Daily life of black skin cub's princess

Did the Fourth Miss of the Qiu Mansion die for no apparent reason?Ordinary people just watched the excitement, and some people whispered: "Didn't it mean that the Qiu Mansion is about to end? Why is the emperor still in charge of the Qiu Mansion's life lawsuit?"

"Your heart is unpredictable, and your heart is unpredictable."

The people from Dali Temple lived directly in the Qiu Mansion, with the attitude of trying to find out the truth of the case.Qiu Chao wanted to stop him, but he was stopped by Fan Wuzhong's cold interrogation: "I heard that the fourth lady is also your favorite, don't you care why she died? This matter is obviously strange, as a father, how can Xiang Xiang?" Are you deceiving yourself and others, so that Miss Fourth's spirit in heaven can't rest in peace?"

Qiu Chao's body has been ill since the night Lu Xi led his troops back to the capital, and now he is slightly better, but his physical strength is not as good as before.The most important one is a son, a daughter, a prisoner and a crazy fool. The situation is now completely out of his control, and his fighting spirit has almost been wiped out.

In desperation, Qiu Chao could only tell the people below not to say what they shouldn't say, and to keep their mouths shut.It's a pity that the eldest lady who had lived behind closed doors in the Buddhist hall for a long time came out at this time.

Qiu Chao looked at Fa's wife who was sitting in front of him drinking tea, feeling a little dazed, vaguely remembering the last time he saw her, her hair was not yet gray: "Ma'am..."

"Master." Mrs. Qiu took a sip of tea, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I wonder if Master is still in good health?"

Qiu Chao couldn't help smiling wryly, the two of them looked at each other silently, compared to Mrs. Qiu's leisurely, Qiu Chao was a bit more cramped.He doesn't like to be with this wife. Apart from being fresh when he was young, another reason is that every time his wife looks at him, looking at her eyes that seem to see through everything, Qiu Chao seems to have returned to many years ago. He became that poor scholar who couldn't even pay for Shuxiu again. In front of his mentor, he burst into tears and said that he would only marry a wife in this life, and his vow sounded in his ears again.

He has been obsessed with officialdom for dozens of years, and there were times when he could do whatever he wanted, but when he faced his first wife, he still felt a sense of embarrassment.When he was young, Qiu Chao thought it was because his wife was too old-fashioned and had no interest, but now that the ups and downs have passed for so many years, Qiu Chao no longer deceives himself, it is his inferiority complex, rather than saying that he does not want to see his wife Rather, he did not want to face his humble origins.

"Madam..." Qiu Chao hesitated several times, but was unable to say the rest.

Mrs. Qiu smiled lightly: "Master wants to ask me why I came?"

Seeing that Fa's wife said it by herself, Qiu Chao let out a sigh of relief and said "Yes".

Mrs. Qiu smiled: "I met a child who is profound in Buddhism, and I understand some things."

"Oh?" Qiu Chao was puzzled, "Did you recognize Madam when she worshiped the Buddha in the temple?"

Mrs. Qiu took a sip of tea and moistened her lips: "I met you in the Buddhist hall." The Buddhist hall is located in the Qiu residence, so she changed the subject, "Don't talk about that, I know the master doesn't like it."

I don't like it... Qiu Chao sighed, he had been particularly unhappy this year, almost all the gods and Buddhas in the sky were begged by him, and now he has no face to say that sending a wife to believe in Buddha is a cowardly act with long hair and short knowledge.

The two were relatively silent, and Mrs. Qiu looked at the people in the Dali Temple in the courtyard: "I heard that Yan'er's matter has progressed."

progress……

Qiu Chao frowned: "Why did Madam say that? Didn't Yan'er slip into the water?"

Mrs. Qiu smiled, practicing Zen and chanting for so many years is enough for her to face this matter peacefully, and everything has a cause and fate, that child is right, how can it be said that Yan'er's early death must not be her What about Buddha's fate and fortune?After thinking about the current situation of the children in the mansion, Mrs. Qiu felt calm.It's just that if you are not attached to yourself, you should not be attached. People who do wrong things will always suffer karmic retribution.

Miss Qiu Jiasi's drowning case was like a vine pulling out many gourds, and this murder case was not the only one that Dali Temple interrogated from the subordinates.The Qiu Mansion is like a huge banyan tree, which looks lush and lush, but in fact, it has been completely corrupted when the soil is dug out.

