Rong Xuan

Zhao Qingjia, the princess of Yongjia, had something to discuss with Sima Xuan, Marquis of Jingling, but he didn't see that Sima for a whole day, and almost went crazy.

"Where did you go all day at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty?! You weren't here, and your wife wasn't there either. There were only two babies playing in the yard," Xunfu's carriage just stopped. As soon as Sima Xuan's head was exposed from the car, Zhao Qingjia rushed down the steps in front of the door like a cannonball: "The matter of the Ministry of Rites has been brewing for a day, and now Datong and the palace are almost It's about to explode—”

Sima Xuan jumped out of the car, and just as he was about to go back to help Cao Hui who came out, Zhao Qingjia suddenly stopped talking, approached Sima Xuan and sniffed the smell in the air vigorously.

"..." The faint scent of dust and rouge mixed with the smell of all kinds of food and drinks made Zhao Qingjia subconsciously cover his nose and take a step back.

She squinted at the man in the jade-clad black robe in front of her, and asked sharply, "Sima Yuanchu, where are you happy now? You'd better tell the truth, otherwise, I'd rather have a relationship with you when you're young." Clean up yours for Ah Rong!"

"Qingjia," Cao Hui, who was covered with plain gauze, came out of the carriage, and stretched out his hand to let Sima Xuan beside the carriage help him down, "Why don't you sit in the mansion when you're here?"

Zhao Qingjia turned his eyes back and forth between the two people in front of him even more puzzled, and finally decided decisively for Cao Hui's sake to give up asking Sima Xuan where the faint scent of three-day incense came from.

She suppressed her voice, and said: "The other side really can't wait to make a move. If you two don't come back, I will let your guards save people by themselves!"

Sima Xuan's expression froze, Cao Hui took Zhao Qingjia's arm and walked towards the mansion: "Let's go in first, if we have something to say, sit down and talk, the street is still strangely cold at night."

……

It was already very deep. Unlike Cao Hui and Zhao Qingjia's kind words when they spoke, the loyal general Wei Jingting, who was far away in a dungeon in the Dongshan Palace, had been beaten so badly that he couldn't stand up.

The prison cell with iron bars separated Wei Jingting and Zhao Xuan from inside and outside.

Outside the prison cell, the master of the Eastern Palace sat leaning on the soft pillow on the step, with his legs crossed, and the soles of the gold silk red python boots on his feet were almost spotless.

The man in the prince's uniform lowered his eyes and looked at Wei Jingting who was barely sitting in the dark corner of the cell.

After a while, the crown prince finally said: "Wei Tongjun has been here for a few days, and he has almost tried all the methods of my East Palace, but he still hasn't uttered a single word. I can't help but admire the Tongjun."

The crown prince sighed, his brows and eyes were always calm and unwavering: "But my patience is limited after all. Now it is Yin time, I will ask myself again today, who is the person you are loyal to? If you command the army I have nothing more to say, after the day breaks, the venerable wife Sima who is sick in bed, and the few sons in the house who have no relatives to take care of, will be able to see you outside the gate of the general's mansion. Wei Commander."

In the dark and damp corner of the dungeon, the tall and heroic man in the past was leaning against the corner covered in blood. His loose hair covered his resolute face, but it couldn't cover the man's sharp gaze like a falcon.

He has survived for five days, and it will be the sixth day when it dawns. He gently closes his eyes——wait a minute, wait a little longer, Ah Ying, I will go back soon, you must hold on ...

Seeing that Wei Jingting was unmoved, the prince with a calm face waited for a moment, his brows finally raised a look of displeasure, he brushed away his wide sleeves, let out a cold snort and walked away.

The prince's eagle-claw killer next to him got the master's signal, and after sending the prince away respectfully, he stared at Sha Ke, waiting for the time to kill the prisoner.

Half an hour... a quarter of an hour... The killer turned his head and glanced at the man who seemed to be asleep half hidden in the darkness, and sighed for some reason.

The killer has been guarding this dungeon for several days. During the days when this surname Wei came in, he was treated courteously by the crown prince and subjected to various methods in the dungeon. Now he can only linger on his last breath. Come on, if he doesn't speak again, the killer thinks that he doesn't need to do it when the time comes, and this surname Wei probably will die.

Dawn was approaching, and the night outside was getting thicker and darker, as if Hui ink had splashed the sky and the earth. The killer had been guarding this last line of defense all night, and he couldn't help but feel a little sleepy at this moment.

He turned his back to the prison cell behind him, yawned leisurely, and suddenly, a faint wind came from nowhere, and the small fire beans in the kerosene lamp beside the sand carved flickered, and the killer He immediately grasped the handle of the knife at his waist vigilantly.

"Hello, what time is it?"

