Back at Gu's house, Song Qingzhi laid himself on the bed after washing, he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and one night, but he was not sleepy, and he wanted to go to Xi Yao, but he forced his thoughts.

Before he could find a comfortable way to get along, he was gentle and willing to suffer like this. Compared with the past ten years of unwarranted waiting, it is now favored by God.

The emperor received an excerpt from the governor of Liangguang, but no one knew the content. On the same day, seven officials were convicted. After the festival, it will be reviewed by the three divisions.

The commander of the forbidden army, Ye Chonglin, the young secretary of Dali Temple, Mo Jian, the servant of the household department, and Song Qingzhi of the criminal department were praised, each with a reward, and the commander of the forbidden army gave the emperor to walk, and the scenery was infinite.

In this way, the end of the year is approaching, and the court is finally on vacation.

Ye Chonglin, who had lost weight and lost weight under heavy pressure and thoroughly investigated the matter of forming a party, climbed on Song Qingzhi's shoulder: "Next time this kind of death, I will ask you to raise your noble hand." ”

"You, the queen mother's own nephew, are safer than me. Song Qing took Ye Chonglin's arm and went down the steps, "Three days later?? I also invite you and your sister-in-law to enjoy the light. ”

"Well, our husband and wife should go over to help you Zhang Luo early, lest your face scare away the guests, hey, Zhilan, why are you in such a hurry. Ye Chonglin shouted to Mo Jian and "Have a drink together." ”

Mo Jian glanced at Song Qingzhi timidly, and Ye Chonglin was surprised, "Let me ask you, what do you see the crane doing." ”

"Where are you going?" Mo Jian asked sullenly

"The old place, Songhetang. Ye Chonglin squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Jian, something was wrong.

Mo Jian shuddered invisibly, "Change places." ”

"Then Zhen Yu Pavilion, I said why are you so well-behaved today. ”

Mo Jian glared at Ye Chonglin fiercely, "Why didn't you die of exhaustion from investigating the case." Throwing up his sleeves and running off the high platform first, he didn't dare to look at Song Qingzhi, the last time he said goodbye, he went back and had a nightmare for five days, Song Qingzhi's cold eyes lingered, and it was very mad.

"Are you going?" asked Ye Chonglin hopelessly

"Don't go. Expected answer.

Walking to the sedan car, the entourage helped Song Qingzhi lead the horse, Ye Chonglin patted the horse's head, "Go out at this time." ”

"When I saw a friend, I said goodbye first. Out of the palace gate, Song Qingzhi jumped on his horse and went all the way to Beijing.

Su Meng wrapped Xingyan with the fox fur cloak left by Song Qingzhi, sat on the threshold of the Zen courtyard and watched the afterglow of the sunset, Xingyan, who was more than six months old, nibbled on mung bean cake and ate powder all over his face, Su Meng watched the sunset move down little by little, and when he was about to fall into the mountain, Song Qingzhi came.

After Song Qingzhi went back, every day the sun began to set, Su Meng waited here with Xingyan in his arms, waited until it was dark, got up and went back to the room to eat, half a month, and finally waited for Song Qingzhi, and the dim sum sent before was already left in Xingyan's hand.

Song Qingzhi climbed up the ladder from the foot of the mountain with his luggage, Su Mengshi flew down with light skills, and soon stopped beside Song Qingzhi, took the luggage from Song Qingzhi's hand, touched Song Qingzhi's hand, looked down and saw that it was like a red radish, Su Meng grabbed Song Qingzhi's hand warmer, "Why don't you wear gloves." ”

"Forget, no problem. Song Qing was held by Su Meng

"Rested. Su Meng took a few breaths of hot air and rubbed his hands for Song Qingzhi.

"Well, I'm coming over. Let's go. Song Qingzhi withdrew his hand, Su Meng carried his luggage and walked up side by side with Song Qingzhi, and the temple lit up the lights.

Looking down from the high steps, like stars dotting the mountains, it is unexpectedly gentle, the wind of hunting stirs the clothes, Su Meng and Song Qingzhi have a feeling of being separated from the world.

