Back at the palace, the father and mother had not yet slept, waiting in the brightly lit dormitory, and it was already very deep at this time.

When he first returned to his palace, the chief steward who was waiting on the side said that when he returned, the queen asked him to come over to find out what was going on.

So Zhan Yan changed his clothes and passed.

When Zhan Yan entered, the emperor was still correcting the folds, and there were still piles of corrected folds on one side of the desk, a pile as high as a hill.

Hearing the sound, the emperor put down his pen and clapped his palm, "Yan'er, you're here." ”

"Well, the son is here, the father and the queen, what about the queen mother?" Zhan Yan came to the other side of the desk, knelt on the cushion, and faced his father. In my memory, my father was tall and mighty, his back was not hunched at all, he was still straight, and his momentum had not changed, which brought a sense of oppression. There were a few more wrinkles on his face, and a trace of gray hair on his head. But the years have not left too many traces on this man who is nearly forty years old, and he is still handsome. It is a prime-age version of Zhanyan, with more mature and mellow flavor.

Hearing his young wife, the emperor's face softened, and his eyes were full of smiles and satisfaction, "She, she has to go and make me Yingli soup, it's been a long time, and it's probably coming soon." "I'm pretty much done with the folds in my hand, and the rest is irrelevant. simply instructed the chief eunuch to withdraw the song fold, and waited for his beloved wife to bring him soup.

"By the way...... "The emperor muttered for a while, looked at the chief eunuch who was waiting on the side, and ordered, "bring me the fold for this evening." ”

This was sent by the shadow guard, and at noon he ordered to go down to investigate the affairs of those who died strangely, but he didn't expect to find out some unsightly deeds, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, this group of people dared to do this, which made him tremble. Is it really that he is so kind as an emperor?

The emperor rubbed his brows and motioned to the chief steward to hand the fold directly to Zhan Yan, he didn't want to read it a second time. The reputation of these famous families was eaten by dogs, from these people, it seems that the rules of Dayan have to be changed. Otherwise, sooner or later, they will be killed by this group of moths.

Coincidentally, the queen came, pushed open the door, and the palace maid behind her was holding a tray with a delicate small pot and two bowls.

"Yan'er is here, come and try the Yingli soup I made. The soup was brought to the table, and the queen took the handkerchief and carefully lifted the lid, and a sweet smell of heat gushed out.

The soup was not thick, with just the right amount of sweetness, the queen picked up the porcelain spoon that was set aside, filled the two small bowls, and served them to the two men on either side of the table, "Taste it." ”

The queen's loving eyes have been looking at Zhan Yan, although she already has three children, she is the most reluctant to this eldest son. At the age of five, he was sent to Xunzong, and in the past thirteen years, the number of times he has seen it adds up to ten fingers. Each time I come back, I only stay for a month at most. Even if he is the youngest son who went to the frontier at the age of twelve, he must return to Beijing once every six months.

"Well, thank you, Queen Mother. Then Zhan Yan picked up the small bowl, well, the taste has not changed for decades.

"Is the matter settled?" the queen watched as he finished the soup, and picked up the spoon to add a bowl to Zhan Yan.

"Hmm...... The evil spirit has dispersed, but it only scared people to death, and the rest is the work of people, and I may still know that person. Zhan Yan finished the second bowl, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, looking at his father who wanted to taste a mouthful of soup for his wife. was hammered down in the chest by his embarrassed and angry mother, Zhan Yan withdrew his gaze and looked to the side.

Hearing Zhan Yan's answer, the emperor didn't force the queen to drink it, and after drinking the rest of the soup, he also wiped his mouth and said, "What's the matter?"

"Well, among the people they killed, there were two little girls, and their father was an immortal cultivator. Zhan Yan's expression was a little serious and unbearable, but it was not for the dead people, but for the two little girls.

"So...... Is it revenge?" The emperor's thoughts turned around at once, and the queen looked at the two of them in an unknown object, what's wrong?

Because the queen was originally a sentimental and gentle woman, the emperor didn't show her this evening, but at this time Zhan Yan saw it and handed it to her.

"Ah......" The queen saw it, and covered her mouth for a moment, oh my God, this group of people, are they still people.

An eight-year-old girl, when she was so old, she was still learning embroidery in the boudoir, and she had never seen a foreign man. However, this, she can't imagine it, although she has seen a lot of darkness in the harem here, but she has always been protected by the emperor, plus her own belly is angry, her husband doesn't have to spoil others, and there are no three thousand beauties in the harem, only two or three concubines, but they haven't been pampered much.

I'm sorry to say it, her days in the harem here are more comfortable than when she was a girl, although she is jealous once in a while, but she is coaxed by the emperor, it's nothing.

"This group of people is just beasts, and they deserve to die. The queen suppressed the nausea that kept churning up in her heart, and the more she looked at it, the more she wanted to vomit, and then put the fold on the desk with a snap, and couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's okay, I won't let go of anyone, strictly investigate. Wan'er, don't be angry, huh, what should I do if I'm angry?" the emperor helped the queen press her temples with both hands.

