I'm afraid you'll be widowed

On the day Fang Cenxi entered the palace as usual, he got up early in the morning to freshen up.

It was not yet dawn, and it snowed a little last night, and Bai Langhua curled up lazily on the head of the bed to keep warm.

Fang Cenxi added dried meat to the cat bowl, and then changed into the green gown with a round collar that he only wore when he went to the yamen, and went straight to the yamen of Dali Temple.

The red walls and yellow tiles of the Forbidden City, under the boxy sky, the palace people are all busy with their heads down.

Fang Cenxi followed behind Huangmen who led the way, and just walked forward silently with his head down.

I don't know how long it took before Huangmen suddenly turned around and said, "I haven't congratulated Mr. Fang yet, it's an unprecedented honor to be promoted to the third rank."

There are many people in this palace who work on errands, and there are probably only a handful of people who can meet such great luck.

But when Fang Cenxi heard the sound, he only raised his eyes lightly, and there was no trace of joy on his face.

Huangmen hurriedly said again: "Master Fang still doesn't know?"

"Your Majesty personally decreed that you will be promoted to the rank of five temple officials. Who can receive such kindness? It is a great joy for Mr. Fang to be favored by His Majesty at such a young age."

Up to this point, Fang Cenxi only slightly curled his lips: "Then thank you for your good words."

The eunuch sent the man into the side hall of Qianqing Palace respectfully, and then bowed and retreated.

In the huge Qianqing Palace, there are almost no servants to be seen. The entire interior furnishings are extremely simple, but there is an extreme elegance everywhere.

The silver wisps of charcoal in the gold wire charcoal cage are bright red, and sparks are beeping.The earth dragon under the black jade bricks also exudes heat, which makes people feel warm.

On the side table is the copper censer of Wufu Pingshou, in which ambergris is burned, and the white smoke is wafting in the side hall.

Emperor Deqi sat on the couch.

Now he is only in his early fifties, and he also experienced the bloody battle to seize the heir at the beginning, and his determination and skill are comparable to others.

Now time has dyed his temples full of vicissitudes, wearing a uniform with the sun and the moon on his shoulders, holding sandalwood beads in his hand, even if the whole person is just reading a book quietly, there is an undeniable majesty.

Fang Cenxi hastily lifted up the hem of his regular clothes, and knelt down on the ground: "Fang Cenxi, the judge of the Dali Temple, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Emperor Deqi heard the movement, and then slowly raised his eyes.

His gaze wandered around Fang Cenxi's body undisguisedly, and he sighed after a long while: "He really looks upright, the offspring of Zhilan Yushu."

"As expected of the son of Fang Lian's family."

Fang Cenxi heard the comment, but didn't respond for a while.

Emperor Deqi then said: "How about I entrust you to be Zuo Si Si Zheng?"

"You are meritorious in the case of Nancheng, and you have encountered many dangers outside the city. You should be rewarded."

"What's more, you also fulfilled your duties in Dali Temple before, and you should have been promoted a long time ago. Now you have been promoted to several ranks, which is also reasonable."

Fang Cenxi then lowered his head a little further: "My humble servant thanks Your Majesty, Your Majesty's grace is immense."

Emperor Deqi twirled the sandalwood beads in his hand, and smiled to himself: "I remember you, you were the head armor Tanhua in the eighth year of Deqi's palace examination."

"You were born in Jianzhou, and you are the only son of Fang Lian. You have suffered a lot in Dali Temple these years, right?"

Fang Cenxi replied in a deep voice: "With His Majesty's amnesty, Cen Xifang will be admitted to the imperial examination. It is the best luck to treat the guilty body like this. Now I dare not say the word hard work."

Emperor Deqi sneered: "You child, not only looks like your father, but also speaks the same way, people can't pick out the slightest mistake."

"When I saw your father, he was just as old as you. Now that I am old, you have come to my side again."

Fang Cenxi's voice was still calm: "This minister will definitely fulfill his duties and be loyal to His Majesty."

