Royal

On the second day of Lantern Festival, it was morning after noon, Xie Liao was still wearing a reddish-brown court dress, and walked towards the mansion with a dignified expression, but as soon as he reached the corridor, Xie Zhenzhen, who had been pacing back and forth in the courtyard early in the morning, immediately went up to meet him , asked anxiously: "Father, what did you say in court this morning? Did Your Majesty blame you?"

"Your Majesty will naturally not blame Zhixing," Xie Liao stopped, raised his eyes to look at Xie Zhenzhen for a long time, and then sighed. His half-white beard trembled slightly, and then said tiredly, "But this time it's the same. Fortunately, you invited Lian Qiu, instead of taking our soldiers directly, otherwise Xu Zhuo would really have killed him, and then we would really be speechless."

Hearing that there was no serious fault, Xie Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief, but said embarrassingly: "Actually, it's not because my daughter is smart, my daughter has already gone to Huainan Military Square, and luckily Lin Lang persuaded me to get off at the door in time After reminding her again, my daughter knew that she had to go to the city defense.”

Xie Liao sighed heavily again, shook his head haggardly, and said again: "You really have to watch Zhixing carefully, the past year has been dull because of that incident, your mother is afraid that he will get sick and go everywhere Get used to him, but you have to have a degree of nonsense, take your majesty out of the palace privately, if you don't reflect it in time, if something really happens to your majesty, you say...hey..."

Seeing that Xie Liaoyue was trembling with anger, Xie Zhenzhen quickly stepped forward to support him, and helped him into the room while agreeing one by one, but her eyes were suddenly covered with a cold light.

Murdering the emperor is a felony, and the young man who was arrested on the night of the Lantern Festival was sent directly to Qinglu Temple, which is affiliated to the imperial court.

Qinglu Temple stands on a wasteland in the southeast of Yidu. It is eight stories high.The first ray of light in the morning is shot at the tip of the temple impartially every day, which is amazing to everyone.

The ancient temple has a history of hundreds of years. It is said that the founding emperor of the Dian Dynasty beheaded the veterans of the former court one by one here, and then hung their heads with ropes and hung them on the windows of each floor of the high temple.After years of wind, rain, sun and rain, the flesh and blood have weathered into a dark white head hanging on the wall of the ancient temple. The wind blows, crisp but strange.

In the early morning three days after the Lantern Festival, Xu Zhuowei walked into Qinglu Temple accompanied by the hazy morning mist.The Qinglu Temple was always filled with hissing cries and begging, from morning to night, from spring to winter, but the voice of pleading guilty was missing.

These sounds are harsh, and others will frown involuntarily when they enter the room, but Xu Zhuowei enjoys these sounds very much, especially those who are in the cell with disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and bloody people, with their hands clasped tightly on the iron bars. Seeing the scene of people passing by outside crying "wronged", Xu Zhuowei feels happy every time he looks at it.

The young man was trapped in a side room on the third floor. His hands were hung high on the wall by iron locks. The height of the locks on his hands was just enough for his knees to be half bent. Unless he was standing all the time, he could only be hung with his knees bent.

Dried blood smeared on his face, sticking his hair up, covering his facial features. He opened his mouth slightly, his lips were dry and cracked, and he could vaguely see that one of his front teeth had been knocked out. He only had a tattered piece of clothing on his body. Hearing someone push the door open, he didn't lift his head, just closed his eyes.

Xu Zhuowei walked into the room holding his nose, there was a small window in the room, the faint sunlight shone in, just happened to shine on the young man's face.Xu Zhuowei walked up to the young man, blocked the light, and stared at him with a frown.

Soon, a man in his early thirties, wearing an indigo official uniform with gold silk tiger pattern, walked in, came to Xu Zhuowei, clasped his fists, and was about to speak, but Xu Zhuowei waved his hand and asked unhurriedly, "Ask?" What happened?"

The man stood beside Xu Zhuowei, looked at the young man with him, and said, "He only recognized that because he was dissatisfied with the oppression and domineering of the Ming School Mansion for many years, and he also knew that Lingjun would hold a birthday banquet at Manxinlou every Lantern Festival, so he got up." He wanted to take advantage of the chaos to murder Lingjun, but he didn't know about His Majesty's appearance."