——A hoarse man's voice tinged with sweet blood resounded softly, and every word fell on the austere instrument of torture, which made the soles of the feet feel cold in the cold and empty dungeon.

The killer suddenly turned around - in the iron cell, the man who was leaning in the corner had come behind him at some point, only one step away from him!

With the sound of a steel knife being unsheathed, the killer quickly pulled out the knife worn at his waist, his body tensed up, his drowsiness dissipated instantly, and his alertness suddenly rose to the highest level.

He inexplicably felt a kind of oppression from death, the root of his tongue was bitter, and he couldn't help the cold sweat crawling up his back, and unconsciously chose to take two steps back, forcefully pulling a little distance between himself and Wei Jingting.

He stared sharply at the man with no fighting strength who had been greeted by various instruments of torture in the iron prison, and said bluntly: "It's the end of the day, if you have nothing to say to His Highness, I will send you to the king of Hades." -"

Before the word "Dian" was uttered, there was a "click"-the crisp sound of iron cutting bones and breaking the bones without warning, interrupting the killer's words-the head that still had the word "Dian" in its mouth was just like that. Flying away from the killer's body, with hot blood splashing like water, it finally rolled to the ground.

Leaning against the wall, Wei Jingting raised his hand with difficulty to wipe the blood splashed all over his head and face, and there was a smile in his dry voice: "If you come one step later, I'm afraid I will really be left here. "

"How can it be, if you are really allowed to put it here, your brother-in-law will definitely scratch me alive when I go back!"

——The man in black came out of nowhere while talking to Wei Jingting with a low voice, while nimbly catching the killer's headless body——he lifted his foot by the way, and accurately lifted the knife in the killer's hand. The waist knife that fell to the ground was kicked into the cell—just right into Wei Jingting's hand.

"Well, it looks like I have to carry you out myself." After opening the prison door, looking at Wei Jingting who couldn't stand on his own, the man in black scratched his neck, shook his head helplessly, and pushed Wei Jingting, who was half a head taller than him, Carrying it on his back, he walked back along the way he came, muttering: "When I go back, I have to ask Sima Yuanchu to treat me well, and I have to ask him to treat me to the drunken fairy from the Immortal Residence..."

When the news of Wei Jingting being robbed reached the ears of the crown prince, it took less than two quarters of an hour for Wei Jingting and his party to escape from the boundary of Dongshan Palace.

The prince didn't dare to blatantly send out pursuers to chase and kill Wei Jingting, but he knew that he couldn't let the tiger go back to the mountain so easily, so the secret sentry left behind by Mingyuan Hou Qiu Fengnian soon caught up and reported that he saw many little A bunch of chasing soldiers are chasing and killing them here.

Qiu Fengnian, who never liked to fight and kill, immediately ordered to change his route to Sanyuan County, which is the nearest—the Shanqi Camp was stationed outside Sanyuan County, so firefighters had to get close water.

"Your injury can be healed, brother." Qiu Fengnian took out a wine bag from under the seat of the carriage, first carefully fed Wei Jingting two mouthfuls, and then took a few big mouthfuls for himself.

The black-clothed night-walking man pulled up his bloody sleeve and wiped his mouth casually. Qiu Fengnian got up from his side and sighed, "You're safe, my brother will drive the carriage for you personally!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Marquis Qiu Fengnian of Ming Yuan had already got out of the carriage. While the carriage was speeding, he didn't ask the driver to rein in the horse, so he directly took the whip and stood in front of the carriage and drove towards Sanyuan himself. go.

After dawn, outside the dungeon of Dongshan Palace:

The leader of the Eastern Palace, Tang Shichun, hurried over from outside the Central Palace. After personally inspecting the body of the killer whose head had been beheaded last night, he finally confirmed to the prince in person that he killed more than [-] of them last night. It is undoubtedly the third son of the emperor, Prince Baoxin, who rushed into the dungeon to save people without a sound.

The reason why Tang Shichun was certain was that the weapon used to cut off the killer's head was quite different, and ordinary people would never be able to see it—it was a Pinghai sword that was exclusively used in the Eastern Border Army, and was remade from the Japanese sword specially used by Japanese warriors.

Although the Pinghai Knife is different from the Wuhen Knife unique to the Sima family, it is not exclusive to a certain family, but the prince no longer understands who is standing behind the Eastern Pinghai Knife.

The crown prince listened to Tang Shichun's report with a calm expression, and then he retreated from Tang Shichun and assigned tasks to his subordinates in the palace one by one.

After everyone had received the order and left one after another, only the prince himself and his personal internal officer Yan Dewu were left in the hall. The prince who was about to hold a cup of tea suddenly violently smashed out the Wenshanjian cup in his hand, and He kicked over the ice mirror next to him.