Emperor Deqi tapped his finger on the table twice, and then glanced at Fang Cenxi: "Since you are willing to do this, then it seems that I must reward and punish clearly, and not be a fool."

"Now that you have finished rewarding your contributions in Dali Temple, it's time to count the thirteen divisions' affairs."

"Is that right, Linyuan?"

Fang Cenxi frowned slightly, and couldn't help lowering his head lower and lower.

Emperor Deqi's gaze slowly moved back to the book, flipped the pages lightly, and almost never glanced at the people on the ground: "I heard that your recent errands have not been handled very well."

"It's just a secret letter from the Xuanfu Guard. You haven't found anything useful yet."

Fang Cenxi's pupils shrank, but he could only say in a low voice: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I am incompetent in the distance."

"Incompetent? When will my Thirteen Divisions be able to accommodate incompetent people?"

"Are you unable to find it, or do you not want to find it?"

Emperor Deqi sneered: "Forget it, if I really wanted to ask about your crimes, would I allow you to enter this side hall of the Qianqing Palace? Allow you to live until today?"

"Fang Cenxi, do you think I'm reluctant?"

Fang Cenxi said softly, "I dare not approach the distance."

Emperor Deqi closed the book in front of him, and held back the sandalwood beads in his hand: "I see that you were injured and captured Li Sibo again, so I will forgive you first."

"From now on, if you return the corpse to a vegetarian meal and find nothing, you should know the rules of the Thirteenth Division."

"You can disappear from under the sky forever."

Emperor Deqi frowned wearily: "Fang Cenxi, don't follow your father's old path and let me down."

Fang Cenxi bowed deeply: "I would like to obey the holy edict."

Only then did Emperor Deqi casually raise his hand, signaling Fang Cenxi to back down.

Only then did Fang Cenxi stand up slowly, and bowed to Emperor Deqi again, Fang bowed his body and retreated out of the hall.

But when he was about to go out, he suddenly saw Huang Men leading an inner guard assistant leader who was wearing a golden unicorn robe and covered his face with an ink-colored thin silk scarf, brushing past him.

Fang Cenxi could clearly feel it.

Although they are both co-leaders, he has never seen the person in front of him who is in the wrong body with him.

Seeing the other party step into the side hall, Fang Cenxi couldn't help but stop.

"Join Your Majesty."

When Emperor Deqi in the side hall saw the person coming, he couldn't help frowning even more heavily.

"Xi Huai is back?"

"No need to be formal, sit down and talk."

"I ordered people to take the best wound medicine from the private treasury, and all of them have been sent to the Nuan Pavilion."

"It's a tricky matter for Liang Guogong's mansion now, and you should know it best."

"I believe that you won't keep me waiting too long."

……

"Master Xiao Fang?" Huang Men called Fang Cenxi softly, "Master Xiao Fang, it's time to leave the palace."

Only now did Fang Cenxi come back to his senses, smiled and nodded towards Huangmen and said softly, "I have a companion."

"Let's go now."

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Emperor Deqi nominally rewarded Fang Cenxi, but Fang Cenxi knew that it was an ultimatum given to him by the palace.

He was full of thoughts all the way after he left the palace. When he returned to Tianshui Lane and opened the door, he saw Bailanghua arched her back, her white hair completely exploded, like a lion cub, howling secretly towards the house.

He was sensitive to the abnormality.

He stopped his steps.

After a while, a familiar figure walked out of the room slowly.

"Linyuan, oh, no, I should ask you to judge the matter." Zeng Zhe was not kind, "I have received the reward from His Majesty personally, I should really congratulate myself."

As he spoke, he lightly raised the file in his hand: "But it seems that I came here by accident, how did I find the file of the case bank on Fang Pingshi's bookshelf?"

"You dare to bring the file out of the case bank without permission? Guess what will happen to you if you let the Lord know?"