The queen ignored him and looked at Zhan Yan, "Yan'er, what are you talking about?"

"The evil spirit is a girl they killed, that is, Yang Liu written in the list, when Xiaoxiao and I went, the people who wanted revenge had been scared to death by her, so she was very calm at that time, and after telling us what happened, she was sent by Xiaoxiao to reincarnate and reincarnate......"

"Then you say, there are still people?"

"Well, Yang Liu only scared them to death, and then the reason why they became dried corpses was because the person I knew, that is, the father of the two children, drew blood......"

"There is a forbidden technique that imprisons the soul of the dead through blood, and it is burned by spells day and night, and it cannot be reborn forever, but I don't know if it is this kind of spell used. That's it. ”

"Huh, that's okay with such a punishment, but, no matter what, you can't save those lives, they are all the same age, but this father is really too incompetent, or an immortal cultivator, and the two children can't be saved. "If it were her, she would have to keep the child under her nose.

Zhan Yan didn't know what to say, so he chatted with him for a while, and then went back to the dormitory to rest. He didn't need to sleep, so he sat in the dormitory, and before dawn, he practiced his sword in the plum garden.

As soon as the sword qi came out, the plum blossoms in the plum garden, whether they had bloomed or were blooming or not coming, fell a large piece, and the thick and rich plum fragrance was wrapped around the tip of the nose, a little tired, so Zhan Yan simply took the sword, went out of the plum garden, found a no-man's corner, and began to swing the sword daily.

In today's early dynasty, it is not like the atmosphere of the past, the hall is full of depression, and the aftermath left by the thunder and anger of the king just now makes the ministers below tremble.

It is they who have forgotten that the current benevolent and holy monarch also experienced the baptism of blood and tears when he was a teenager.

The three ministers and several officials kneeling at the bottom were shivering, their faces were pale, and they were dripping with cold sweat, and their backs were wet in this cold winter.

Before that.

The three ministers who died their children, one was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, the other was the secretary of the household department and an old minister left by the previous emperor. All are aristocratic officials.

The rest of them are all more or less related to them, and some are directly promoted by them. The emperor was merciful, and turned a blind eye to their small actions for the sake of the old ministers. But kindness does not mean that everything can be tolerated, and this has violated his bottom line.

The emperor was above, coldly watching some of them rely on the old and sell the old, and some didn't say anything, just wiped their tears sadly on the side, and kept saying that they must find out, and each one sold worse than the other. It's really a big drama that hurts the hearers and tears the viewers.

When they had cried enough, the emperor who had always been benevolent in the corner of his eyes had no intention of appeasing, and he couldn't help but pretend that he couldn't take it anymore, wiped his tears, and insisted that the emperor give them an explanation and a password.

The emperor saw that they had enough, cleared his throat, and said with a little coldness, "Have you cried enough for a few Aiqing? I have something here, please take a look at it, starting with Master Xiangshi." Then he raised his hand and asked the eunuch on the side to hand the fold to the physiognomist at the front.

Master Xiangshi is forty and four this year, and there are two baby daughters, the eldest daughter is eighteen, and she is about to get married in the spring. There is also the youngest daughter, who is in the prime of her life, holding it in the palm of her hand and looking at it like an eyeball. After reading the fold, his face turned pale, the corners of his mouth were straight, and his eyes scraped like knives on the few people who had just splashed and rolled in the middle of the hall.

didn't say anything, and directly handed the fold to the next person, and the few people in the center of the hall looked at it with dry throats and eyes, and had a bad premonition. They looked at each other. But he didn't dare to move lightly.

The courtiers who have daughters in the family who look directly are eager to kill these scum in the middle with their eyes, they really should cut off their children and grandchildren, and die well.

Several military ministers, as soon as their temper came up, wanted to fight in the main hall, but they were stopped by their colleagues, and they all looked at them with the eyes of dead people. These animals still have the face to let the emperor make decisions for them, so what about these innocent girls? Who will call the shots for them?!

After reading it, the last minister of the palace handed the fold to the little eunuch who was waiting on the side, and then returned it to the emperor, who took the fold and threw it in front of the kneeling people, "See for yourselves." ”

He didn't bother to say anything more, just convict him.

The old minister kneeling in the middle, pretending to be calm and picking up the fold, only looked at a few rows, and a cold sweat broke out, he handled these things well, how could it be ...... How could the East Window incident.

Seeing that he couldn't quibble, he knelt directly on the ground, "The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life, it is the rebel who was fascinated by the ghost and made such a big mistake......"

"Well, no more talk. I have my own ideas about what to do with it. But I still want to hear your opinions. Ladies and gentlemen, you have also read the excerpt, what is your opinion on this matter?"

Then there is the gossip method, one is more ruthless than the other, and the few people who listened to it soaked their clothes in cold sweat.

In the end, the emperor decided and went into exile. It's too easy to die. It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, so that they can find death and life along the way.

But the ministers below still felt that it was too light, and the friendship between colleagues in usual times was not enough at all, and no one pleaded for mercy.