The night was melting, the dark sky was dotted with stars, and the bright moonlight poured for thousands of miles, sprinkled all over the land and the entire Chang'an City.

At night, Chang'an Avenue is not as noisy and prosperous as the day, it is silent, and occasionally there are watchmen walking on the road.

Only the sporadic candlelight in the house, through the gaps in the windows, revealed a faint light.

"Drive, drive, drive."

The crisp sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the night.

From afar, there is the sound of porcelain and enamel colliding.

A man dressed in black, riding a horse under his crotch, galloped through the silent and uninhabited street.

The man rode a horse and slowly stopped in a majestic mansion.

Through the bright moonlight, you can clearly see that there is a black gold silk nanmu plaque hanging on the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate of the mansion, on which the dragon and the phoenix dance with four big characters 'Rongle Wangfu'.

Rongle Mansion is in Chang'an City, covering an area of about 60,000 square meters, divided into two parts: mansion and garden, with more than 30 buildings of various types, exquisite layout, extraordinary style.

It can be seen that Yuan Jie's affection for the four princes is by no means comparable to other princes.

"The fourth master, the sixth master, a letter sent by Li Jingzhi, the assassin of Jiangnan." A man in a long robe, holding a letter in his hand, hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.

The fourth prince took the letter in the man's hand, walked to the candlelight, took out the contents, and said with a smile:

"Sixth brother, I just said that I was sleepy, and someone will come to deliver a pillow."

The sixth prince took the letter and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Fourth brother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you must not miss it." ”

"Sixth brother, what do you think those scholars will do when they know the news?" The fourth prince stood in front of the window, opened the night sky outside the window, and said in a low voice.

"Those scholars have long hated the founding father, if they knew that the founding father Chenyi pretended to pass on the holy decree, they would definitely participate in a book ruthlessly, and even if Chen Yi did not die, he would have to shed his skin." The sixth prince stood behind him and said in a low voice.

"Fourth brother, let's ...... like this, and then ...... like this."

In the early morning, when everything was silent, a glimmer of light on the eastern horizon carefully soaked the light blue sky, and a new day gradually moved from afar.

Yuan Jie sat majestically on the dragon chair, looked at the officials standing in the main hall, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, there is something important to do today. ”

"Your Majesty, the second prince came to report yesterday that the two Qincha raised a total of two or six million taels of silver and 200,000 taels of grain, of which 100,000 taels of grain were donated by the Red Star Paper Mill." Prime Minister Feng Zhongye stood below and said loudly.

"Okay, this can be regarded as solving the urgent need of the imperial court." Yuan Jie sat on the golden dragon chair and said sonorously.

"Your Majesty, Weichen has something to say." Jelu Churen stepped forward and stood on the main hall to preach.

"Yelu Aiqing, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Yuan Jie was in a good mood at this time, and said with a happy smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, the second prince and the founding uncle went to the disaster relief, and the contribution was indispensable, but Weichen received a letter from others last night, the founding uncle Chenyi was in Jiangnan, and appointed the dismissed official Feng Yinhui to falsely pass on the holy decree, and the crime was to deceive the king, and he should be immediately removed from his post and investigated, and interrogated in Dali Temple."

Yelu Churen spoke viciously, and there were waves in the hall, and the ministers lowered their heads and whispered.

"The minister seconded the proposal, Chen Yi should be immediately dismissed and investigated, and handed over to Dali Temple for interrogation."

"The minister seconded the proposal."

“……”

More than two dozen officials stood up one after another as if they had discussed it.

Yuan Jie, who was sitting on the dragon chair, stared at the officials kneeling in the main hall, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes flickered.

After listening to Yelu Churen's words, Yuan Jie was furious, his angry face distorted into an angry lion, and his originally gentle face disappeared in an instant. He said that his face changed as soon as he changed, as if it was like a clear sky for thousands of miles, and it was cloudy in an instant.

Looking at the ministers kneeling on the ground, most of them had something to do with the scholars, and they became even more angry. Secret Dao: There are not enough things to achieve and more to lose, and I didn't see you contributing money and efforts during the disaster relief, and I became more and more angry when I thought of this.

"Your Majesty, Chen Yi has bad intentions, and he falsely preached the holy decree in Jiangnan and deceived the king, and his crime should be punished."

"I hope Your Majesty will think twice."

"Your Majesty, Weichen feels that this matter is a little strange, Your Majesty should send someone to escort the founding uncle back to the capital and hand it over to Dali Temple for review." Gu Fengyan, the young secretary of Dali Temple, stood up and said.

"Prince, tell me how to deal with this matter." Looking at Yuan Kaizhi standing beside him, Yuan Jie patted the dragon chair with his hand and said.

"Erchen thinks that the founder of the country falsely preached the holy decree and should be punished according to the crime." Yuan Kaizhi lowered his head and said.

