Yun Man glanced at the plum blossom branches swaying outside the window, whispered something in Gu Changlan's ear, and just when Yan Zhao and the three of them nervously thought that they had been discovered, Gu Changlan waved his hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The dignified Shaoqing of Dali Temple, it took half a month to try a prisoner, and he didn't even say a word, and he still knelt here to ask me for guilt, but it is natural for people to make mistakes, just like I promoted you. ”

This is really poisonous, Yan Zhao glanced at Gu Changlan, who was expressionless, and then looked at Lord Shaoqing, who was about to tremble, and secretly said that the mouth of a scholar is really powerful.

"The lower officials are incompetent, and he has not been able to use all the torture in Dali Temple, and I don't know if it is or if Mu Sulfone has used any means. Xu Shaoqing was cold and scared, and he only felt that the two legs kneeling on the ground were not his own.

Isn't that the rebel prince who plotted to usurp the throne?

Yan Zhao and Song Cheng glanced at each other and saw the same surprise in each other's eyes.

"He has been in the position of the crown prince for so many years, and there is naturally no shortage of means. Gu Changlan's two eyebrows frowned slightly, showing a rare hint of irritability, he still asked Xu Yuanqing to kneel, his snow-white and clean fingers rubbing the jade wrench, thinking quietly.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't be sure whether Mu Yan had gotten Fu Longjue or not, where would there be so much trouble, after all, Gu Ningwei died in his hands in the end.

Or does he not know that Lu Banshu is behind Fu Longjue?

"Where did you catch the people?" asked Gu Changlan after a long time.

"In Liangzhou, the person who was staring at the history of Liangzhou discovered something unusual and searched for a secret letter on him. Xu Yuanqing replied busily.

"Is the secret letter solved?"

"No, no!"

Gu Changlan's face sank like water, everything around him was frozen for three feet, and his eyes were terrifying, as if he could splash Xu Yuanqing's blood three feet in an instant.

Father, your spirit in heaven wants to bless your son to come home safely today without being implicated!

Xu Yuanqing was really frightened, wailing in his heart, only hoping that Gu Wang Ye could put him back for family reunion for the sake of tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve.

With a crisp "click", the teacup in Gu Changlan's hand shattered into scum and shook to the ground, and the tea spilled down Gu Changlan's snow-white fingers to the ground, soaking Xu Yuanqing's knee pants in his robe.

The three people outside the house also shuddered and closed their mouths.

"Get up, this king will give you another half a month, after the Lantern Festival, you won't be able to pry his mouth open......" Gu Changlan took out a handkerchief to wipe the tea stains on his hands, and said slowly.

"The lower officials understand, the lower officials understand. Picking up a life, scared out of a cold sweat, Xu Yuanqing's body was loose, and he almost fell to the ground, he staggered to his feet, and secretly vowed to go back and carefully study "One Hundred Tortures in Dali Temple", and he must not discredit his career in Dali Temple because of such a small person.

"Liangzhou Thorn History, is there any file in Dali Temple?" Gu Changlan asked again.

"No, this assassin is very cautious, and the subordinate never thought that he would have a connection with Mu Sulfone. ”

"Presumably, he is also very tormented when you arrest someone in the past half a month, so let him suffer for another half a month, after the Lantern Festival, do it together, remember to vacate the prison of your Dali Temple to a good one. ”

"Yes, Xia Guan understands. ”

The three people under the window watched Xu Yuanqing shake back all the way, all sympathetic, Tang Qi was scolded by Gu Changlan, and soon came over at ease, pulling Yan Zhao and Song Cheng to play sneakily.

The atmosphere of the New Year has reached the highest point with the return of the fairy-like Gu Wangye to Beijing, and the ladies of all families of appropriate age have raised the spirit of twelve, from clothes to jewelry, from plain hands to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of them do not strive to stand out from the crowd, just to let Gu Houye look at himself more at the palace banquet.

