It's hard to seal a fool

Song Qingming must return to Beijing as a guilty minister.

On the way back to Beijing, Song Qingming and Zhao Xi discussed with each other. Now they have evidence that Jiang Chongshi and Jin Xiu framed Song Qingming and falsely spread military information, but it is not enough.The capital is now in turmoil, Zhao De is seriously ill, and the court is fighting with each other, so how can there be time to intervene in frontier affairs.

Now we have to deal with it, but small punishments and big warnings.The attitude of the prince is also to suppress the matter first, so that Jiang Chongshi can continue to resist the barbarians outside, and only wait for the overall situation of the court to be settled, and the internal worries have been resolved, before taking care of foreign troubles.

Therefore, Song Qingming must accept the responsibility for this crime, and then take advantage of Jiang Chongshi and others to let down their vigilance, find evidence of their collusion with the enemy and treason, and give a fatal blow at the critical moment.

"It's just a pain for you." That day, Zhao Xi said softly.

Song Qingming jumped into the prison car on his own initiative in the suburbs.

When he entered Ningjing, many people came to watch him.Those old drinking and meat friends also hid in the dark and watched him secretly. Some were concerned to confirm whether Song Qingming was safe;

"Hey, isn't that Young Master Song?"

"Back in the spring hunting, one man and one rider bent their bows and shot eagles before His Majesty, and hunted tigers in front of the prince. His Majesty personally named Yihui the school lieutenant, and went out with the army. What an honor it was."

"I heard that you will be beheaded when you come back from a defeated battle."

"I just said, how can a dude lead soldiers to fight. Now it's all right, it's just harming other soldiers."

"A sin..."

Those gossips and gossips were ringing in his ears, even though he was prepared, his complexion became paler and paler.

"What are you talking about, do you still need a mouth?" Far away, he heard Hua Youdao and the others roaring behind him.

"Song Qingming was named Han Zhonglang in the first four years outside, and look at you, a bunch of rice worms!"

"He is guilty, the saint will decide for himself, what has it to do with you."

"Bah, you're not ashamed to gossip here when you're full! Don't be ashamed!"

Song Qingming lowered his head, and suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurry.

In the court hall, Song Qingming knelt quietly on the cold bricks and stones, and all the officials, ministers and gentry officials were arguing endlessly with each other.Arguing back and forth, it was another faction dispute, and no one set their sights on him.

That tall and tall figure was always standing in the front, elegant and noble, and never even looked at him.Knowing that he was just acting on occasion, Song Qingming only felt that the world was getting farther and farther away from him.

Finally, he heard Prince Zhao Jin say, "Leave it to the law enforcement officials."

A few days later, the law enforcement officials issued an execution: Song Qingming lost many people, and they were born of captives. They should be beheaded and redeemed as ordinary people.

When he left Beijing four years ago, he was eager to make contributions. After all, he came back from a defeated battle. He once had a great reputation as a Hanzhong Lang, but now he is demoted to a commoner and reduced to a laughing stock.Some people threw rotten eggs and vegetable leaves in front of the Duke's mansion, scolding him for sacrificing the lives of soldiers for power.

After a few days of commotion, the Duke of the country became silent after some vigorous actions.The prince remembered the spring hunting that year, so symbolically, he sent someone from the palace to send some things as condolences.

Song Qingming seemed to be a normal person, either hang out with his former friends for fun, or go to the former general to exercise his right arm, Ning Buqing and the others have recently had a bruised nose and swollen face, Zhou Chongguan always welcomes him.Song Qingming's life was the same as in the past, and he didn't even take it home. He only occasionally came to the pharmacy to find Qin Shou when he was free, and chatted to relieve boredom.

"You boy, it's not a good thing to be depressed. If you are unhappy, you still have to vent it." Qin Shou gave him a pulse and said so, holding his head.

"It's okay, it will be fine after a while."

