Bianshanhan [farming]

After sleeping for a long time, Li Qingzhuo woke up, still thinking about his teacher's body.

As a last resort, Li Qinghong and Li Qingwen carried him to the car, pushed Li Qingzhuo, and followed Su Shuqing to the prison of the Criminal Ministry.

What happened last night, even though it was banned, it was still spread, and the officers of the Criminal Department secretly looked at the injured Li Qingzhuo.

Supported by his two younger brothers, Li Qingzhuo got off the cart, and when he saw the two jailers carrying him out, his complexion became a little paler.

The white cloth was lifted, revealing a familiar face. After a moment of dizziness, Li Qingzhuo fell to his knees, and with his movements, a trace of blood oozes out of the white underwear.

Li Qingwen and Li Qinghong looked worried, and stretched out their hands involuntarily to support the second brother.

The weather was too hot, but after more than two days, the body had already started to rot.

After gasping for a few breaths, Li Qingzhuo stretched out his bruised hand and brushed away the messy hair of the deceased, trying to tie up his teacher's hair with his wounded hand, but after a few moves, it just became more and more messy.

Li Qingwen and Li Qinghong immediately knelt down to help, rearranged Lin Weisheng's clothes, and carried them to the car.

Li Qingzhuo stood up, pressed his mark on the thin paper handed over by the yamen servant, confirmed Lin Weisheng's body, and took it back.

They came in a hurry, only one car came, and now Lin Weisheng's body was already in the car, Li Qinghong wanted to hire another car, but Li Qingzhuo stopped him, "Help me into the car."

Li Qingwen and Li Qinghong carried the second brother to the car, and the master and apprentice lay side by side.

Not wanting to cause Su Shuqing any more trouble, after thanking them again and again, the three brothers returned from the inner city to the courtyard in the east city.

After sending Li Qingzhuo to the house, Li Qinghong immediately went to buy a coffin, while Li Qingwen went to ask a doctor to bandage his second brother's wound again.

The doctors in the capital were very tight-lipped. When they saw the injuries on Li Qingzhuo's body, they didn't ask a word. After reading it, they wrote the prescription and medicine, took the money, turned around and left.

It wasn't until the next day that Li Qingyong and the others knew that Li Qingzhuo had returned. They didn't know what happened the night before, and they were still busy ahead.

Li Qingwen asked someone to go to the private school to ask for leave. Even if he went back now, he would not be able to learn, so he might as well accompany his second brother to heal his injuries.

Li Qingwen fanned his second brother with a palm-leaf fan, because it was too hot to cover the wound, Li Qingzhuo was naked with a thin quilt on his waist and abdomen, and the injuries all over his body were fully exposed.

The person on the bed kept his eyes closed, but Li Qingwen knew that his second brother was not drowsy, but he just didn't want to talk, so he didn't bother him too much.

After a while, seeing how dry his second brother's mouth was, Li Qingwen soaked his own honey and was about to bring it over when he heard heart-piercing cries outside.

"Father, dad, dad, open your eyes and look at me, I'm Wan Jun..."

Putting down the bowl, Li Qingwen went to the window and saw a woman lying on the coffin in the yard, crying bitterly.

Although he had never met, he knew that the person who came was Lin Weisheng's only daughter, Lin Wanjun.

Li Qinghong wanted to step forward to comfort him, but Lin Wanjun was crying hard, distraught.

When Li Qingwen turned his head, Li Qingzhuo on the bed opened his eyes. He quickly handed over the bowl and said in a low voice, "Second Brother, drink some water..."

Due to excessive blood loss, Li Qingzhuo's lips were whiter than his face, and he obeyed Li Qingwen's movements and drank the whole bowl of honey water.

The door of the room was knocked open suddenly, a woman with disheveled hair and tears rushed in and rushed towards Li Qingzhuo, "Junior brother, I, my father..."

Before Li Qingzhuo could sit up, he was thrown down by Lin Wanjun. Li Qingwen and Li Qinghong were shocked, and hurried forward, pulling Lin Wanjun,

Said: "My condolences to Miss Lin, my second brother is still injured, so much strength can't be used!"

The pain of losing a loved one has already made Lin Wanjun unable to listen to anything, her eyes were red, she stared at Li Qingzhuo, "Junior brother, you will definitely avenge my father, right? I only have you now, only you are left One..."

The place where Lin Wanjun grabbed was Li Qingzhuo's wound, and it burst open again, bleeding continuously.

Li Qingwen was in a hurry, and wanted to hug Lin Wanjun at the waist, but she, a petite woman, somehow got the strength to hold onto Li Qingzhuo's arm and not let go.

Afraid that the second brother's wound would get worse if he pulled it off, Li Qingwen said to her, "Let go first!"

"Senior Sister." Li Qingzhuo looked at Lin Wanjun with a soft tone, "What I said won't change, you don't have to worry, the matter of master's burial should be sooner rather than later, I want to discuss with you whether to be buried in the capital or sent to the Go back to my hometown in Huzhou."

Maybe it was comforted by Li Qingzhuo's usual appearance, Lin Wanjun regained some sense of reason, finally let go of her hand, covered her face and cried bitterly, "I, I listen to you, I listen to you..."

