I can't tell what it feels like, the one in my body seems to have been emptied to the point that only a shell remains, the flame demon in the iron basin, the sparks that burst out pierce people's eyes, Jing Ning didn't know what he was looking for through the window, but after all, he only saw a thin snowflake falling down.

Turning his head back, Xue Yi lay calmly, with a little smile on the corner of his lips. Jing Ning took a deep look, stood up on the edge of the bed, straightened his sleeves and stepped back, then knelt on his knees, put his forehead on the back of his hand, and bowed three times solemnly.

Zheng was stunned for a long time, and then stood up in a trance. lowered her eyebrows and opened the door, and the whispering people at the door suddenly fell silent, locking their eyes on her one by one, and stopped talking.

Jing Ning took a deep breath, and her voice was slightly hoarse, "Steward Xue, please help take care of my father's afterlife, don't be extravagant, just be simple." ”

Xue An was sad and couldn't make a sound at all, but he kept nodding, and many people around him cried loudly.

"Listen to Bai, you go to the government office again tomorrow, everything will be handled by Zhou Tongju and Sun Dujian temporarily, I will take my father back to Kyoto in a few days, and before I come back, please be sure to guard Pingcheng."

Tingbai cried deeply, "My subordinates know, Miss...... Condolences. ”

Jing Ning stood straight in place, looking up, the floating clouds obscured the starlight in the sky, and it was pitch black. In the plain white snow, the wind gently rolled up a piece of residual snow, but then walked quickly to let it fall.

Pingcheng, which is located outside Jingping North Road, is the so-called barren city in the market, and the people cannot say that they can stay on the streets, but most of them are quite poor. Xue Yi has spent three years here, so much energy and effort, just to hope that the people can be better than before.

She is a different world, and she didn't want to pay attention to these complicated political affairs, but here, since Father Xue can't let go, it is up to her to continue to complete it.

Harvest people are happy, and Longshang sings. Although it is not easy to splend, but it is important to persevere, if it is not good for three years, it will be used for five years, five years will not be completed, and another ten years will be added to achieve its expectations.

Dad, you can go with confidence, your daughter will be fine, and so will the people of Pingcheng.

…

In Kyoto at the beginning of March, a rainy day washed away the dust, the sky was light, and the clouds were pulled and spread out like silk yarn, with a bit of a lazy atmosphere.

In the palace city, the ancient trees are towering, the red wall and yellow tiles, Song Boyan held the wooden card from the Baowen Pavilion to the south, passed the Tianzhang and the two pavilions of the Dragon Map, turned to the east of the royal road, and could not go to half a tea time, you can see the Phnom Penh plaque of Rui Simen, the palace supervisor who guarded the door saw him from afar, and he was not respectful, and he saluted and called a sentence when he got closer, "Lord Song." ”

Song Boyan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "The prince can be in the palace?" ”

The gatekeeper of the palace responded: "I just came back from the previous dynasty and announced that I met Master Xie of the Siji Division. The prince explained that if Lord Song came to the Ruisi Palace, he didn't have to wait, and he just entered the palace. ”

Song Boyan groaned, "Lord Xie is also in the palace?" ”

"Yes, that is, a moment before you, my lord."

Nodding his head, he stepped in, and after five or six steps, he heard the tassels clashing. Looking up at the solemn palace in front of him, a woman withdrew from the palace gate and turned around to step down the Dan steps, seeing a smile on his beautiful face, the hem of the light crimson skirt was slightly rippling, and the light purple printed stripes were hanging on both sides, approaching him.

Put his hands in front of him and salute, "Xiaguan has seen Lord Song." ”

"Why should you and I see each other." ”

Xie Huaisheng straightened up, couldn't take his eyes off his handsome face, and said softly, "In the palace, it is natural to follow the etiquette at all times, otherwise others will look at it, and they don't know how to criticize it." ”

"That's fine." Song Boyan put one hand behind his back and said with a smile, "I really can't say anything about you." ”

Xie Huaisheng no longer looked like a strict female official in front of people, and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, "My grandfather was still talking in my ear yesterday, saying that he hadn't seen you come to the house for a long time, and he didn't even want to find a chess friend." If I don't ask me, if I meet you in the palace, I will let you go over the house to talk about it. ”

Old man Xie loves to play chess most in his life, and he has been practicing for many years, and his chess skills are not comparable to ordinary people. Song Boyan is also a master of chess, and the old man is a great chess friend who was easily discovered, and he is naturally in his heart.