He yelled: "You bastard! You bastard! Rebel! Thief! I am the crown prince, the heir apparent! I am the future emperor of Dachao Kingdom! Xun Shechuan, Sima Dezu, and Zhang Bufan! These old men! Those who don't die have to crawl under my feet! And Zhao Qinggui! They, they... Ah! If you dare to fight against me, I want them to die without a place to bury them!!"

On the side, Yande Wu, who grew up with the East Palace since he was a child, knew the prince's temper well, and he didn't dare to speak out at this time, so he had to wave away all the ordinary palace people outside, and let the prince who was angry first put this place in peace. Let's talk about it after smashing the temple.

At this moment, Chang'an:

The fact that Zhongwu General Wei Jingting was found by Shanqiying was the only good news that the cabinet received in the past few days.

Xun Run held the documents related to the Ministry of Rites Shangshu case that had been sorted out, and went to the side hall of the Datong Harmony Hall with the two cabinet second-in-commands to meet the emperor. There were no palace attendants in the hall, only the third prince Baoxin Wang Zhao Qingrui and Zhenhai Wang Zhangchao and Zhenhai Prince Zhang Yu are here.

A purple jade-colored tea cup was broken on the ground, and the ambergris in the air was faintly mixed with the tea aroma from the tea cakes made by Xiaolongfengtuan. Don't think about it, the broken cup is undoubtedly the one sitting behind the dragon case. bit masterpiece.

Xun Run ignored the somewhat tense atmosphere in the hall, and handed over the stack of documents in his hand to Hua Jinzhong. He cupped his hands and bowed to the person behind the dragon case, saying: "The minister and the cabinet have sorted out the documents overnight. I would like to ask Your Majesty to have a look at the outline documents of the case of Cha Lianghe, former Minister of Rites."

Still angry, Tianjia blew on his well-trimmed beard angrily, and took out a document pressed by a memorial from Hua Jinzhong's hand not very gently.

He turned his body slightly, squinting his eyes to read the contents of the document carefully under the bright sunlight coming in from the south of the hall.

The Tian family was reading documents, Xun Run folded his hands in the wide sleeves of his official robe, bowed his body slightly and nodded, his eyelids half-lidded all the time - King Baoxin who was next to him gave him secret winks many times, and Xun Shoufu, who was as cunning as a fox, was invisible.

After a long while, His Majesty the Emperor finished reading the document he had picked up casually, and threw it heavily on the dragon table. After holding back for a long time, he finally cursed a few words again: "These bastards!"

"..." Xun Run didn't say a word, but he and everyone bowed to the Long Case Office at the right time to show his respect for the wrath of the emperor.

Taking advantage of this gap, Hua Jinzhong quickly asked the people from Fengcha Palace to bring another cup of fragrant tea, and silently put it in a corner of the dragon case.

The emperor glanced at Hua Jinzhong, took a few sips of tea slowly with the teacup, and remained silent for a while, the anger in His Majesty's bosom seemed to be slightly relieved.

He put down the teacup, couldn't help but picked up the book that he had thrown on the table, rolled it up and held it in his hand, tapped the edge of the dragon table lightly, and said to Xun Run: "So that's it." It seems that King Qingxu and Prince Qingxu were indeed wronged by that thing that covered the sky with one hand, Cha Lianghe."

"Your Majesty..." Zhenhai King Zhang Chao raised his wide sleeves just now, and His Majesty the Emperor said again: "I think the case of Yuanzhi's child is quite strange. Fortunately, Xun Qing dissuaded him in time, otherwise I would have almost listened to the traitor. , so that the loyal minister was wronged."

"Your Majesty is holy." Complimentary words were words that courtiers often talked about. Xun Run just followed everyone's symbolic cupping and did not speak out.

When he first ascended the throne, he was quite apprehensive about these compliments, but now that he heard them too much, he felt that there was nothing wrong with them. The emperor let out a long sigh of relief, and said: "I was deceived by the villain. The official of the ancestors was sent to prison, and now the guilty minister Cha Lianghe is in prison, the truth is revealed to the world, I was wrong."

I was wrong.

I was wrong.

wrong……

His Majesty the Emperor was still talking to the people in the hall, Xun Run's brain buzzed, and only the emperor's words "I was wrong" were still echoing in his ears.

Gradually, in the eyes of Xun Run, the head of the world's literati who is always gentle, and the chief assistant of the most respected minister, little by little, the eyes of the hazy and moist bits and pieces gather together-it turns out that this high-ranking man with a heart A man who looks down on all beings in the world will admit his mistake.

Xun Run slowly raised his eyes and looked over. Behind the gold-plated dragon case, the man wearing the heavenly crown and the Zhuxuan robe was sitting obliquely on the Dragon Chair of Nine Dragons Chengxiang. His eyebrows drooped slightly, his face was kind, even Some are like those gentle and pure immortals enshrined in temples.