Li Qingwen immediately cleaned up the cracked wound and applied medicine.

Li Qingzhuo allowed his younger brother to act, "Okay, then I will handle this matter."

Standing beside him, Li Qingwen listened to his second elder brother's soft persuasion to Lin Wanjun, and silently put on his clothes. Even though they belong to the same school, they should pay attention to the differences between men and women.

Lin Wanjun cried drowsily, Li Qinghong called the old lady who was washing clothes in the backyard, and helped her to the next room to rest.

Li Qingzhuo lay down on the bed again, "Boy, I will take good care of my injuries. You go to the private school tomorrow morning, and don't mention our relationship to others in the future, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles."

"Second brother..." Li Qingwen still wanted to know what happened.

Hearing his unfinished words, Li Qingzhuo did not hide it this time, "Many years ago, Huzhou County raided the people to the point of harshness. The money needed fodder, and the people complained. Under the conflict, a bloody case occurred. At that time, some people with lofty ideals gathered together and wanted to write a policy statement to the court, but before the policy document was submitted, these people were arrested. Let’s get up, it’s found that there are many disrespects to the former emperor and the court in the policy book, and these people are convicted of treason..."

Hearing the word "conspiracy", Li Qingwen's back felt chills, but he didn't dare to be distracted and listened carefully.

"At that time, many people were affected by this incident, especially some talented people in Huzhou, many of whom were arrested and imprisoned..." Li Qingzhuo said.

Many years have passed since this case, and now someone has exposed Lin Weisheng, and the old case was brought up again. Lin Weisheng was interrogated, but there was no result.

"I'm not involved in this matter, Zaier just rest assured, the second brother has never done anything against the law." Li Qingzhuo said: "You should study hard, and sooner or later the truth will come to light."

Li Qingwen knew that his second brother was really comforting himself. If he really couldn't be involved, how could he have so many injuries.

But Li Qingwen also knew that there was nothing he could do to help him, so he could only listen to his second brother.

On the second day, Li Qingwen left the capital and returned to his private school.

When he arrived at the bedroom, a brazier was burning in the room, and Chen Tai was tearing up books and throwing them into the brazier.

Li Qingwen was startled and said, "What, what is this doing?"

Seeing him coming back, Chen Tai immediately turned his head to look outside, and said, "Close the door, close the door."

Li Qingwen closed the door as he said, and Chen Tai said in a low voice, "Do you have Lin Weisheng's collection of poems and miscellaneous notes? Hurry up and burn them."

Li Qingwen's expression darkened.

"Didn't you hear that Lin Weisheng did something disrespectful in the past two days, and the Imperial College quietly started burning his books. Our side is half a step too late..." Chen Tai said.

Lin Weisheng was only a suspect until his death, and he was never convicted. However, the matter has already spread, and no one knows how the higher authorities judged it. Everyone is afraid of getting into trouble. Whoever dares to keep a book of conspiring against a sinner is really not wanted. head off.

Li Qingwen had Lin Weisheng's book, which was copied by his second brother himself. He didn't want to burn it, and became more and more worried about his future situation.

If others burn the book, they can disassociate themselves from Xueshi Lin. What about the second brother?

Seeing those books turned into a pot of ashes, Li Qingwen opened the door silently and went downstairs. After walking a few steps, sweating profusely and exhausted from the sun, Li Qingwen lay down beside the jar under the big tree.

Thinking about it now, the case of Jiang Cong and the others is quite simple. Xueshi Lin is dead and he cannot be brought back to life. The second brother is already very sad and uncomfortable.

The dense leaves blocked the sun tightly, not a single ray of light leaked out.

"You haven't come for two days, are you feeling unwell?" Zhu Ze's face appeared from above, showing concern.

Li Qingwen shook his head, "Some things at home are delayed."

"It's a coincidence that you came sooner than later..." A familiar voice sounded from the side.

Li Qingwen turned his head and saw old man Du standing under the jar, beside him was an old man who looked familiar.

Li Qingwen sat up, his head was dizzy for a while because of the violent movements, and he almost fell down. The two old men hurried up to help him, "Oh, slow down, slow down."

"Gold melons are starting to bear fruit, and there are quite a lot of them. Can you make this stuff?" Old man Du sat down on the jar, grabbed the straw hat on his head and began to fan the wind, "Your second and third brothers are going to the city. It's too late, I came here and heard that you were not here, so I thought I was in vain."

"Yes, this couldn't be easier." After all, he saved a lot of money by borrowing the old man's face, Li Qingwen thanked him.

Old man Du waved his hand, "The seeds you gave me are all very precious. I sent some to the private school. They should have taken advantage of it."

The old man next to him just smiled.

Li Qingwen said kindly: "I'll bring some other seeds when I go home next time."

"That's a good thing." Old man Du said happily: "If it weren't for my old bones, I would still like to go to the border town with you. I heard that there are many rare things in that area."

When mentioning the border town, the smile on Li Qingwen's face faded a bit, he was homesick.

Although the border town is remote and cold, it is very simple, and there are family members and Jiang Cong.