Although there was no payment, it can be seen from the content of the letter that it was Lu Li who wrote the letter, and he told Lan Jing that the nearest household department was inexplicably checking the population statistics and looking for a person named Lan Jing.

Although he secretly put the Qingyuan County in a pile that had been inquired, he was still not at ease, so he wrote to inform Lan Jing.

Lan Jing looked solemn after reading the letter, this time it was mixed, and next time, they could know her name, and they would soon know something else.

If, because she affected her family, she would be to blame. After thinking about it, she turned back to her room, put on her boots, and put on her cloak.

Tang Lin looked at Lan Jing with a series of movements, his face was a little puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle Tang Lin, let's talk about paint and painting next time, I have to go into the palace to find the emperor now, someone already knows my identity, I'm afraid that their purpose is my family." Lan Jing said as she fastened her straps and gathered up her cloak.

Tang Lin's face also changed color when he heard this, and he suddenly stood up and asked, "Do you know who is behind the scenes?"

Lan Jing's face sank, a layer of ice formed in his eyes, and two words were squeezed out from between his teeth: "Zhang Cong"

"Zhang Cong? That new Tobe Shangshu? Have you ever had a conflict with him? ”

"I've had his face down once before."

Lan Jing said that, and had already walked out of the door.

Tang Lin followed to the door, "What are you going to do?" ”

Lan Jing looked at the yard that was swept by the wind, and said in a barely audible voice: "If you hurt me, you may still have a way to live, hurt my family, and I will make him unable to see the sun tomorrow."

Tang Lin looked at the distant figure and sighed leisurely, in this regard, he was far less decisive than Xiao Jing.

That person, he still didn't know what to do with her.

The Temple of Nourishing the Heart

At the beginning of the year, the folds that had been suppressed by various ministries were presented to the emperor's desk one by one. For several days in a row, the emperor's daily routine was to get up early to review the folds, get up at noon to review the folds, and review the folds before going to bed at night.

Although he only wrote a few criticisms, he also tired the emperor enough, and he was obviously tired.

"Your Majesty, it's past noon, it's time to rest." Gonggong Gui stood next to the dragon case, helping to sort out the folds as he spoke.

The emperor put down his pen and rubbed his eyebrows, "How many more haven't I reviewed?" ”

"If you go back to the emperor, there are fifty-six copies of the Ministry of Works, the Ministry of Household and the Ministry of Rites." Gui Gonggong's voice is soft, and the volume is neither high nor low.

The emperor stood up, naturally loosened his shoulders, and just wanted to ask someone to wait for a wash, he saw a little eunuch walk in briskly, knelt down and saluted: "See the emperor, Tang Chunjing Tang outside the palace asks to see him."

"Xuan..." said the emperor and sat back in his seat.

Lan Jing strode in and saluted: "Weichen has seen the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live."

"Alright, let's get up. Tell me, what the hell is looking for me? ”

Lan Jing glanced at the attendants who were standing aside and waiting, and the meaning was obvious, that is, to ask the emperor to let them retreat first.

The emperor glanced at Gonggong Gui, and Gonggong Gui turned around to give the attendants a look, because they were all human spirits, so in just a moment, only Lan Jing and the emperor were left in the palace.

"What the hell is going on?" The emperor also became serious.

Lan Jing took a deep breath and arched his hand: "If you go back to the emperor, Weichen has two things to return to this time. The first is that Weichen suspects that there are Nanyin's spies in the capital, and the kind of fallen leaves take root and flourish. ”

"How?" The emperor's gaze fell on Lan Jing.

"Wechen found two kinds of poisons that belong to Nanyin, the first can be said to be a coincidence, and the other is a royal secret medicine, Wechen feels that this is not something that ordinary people can have."

The emperor's mind spun around and said, "How did you find out?"

Lan Jing raised her head and looked at the emperor: "The poisoned person is now in Qingguo Temple, and the poison on her body has been checked repeatedly by Master Huiyuan and confirmed to be correct."

The emperor's breathing became heavier, his eyes darkened, and he said, "Are people still alive?"

"It's almost like dead, Master Huiyuan and Lin Chu are actively treating, but the situation is not optimistic."

"Do you think Nan Yin's spy will be a powerful and powerful person in my country?" If it weren't for such suspicions, I wouldn't have said it out of purpose, the emperor thought so.

Lan Jing nodded, "Back to the emperor, Weichen really thinks so." The poisoned woman was injured when she was rescued by Wechen, she could recognize Wechen, and said that Wechen had harmed her, and Wechen suspected that she might be a concubine in the family of an official who was demoted because of Wechen. ”

"The cases related to you, only those from the Hanlin Academy and the former Hubu Shangshu, do you think it will be the one?"

Lan Jing shook his head: "Wechen doesn't have a clue, Wechen doesn't have many days in Beijing, and those who are degraded can't say that Wechen harmed them, that's their own fault."

"Hmm" The emperor nodded, and his hand tapped lightly.

After a while, the emperor stopped, looked at Lan Jing and said, "You just said that there are two things to return, what else is there?"

Speaking of this, Lan Jing's eyes sharpened, and he said, "Your Majesty, someone is checking Weichen's identity, and he already knows Weichen's real name." Wechen is afraid that they will hurt Wechen's family, so Wechen wants to go home and wait for them before they find out? ”

"Who are they talking about?"

"Now, as far as Weichen knows, it's Zhang Cong, and Weichen doesn't know who is behind Zhang Cong."

Lan Jing said, looking at the emperor intently, trying to see something from his face, but as a result, she was disappointed again, and the emperor always had an expression of too much fuss about you.

"I will deal with this matter, you don't have to worry, don't forget, this is my country, no matter who is behind him, it is not as big as me." The emperor said with a confident smile on his face.

The emperor's self-confidence did not infect Lan Jing, she was still very worried, for her, her family was more important than anything else, and she couldn't have the slightest damage, even if she was frightened.

Out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, Lan Jing did not become relaxed just because she told the emperor, she was still thinking of countermeasures just in case.

"I've seen the prince, the slave maid is the red shirt of Kunning Palace, and the queen ordered the slave maid to come over and invite the prince to come and sit."

Lan Jing was walking with her head down, but she was also in a trance after being stopped, and she didn't react until the maid finished speaking and realized that it was the queen who invited her to meet.

The third in command of the palace asked her, she would give face even if she was stupid, not to mention that she was not stupid, so she said: "Trouble Sister Red Shirt to lead the way."

The red-shirted man, Tang Shizi is so gentle and polite, and handsome and extraordinary, no wonder the princess is so troublesome that he does not marry.

Kunning Palace is not far from the Palace of Cultivating the Heart, and it is only a quarter of an hour away, Lan Jing is going to see the queen later, and that is also a person she should be seriously wary of, so she suppressed what had just happened, and concentrated on thinking about what the queen would look for her. 6610