In the past two days, Zhao Ting'er finally succeeded in boiling the sheep horn with sour radish water, then recooling and shaping it into a translucent jade-colored lantern cover, making a bright corner lamp and hanging it high under the corridor, not afraid of wind and rain, revealing a cold-colored light, shining into the hall.

Two additional large candles were added to the hall to increase the lighting, Han Qian looked at Zhao Ting'er's charming face under the lamp, thinking that she was about to turn two years with her, and she was only seventeen years old this year, but she was already a marriageable age in the world.

At the beginning, Han Qian seemed to be a grasshopper who was hanging and tied, full of vigilance against the betrayal of the people around him, full of struggling to survive, and had no intention of the private relationship between men and women, even if he had occasional love, he would quickly suppress it, and he was even worried that he would think of Zhao Ting'er indifferently, and eventually destroy the fragile trust between each other.

Han Qian knew in his heart that the First Battle of Xichuan and Fan Dahei's death had impulsive and changed his mood, and he was no longer as restless as before, so that he could look at the people and things around him with an introspective attitude, only to find that Zhao Ting'er's charming and soft and shy posture really wanted to melt into the bone marrow.

It's just that when the world is good and cheap, although Han Qian will not take this so-called etiquette seriously, this matter will not become a handle for others to manipulate him.

He didn't want to do anything with Zhao Ting'er, but his father probably wouldn't agree to him taking a concubine first and marrying a wife.

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Ting'er saw that Han Qian's eyes were staring at him very strangely, and asked with beautiful eyes that looked like autumn waves.

"Guess what I'm thinking?" Han Qian held his chin in his hand, looked at Zhao Ting'er's slightly thin but fair face under the big candle, and asked with a smile.

"Who knows what is going on in Childe's heart?" Zhao Ting'er covered Han Qian's eyes with her hand, not asking him to stare at herself, but she didn't want Han Qian to lick her palm very disgustingly.

Zhao Ting'er threw the book in his hand beside Han Qian, giggled and wiped his hands, and pinched his powder fist to beat Han Qian.

"Ahem!" Zhao Laoqi secretly hated that he was too eager to break in, and asked Xi Ying, who was sitting in front of the porch and stroking the short sword, to see him walk in, and there was no way to exit quietly, so he could only stand in front of the porch and cough twice, reminding the young master and his daughter that he was standing outside.

Zhao Ting'er picked up the booklet to cover his face, Han Qian sat up straight and asked Zhao Laoqi, "What's the matter?" ”

"Han Qian, Han Qian......" Before Zhao Laoqi could speak, he heard Feng Yi's voice ringing from outside the courtyard, and then saw that Feng Yi didn't care about the guards at the gate of the courtyard, and pulled Kong Xirong and rushed over directly.

"It's so late, what's the matter with you coming out of town?" Han Qian motioned for the guards to withdraw and asked, "Or did you just finish the wave from somewhere else?" ”

Feng Yi and Kong Xirong are nominally the same as Han Qian, they are both literary engagements in the county prince's mansion, but whether it is from merit or the degree of intimacy, it is impossible for the third prince Yang Yuanpu to really keep them by his side to participate in confidential affairs.

Except for the three princes who were more diligent when they returned to Jinling and first became the king of Linjiang County, Feng Yi and Kong Xirong still rarely appeared in the county king's mansion.

In the past twenty days, although Han Qian has focused a lot of his energy on Yandangji, he has to go to the county king's mansion every two days, and he has hardly met Feng Yi and Kong Xirong, I don't know why they suddenly came to Yandangji late at night today.

"My father is in Meitingbu and wants to see you, you can go with us." Feng Yi said.

Although Feng Yi didn't care and was very arrogant, Feng Wenlan suddenly wanted to see him late at night at this time, and Han Qian couldn't follow Feng Yi and Kong Xirong at first glance, took Feng Yi's hand and said, "If your father wants to see me, he has to let me change into dry clothes." You two live here first, I just got two cans of good tea from someone else, I asked Zhao Ting'er to make it for you to taste! ”

"What good tea can you have here, my home is in Meitingbu, can I still drink a good tea without you?" Feng Yi was quite anxious to urge Han Qian to move with them.

