Before the first month, Yaoyue Palace was deserted.

Concubine Shu was grounded in the Yaoyue Palace because of her interference in court politics and inappropriate words and deeds.

Xiaoyun sighed, the master was grounded, and he would not have a good life, and the spring March that he had finally looked forward to became a cold and snowy land again.

"Mother, the slave can't see it. Although the stone is close to Niangniang, there is no need for Niangniang to anger the emperor for him! Xiaoyun added a piece of charcoal to the charcoal basin and deliberately splashed sparks.

"Hah! Isn't that great? You should stay in the house in winter, and you are prone to wind chills when you go out. Concubine Shu's tone was brisk, and there was no anger at all.

"Niangniang, Zhang Meiren is not here either, she is an ungrateful master. She couldn't remember how she got to where she is today. Xiaoyun took a cloak and put it on Concubine Shu.

"Xiaoyun, why are you talking so much today? Count this, count that. ”

"Niangniang," Xiaoyun gently brushed away the charcoal ash that fell on the cloak, "The slave maid has been with Niangniang for many years, and she has regarded Niangniang as her own sister." The people in this palace are sinister, and the slaves and maids feel sorry for the mother. If Brother Chen is here......"

"Shhhh Don't talk nonsense, have you forgotten the oath you made when you entered the palace? Concubine Shu tore off her cloak, turned around and shook her hand, and the whole cloak was draped on Xiaoyun's head.

"Mother, the slave should die, the slave forgot for a while!" Xiaoyun knelt on the ground, making a muffled sound through his cloak, like a cricket in a jar.

"Punish kneeling for an hour, and have a longer memory!" Concubine Shu's face was no longer young, and her face radiated with a different kind of passion.

Ying Tianfu, the second floor of the Ten Lixiang Tavern.

Uncle Wu sat in the same position, plucking the strings in front of the same instrument.

The strings seemed to be his heartstrings as well, and their vibrations were closely linked to his heartbeat.

As far as the notes they played, his heart could reach.

Nong Tieshu and Liang leisurely sipped tea and laughed in the graceful sound of the piano. Nong Tieshu said, listen coolly.

"Uncle Wu, why have you always dressed up like this lately? Do you have a crush on a young girl? Nong Tieshu asked with a smile.

"Tie Shu, you are good at talking about it, why don't you convince yourself?" Uncle Wu glanced at Nong Tieshu, his tone seemed to be blamed, but his eyes were full of smiles.

"Convince what?"

"Stinky girl, how can you be so at ease? If it weren't for your interest in that Li Gongzi, how could I send someone to complete the task you couldn't complete? ”

Hearing this, Ryoshi unnaturally put down the teacup in his hand.

However, he was not jealous of Nong Tieshu's feelings for other men, he felt that he did not have such qualifications.

On the contrary, he was worried that he would get in the way, but fortunately, not being able to talk could be regarded as an advantage at this time.

He never expressed his love to Nong Tieshu. He can't express it, he only knows that no matter what he does, it's for the woman in front of him.

He could take risks for her, and he could even die for her.

"Uncle Wu, don't be groundless suspicious. I don't have the slightest affection for that Li Gongzi. I tore up his letter, and he hated me to the core! ”

Nong Tieshu was deliberately busy pouring tea, so as not to know where to put his hands.

"He hates you to the core, and you don't necessarily dislike him. Between men and women, there is hatred before there is love. Uncle Wu continued to provoke.

"Uncle Wu is old, but he doesn't understand the emotions of us young people."

"I was also young." Uncle Wu stood up and waved his hand at Liang: "Liang, you come to judge." ”

Liang was like a child who had made a mistake, and suddenly stood up, his face was red, and he was at a loss.

"Flutter!" Nong Tieshu smiled, "Uncle Wu, you really know how to find a helper." Liang didn't talk much, and you still asked him to talk about this man and woman. You see, you're scaring him. ”

"Who says he doesn't understand men and women? Look at you, you are shrewd on the surface, but you are actually a stupid girl. ”

Uncle Wu looked at Liang and hoped that Liang would have something to say.

Cool became more and more cramped, and walked to the door, trying to find an excuse to leave.

"Sit down!" Uncle Wu shook his head helplessly.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Tie Shu, Liang, I'll give you a task now. Feng Ji is hiding in Yingtianfu, you go and find it for me. ”

Uncle Wu put away his hand hanging from the strings.

"Seal? He is so bold that he dares to come to the capital? Nong Tieshu asked.

When Hu Weiyong was first killed by Zhu Yuanzhang, Feng Ji was really scared and didn't dare to come back, until Lan Yu captured him in the fishing sea. Zhu Yuanzhang was very kind-hearted and did not cure his crimes. Li Shanchang added to the picture, spent most of his pension savings, and hid his achievements. Once people do something wrong, they often want to cover it up. Hahaha! As long as you find the seal, Li Shanchang will die! ”

"Uncle Wu, why do you have to let Li Shanchang die?" Nong Tieshu asked stiffly, ready to meet Uncle Wu's ridicule again.