"I'll prescribe you a pill for soothing the liver and relieving stagnation," he wrote. "It is said that there is a village more than a dozen miles outside Ningjing City, and smallpox was born for some reason. The government has sealed it up now, and the prince is also I am going to send some imperial physicians to have a look. Prince Liang actually recommended me to go."

"It's a good thing, it will benefit the common people."

"Although smallpox is difficult, it is not difficult for me." After writing the prescription, he handed it to the assistant to grab the medicine, "If you go with me, it will be a relief."

Good guy, take things like treating smallpox as a distraction, Qin Shou is probably the only one in the past and present.

"Scared?" he said.

Song Qingming closed his fan, "Hmph, I have never been afraid."

So that night, Song Qingming rarely returned to the Duke's mansion to pack his bags. After hearing that Song Qingming had survived safely, Lu's illness was more than half healed. When she heard that Song Qingming returned to the mansion, she hurried over from the inner courtyard. After all, she did not find her son. trace.

"It's slipping away."

"The third young master must be worried about your scolding. These geniuses don't even want to go home."

"He went around looking for fun after he came back. He must have been messing around in the army. It's not his own fault to be demoted to a commoner. Why doesn't this kid save me some trouble?"

"Master is still young..."

Mrs. Lu walked back slowly. "It's not too young, it's almost the age of the crown, it's time to find a girl from a good family for him to take care of him."

Song Qingming didn't know this, because of his urgent condition, he and Qin Shou rode out of the city overnight, all the way to Shengzhi Village where the smallpox was infested. Patrolling around, everyone's faces were covered with white cloths.

Song Qingshu was somewhat surprised to see him coming.

"How did you come?"

"This is Qin Shou," Song Qingming pointed, "The doctor invited by the prince is also my colleague in the army, so I came with him."

Song Qingshu took a look at Qin Shou and nodded, "Young Prince Liang is waiting inside, and now those with symptoms and those without symptoms are separated, and the prince led people to set up an incineration point, all according to your request. "

He's here too, to such a dangerous place?Song Qingming looked inside suspiciously, and unconsciously hurried his steps.

"Don't rush in." Song Qingshu frowned and grabbed him, and his subordinates brought a bowl of food, "The imperial doctor has arrived. This is the pus from smallpox aphthous ulcers, apply it on the skin just in case —Since you’re here, don’t worry your father.”

Song Qingming gritted his teeth and did as he hurriedly walked into the village, smelling of burnt wormwood.

He found a Zhijinwu and asked Zhao Xi where he was, and then he went in. After entering, Zhao Xi was talking to the old imperial doctor, with fair face and pale lips, he raised his head to meet his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Song Qingming scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"..." What can I do.

"Okay," Qin Shou squeezed Song Qingming away and walked in, "Even if you are infected with smallpox, it will take more than ten days before symptoms appear, and you will never see a single flower."

Qin Shou and the imperial doctor began to communicate about the situation, Zhao Xi pointed and signaled Song Qingming to go outside.

"Did something happen?" Song Qingming asked worriedly, "It's just smallpox, so I won't send out the people who hold Jinwu, let alone come here in person."

"It's Prince Jin's younger sister Anhe Princess. She came to Beijing to stay overnight here. She never thought that smallpox broke out here, and she was trapped." Zhao Xi said lightly.

"Oh." Bai was worried.

Zhao Xi glanced at Song Qingming, and it was not difficult to guess what he was thinking.

The two were speechless, Song Qingming's eyes wandered, and he said that the first time he saw the broken child, he was half a head shorter than himself, and he grabbed it as soon as he pulled his collar. Now the two are about the same height, and Zhao Xi only stands There is a little coercion on the body.

Not to mention one is a prince from the first rank, and the other is a commoner.

He lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"What are you thinking?" came the man's deep and mellow voice.

"Miss you." He replied shamelessly.

"..." Zhao Xi turned around and coughed softly, "There are a lot of things to do in Shengzhi Village. Since you are here, find something to do. Don't be idle and think wildly."

Song Qingming pouted, didn't he ask him to help?So he turned around and went in to look for Qin Shou.