smeared with blood, Ji Chenxin waved his hand to signal the servant not to come forward, looked at the memorial in his hand, and closed his eyes.

Zhongshun Wang Ji Mingli was not afraid of him, took the warm tea and brought it over, said: "It is the third nephew who messed up, and then send someone who can do it. As for being so angry?"

After saying that, he turned his head and said to Zhang Shun'er: "Just go back to the prescription last time and ask Doctor Xin to cook it in person."

Although he was a little overstepped, Ji Chenxin didn't say anything, closed his eyes, and acquiesced.

Zhang Shun'er bowed his head respectfully and backed out.

Ji Chenxin took the tea and cleared his mouth. He looked tired but couldn't hide his anger, and said in a hoarse voice, "Who to send? The boss or the second? Do you think they haven't caught enough!"

Ji Mingli raised his eyebrows, paused, and pretended to be disappointed, and said: "So it's like this... I can't complain that this memorial was entrusted to my younger brother, and my younger brother thought it was my third nephew who messed up, so I turned around." I want my little uncle to intercede with him!"

Ji Chenxin curled her lips lightly, and said: "I can't point out others for what the third brother can't do."

Ji Mingli's eyes dimmed.

Ji Chenxin said again: "I'm not mad at them for being greedy, isn't Emperor Zhao Ying also greedy? But they have corrupted the treasury for six generations! What I'm angry about is that their eyesight is too shallow and people are too stupid!"

The servants and maids knelt down in unison.

Ji Mingli said with a half smile but not a smile: "That's right, there are so many rich and prosperous places in the world, why did the two nephews focus on Brother Huang's money bag?"

Ji Chenxin rubbed the corners of her forehead, dipped in the vermilion pen and ticked off the folds, and let out a long sigh.

After this stroke, the two kings can be regarded as abolished.

Ji Mingli narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and suddenly smiled and said: "Speaking of which, I have heard a strange thing about the third nephew. Brother Huang, do you want to hear about it?"

Ji Chenxin said: "The third child is such a stupid person, what kind of strange things will happen?"

Ji Mingli said with a smile: "I don't know the reason behind it, I just heard that he was hunted down by a third-class public. Looking at it from my younger brother, it's probably a romantic debt!"

Ji Chenxin tapped Ji Mingli on the head, and scolded with a smile: "I'll tell you about the disappearance."

As he spoke, he took a plain green one from a stack of memorials and threw it on the table in front of Ji Mingli.

Just as Ji Mingli was about to turn the pages, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the clear and meaningful characters on the memorial, and his hands froze.

Ji Chenxin smiled and said: "It turned out to be an innocent disaster, and the third child took the blame for the youngest son of Chen Zhongxian's family."

"Chen Zhongxian is a good person, and the eldest son and the second son are also up to the mark, but he was so spoiled and pampered that he made such a worthless...Mingli? Mingli?"

Ji Mingli came to his senses, and said with a smile: "My brother was fascinated by Tan Hualang's good words, and he was stunned!"

Ji Chenxin glanced at him and was silent for a while, thinking of something, he sighed softly: "Tan Hua Lang, Tan Hua Lang's words are naturally good."

On Su Qing's memorial, it was written, Du Ruoqing, in clear and elegant handwriting.