"I don't know at all?" Xu Zhuowei raised an eyebrow, looked at the bloodshot eyes, the young man who was staring at him resentfully like a ghost, he turned his head slightly, and asked again: "Is there someone behind the scenes to give instructions?"

"He said no, it was all because of his own resentment for a long time, and he didn't find any clues from him."

At this time, a jailer suddenly hurried to the man and whispered a few words in his ear, the man's face became more and more ugly, and finally he said "Got it, let's go down", and came again and again. Xu Zhuowei frowned in front of him, and said: "Just now someone came to report, this person works in Jinzhentang."

"Jinzhen Hall?" Xu Zhuowei was taken aback when he heard that, and after wandering around for a couple of times, he suddenly laughed, put his hand on the man's shoulder, and said triumphantly and meaningfully, "He Lian... It turned out that the dog was in a hurry, and it really knew how to jump over the wall. Before I even started to do it, I bumped into the point of the knife by myself, but I didn't want to hit it, and my foot accidentally threw the dirt on Tai Sui's head. Kicked over hahaha..."

He Lian only nodded slightly, Xu Zhuowei patted He Lian on the shoulder twice, walked out with a smile, and said, "I have to go back and report to our Majesty!"

In the Putong Hall, Xu Zhuowei knelt in front of Xie Wenxin's seat, put his hands on the ground, and reported in fear and reverence: "Your Majesty! I am really terrified. Mr. Jian has always been a minister and respects His Majesty. He is solemn, fair and strict inside and outside the court. With a heart of rebellion, even the minister has been deceived by him for many years! The minister should have noticed it a long time ago, and what happened today would not have happened, and the minister deserves death!"

Xie Wenxin's face was pale, and she was sitting on the golden satin fox velvet cushion, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes were trembling all the time.Xu Zhuowei's indignant words fell into his ears, and he just stared at the top of Xu Zhuowei's head in front of him, with his lips tightly closed.It wasn't until Xu Zhuo said that, like a child who did something wrong, he turned his helpless eyes to Chen Zhen who was aside.

Chen Zhen kept looking ahead calmly, feeling Xie Wenxin's gaze focused on him, so he turned around slowly, faced Xie Wenxin, and nodded slightly.

Xie Wenxin swallowed her saliva, forced her to calmly say to Xu Zhuowei: "This crime of conspiracy...rebellion is a matter of...important importance, and Mr. Jian is an important minister of the founding of the country, and he has always... and done his best Assisting the late Emperor and Zhen, I also ask Xu Lingjun to investigate this matter thoroughly... If there is any grievance in this... in this..., please remember to return Mr. Jian's innocence..."

As Xie Wenxin said, he kept grasping the hem of his clothes that fell on the ground, and Chen Zhen kept nodding his head from the corner of his eye.

"The minister leads the decree!" Xu Zhuowei suddenly straightened his back and shouted loudly, "The minister will find out the truth of this matter, make up for the past, and never let those who have the heart of treason get an inch!"

After he finished speaking, Xie Wenxin only waved his hand, and Xu Zhuowei bowed and left the Putong Hall.

It was sunny that day, no snow, only a little wet and cold.

In the evening, Wang Huan asked Qing Zun to bring him a low charcoal basin, and placed a rectangular iron plate on top of the charcoal basin, lit the charcoal, and the flame burned under the iron plate, and then spread green bottles on the iron plate Sliced ​​meat.After turning over and grilling on both sides, sprinkle pepper, salt, five-spice powder, and cumin on top, and instantly the house and the house are bursting with fragrance.

Wang Huan sat on one side of the iron pan, and opposite sat a woman in purple.

The woman has a peerless beauty, her face is like a peach blossom, charming but not bewitching, her figure is graceful, her gestures are full of charm, her left and right wrists wear four thin silver rings, and each silver ring hangs a small silver bell. Move, and there will be a crisp bell.

Holding a small tong in her hand, she flipped the meat slices on the iron plate back and forth.Wang Huan's hand holding the chopsticks was raised in the air, and the halazi was already hanging on the corner of his mouth, ready to drop at any time.

The woman raised her eyelids lightly, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "Master, is this what you are good for?" As she spoke, she put the sliced ​​meat on the plate into Wang Huan's bowl.

Wang Huan didn't care about the scorching heat, he couldn't wait to pick up the piece of meat and put it into his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed carefully, sighed: "You said it is also meat, why Yuyan you roast it is so delicious?"