"Xunqing, Xunqing?" Seeing that Xunrun was in a daze, the emperor repeatedly called Xunrun a few words, and said, "I want to clean up Prince Qingxu's crimes, and also want to restore Prince Qingxu to his original post. What do you think?"

Xun Run realized his gaffe, and hastily bowed his waist and bowed his hands to offer a big gift: "Your Majesty is holy, God bless Chao Chao."

"You don't want to tell me these official words that make people's ears tingle," His Majesty the Emperor smiled warmly, turned around and ordered Hua Jinzhong to pass the decree to enter the palace, and asked Xun Run: "I heard that Shanqi Ying has found Wei Jingting, how is it now?"

Xun Run subconsciously glanced at Prince Baoxin Zhao Qinghui, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said: "Shan Qiying came to report, saying that Wei Tongjun suffered a lot of injuries, and invited several imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Office It was only by going there in person that the injury was barely stabilized, and it would be inappropriate to send him back to Beijing right now."

"So heavy?" His Majesty the Emperor lowered his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised by the matter: "On the edge of the imperial city, a third-rank official of the imperial court was suddenly robbed by someone for no reason, and he was injured like this. , I don’t care about the imperial court too much!”

There was no one to talk to, and the emperor didn't seem to care, so he continued, "Fortunately, Wei Jingting's life is safe, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to explain to King Xu, Xun Qing, your cabinet is working hard and cooperating with Wei Jingting, The culprit must be brought to justice!"

During the speech, Du Chengzhi had already followed Hua Jinzhong in.

His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have no desire to talk to anyone anymore, he glanced at the few people in front of the dragon case, and then found an excuse to dismiss them all.

After leaving the Tonghe side hall and walking a long way, Xun Run stopped under the corridor at the corner of Fengxian Hall.

"Shichuan, what do you mean?" Zhenhai King Zhang Chao caught up and asked bluntly: "What does this matter have to do with King Baoxin? Why did you drag him in with such an unclear attitude?! Do you know What kind of juncture is it now? You—"

Xun Run raised his hand suddenly, and made a restraining movement with his palm facing outwards. Zhang Chao stopped talking, and his eyes followed Xun Run's tilted head to look at those palace buildings with high eaves and teeth.

"People say that a true gentleman can travel thousands of miles without forgetting his original intention," Xun Run said, with a vicissitudes of life: "I always feel that it is better to retreat and make a net than to envy fish in Linyuan. My lord, I don't know why. I feel that any little bit of evil in people will be engraved in my heart, and no amount of goodness will be easily ignored."

"I only know that a man should carry a sword three feet long to achieve greatness. I don't understand your style of being a gentleman to stand upright." Zhang Chao looked up slightly, letting the warm wind of early autumn gently blow his cheeks, He waved his hand, and the wide sleeves of the large silver dragon python robe moved with the light, and the four-clawed black dragon embroidered on it was lifelike.

He lowered his voice and said: "Now that one is already in disrepair, and the rest of the sons are not descendants. Among the grown-ups, Erlang is brave but small and arrogant. ...Goro is a failure after all, except for his military achievements, he has no foundation in the court."

As he said that, Zhang Chao turned his head and looked at Xun Run with sharp eyes: "Shechuan, it is not easy for us to get to this point. It was bought by the frontier soldier's life. Of course, you and I don't care about this." My old life is in the loess, but now you and I really need to think about ourselves?!"

"Think about it!" Zhang Chao couldn't help but took half a step closer to Xun Run, his low-pitched words were faintly filled with uncontrollable excitement: "Your girl gave the second boy of the Sima family, and that boy has been thinking about her from the beginning to the end. Don’t you know who it is! If it weren’t for your old bones to support her here, if it wasn’t for you, the chief minister, whose status is so respected, Shikawa, you said it yourself, you can pat your chest and promise, if you don’t With your Xun family as the backing, will your girl still be able to live in Jinglinghou's mansion with a straight back in the future?"

Knowing it with reason and moving it with emotion, Xun Run's gentle but alienated expression really loosened a bit.

The author has something to say:

A road that must be taken is called a plot.

【small theater】

Sunset Red Troubleshooting Group——

Zhang Chao: I think I can lead everyone to make a fortune with my eloquence.

Sima Xiu: Get the hell out, go home and take care of your grandson, you pretty MLM boss.

Xun Run: I just watch and don't speak.

Emperor: How can you use my sons as gunmen? It's so pitiful.

Yang Kaitai: My grandson is still being held by that bastard old second hand at Sima's house!Who do I talk to? !

Xuanxuan and Yuanrong are not at home very much in this chapter, and they will be pulled out to play with everyone in the next chapter