And on this sunny day, in the south of the Yangtze River blown by the autumn wind, accompanied by the ten thousand customs of the Qinhuai River, following the long footsteps of Jinling City, the once famous generals of the Great Qian Dynasty killed themselves in front of tens of thousands of troops, which makes people sigh and sigh!

And when Zheng Wen received this news, it was already the moment when Yanjing City was in charge.

Today, in addition to going to the Yulin Army, he has been staying in the imperial study, reviewing and reading, until this moment, picking up his head, Daming Palace is already brilliantly lit, and Jinyiwei also sent the news that Li Yin, the envoy of Jiangnan Festival, died in Jinling City, before the army.

Zheng Wen looked at it and thought quietly, not feeling sentimental, even if this Li Yin was his woman's father and could be regarded as his cheap father-in-law, he was only thinking about the impact of this incident.

At this moment, Zheng Wen is hard-hearted as iron, a former street writer, after so many things, he finally transformed into a real emperor, one thing, only look at the impact of interests, only look at whether it is beneficial to himself, and other emotions like and dislike are in the back row, Zheng Wen feels that he is developing more and more in the direction of selfishness, but he can't see the good or bad for the time being, and he can only silently say to himself, "The emperor is probably like this!" It's just that this sentence is more of an excuse.

And Li Yin's death, about the Jinling slaughter of the family, is almost over, and it is almost the end of the follow-up stage.

Zheng Wen thought about it, picked up his pen, and wrote on a blank page: Of the tens of thousands of garrisons in Jiangnan, all the senior military attaches were executed, half of the middle-level military attachés were executed, and the low-level military attachés and all the non-commissioned officers were all reduced to slaves......

Writing and writing, Zheng Wen looked up and thought about it, and then drew a pen on it and disposed of it as waste paper.

This kind of thing, Zheng Wen thinks it's better not to express his opinion, and demote these people to slaves, although he is saving them, but his reputation is not very good, and it is not good to record it in the history books: In October of the sixteenth year of Jianqi, the new emperor heard about the Jinling incident, and was angry, and degraded tens of thousands of soldiers as slaves. This reputation is not very good, although Zheng Wen doesn't care much about this kind of historical record in his heart, but when you should cherish the feathers, you have to cherish the feathers, you have to make the courtiers feel that this majesty wants to be a famous monarch who will leave a name in history, so that they can have hope following you.

Besides, this kind of thing, as long as you show your mouth a little, some courtiers want to do it, and you can keep Your Majesty in mind with a book of excerpts, where can you find this kind of good thing? These bureaucrats will definitely sharpen their heads and play up, as for what offends the Jiangnan family, it will be hehe. In politics, you are not afraid to offend others and make others hate you, which shows that you still have the potential to rise; What I'm afraid of is that no one in this officialdom can remember you, which means that you can only eat and wait for death, as for going up, that's a pipe dream!

Therefore, this kind of thing has to be left to the courtiers to do, so that it is convenient for them to push the boat down the river, so that the officials below can also get their own appreciation, and they can also get rid of the possible notoriety, which is not the best of both worlds. He is getting worse and worse, Zheng Wen said to himself in his heart.

Moreover, Zheng Wen didn't know at this moment that Prime Minister Liu Jian was also preparing such a setback.

At this moment, Zheng Wen, holding a pen in his hand, changed a piece of paper, and was about to write something, but after thinking about it, he put the pen on the inkstone, thought about it carefully, and wrote on the paper: Jiangnan, Jinling, Liu Jian, Lin Cang. After a pause after writing, he wrote below these ten words: Go to Jinling as soon as possible, a day later.

It turned out that Zheng Wen's heart was on the first day of November, and asked Liu Jian and others to set off for Jinling, officially starting the rectification of Jiangnan and thoroughly cleaning up the entire officialdom in Jiangnan, but the plan was not as fast as the change, Li Yin's sudden death made Zheng Wen feel an urgency in his heart, he must send the court officials to Jiangnan as soon as possible, otherwise I don't know what will happen.

Therefore, he decided to advance this matter, and a day later, that is, on October 28, Liu Jian and other senior officials must set off from the capital to completely open the curtain on the rectification of Jiangnan officialdom!

At this time, Li Ying'er, who was wearing a black dress and a shawl with long hair, was walking in from the outside with a tray in both hands.

Zheng Wen put down the pen in his hand, looked up, and saw Li Ying'er dressed in a black wide Hanfu, which could not cover her bumpy figure, with long black hair, only casually draped on her shoulders, she came with a sense of beauty, under the dim light of the palace lamp, revealing a sense of nobility and mystery.

Zheng Wen's eyes stared straight at Li Ying'er's every move, only to see Li Ying'er walking to Zheng Wen's table with light steps, putting the tray on the table, and then saluting Zheng Wenyingying.

Fang Fang smiled and said: "The concubine body sees Your Majesty, Your Majesty has worked hard, this is the ginseng soup stewed by the concubine's body, please taste it." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Zheng Wen to speak, so he got up and picked up a cup of ginseng soup from the tray on the table and handed it to Zheng Wen with his own hands.

Zheng Wen didn't get up, took it with one hand, and put it on the table again, his face was heavy, and he was silent for a while, and then he whispered a little bit to say something: "Ying'er, Jinyiwei just came to the news, your father Li Yin killed himself this morning, in Jinling City, in front of the northern army stationed in the south of the Yangtze River!" ”

As soon as Li Ying'er heard Zheng Wen's words, the smile on her face disappeared in an instant, her face was pale, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down, but her mind was like a huge thunder, her thoughts were confused, and she couldn't react at once, so she fell behind her.