A sunspot was held between the slender and strong fingers and fell.

The black and white chess game is divided equally, while the black chess has a faint vigor.

The person holding the black chess is Lu Xi, and the person sitting opposite him is Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan looked at the chess game and nodded slightly: "Not bad."

"I also ask my grandfather to correct me."

"Correctly speaking, you've already grown up." Lu Yuan smiled gently. The iron-blooded killing didn't seem to have left any traces on his face. If I had to say it, I'm afraid only those phoenix eyes were staring at one person. Sometimes people can't help but feel awe.

"Grandson still has a lot to learn."

"No hurry." Lu Yuan smiled, "You are doing very well now. You have patience and courage. Remember, restlessness and softness are taboos. Only being slow and slow can become an emperor's art. .”

"Grandson used to be quite cautious." Lu Xi was clear about his problem, and he was very straightforward in self-examination.

Lu Yuan didn't deny it, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, he asked, "Do you know what is the root of imperial art?"

Lu Xi was a little hesitant. He thought for a long time, and when the chess game was about to be tied, he finally said an answer: "People's hearts."

Lu Yuan laughed loudly, and stretched out his hand to erase the chess game, mixing black and white pieces together, because the outcome of this game is no longer important: "Yes, benevolence is the root of an emperor. It is easy for a king to be cruel, but it is rare to have a benevolent heart. The benevolence of the king makes it easy for the power to fall, but it is not easy for the people to suffer. The death of Qin II was not only due to Hu Hai and Zhao Gao, but also because of the tyranny of the first emperor. It is easy to become a hegemony, but it is difficult to become an emperor."

Lu Xi understood a little bit, and suddenly understood why his grandfather always said that it was the most suitable for his father to ascend the throne at that time.Before his grandfather retired, he fought in all directions, and he had iron and blood skills.But it is too late to go too far in everything. If the monarch is strong, his ministers will be weak. If the ministers dare not speak out or do anything, they will become seriously ill in the long run.Therefore, if the father is replaced by a benevolent government, recuperating and recuperating, the minister will be strong, and he will be strong, and doing nothing is also doing something.

"Let's do it. Use your own way. You don't need to look at me and your father. In Xiao Xun's words, there is a karma in the dark, and there is no need to worry about karma and retribution." Lu Yuan's lips could not help but rise, He can only be satisfied with this grandson, but as a prince, he can endure what ordinary people cannot, and naturally he can achieve achievements that ordinary people cannot achieve.Back then, the eldest brother was defeated by publicity and arrogance, but he didn't see these things in Lu Xi.

This child is rare, he has humility and arrogance, he has concessions but also domineering, what is even more rare is that he has a kind of thoroughness and purity.Perhaps this was purely brought to him by another person, washing away those anxiety and paranoia, leaving only the transparency.

The art of the emperor is only the means of the emperor, but it must not be the heart of the emperor. Seeing that Lu Xi already understood, he knew that there was no need to play the chess game between them.

***

After nearly a month of investigation, thick evidence has been presented on Lu Xi's case. After turning over pages of evidence and confessions, anger flashed in Lu Xi's eyes.

"It's so unreasonable!" Lu Xun slapped the table, these criminal evidences were enough for the entire Qiu family to be executed, even if Qiu Chao had ten heads.

The simplest of these is Qiu Yan'er's death. Qiu Yan'er was not directly killed by Concubine Li, but she also died because of Concubine Li.Not many people knew the truth about this matter. In the end, it was Li Fei's nanny who said that it was the two sisters who were arguing at that time. Of course, it was Li Fei who had nothing to do to find trouble with this little sister who had been spoiled by her.During the pushing and shoving, Concubine Li pushed Qiu Yan'er into the water. It was possible that she could be saved if she was called at that time, but Concubine Li was afraid of her father's scolding and did not call for anyone.So when someone found out, Qiu Yan'er was already dead.And that Concubine Li's personal maid is actually the nanny's own daughter, she was once benevolent to Miss Fourth, and she finally avenged her after years of dormancy.

Fan Wuzhong asked: "Your Highness, do you want to do something?"

"Wait first, after Anping's big wedding." There are still a few days before Anping's big wedding, and these bloody storms can only be dealt with after the wedding is over.

As long as one corner of these evidences is uncovered, one hair will affect the whole body, and the rest will not be suppressed.

The capital is about to change.