After Yuan Jie listened, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, he thought for a while, and said: "Lord Gu, this matter will be handled by your Dali Temple, and you will send someone to escort the founder back, and when the time comes, the Dali Temple Qing and the Criminal Department Shangshu and Shilang will be tried together with the Imperial History Zhongcheng." ”

"Retreat." Yuan Jie flicked his sleeves and walked out of the side hall.

Gangnam.

"Everyone is refueling, and in a few days, you will all be able to live in a new house." Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, he said with a smile.

This piece of land, which is building new houses for the victims of the disaster, was recovered by Chen Yi from the local squires and landlords.

All the owners of the land that they have recovered are all well-known in the neighborhood, and they rely on their own money, colluding with local dignitaries and nobles, doing all kinds of evil, killing people and setting fires, and doing nothing less, and the local people can only secretly complain bitterly and cry out behind their backs.

There is no way, these landlords and squires are involved with some people in the government, and the government also turns a blind eye and ignores it, and at the beginning of the period, some people ran to the government to shout grievances, but it didn't take long for these people to disappear inexplicably, as if they had evaporated from the world.

Since Chen Yi came to Jiangnan for disaster relief, he made a secret visit and severely punished several landlords and squires, several people have been executed by Chen Yi on the spot, and the rest of these squires and landlords have secretly given Chen Yi a nickname: Living Yama King, but the local people have secretly given Chen Yi a nickname: Living Bodhisattva.

"The founding Bochen Yi took the order."

Looking at the group of unkind officials in front of him, he said in his heart: It seems that the imperial court already knows that it is a blessing or a curse if it is a blessing or a curse.

The people in the vicinity, when they heard the holy decree of the capital, were secretly happy, and they all felt that the emperor wanted to reward the Lord Qincha in front of them.

The people are really happy for Chenyi.

"The minister takes the order." He hurriedly knelt down, and he was also nervous in his heart, what if the emperor Lao'er issued a holy decree to execute him immediately.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor summoned and said: The founding of Bo Chenyi, false transmission of the holy decree, the crime is unforgivable, from now on the removal of the investigation, brought back to the Dali Temple three divisions for trial, Qin this."

"Come on, give the founding uncle, and put shackles."

"Sinner, Command." He lowered his head, his heart was mixed, and he couldn't tell what it felt, but fortunately, Yuan Jie didn't convict himself of the crime of punishing the nine clans, and thought that it seemed that he didn't know what relatives were still in the world besides himself.

"My lord, you must have made a mistake, a good official like Lord Xiang Qincha is hard to find with a lantern."

"That is, you must have wronged Lord Qincha."

"Yes, exactly. ……”

"You want to take Lord Chincha with you, unless you step over us people."

The common people watched Chen Yi being shackled, and rushed over with tools in their hands, surrounding the officials who came to deliver the holy decree.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to rebel?" The officials who passed the decree, who had seen such a common people there, dared to openly disobey the order with the imperial court, and they all pulled out their swords and scolded.

Looking at the people who continued to surround him, his hands holding swords trembled continuously.

The people, regardless of the courage to come over, said secretly: Those who have a name and a heart win the world, this sentence is really true, even if he returns to the capital and is executed, his life is worth it, and he will die without regrets.

"Chen Yi is worthy of the sky, worthy of the earth, and worthy of Your Majesty, your kindness, in the heart, here I beg you not to embarrass the officials, make a way." Looking at the people, he said bitterly.

An old farmer at the front, with the farm tools in his hand still on the ground, looked up at the gloomy sky, and cried out heartbreakingly:

"Oh my God, keep your eyes open."

"God, why did you let the good people die!" The rest of the people also threw their farming tools to the ground and shouted.

“……”

"Your Excellency! You have to live. ”

"Your Excellency, you must come back to visit us." The people wiped their tears and knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

The people slowly gave way to a path, but they still followed from a distance.

"Everyone, you must say goodbye to you for a thousand miles, and we will say goodbye." Looking at the people who followed closely, he said heavily.

The people finally stopped on the shore and watched Chenyi's figure gradually move away.

When he came to the bridge, he stopped, looked at the water of the Weihe River rolling down, and laughed loudly: "Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of his sweat." I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun. ”

The laughter is full of helplessness, full of grief, and even more full of sadness.

"Grandpa, grandpa, will this adult come back to see us?" A little boy of four or five years old asked, pulling his grandfather's hand weakly.

The old man had high cheekbones, gray temples, a dull complexion, and a face full of wrinkles that made his face as rough as tree bark.

The old man stood on the shore, holding his grandson's little hand tightly, looked at the Chincha who was drifting away, and said tremblingly, "My lord, I will definitely come back to visit us." ”

Following closely behind them, they watched as Chen Yi dragged the heavy ankle bracelet step by step, walking forward, and unconsciously reddened their eyes.