Li Buxian took a large stack of files to the courtyard where Han Zhaozhi temporarily lived for him, and after putting the files down, he let out a long breath, the files in his arms were not some files of a disordered year, but about Han Zhaozhi, all about Han Zhaozhi.

These files almost record what Han Zhaozhi has done every year since he joined the Tingwei Mansion, and they are very detailed, Li Buxian came back with these things, of course, not because of bad intentions, but from the first time he saw Han Zhaozhi a few days ago, he felt that something was wrong with Lord Han, and that ugly face made him feel furious in his heart.

The so-called physiognomy, the spring breeze is proud, and it is naturally comfortable to look at, if the gloomy clouds are bleak and it is not pleasing to the eye, the gloomy clouds between Han Zhaozhi's eyebrows are too heavy, so heavy that Li Buxian feels that he is worse than Sumeru Yan when he was in the worst state.

So he wanted to see what Han Zhaozhi had experienced in his life, although the serious Taoist commented that the hexagram book written by his ancestor the first idler in the rivers and lakes was pure nonsense, but Li Buxian firmly believed that his ancestors would not make up nonsense, and his ancestors could do anything, but they couldn't do it, and his ancestors disdained it.

Most of the things written in the ancestral hexagram book are based on the person's previous life and past to infer the fate of the future, and when Li Bu was idle, this hexagram book was almost rotten and memorized by heart, so he wanted to speculate on the ending of Lord Han through the life of Lord Han.

"I can't sleep tonight."

Li Buxian looked at the thick stack of files on the table and shook his head slightly and said to himself: "I'm really idle." ”

Until the second half of the night, Li Buxian forgot the time, and when he came back from those files, it was almost dawn, so many files must not be finished in one night, he got up and moved, planning to squint for a while, and came back in the evening to continue reading, hoping to find some way to help Lord Han.

I pushed open the window and looked out, and then I was stunned.

He forgot to close the courtyard door, so at a glance, he saw a person standing on the edge of a small lake about ten zhang outside the courtyard, the night in the Tingwei Mansion was not dark, the lights were bright, and Li Buxian recognized that it was Han Zhaozhi.

He saw Han Zhaozhi take a step towards the lake, his feet stopped in mid-air, and after a while, Han Zhaozhi withdrew his feet.

This scene startled Li Buxian, he hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out, and when he got outside, Han Zhaozhi had already sat down on a bench by the lake.

"Lord Han?"

Li Buxian asked tentatively.

Han Zhaozhi snorted: "How much have you watched?" ”

Li Buxian's heart tightened, and then he smiled awkwardly: "In the Tingwei Mansion, you really can't hide anything from Lord Han." ”

Han Zhaozhi said in a flat tone: "If it's just the things in the Tingwei Mansion that can't hide from me, then I'm too derelict in my duties, and there aren't many things in Chang'an City that can hide from me, if I do some good things, most of the things I want to know in the whole Daning can also be known." ”

He glanced at Li Buxian: "Is there any inference about a person like me in your ancestor's hexagram book?" ”

Li Buxian shook his head: "I'm just ...... felt that the sadness on Lord Han's face was too heavy. ”

Han Zhaozhi let out a long breath: "I blame you for not being able to sleep tonight, and I don't blame you for my previous sadness." ”

"Blame me?"

Li Buxian paused for a moment: "Why?" ”

Han Hanzhi said: "You asked me a question before you left my study, you asked me what I would do if I didn't become Du Tingwei, just because of this problem, I think about it until now, I always feel that everything is a little bit worse, you say, what if I go to open a restaurant?" ”

Li Buxian shook his head: "Lord Han's face, guests will be scared when they see it, and they won't make money in any business, but if Lord Han has a heart, find a place with mountains and mountains, lakes and mountains, or a vast and far-reaching place, and your mind will be broad-minded." ”

Han Zhaozhi lowered his head and said to himself: "Prairie? ”

Li Buxian didn't think about it so much, just said a few words casually, seeing Han Zhaozhi's reaction, Li Buxian felt that he probably guessed correctly, what Lord Han was worried about was a big event, at least it involved his own future honor and disgrace, if the choice was not appropriate, Du Tingwei would not be guaranteed, but what would become of Tingwei Mansion without Han Zhaozhi?

When he thought of this, Li Buxian suddenly woke up, without Han Zhaozhi's Tingwei Mansion is still Tingwei Mansion, but without Han Zhaozhi's Mansion, Han Zhaozhi will inevitably no longer be Han Zhaozhi.

"It's fine."

Han Zhaozhi got up and patted his hand on Li Buxian's shoulder: "After reading it, I will put it back, after all, I am one of the most confidential things in the Tingwei Mansion." ”

Li Buxian hurriedly got up and bowed: "I'll put it back at dawn." ”

Han Zhaozhi snorted and walked towards his residence, Li Buxian looked at Han Zhaozhi's back, and always felt that at that moment just now, Han Zhaozhi seemed to have really realized something.

Weiyang Palace.

The emperor also barely slept all night, and what bothered him and Han Zhaozhi was one thing.