Yuyan didn't look at him, just smiled and said: "Now this Yidu, I'm afraid you are the only one who can eat it."

Wang Huan stretched out his chopsticks to pick up another straw mushroom, put it directly into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, and said: "It is a waste to abandon the world's delicacies before life and death."

As Wang Huan spoke, he stretched out his chopsticks again, but Yuyan's small clip lightly blocked it. Yuyan smiled and said, "That's enough, if I want to eat again, Qi Yuan will have to piss me off again."

To no avail, Wang Huan shrugged, threw his chopsticks on the stage casually, and asked, "Has Xu Zhuo entered the palace?"

With her little finger up, Yuyan picked up a piece of half-cooked meat, raised her sleeve to cover her face, and then put the meat into her mouth. After swallowing it for a while, she put down her hands and said, "Go in, our people came to report just now, He still hasn't come out of the palace, I'm afraid he's gone to the Queen Mother's side."

Wang Huan nodded thoughtfully, poured himself a glass of wine, and was about to bring it to his mouth, but Yu Yan suddenly looked at him and said, "Are you acting too hastily? Besides, Young Master Jian and you have been friends for many years. It’s not like you’re doing something like this…”

"Inhumane?" Wang Huan suddenly interrupted.

Yuyan slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "I didn't say that."

Wang Huan smiled, raised the white porcelain wine glass in front of him, turned left and right, squinted his eyes, and said: "Jingzhao Yin Jian Zhongzheng, he will not always be peaceful, and he knows this. I am now in Huainan Wang. Xie Liao shot before he left, but saved him instead."

Yu Yan frowned and looked at him.

Wang Huan also said: "No matter what the relationship between him and my father is behind the scenes, even if the person behind this is only for Qing Jun's side, since he can touch my father, he will naturally not let him go. He knows this well. The Xie family is His only backer now, Xie Ning's mother is Jian Zhongzheng's own sister, as long as the Xie family is still there, no matter whether it is Xu Zhuowei or anyone else, they will never do anything to him, that's why they let the Xie family leave Yidu first .”

Wang Huan poured himself a glass of wine, and said, "Qin Zhi worked for Xu Zhuowei back then, and betrayed my Wang family. The whole matter was impeccable. With Qin Zhi's intelligence, Xu Zhuowei's appointment was bold. , should be used by Xu Zhuowei, but he suddenly disappeared, and the Ming school government has been looking for his whereabouts. In this, I guess Qin Zhi must know something. And my aunt told me that before my father's accident Frequent contacts with Jian Zhongzheng, although this is said to serve the same king, but as far as I know, my father has never had much contact with him, I think there must be some connection between them."

"But you just want to find out the truth of what happened back then, do you have to?" Yu Yan still frowned and asked.

But Wang Huan smiled and said, "Yuyan...you don't understand this. This person won't vomit some things until the moment of life and death. It's better to strike first than to grind slowly."

Speaking of this, Wang Huan's smile gradually froze. He shook the flagon in his hand and said coldly: "Besides, what I want to do is not only to find out the truth of the year."

Yuyan looked at Wang Huan for a moment, took the jug from his hand lightly, lowered her head and said slowly: "What about the little prince? He is in your heart..."

"Wait! Don't talk yet!" Wang Huan suddenly put his hand in front of Yuyan's mouth, frowned, turned sideways, stood up abruptly, hurriedly pulled Yuyan up and ran into the house.

"What's the matter?" Yuyan looked at Wang Huan's flustered expression and dragged her around the room, she frowned again and again, not knowing why.

"Your mouth is really true, saying that Cao Cao is here!" Wang Huan hurriedly pulled Yuyan to the closet, opened the closet and stuffed her in with one hand. When the door was half closed, he suddenly stopped and stared at the closet. Yu Yan's eyes frown and she doesn't speak.

Yu Yan was stared at terribly by him, and was about to ask a question, but Wang Huan said firmly: "He is more important than life in my heart."

Wang Huan turned around and sat back in front of the baking tray. Just as he lifted the jug, before pouring wine into the glass, Xie Ning, who was wearing a black sable fur, had already sat on the seat where Cai Yuyan was sitting just now.

Xie Ning stared at the baking tray sadly, without saying a word.Wang Huan asked with a smile, "Who has offended our young prince?"

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