Even if there is a county lord of Ping'an watching from the side, as long as Gu Wang Ye does not get married for a day, everyone has a chance.

Gu Changlan took Yunman into the palace, Tang Qi packed up after dinner and went to work, Jinzhong naturally accompanied Yan Zhao, but she was born with a few words, and her subordinates did not dare to set foot in Ronghe Ju without orders, and the palace with bright lights hanging high suddenly became deserted.

Yan Zhao sat on the bed, clumsily cutting the window grilles on her small table, and the half-lit oil lamp shone her shadow alone on the wall, cutting out a lonely shadow.

She cut it indiscriminately while humming a tune: "Little brother, pick lotus flowers by boat, pick them and share them with my sister, and give one to my little sister, my sister knows my mind......

Jin Zhong listened to her out-of-tune singing with a smile, and the needle and thread in his hand did not stop for a moment.

There was a knock on the door, and there was a sound of stomping feet outside.

"Jinzhong is about to open the door for me, the snow is falling endlessly, and I am freezing to death. Song Cheng's voice came in annoyance, and Jin Zhong hurriedly got up to open the door for him.

"Why did you just come back!" Yan Zhao put down the scissors and looked at the cloth bag he was carrying in his hand excitedly.

"You still have the face to say, what kind of sugar to eat to fry chestnuts for the New Year, it took your brother and me a full one or two silver before people are willing to fry them, you will lose!" Song Cheng snorted angrily and threw the cloth bag on the small table, and pressed a pile of red paper underneath the heavy floor chestnuts.

Jin Zhong hurriedly got up and took two white porcelain plates, one side of the shell, and the other chestnut kernel.

"Don't you hurry up and peel one to honor your brother!" Song Cheng exhaled a breath of cool air and warmed his hands on the stove.

"Get out!"

"Okay, okay, don't make a fuss when you buy it, I'll peel it. Jin Zhong saw that the two were about to fight again, so he hurriedly brought a chair and beckoned Song Cheng to sit down in front of the stove and peel chestnuts for him.

Song Cheng looked at Jin Zhong's white and tender hand over a golden chestnut, looked at his eyebrows and eyes gently, his heart moved, and his ears turned red.

He ate chestnuts indiscriminately, and was at a loss for a while, before he asked embarrassedly, "Jinzhong, are you married?"

"Why do you ask this in a dignified manner?" Jin Zhong was surprised and looked at Song Cheng with some surprise.

Yan Zhao held back a smile, and when she saw Song Cheng glaring at her viciously, she also glared back without showing weakness.

"No, no, I see that you are older than us, and you must have already married, so I asked. ”

Jin Zhong smiled, but did not answer, but peeled the chestnuts and put them on a plate, and soon the sweet smell of fried chestnuts filled the room.

Song Cheng touched his nose a little sneeringly, and also reached out to peel the chestnut and eat it.

Yan Zhao squeezed his eyes at him and said, "Sister Jinzhong, don't peel it, you can eat it too." ”

"Hmph, you know it's distressing. Song Cheng was in a delicate mood and returned cheaply.

"That's not it, maybe I'm so distressed when I'm a child, otherwise I can't be so loved. ”

"According to me, you are a troublemaker when you are young, and you can't go to the house to uncover the tiles at the age of three, and you will peek at others taking a bath at the age of four. ”

"You are, you owe so much, you must have been beaten by your mother!"

After Yan Zhao finished speaking, both of them were unhappy.

One thinks about his own mother, and the other thinks that he doesn't even remember what his mother looks like.

I don't know when the snow outside the house stopped, the lights on the candlestick "crackled", the lights suddenly brightened, Jin Zhong looked at the two people's lowered faces, and there was a trace of distress in his heart.

Jin Zhong was about to get some snacks to appease, when he saw Song Cheng stretch out his hand and wipe Yan Zhao's face indiscriminately.

Both men's eyes were wet.

The knock on the door sounded again, and it turned out to be Gu Changlan who came back from the palace.