The white affairs of the Langya Wang family were one after another, Wang Duanfang's head was in a different place, and the next day, Langya came to the news that the old family owner Wang Xuan had died of illness.

For a time, white flags were hung in front of the palace. In this solemn and sad silence, Wang Yuxi finally inherited the position of the head of the Langya Wang family.

Wang Duan had committed a felony, and according to custom, his body should have been thrown indiscriminately to mass graves. But Zhou Rushui disregarded the king's order and let Wang Yuxi take away the body. For this reason, she did not have a good result, and King Zhou reprimanded her heavily and punished her to Mingtang.

For Zhou Rushui, Gongzi Musheng is not in Yedu, except for Prince Chu, who is still unknown, Gongzi Zhan has become the most amiable person in this huge palace. Then in the Ming Hall, he saw Gongzi Zhan who was kneeling on the ground because of her, Zhou Rushui endured the tears all the way and finally couldn't suppress it, sat down on the ground, buried his head and cried bitterly.

She cried too hard, like an underestimated young beast, her eyes were full of tears, tears trickled across her cheeks like jade, her eyes were misty like autumn water and bright moon, and her whole body was full of fragility and helplessness.

Once upon a time, she once heard a Lu song, during which she sang, "The love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas cannot be flat." Thinking across the clouds, but the flesh. At that time, she thought, why can't it be peaceful, and then she saw Peng Ran, and even felt that Peng Ran was a Lu person, and she didn't lose the courage to step forward because of the mortal body, across the mountains and the sea.

Or maybe it's because the recent days have gone too well, she will always forget the pain of the past for a moment, and feel that everything in this world, everything she hopes and asks for, will belong to her.

But now, Luo Dai has not yet completed the knot, but fate has risen to the tide. She deeply understands that as soon as Wang Duan died, there would always be a gap between her and Wang Yuxi, and in this gap there was her father's incompetence, her Zhou family's guilt, and her incompetence, and his pain was unspeakable. This gap may no longer be filled. So she is one of the helpless and pathetic people in the world.

Kneeling in the Ming Hall was nothing to Gongzi Zhan, but Zhou Rushui's gaffe made him turn his head suddenly, and seeing her kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, Gongzi Zhan was a little stunned for a while. Suddenly, a nameless fire burst in his heart, he clasped his hands at his side, went to her side, endured it, and finally stretched out his palm to gently stroke her black hair, twisted his handsome eyebrows, and asked her in a low voice, "Son, you are so happy that Wang San cried so sadly"

Zhou Rushui raised her face, tears were like beads with broken threads, her words implied a heart-wrenching pain, and she said stupidly, "Seventh brother Wang Duan is considered to be unjustly killed, and it is like the beheading of my intended eunuch, what face do I have to face the Wang family and San Lang again"

Seeing that Zhou Rushui was really crying like this because of Langya Wang San, Gongzi Zhan's brows became tighter and tighter, and he was about to open his mouth, but he saw Zhou Rushui tightening the sleeves of his robe, and continued pitifully, "But Seventh Brother, even so, the son still wants to have a cheeky face to say a few words to him, and still wants to be cheeky and beg him not to be angry with the son, but Wang Jian Yan, Wang Duan left a message before he died, saying that there are many beautiful women in the world, so why care about the son." The seventh brother and son really can't understand what the son did wrong and deserve such retribution."

Zhou Rushui confided in Gongzi Zhan about this, not to ask for an explanation, but because she couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out, whether it was a state affair or a private matter, she would come to this situation no matter what

In Gongzi Zhan's opinion, if it is said that in this court, who is the most favored among the heirs of King Zhou, it is none other than Zhou Rushui In previous years, it was the first prince and then the favor, and King Zhou was also harsh on him. Only Zhou Rushui is like a delicate flower held in the palace room of the Zhou Dynasty, whether it is the King of Zhou or the Queen Lou when she is in the palace, there is more to give and less to ask.

But now, his arrogant sister, who he can't wait to hold in the palm of his hand for care, has become a water in front of Wang San

The evil fire in Gongzi Zhan's heart became more and more vigorous, holding her thin shoulders with both hands, he took a deep breath, and almost secretly shouted angrily, "Don't cry anymore" said, in Zhou Rushui's stunned expression, he said indignantly: "The monarch is the master, Wang Duan, that old immortal is a slave, this is just a dead slave, what's the big deal, your sister-in-law who doesn't touch the spring water with five fingers is really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, you need to watch the death of an old slave, your eyes are dirty, not to mention that you feel guilty, why don't you want to, You can look at Wang San, that guy is he burned high incense in his last life, his Wang family has a face, how can he forget that there are many beautiful women in the world, and there are really many talented people in the world, there are countless of you, you are not at fault, but you cry so frustratedly, it's a shame."