"You can't bear it?" Uncle Wu's sneering expression was even more than Nong Tieshu expected.

"As I said, the stone is my friend." Nong Tieshu frowned, showing that he was by no means a shallow woman who was worried about love.

Under the cold and expressionless face, the heart is full of joy.

"Well, the stone is your friend, just your friend! It's not that we want Li Shanchang to die, but that Zhu Yuanzhang has murderous thoughts against him. All we do is to have Lee Shan-chang die at the right time, so that our great things can be accomplished. Hahaha! ”

Uncle Wu's voice was terrifying, and Nong Tieshu felt fear of him for the first time.

Nong Tieshu didn't want to worry about the Li family anymore.

It was impossible for her to interfere with Uncle Wu's decision, the only thing she could do was to stand by and watch like the last time.

She couldn't tell what kind of affection she had for stones. In her indifferent world, the sincerity and sincerity of the stone touched her.

Sometimes she would inexplicably miss the goodness of the stone, and sometimes she would grit her teeth with hatred for the stone.

With Liang as a reference, she seems to understand her feelings a little more clearly.

Liang's silent thoughtfulness made her feel comfortable, and even had a feeling of dependence.

However, as long as Liang didn't appear in front of her, she would never think of this person.

And the stone always tugged at her nerves from afar, and though it wasn't very strong, she felt like she was already affected.

Once, except for Uncle Wu, she never allowed her heart to hear another person's voice.

So far, she has been able to suppress her emotions, which are often hidden in the corner due to some distractions, but then appear inadvertently.

"Uncle Wu, Li Chengyi will also be implicated this time, do you want to save him?" Nong Tieshu changed the subject.

"He's useless." Uncle Wu understated it, like spitting out the tea leaves that were accidentally mixed into the tea.

"When Hu Weiyong was in the law, he was worthless. However, he still lived a few more comfortable days. ”

Nong Tieshu and Liang both shuddered.

Will Li Chengyi's fate also be their fate in the future?

Now they are talking and laughing with Uncle Wu and getting along well, why didn't Li Chengyi sit in their place and drink tea and listen to music?

But what can they do if they know this?

All the people of the Jiuli Gang will only accept orders and are used to being manipulated by others.

They will never be able to jump out of the box that their master has drawn for them.

This year's Lantern Festival is particularly lively.

The people did not complain about God's unpleasant rainfall, did not blame the scavengers for being lazy and tired, leaving a thick layer of snow, their enthusiasm was all on the finely carved lanterns and majestic dragon lanterns.

After Li Shanchang escaped death, he thoroughly understood that money is something outside his body.

He took out more than a hundred taels of silver from his little savings and gave them to his servants to buy clothes.

He took out another fifty taels to buy all kinds of lanterns for his family.

This year, the Li family is full of colors and flowers, which seems to indicate a good beginning.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the atmosphere of the festival has not diminished.

Li Shanchang was reluctant to remove the lanterns, planning to wait until they were washed off by the rain, deformed by the strong wind, and deformed by the strong wind, and had no joyful appearance.

The servants still did not pick up the broom, went into the vegetable market, washed the clothes, and surrounded the boiler.

They live a comfortable life like masters, and they don't want to go back to before yesterday.

The wind swept in the sand and dust, and the officers and soldiers once again surrounded the Li family.

Li Shanchang sat in the hall, motionless and looking at the flickering lanterns in the courtyard.

He wondered, why is it so hard to see their color fade?

Mrs. Li holds Buddhist beads in her hand and recites sutras and prays.

She knew that no one could help the Li family, but at least the Holy Buddhas were watching everything that happened with pity, and would send those who could not be accommodated in this world to another wonderful world.

The servants wept in despair, for their masterly days had not yet been enough, and their days as servants were numbered.

The prison is surrounded by high walls, and there is no sunlight all year round.

The three-story façade made it impossible for the prisoners' wails to be heard outside the walls in the quietest of the nights.

The three sharp swords were constantly sharpened, and the door that could not melt cut off all possibilities of robbery.

The air in the cells was so foul and filled with the stench of rotting flesh that the prisoners often died before they could be tried.

That night, Feng Ji was brought to Li Shanchang. Zhu Yuanzhang was "benevolent and righteous" to his old friend, and before Li Shanchang died, he let him know that he had not wronged him.

He didn't have to, he didn't need any reason if he wanted to kill someone.

But he has always had the habit of convincing ministers, and more importantly, he wants his son Zhu Biao to see his fairness and tolerance.

Li Shanchang forgot about the threat of death the moment he saw Feng Ji.

He was in a trance, had he ever been sorry for Zhu Yuanzhang in his life?

After Feng Ji left, more than 70 members of the Li family sat on the ground, their hair was scattered, and they were withered, as if their souls had been out of the body, and they were no different from dead people.

Only Mrs. Li remained calm, her eyes slightly closed, and as usual, she recited the never-ending scriptures.

Suddenly, she flicked her thumb and stopped between the two beads.

She slowly opened her eyes, stood up, walked to the cell door, and calmly said to the cell head, "I want to see the emperor." ”