readx;? In November of the fifteenth year of Tianjin, Beiguan was cold. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Ruoshan's son Wei Feng was imprisoned for abducting his young daughter, and later injured the jailer, escaped from prison, and was finally captured in a silk village in Luocheng.

It is said that before being arrested, Wei Feng tortured and slaughtered all the people in the silk village in order to vent his personal anger, and even did not let go of a certain man passing by. When he was captured, Wei Feng was furious, his eyes were red, and he roared like a wild beast.

The Wei's torture and murder case shocked Beiguan for a while, and everyone in the noble and ordinary people was in danger, and a dangerous rumor was also spreading more and more: more than a dozen families who refused to relocate during the repair of the Changyi Embankment had already died one by one in the past two years, and the way of death was the same as that of everyone in the silk village, swollen black and purple, maggots scattered, very miserable.

Some people say that Wei Ruoshan was ineffective in the repair of the dam, and in order to prevent the imperial court from tracking, he and his son were killed, and even the recent Duanzhou abandonment case is also inextricably linked to the Wei family.

Public resentment boiled, and even some people suspected that there was a conspiracy in it, but they also shut up under the aggressive denunciation.

The wind and snow in Beiguan were very large, and the bloody and rancid news had just been sent to the capital, and the heartbroken Lord Wen had a deep talk with his friend Wei Ruoshan all night, and the next day, Wei Ruoshan temporarily left Linden City on the grounds of entering Beijing to defend the crime, and entered Beijing with his son Wei Ruoshan to face the saint.

And Wei Jing, thousands of miles away, is still noisy and prosperous, just for the upcoming posterior choice.

In the market, the ladies of every household are no match for the voices of Hong Manqing and Shi Luoxue, and under the ridicule, Si Kouzhun's voice does not seem to be inferior.

"If you want to say, Miss Hong should sit on that side, our majesty is soft, there should always be a female general to support the field. Someone sucked the noodles, picked at the meat between his teeth, and said indistinctly.

Another guest who was impatiently waiting for the drink suddenly laughed and said, "What if you marry Miss Hong so scared and even softer?"

Many of the male guests present naturally knew what the so-called softness meant, and they all showed a narrow smile and laughed.

"Eh, if you want me to say, there is still a suitable candidate!" someone raised his hand, trying to attract everyone's attention, looked around for a week, and was very satisfied with everyone's expectant eyes, and said proudly, "I should be the only one who thinks that if there is a Si Kou Niangniang in this Dawei, it will be more exciting!"

Laughing loudly, laughing more heartily and presumptuously.

In the private room on the second floor, the quiet layout couldn't stop the noise downstairs, and the little boy who was eating dessert in small bites raised his head and asked the guards beside him innocently: "Qu alcohol, does Prime Minister Wei Sikou's family still have a daughter?"

An unnatural look crossed the guard Pei Siol's face, and he said solemnly: "It was not mentioned in the intelligence. ”

"Then which Si Kou Niangniang are they talking about?" The little boy nodded ignorantly, and asked innocently: "What we saw that day were Shi Luoxue and Hong Manqing, right?"

Pei Siol nodded: "In addition, there is the second son of the Si Kou family, Si Kou Zhun." ”

"Quarthol, do you know who the other person is?" The little boy frowned suspiciously when he thought of the young man who was leaning on Si Kouzhun's body, and the intelligence had encountered a lot of resistance to the identification of this person, and he didn't know what the identity was behind it.

"My subordinates don't know. Pei Siol frowned in embarrassment, his face ashamed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, I just know. The little boy smiled, remembering that the person's lively appearance was very similar to someone on the intelligence, and his clever eyes turned and looked out the window along the carved window, the red-walled Wei Palace looked ethereal and ethereal in the mist, as if it was not in the supreme fairyland of the world.

Wei Jing is in winter, and the cold is getting heavier day by day.

It is rumored that His Majesty the Great Wei Emperor's wind and cold disease has recurred, and the court has been out of office for a long time, and all the affairs of the court and the central government have been sent to the Tzu Chi Palace, where they will be taken care of by the Empress Dowager Wei Ruoshui and Prime Minister Si Kou.

There are gossips that the little emperor is lustful by nature, overindulgent, and even evil words say that the emperor will die of kidney deficiency sooner or later, just like Emperor Wei Ling, who died more than ten years ago.

Only Shi Luoxue knew that Lian Carp was really sick, and the illness was not light.

In the emperor's bedroom, which was hot and hot like summer, Lian Li, who was always covered with three layers of thick quilts, shivered, and the small face that was not big looked even thinner, with sallow skin, and the whole person was like a frost flower condensed outside the window.

"It's snowing?"

Feeling the cold flow in the room, Lian Li's slightly curled eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes and saw Shi Luoxue, who was looking at him worriedly.

She smiled slightly, shrunk her neck, and slowly reached out to cover Shi Luoxue's cold cheeks blown by the wind and snow, and said distressedly: "Why don't you put on a cloak, what if it's frozen?"

Shi Luoxue shook her head, gently put Lian Li's hand into the quilt, and covered the quilt for her, without speaking.

Obviously, she is the one who walked through the cold, but the hands and feet of Lian Carp in the warm and hot wave are even colder.

"Little Quasi...... Still don't you come to see me?" Lian Li's eyes drooped, and his beautiful eyelashes curled with loneliness and disappointment.

Shi Luoxue pursed her lips, looked at Lian Li, and comforted: "No, Si Kou Gongzi is there...... Today I forgot to go. I...... I'll go out of the palace and see you at the Prime Minister's Mansion later. ”

"No need. Lian Li shook his head, took a deep breath, suddenly smiled and stretched out his hand, patted Shi Luoxue's head and said softly, "My Luo Luo is getting better and better-looking, do you have a favorite person?"

Shi Luoxue was embarrassed when she heard this, and she didn't know if Lian Li saw her intentions, her face was flushed, she just pursed her mouth, blinked her almond eyes like dewdrops, and refused to look at Lian Li.

In this way, Lian Li could see it clearly, but he was happy and relieved, and explained to her in detail: "I need you to like him, he likes you and respects you." In this way, Qin Se and Ming, my brother can rest assured that Luo Luo will be married. If you like a son, how about my brother help you inquire about it?"

"Lolo didn't like anyone. Shi Luoxue blushed and hurriedly shook her head, frowning slightly, a little unhappy that Lian Li was in such a hurry to marry her.

"If there is someone you like...... Lian Li's eyes crossed a trace of loneliness, and the corners of his lips squeezed out a reluctant smile, "Don't be shy, if you have time, my brother really wants to marry you." ”

What she said was ominous. Shi Luoxue was still squirming and shy before, but at this time, when she saw that Lian Li seemed to have some thoughts of giving up on herself, she couldn't help but be angry and anxious, stood up and said sadly:

"My brother didn't want to see Luo Luo, and he just said it. Every time I enter the palace, my brother says something unlucky, so Luo Luo will never dare to disturb His Majesty's purity next time!"

Lian Lixue was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, Shi Luoxue, who was rolling in tears, turned around and left, but took a step in a huff before leaving, and turned around, not forgetting to close the door gently, lest the wind and snow be wet and cold and blow Lian Li's cold again. (To be continued.) )