"Isn't it going to lose the prestige of the emperor" Zhou Rushui sighed lowly, and her tears fell even more fiercely, "So the son didn't do anything, the son didn't go to sue for peace, he didn't keep it, the son just let him lead Wang Duan's body farther and farther." In the eyes of others, the tears of his son are just regretting Wang Duan's death. ”

Saying that, the freshness in Zhou Rushui's eyes condensed into a dark color, she looked blankly at the dark night outside the palace, her flawless face was stained with tears, she pushed away Gongzi Zhan's hand, and slowly stood up, the night wind blew her belt and danced, the whole person seemed to want to fly, she lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Seventh brother, I'm very messy." ”

Seeing that Zhou Rushui's tears were swirling in his eyes, but in the end he stopped most of them, Gongzi Zhan's body also faded a little, he sat on the ground casually, and said with a vague expression, "The place where Zhong Ming eats is a place of confusion, if you look down on it, you will be calm." As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Rushui intently for a while, and for a moment, half-squinted, tilted his head and asked her, "Silly Ajiao, apart from Wang San's house, what is there to make you upset?"

Zhou Rushui turned her head, her beautiful face seemed to be demagogic under the rendering of the candle flame, her long eyelashes flashed lightly, as if she took a breath, and then said faintly, "In the past few days, I often think that the son of a daughter does not sit in the hall, and the prince should be more worried." But why, the eldest brother always has to go to the front to fight the enemy"

Hearing this, Gongzi Zhan's bright eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Zhou Rushui a little playfully, raised his eyebrows without taboo and said, "What you want to ask is, your eldest brother's death can be related to being a brother."

was pierced by a word, Zhou Rushui's eyes moved slightly, she picked her lips, impartially faced the eyes of her son Zhan Ru like a star, knelt back on the futon, stared at him, and said in a low voice, "My son didn't mean this." ”

"Oh" Because of her words, Gongzi Zhan's eyes slowly overflowed with a little smile, his eyes flashed with a thick starry flame, he reached out and scraped the tip of Zhou Rushui's pretty nose, and looked at her insincere delicate appearance, and sneered with a smile, "I saw you sad before, but I felt that you lost the majesty of the emperor." But it's just a breath of effort, and then it's counted as a brother."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, pinched Zhou Rushui's earlobe, and teased, "Silly Ajiao, do you know that every time you lie, the roots of your ears are red." At the end of his words, he rarely lowered his eyes seriously and asked her, "If you are a brother, your eldest brother's death has nothing to do with me, you can be trusted"

The room was quiet, the candle flame was swaying in the night breeze, Zhou Rushui looked up at him, facing his Adam's apple, she was stunned, her eyes were biased, her expression was a little distant, and she hooked her lips and smiled, "From the beginning to the end, the seventh brother has never bullied his son." Then the seventh brother said whatever he said, and the son believed it. ”

Hearing this, Gongzi Zhan hooked his lips and smiled, he was drifting and noble, he glanced at Zhou Rushui in a daze, and suddenly said, "When you think about it, if you really can't let go of Wang San's house, being a brother will annoy your father, and help you snatch him." ”

His words were also sneering, Zhou Rushui rubbed his eyes and looked at him, and finally showed a smile. He shook his head slightly.

Wang Duan's words in the imperial prison before his death were naturally relayed to King Zhou by the temple people. Because of this sentence "The ministers are about to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first" King Zhou was ashamed and annoyed, and then he knew that Wang Duan's sentence before his death "Life is really difficult, and he will not be able to die" and heard Wang Jian sing "Accumulate feathers and sink the boat, fold the shaft lightly, and the crowd will be golden, and the bones will be destroyed." However, although there are tens of millions of people, it is rare to be stunned and silent for a long time.

After people's wanton and absurdity, there will always be burnout. Especially in the quiet night, it is easier to recall the past.

As soon as Wang Duan died, King Zhou's long-accumulated resentment seemed to dissipate. Under the dark twilight, looking at the empty palace, King Zhou suddenly remembered Wang Duan when he was young.

At that time, he and Wang Duan were both young men, full of ambition, and regarded everything as dung. In the prince's mansion, the green mountains are in the household, and the flowing water is on the left. They often drink and sing, talk about world affairs, tune the piano, read the Golden Sutra, and are really like-minded. Later, Wang Duan once made a heavy promise to him, saying that "Duan's life and death are all for His Highness, and he will do his best to help His Highness stabilize the country for a long time." For this reason, he really abandoned the position of the head of the Wang family, and neglected his wife and children at home. But now, time flies, and the world and people are no longer what they used to be.

Recalling this, King Zhou's expression was unexpectedly calm, and he muttered for a moment, and actually summoned the temple people to say, "That's it, so that they are all kneeling in the Ming Hall." ”

Hearing this, the temple people were so busy that they bowed down and passed on the decree, and went to invite Gongzi Zhan and Zhou Rushui to be exempted from punishment.

The white matter of the Wang family is at the head, and the Xie Mansion has also had an accident, since Xie Glaze is pregnant, the Xie family seems to be relieved, and under the anger of King Zhou, it has survived the cusp of the storm again and again.

Later, Xie Xun told King Zhou that he had discovered a silver mine in the black mud ditch of Fuyuan Village near Yecheng, which was also in the hands of King Zhou.

In recent years, King Zhou has believed in Taoism and vainly sought immortality, and the most lacking thing in the palace is silver. Earlier, he vigorously handled the case of secret prostitution, not so much to seek justice, but to make these huge fortunes. But I don't want the case to be done, and it will benefit the country and the people, but it will not benefit King Zhou's private treasury.

Then there was a silver mine in the black mud ditch in Fuyuan Village, and the king of Zhou collected the black mud ditch silver mine to the imperial court without exhaustive exploration