"What's the matter with your father, who is in such a hurry to see me so late?" Han Qian wore a sleeveless cardigan that he had cut, gave Zhao Ting'er a look, and asked her to go into the inner room and get a civilian clothes out, while he sat there unmoved and stabilized Feng Yi first, and said, "Your Highness wants me to prepare a recital, and I will send someone to send it to the county king's mansion early tomorrow morning." If it's not something important, you guys will rest here tonight, and I'll go with you to Meitingbu tomorrow morning?" ”

The Feng family has a manor in Meitingbu in the west of the city, so they can't pass through the city directly at night, they have to go around from the south of the city, and they have to rush nearly fifty miles of night road to get to Meitingbu.

The more urgent Feng Yi was, the less likely Han Qian was to run to Meitingbu at this time.

Seeing that Zhao Ting'er hadn't come out of the back room for half a day, and Han Qian was sitting there unmoving, he didn't mean to urge Zhao Ting'er at all, Feng Yi knew that if he didn't explain what was going on, Han Qian couldn't go to Meitingbu with him.

"It's not a big deal, it's my father who has to invite you to meet and discuss,"

Feng Yi was also thirsty, and when he saw that there was a cup of herbal tea on the table, no matter who drank the leftovers, he picked it up and poured it into his stomach, and said nonchalantly,

"You also know that my family's garden in Meitingbu is a little dilapidated, so I thought about buying some wood to repair it, and the black-hearted businessman who never wanted to sell my family's timber was so bold that he went to the back mountain of Jimingling to cut down trees. Two days ago, it rained heavily, and the mountain behind Jimingling was cut down badly, half of the mountain wall collapsed, buried several shacks, and crushed to death more than ten craftsmen who repaired the tomb. This matter has nothing to do with our Feng family, right? But Zhang Han, the servant of the imperial palace, wanted to sue my Feng family, as if my Feng family must want to crush those craftsmen. Alas, I don't know what my father thinks, that pile of servants and imperial historians have been thinking about biting people all day long, and now it is up to him to bite, even if this matter is stabbed to His Majesty, even if he really wants to ask for the guilt, my Feng family will not be able to compensate His Majesty for more than ten slaves and maids, and I don't know why my father is so weak-hearted? ”

"Zhang Han's notebook hasn't been handed over yet, how did your family know about this?" Han Qian asked with a frown.

"Naturally, someone from the Yushitai got the benefit of my family and sent someone to announce it." Feng Yi said.

"Ting'er, you bring the booklet of the servant Shi Zhang Han." Han Qian instructed Zhao Ting'er in the inner room to say.

Since last year, he has been investigating the backgrounds of the middle-level and high-ranking civil and military officials in the DPRK and building archives so that he can speculate on the causal entanglement behind this moment.

Zhao Ting'er held a thin booklet, which remarked Zhang Han's life experience, friendships, and major official achievements and official reputation since he became an official, especially his impeachment recital in the past few years when he entered the Imperial History Observatory.

After reading these, Han Qian frowned, and he understood why Feng Wenlan panicked like this after learning about Zhang Han's impeachment.

In the past few years, the officials impeached by Zhang Han seem to be trivial matters, but under the direct intervention and investigation of Emperor Tianyou, they almost completed a major case of raiding the family and exterminating the clan; Zhang Han is a chess piece that Emperor Tianyou put on the Yushi Terrace at all.

"When did the wall of the Chicken Song Mountain collapse? Didn't your family directly send people into Jiming Mountain to cut down indiscriminately? Han Qian tightened his face, stared at Feng Yi and asked seriously.

"The collapse of the mountain wall is the day before yesterday, and it is also a ghost, why did Zhang Han's grandson target my family? However, it really wasn't my family who sent people directly into the mountains. The garden in Meitingbu is what my father wants to repair, and it is something that my father is personally watching, where do you say he will send someone to do this? Feng Yi said.