"It's no wonder that our Linyuan Association leader couldn't find anything about Xuanfuwei. I'm afraid it was designed early in the morning to look up the Jianzhou Army case 20 years ago?"

Fang Cenxi looked at the complacent Zeng Zhe in front of him, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes.

He slowly picked up the white waves on the ground, and gently comforted them twice.

Seeing him pretending to be serious, Zeng Zhe only sneered: "Linyuan, I really didn't expect that."

"You are such a decisive co-leader, but you are only a low-ranking judge of the seventh rank? Are you willing to be in such a dilapidated courtyard, mixing in the ranks of three religions and nine ranks all day long?"

Fang Cenxi rolled his eyes coldly, and gently curled his lips unhurriedly: "Yes, as Zeng Xie-ling saw, this is a sin I deserve to die for."

"However, you released Li Sibo secretly three years ago, received thousands of taels of bribes from Yu Zirong, magistrate of Xianghai County, and betrayed the fact that you were the second master of the Nuan Pavilion. Isn't that a crime worthy of death?"

"Who will be a good person after entering the Thirteenth Division? Let's stop pretending to be noble people." Fang Cenxi took out the case file from Zeng Zhe's hand, "Leader Zeng Xie can go to the Nuan Pavilion right now, and go to court. The Lord said that I had secretly carried the files of the case bank."

"As long as Leader Zeng is not afraid of death, let's compare and see who has the greater fate."

Zeng Zhe was dumbfounded, and was momentarily blocked by Fang Cenxi's words: "You..."

The curvature of the corners of Fang Cenxi's eyes became more and more obvious, and the hair in his hand was blowing along the white waves one after another.

"You saw the letter I sent back to the Lingzhu from the Nuan Pavilion, and then you guessed my identity when you thought about the Nancheng case, so you wanted to kill me by Li Sibo's hand, and let the Thirteenth Division get rid of Li Si Wave."

"For this reason, you did not hesitate to spread the transcripts about the Japanese riots in Jianzhou in front of the Dali Temple overnight, and you told Li Sibo about the past in Jianzhou, and asked him to mobilize the villagers to bury me alive."

"Zeng Xie-ling, why are you so courageous? You dare to intercept the letter of the Lord? Guess what will happen to you if the Lord finds out?"

Zeng Zhe's eyes twitched.

Everyone knows the fate of betraying the Thirteenth Division.

He was all about getting rid of the joy of Linyuan, but he forgot that he was already in deep quagmire.

If even the slightest bit of his private affairs leaked out, he would definitely be overwhelmed and walk around.

Fang Cenxi looked at Zeng Zhe's uncontrollable panic, his eyes were full of laziness: "Even if I am going to be executed, then you don't want to live alone."

Zeng Zhe frowned, and said again: "It's a pity that you didn't die outside Beijing, but someone dug it out."

"The third son of Duke Liang's mansion who rescued you knows that you are an inner guard? Does he know that you want to find evidence of his Pei family's collusion with the enemy and put his Pei family to death?"

"If he knew, would he save you? He must be the first to strangle you, right?"

Fang Cenxi lightly followed Bailanghua Maomao's hand, and stopped in an instant.

He raised his cold eyebrows, his eyes sharp as if he was about to kill someone: "Zeng Zhe, have you lived enough and want to die?"

"If you dare to meddle in the affairs of Duke Liang's mansion in front of the Thirteenth Division, then you can just try."

Zeng Zhe was choked to the point where he had nothing to say, but Fang Cenxi spoke in a cold voice.

"What are you still doing here? You scared my lizard slave."

"Get out of here."

Zeng Zhe touched his nose, snorted angrily and walked away.

Only then did Fang Cenxi lean against the courtyard door and rubbed his forehead.

The case file in his hand still slipped to the ground after all.

Bai Langhua was lying at his feet and spinning around anxiously, but Fang Cenxi seemed to have lost his mind, and couldn't care less about comforting him.

Fang Cenxi knew that this could not go on.

Otherwise, he will be doomed, and Pei Gong may not be spared either.

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