"Are you here to persuade me too?" Licheng listened to the footsteps that were gradually approaching, and said in a low voice. Right now, he doesn't want to hear any big things from anyone.

Yiying also sat down on the stairs, Li Cheng glanced at her, and said, "It's very dirty, just stand and say, don't stain your skirt." ”

Yiying's eyes were slightly hot, and she said softly: "My brother originally wanted to practice martial arts, was it because of me?" ”

Li Cheng was stunned for a while, and after a long while, he said in a muffled voice: "...... Well. ”

"My brother thinks that practicing martial arts can protect his family, including me, right?"

“…… Well. ”

"And now, it's gone from the original wish to my brother's dream, right?"

“…… Well. ”

"Brother......

Li Cheng raised his head, and the warm touch suddenly spread from the palm of his hand that was opened casually.

"You, don't cry......" He looked at his sister's red eyes, and couldn't help but feel at a loss.

Yi Ying looked at her brother who was still holding his neck in front of his mother and refused to admit defeat with tears in his eyes, and turned into a child at the moment when he cried, only to feel that his heart was hit hard.

She thought that it was her duty to protect her family in this life, but she didn't know that her family was also fighting against the whole world in her past and present lives because of her.

She wiped her tears and curled the corners of her mouth: "It's okay, it's just ...... The wind is a bit strong. ”

The next second, he found himself in his arms by his brother, and comforted him awkwardly: "Don't cry, this ...... It's none of your business...... It's me...... I'm just tired of going down the same path......"

As a person in her twenties, she is no longer willing to have such close contact with people, but at this moment, being hugged by her brother who is only fourteen years old is a rare peace of mind and warmth. It turns out that she is still a coward. I want to be supported, I want to be cared for......

She sniffled and sat up straight: "Brother, I understand you, and I support you." ”

Xue Licheng was stunned, and his eyes were a little sour.

"It's just, I think, my brother has to wait a little longer, it's the most delicious dish in the world, and if it comes out too early, it will turn into poison, right?" Licheng's gaze gradually quieted down, thoughtful.

……

Five days after Yiying and Lian Jingqian met, Song Ge Lao, who had not come to the court for several days, rarely appeared in the queue of court officials.

Some people couldn't help but start whispering, could it be...... Did you find out what happened? After thinking about it, I felt that it was too fast, and I wondered if it was still for Huang Zheng's matter.

Yesterday, the Holy Lord made a decree and sentenced the former inspector Yushi Huang Zheng to Shandong Prefecture to serve as the prefect on charges of corruption and bribery, raising an outer room, and failing to show his political achievements, and set off today.

For a second-class Beijing official, this level of release is not a small derogatory, and the chance of returning to Beijing again is very small, and most of them are wasted.

When Huang Zheng was checked, it was probably Song Ge's old skills that were superior, and he was not involved, but this person was more or less his right-hand man, so it was a little strange not to ask for a favor......

Song Jingran only stood at the front of the team with his hands in his hands, his expression was indifferent, his face was as kind and amiable as ever, and he couldn't see his thoughts.

The emperor slowly walked out of the apse, saw Song Jingran at a glance, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." The ministers still performed the big salute in accordance with the number of courtesies.

"Zhong Aiqing, let's get even." The Emperor raised his hand.

The eunuch on the side pinched his throat and said: "If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat!" ”

A Lang Zhong from the Ministry of Works took a few steps forward, handed over a piece of music, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is the piece sent back by Lord Xue Shangshu who was in Hanyang yesterday, and it has written some progress in repairing the dam. ”

The emperor sat up straight and said lightly: "You don't have to present it, you can read it." ”

"Yes."

The gist of the note is that the inspection is going very well, the enthusiasm of the people is high, the dam has returned to its pre-disaster progress, and it should be possible to leave for Beijing in a few days.

The emperor smiled when he heard this: "Xue Shangshu is really reliable, it seems that in the future, the affairs of the experts will still have to be done by the insiders, Xiao Dezi, you repair a book for me, just say that he did a good job this time, and when he returns to Beijing, I will have my own reward." There was some irony in the words, and the prince felt quite uncomfortable in his eyes.

"Hey." The eunuch next to him responded with a smile.

The emperor's gaze swept down and fixed on Song Jingran: "But what else do you have to do?" ”

Song Jingran glanced at everyone and walked out: "Old minister, there is something to do." ”

"Oh, it's Song Aiqing, I've been busy investigating the case for the past few days, and I haven't come to the court, and I don't know about Huang Zheng's disposal, do you know?" The Emperor raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Song Jingran smiled: "The minister has heard of it, but that Huang Zheng is not an official style, not enough to set an example, and the advantages of letting him out outweigh the disadvantages, or the emperor is wise." ”

The Song officials couldn't help but look at each other, they thought that Huang Zheng was the right and left hand of Song Ge Lao, even if he avoided suspicion, he would not talk too deadly, but the scene in front of him seemed to have regarded him as a waste chess...... For a while, there was a bit of a bleak feeling of rabbits and dead dogs.

Song Jingran seemed to be unaware: "The minister's visit to the court today is for the things that the minister has painstakingly investigated these days." ”

"Oh? Did you find out what you wanted? ”

Song Jingran took out more than a dozen letters from his sleeve and raised his eyes to look at the emperor: "Back to Your Majesty, these are the evidence found by the minister, which is enough to prove the innocence of Duke Ding'an." ”

The ministers were in an uproar.

Such a firm tone......

I'm afraid it's going to set off a bloody storm in the court again......

"Whose letter is this?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it is the correspondence between the imperial history and the father of Concubine Yu, Guang Huaigong."

The Emperor narrowed his eyes and called to the people around him: "Go, bring the letter to me." ”

The emperor unfolded the letters and read them one by one, his expression became more and more ugly, and after reading the last one, he slapped the letter on the small imperial table that was temporarily moved, and roared in a low voice: "Whoever recognizes the handwriting of the imperial history, come and recognize it to see if it is true." ”

An official of the General Administration Department gritted his teeth and stood up and said, "Back to Your Majesty, the minister may know." The old case back then, the Song Zhangchen handed it by the imperial historian read it back and forth dozens of times, and he should still have an impression. ”

Song Jingran glanced at him and said with a smile: "Why don't the emperor let Master Ma, who is in charge of communications, and Lord Cai, who has the ability to do anything, go over and take a look together, and identify the place of origin of the postmark and the year of the paper." ”

The Emperor nodded: "The other two should come up as well." ”

The three of them came out of the queue and trembled and stepped onto the throne.

"This is indeed the handwriting of the imperial history......

"It looks the same as the postmark style that came to Beijing more than ten years ago......"

"This paper seems to have been abolished a year after the Jingning Rebellion, that is, after His Majesty ascended the throne, and looking at the handwriting, it is indeed some years old......"

The three of you said a word, and finally reached a unanimous conclusion: "Back to Your Majesty, this should be the handwritten letter sent to the capital by Yushi more than ten years ago." ”

The emperor waved his hand, his face was cloudy, and he said for a long time: "...... From this point of view, the Jingning Rebellion is indeed a big injustice. ”