The old dean had been sleeping on the chaise longue for a long time, the emperor got up and pulled the quilt up for the old dean, he went to the window and wanted to push open the window to look outside, and suddenly thought that if the night breeze blew in, the old dean might catch a cold, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

"Your Majesty can open the window if you want to, the minister has already woken up."

The old dean sat up straight, people are always easy to get sleepy when they are old, but they don't sleep long, sleep after sleep, intermittently, and they begin to become dreamy, no longer the illusory and unreal dreams of their youth, which are bizarre, but easier to dream about things that once really happened, such as when they were young.

"Your Majesty should sleep."

"If you don't sleep, you're going to go to court soon."

The emperor shook his arms vigorously, his shoulders and back were very sore, and he added tea to the emperor in a daze, and he was shaking when he stood there, and the emperor couldn't help but smile when he looked at him, waved his hand and said: "You go out to squint for a while, and I will let people call you in the morning for a while." ”

Dai Fangzhou hurriedly shook his head: "The slave is not sleepy. ”

"Let's get out, I still have something to talk to the old dean."

Dai Fangzhou hurriedly leaned over and withdrew, thinking that His Majesty didn't know what was going on in the past few days, and he was always worried when he looked at it, could it be that the war in the western Xinjiang was more difficult than the battle in the northern Xinjiang? But Dai Fangzhou felt that no matter how crazy the people of the Western Regions were, they were not as good as the black warriors.

"Sir."

The Emperor looked at the old dean: "You know what I'm worried about. ”

"Concubine Zhen will always figure it out, Your Majesty won't care about anyone's thoughts, Your Majesty only cares about her thoughts, but Concubine Zhen Niangniang should have a difficulty in her heart, and Your Majesty still has to give Concubine Zhen some time."

"I know."

The emperor sighed: "But I feel that there must be an end, and it is not a way to drag it out like this after all, it is not responsible for her, and it is also for ......"

The emperor wanted to say that he was not responsible for Shen Leng, but he couldn't say it after all.

"What should Mr. do if he comes to deal with this?"

The emperor asked.

The old dean thought about it carefully, but did not answer, but asked the emperor: "Will Your Majesty hand over this matter to the ministers to deal with?" ”

The emperor paused for a moment, he didn't want to leave this matter to anyone to deal with, he had already made a decision, no matter what kind of outcome it was, he should face it personally.

The old dean smiled helplessly, the emperor didn't give him an answer, in fact, he just gave an answer.

"I've never been so indecisive about anything, hesitant like a waste."

The emperor raised his hand and rubbed his temples: "That's it, the gentleman also said to give her some more time, then I will give her some more time." ”

The emperor asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

The old dean laughed: "Hungry." ”

The emperor looked outside: "Put the boat on your behalf and get some food." ”

Sitting at the door squinting and sleeping in a daze, Dai Fangzhou heard His Majesty's voice and hurriedly got up: "Slave maid, let people prepare." ”

He didn't actually hear what the emperor commanded at all, but he knew what the emperor said.

At the same time, Houhai County, which has just entered Gyeonggi Province from Xishu Road, Houhai County is a traffic point, and there are four official roads that cross here, so Houhai County is quite prosperous, belonging to a large county, the county order is seven products, the county order of the small county is from the seventh product, and some more important counties, the county order is also from the sixth product.

In addition to their people, inside and outside, they also invited the local soldiers to help guard and guard, and the soldiers didn't know who the prisoners were to escort into Beijing this time, but they just felt that it should be very important, otherwise it would be impossible to work so hard.

It was almost dawn, and the Qianban Bailu, who was in charge of escorting people to Chang'an, stretched his waist and calculated the distance, and he would be able to enter Chang'an in about half a month, he looked at the two prisoner carts parked in the courtyard, and the people in the prisoner carts were still asleep leaning on the cage.

Fang Bailu beckoned his cronies over and ordered them to pack up and prepare to leave.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in one of the prison vans opened his eyes and looked around, and then looked at another prisoner cart not far away.

"You say that you are pitiful or not, I colluded with eunuchs, and there are murders, and if I die, I will die, I don't feel panicked myself, you are different, our ending is no different, we are all going to die anyway, why don't you tell me what happened to that child in the first place? Before dying, you can know the cause and effect, and when you die, you are also a ghost. ”

In another prisoner car, a neatly dressed woman covered by a quilt sneered: "Do you understand what it has to do with me, do I understand that it is your business?" ”

The middle-aged man was Qiu Nianzhi sent to Xishu Dao by Cao Anqing, and he also sneered: "What's the difference between death? ”

The woman looked at the sky that had not yet lit up, and said as if to herself: "That's right, what's the difference between death, besides, I'm also one of the damned people, and I should have died a long time ago." ”

She closed her eyes: "There are some faults, unforgivable." ”

Qiu Nianzhi's eyes lit up suddenly: "Some mistakes are unforgivable?" It seems that you did do something bold in the first place. ”

"We didn't do anything wrong and we didn't regret it."

The woman glanced at Qiu Nian: "You don't have to take my words anymore, even if I tell you, what can I do, many things are different from what you expected, I said that we should die because we didn't protect Concubine Zhenniang, this is a big mistake, and you think we should die, it's just what you think." ”

She cast her gaze on the night sky again: "It would have been good to go to Lianshan Road with my mother and them, in that case, I would have died." ”