"Song Heyan, shouldn't you thank me?" Mo Jian leaned on the sedan chair with his arms around his chest and waited for Song Qing to come out. He was the only one who stood up to speak for Song Heyan today.

"Did Master Mo mention my name?" Song Qingzhi asked rhetorically

Mo Jian choked: "Then it can be regarded as a righteous help." You also look at how bad your own reputation is among the court officials, if it weren't for my sake...... Hey, I'm not done yet. Mo Jian saw Song Qingzhi sit in the sedan chair without even a look.

Mo Jian was nameless and opened the sedan curtain, "Song Heyan, why are you so ignorant." ”

Song Qingzhi looked ahead, "I don't know why Master Mo always sneers at each other." ”

"Then let's make it clear today, why do you always look at me unpleasantly. Mo Jian was angry, "Do you think you are amazing?" He never wanted to start with their meeting, it was always his unilateral provocation and finding fault with Song Heyan in every way.

Song Qingzhi glanced at Mo Jian with a deep head, and pulled down the sedan curtain, "Songhe Hall, please also invite Lord Mo to appreciate the light." ”

"Keep up. Mo sat in the sedan chair.

In the private room of Songhe Hall, the dishes were all ready, the wine was full, the door was locked, and the servants were all downstairs, Mo Jian stared at Song Qingzhi, who was walking towards him step by step, "You...... What do you want to do. ”

"Mo Jian, are you still a child?" Song Qingzhi was condescending, bent over and asked Mo Jian on his face, and his tall figure blocked Mo Jian in the chair.

Its strong oppressive force made Mo Jian's scalp tingle, and he didn't care that Song Qingzhi called his name for the first time, "You... What do you mean?" Mo Jian tried to push Song Qingzhi's chest away, but he didn't move. The faint scent of sandalwood on Song Qingzhi's body made him even more dizzy.

"Only children do things that are counterintuitive and unconventional in order to gain attention. This is especially true for people they like. After saying this, Song Qing straightened up and looked down at Mo Jian, and his tone was as low and cold as usual, "Stay away from me." I don't guarantee that I'll be able to listen to your next time. ”

Ignoring Mo Jian, who was already in a state of dissipation, Song Qingzhi left the private room and left after checking out.

After a long time, Mo Jian came to his senses, his heart was beating almost out of his body, Song He's poisonous eyes, he spread out his hands to cover his face, and sat down in the chair, it turned out that Song Heyan in the past really disdained to care about him......

Song Qingzhi's heart is also very gentle, he saw from Mo Jian that he was making things difficult for Xi Miao, no wonder Xi Miao was always gentle and dignified to him, and he didn't even say a word of salvation when he left.

It turned out that his words and deeds made Xi Miao very uncomfortable.

It's almost noisy.

Song Qingzhi, who has always been able to do his hands and rarely argues with his tongue, looked as calm as before, lifted his clothes and knelt, and his cold voice floated in the hall, "The mistakes of the ministers have been exhausted, and I implore the emperor to remove the guilty ministers from their official positions." Thorough investigation and strict handling. "I am worried that there is no way to resign, but now it is a matter of course.

It was a big surprise. For a while, there was silence in the hall. This... What's wrong with this Song Heyan, it's not like his usual style, is it possible that he will be depressed after a while?

Song Heyan is not easy to provoke, and if he provokes him for no reason, he will fight back several times, and he will never be good.

Looking at the prince wandering around him for many years, he has not succeeded, and you can see how difficult he is to deal with.

seems to be a character like a clear breeze and a cold moon, but in fact, he is poisonous and black, and his means are superb, and no one can match him among his peers, which is simply glorifying the power of the Criminal Department.

The officials all guessed, could it be that Song Heyan was holding back some evil tricks, and he always felt that this matter would not be so simple.

"Song Aiqing worked hard all night, and got up first, this matter will be discussed in court another day, I am tired of listening, let's retreat." ”

The emperor's words before leaving made the hundred officials shudder, and they looked sideways at Song Heyan, what did he do last night, and what did he plot?

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