As for Zheng Wen, his eyes are sharp and his hands are fast, he got up in an instant, and immediately hugged Li Ying'er's fallen delicate body in his arms.

patted Li Ying'er on the back, and then said comfortingly: "Ying'er, life can't be resurrected, mourning changes!" ”

Li Ying'er lay in Zheng Wen's arms, listened to Zheng Wen's words, but did not answer, only cried whining, obviously extremely sad!

When Zheng Wen heard this cry, he felt uncomfortable for some reason, so he only hugged Li Ying'er's delicate body tightly, and leaned into his arms, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

In his previous life, he was a taciturn person, his emotional intelligence was not high, and he didn't know how to comfort people, as if he couldn't see a woman crying, and suddenly the scene fell silent one by one.

After a long time, Zheng Wen spoke again: "Ying'er, don't be sad, your father can be regarded as seeking benevolence!" ”

When Li Yinger heard this, she didn't answer, but just cried louder.

As soon as Zheng Wen saw the reaction, he tightened the delicate body in his arms, and continued: "Ying'er, don't worry, I will let Jinyiwei handle your father's aftermath properly!" ”

When Li Ying'er heard this, she was immediately angry, and in Zheng Wen's arms, she cried again, and wiped the tears on her face on Zheng Wen's body.

Zheng Wen saw it, but his face was full of black lines, this woman's mind is really hard to guess, if you have anything, just say it, why do you do these small actions, but it's hard to say!

I had to say comfortingly again: "Ying'er, people can't be resurrected after death, don't be sad, don't hurt your body, your father's spirit in heaven doesn't want you to be like this!" ”

When Li Ying'er heard this, she was even more angry, did I let you say this, after listening to Zheng Wen's words, she bit Zheng Wen her chest, and cried again.

Zheng Wen suddenly became anxious, gasped, and immediately understood that he had just said something wrong, so he had to think carefully about what Li Ying'er was going to tell him to say.

After thinking about the past between himself and Li Ying'er, and thinking about the information he received from Jinyiwei today, he said tentatively: "Ying'er, don't worry, your father fought for the country in the first half of his life, and he fought all his life. ”

And Li Ying'er, who was in Zheng Wen's arms, listened to Zheng Wen's words, and her body immediately trembled, and she suddenly laughed a little when she cried.

When Zheng Wen saw this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, it turned out to be a posthumous mourning, so Zheng Wen continued: "Don't worry, Ying'er, don't you just want me to give your father a posthumous mourning!" ”

"For your sake, why don't I be willful once!" At this moment, Zheng Wen was simply possessed by a love saint, and said to Li Ying'er with an affectionate face.

Then with a righteous face, he said loudly with a serious face: "I will issue an order to posthumously crown your father as a young protector and let the Ministry of Rites discuss the name, how about it?" ”

When Li Ying'er heard this, she immediately stopped crying, rubbed her swollen eyes with her hands, and then tried to poke her head out of Zheng Wen's arms, and looked at Zheng Wen with a righteous face in disbelief, and then asked with some disbelief: "Your Majesty, is it true?" You can't be deceived into concubines, are you? ”

Then the pear blossom said with rain: "Woo, does Your Majesty know? The concubine was brought up by her father since she was a child, although her father did something wrong, but as a warrior from the North, she can have this grief after death, and the concubine is relieved! ”

As he spoke, he struggled to get up from Zheng Wen's arms, and immediately said, "Your Majesty, you write quickly, and the concubine will help you get the pen!" After speaking, he quickly picked up the pen and handed it to Zheng Wen.

As soon as Zheng Wen saw it, there were 100,000 mud horses whistling in his heart, this woman's mind was like the day in June, she said that she would change, she was crying to death just now, and now it will soon become like this, let Zheng Wen go to reason.

Zheng Wen reluctantly took the pen, was silent for a while, and after Li Ying'er opened the blank holy decree on the table, Zheng Wencai solemnly said to Li Ying'er: "Ying'er, you really think about it, this holy decree, I don't care, you will be called the demon concubine of the country, you have to think about it!" ”

As soon as Li Ying'er heard Zheng Wen's words, she thought that he had repented, so she raised her head, and when she saw Zheng Wen's solemn expression, she knew that she was wrong.

After being silent for a while, she understood the meaning of Zheng Wen's words, so Li Ying'er smiled, with a few tears hanging on her beautiful face, revealing the most beautiful smile Zheng Wen had ever seen in his life!

Li Ying'er smiled and said to Zheng Wen: "Your Majesty, write it, the concubine will not regret it!" My father raised me in this life, so that I can grow up carefree, and it is time to get a little into my daughter's meager strength, may he rest in peace in the spirit of heaven as soon as possible, and may my father go all the way! ”

Zheng Wen listened, and only said: "Very good! He picked up the pen and wrote the holy decree of posthumously sealing Li Yin as the young protector on the blank holy decree, and picked up the "Seal of the Son of Heaven" on the table.

After a long time, Zheng Wencai said: "Ying'er, since this is the case, then I will order Jinyiwei to let your father return to his hometown and be buried in his hometown!" ”

Seeing all this, Li Ying'er listened to Zheng Wen's words, and said, "Then let the concubine dance and thank Your Majesty!" ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Zheng Wen to speak, and in this huge imperial study, he danced in the dim light of the palace lamp of Daming Palace!

Zheng Wen sat on the chair, looked at this dance seriously, watched Li Yinger dance, this dance is beautiful!

After a long time, this Li Ying'er stood on the ground and said loudly: "Your Majesty, why are you so good to me?" ”

When Zheng Wen heard this, he immediately laughed, but he responded loudly: "Ying'er, who let me meet the most right you in the most beautiful years!" ”