Han Qian sighed secretly, Feng Wenlan couldn't directly send someone to steal the trees in Jiming Mountain, but most of them knew about it.

And the efficiency of solving cases in the current world is far less efficient than that in later generations, the mountain wall collapsed and crushed people to death, and only three days later, Zhang Han pointed the finger directly at the Feng family, indicating that there were already a pair of eyes hidden in the dark staring at the Feng family, just waiting for the Feng family to poke out a bigger basket!

Feng Wenlan has been an official for half his life, and he has a deeper understanding of Emperor Tianyou's temperament, probably because he saw this possibility, so he was so frightened, right?

If Emperor Tianyou was determined to take advantage of this matter to take advantage of the Feng family, Han Qian didn't feel that he was involved, what good end would there be, and said to Feng Yi with a sigh of relief: "Although the southern slope of Jiming Mountain is where the imperial mausoleum is located that His Majesty is building, as long as your Feng family does not directly send people into the mountain to cut down, the matter of the mountain wall collapsing and crushing people to death will not involve your family." It's so late, I really have to rush a letter for His Highness, or you go back, I'll see if I have time to go to Meitingbu before tomorrow afternoon. ”

No matter what Feng Yi said, Han Qian Tiexin didn't want to go around to Meitingbu in the west of the city late at night to see Feng Wenlan.

He himself had already been warned by Emperor Tianyou, it was not enough to keep to himself, how could he dare to get involved in the affairs of the Feng family? In the end, it was easy to talk about it and coax Feng Yi and Kong Xirong away.

Feng Yi and Kong Xirong disappeared into the depths of the night under the escort of several family soldiers, Han Qian stared at the dark brows of the night and locked angrily like a mountain, turned back to Zhao Laoqi and said, "Tell Wuji and them all to get up and accompany me into the city!" ”

"Entering the city at this time?" The city gate has long been closed, and if you want to enter the city at this time, I don't know how much trouble it will take, Zhao Laoqi asked in confusion.

"Yes." Han Qian was afraid that Feng Yi and Kong Xirong would come to look for him early tomorrow morning, so only at this time would he enter the city and hide in the county king's mansion early tomorrow morning, so that he didn't need to refuse Feng Yi and Kong Xirong ruthlessly, urging Zhao Laoqi to wake people up quickly, and said to Zhao Ting'er and Xi Ying: "You also follow me back to Lanting Lane." ”

Zhao Ting'er asked suspiciously:

"Your Majesty, don't you really take the Feng family because of such a thing, right? Could Childe be a little more sensitive? ”

"It's not that I'm sensitive, it's actually Feng Wenlan who was shocked, so I don't dare to think about it! And the matter may not be as simple as just taking the Feng family to drive the horse. Think about it, if it was just to take the Feng family, why did Feng Wenlan need to be so hungry and ask for help from one of my juniors? Han Qian sighed slightly and said, "Now I'm afraid that the consequences of Feng Wenlan's private investigation will be far more serious than this, so I want to drag me in!" ”

"Is it possible that the Feng family can still be convicted of rebellion?" Xi Ying said disdainfully.

Han Qian saw that the second daughter still lacked a deep understanding of Emperor Tianyou, thinking about it, Emperor Tianyou rose to Jianghuai and established such a big foundation, how could he use such a defeat? But when questioned about the second daughter, he just said lightly: "The matter involves the imperial mausoleum, and it may not be impossible to deduct the hat of rebellion." ”

Han Qian thought that Feng Wenlan had served in the Shaofu, and after that, some of the Shaofu Divisions were merged into the Inner Government Bureau, maybe there was someone around Emperor Tianyou, and he remembered the old relationship with Feng Wenlan.

"It's not enough for the Feng family to be cautious, there are so many tigers and wolves in the court, I think the Feng family is the most harmless, why do you want to buckle the hat of rebellion on his family's head? Is Emperor God Blessed confused? Xi Ying asked puzzled.

Han Qian said: "Just because the Feng family is harmless and fat!" ”