In addition to Old Man Xie, Mrs. Liang also treated him like a grandson, Song Boyan couldn't help laughing, but he didn't know that he still had such popularity, no wonder Yuan Zhi always deliberately soured him.

"I've had a lot of events lately, and when I'm free, I naturally want to go and greet the old man."

Xie Huaisheng raised his eyebrows lightly, "That's good, I'll go back as I am." After a few more careful glances, Fang Yili took a few steps back and left.

Song Boyan entered the hall, Xiao Yan happened to change into an ink-colored regular clothes and walked out of the inner room, and when he saw him, his face was a little pale, "The inner servant reported that you came to the hall earlier, but it was a long time late, and I thought that I was disturbing Xie Huaisheng at the court steps." ”

"The minister has no sister, he has always regarded Huaisheng as a sister, so he naturally takes care of it more, His Royal Highness is magnificent, and he will not worry about this unintentional sin with the minister."

Xiao Yan's voice was clear, "You will bring me a high hat." The head of the line sat down, and said, "Does Baowen Pavilion have an excerpt?" ”

Speaking of business, Song Boyan hurriedly put away the joke and replied solemnly, "Your Majesty issued an order to compile and revise the Book of Filial Piety, and the scholars of Baowen Pavilion and Tianzhang Pavilion listed the previous Jinshi and the outstanding ones from all walks of life, a total of more than 50 people. After some research, nine people who were excellent in their studies were selected to serve as the compilation and repair officer. It is estimated that it will take about a month to complete the responsibility of compiling and correcting the collection. ”

Handing over the fold, "This is a list of nine people, please look at it Your Highness." ”

Xiao Yan hurriedly read, he participated in the previous scientific examination, and he had some impression of these nine people, so he wrote Zhu Mo, approved the quasi-performance, and issued the Yellow Gate Order.

It's just that before the edict was issued, there was an attendant standing outside the palace gate with a wooden cross-legged body, kneeling on the ground, holding a tray high and saying, "Your Highness, it is the Pingcheng 600 li urgent recital directly sent by the officials." ”

Heijo? Song Boyan frowned slightly, it was the Xue family that his aunt married. A six-hundred-mile rush is rare, isn't there something big going on?

Xiao Yan's face was slightly cold, although Pingcheng was not prosperous, but it had always been peaceful, and there was no threat of external troubles, how could there suddenly be an urgent recital.

Pursed his lips and opened, the book was not long, only one thing was reported.

"Xue Jingning, the daughter of Xue Yi, the prefect of Pingcheng, would like to play: For the death of Xue Yi, the father of the courtier, please allow her to return to her hometown for burial.

The father of the courtier's daughter has been suffering from a serious illness since January, and he has been seeking medical treatment without any effect. The father first lost his hard work, and then he was too worried, and the cause of the disease was internal injury, and the medicine was difficult to heal, and he finally passed away. …… Please allow the courtiers to return to their hometowns and bury their fathers. This sparse is played by the post gallop, waiting for the imperial decree. ”

Was......

And this word...... The font is soft and strong, vigorous and elegant, and the few good words among women are not exactly the same as those written by the woman I met in Shijin Zhai that day?

It's her?

Is the rumored Xue Jingning?

Xiao Yan's expression did not fluctuate, which made Song Boyan a little uneasy, and he couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, but what happened to Pingcheng?" ”

After speaking, Fang Fang realized that he was overstepping, bowed his head and cramped, "The minister has transgressed." ”

Xiao Yan handed him the fold and tapped it lightly with his fingertips, "This matter...... You are supposed to know. ”

Song Boyan took it suspiciously, called to take a quick look, and his face changed......