Lu Zhan didn't go out again that day.

Princess Jin also heard about Lu Yun sending live pigs and sheep to Lu Zhan, and she sat in front of the window at the next morning, glanced in the direction of Yanzhao Palace from time to time, and pondered for a while from time to time.

Yingniang came over and said: "It's rare for the prince to be in the house, I heard that she is concentrating on writing a sacrifice to the queen, can the princess go to Yanzhao Palace to sit and check the prince?" ”

Princess Jin said: "Hasn't there been any news in the palace recently?" ”

"Nope." Yingniang looked at her and said: "Don't be too nervous, the prince has not been in Dali Temple for a long time, the limelight is so strong, the outside world has already discussed it, if there is something, the emperor has already behaved, will not frequently summon the prince into the palace, let alone return the reward, and let the prince write a sacrifice to the queen." From the perspective of his subordinates, the emperor's love for the prince should come from the heart. ”

"But sincerity is sometimes a double-edged sword. The more you have paid your true feelings, the more you can't stand to be despised. ”

Yingniang didn't say anything.

Princess Jin turned to look at her: "You make arrangements, I will go to Yang's house tomorrow." ”

"Yes."

……

Song Xiang was busy for most of the day, with Su Mu's help, the things that should be taken away were packed, and the house was first asked to Aunt Chen's family to help look at it, and the vegetable garden and fields were also handed over to his tenants, and he took Song Lian to quit school with his husband.

At noon the next day, Su Mu found a few cars and pulled them to the city.

The neighbors in the village came to see him off, Song Xiang said a lot of goodbyes, and Tie Niu's younger brother Tie Zhu asked Su Mu if he didn't come to barbecue? Su Mu simply gave the barbecue stall to Tie Niu, and then taught some barbecue experience by the way-after just a few days of co-authoring, he was still in love!

After the carriage arrived at the ancestral house, Su Mu called someone to unload the car, and all the things were returned to their places directly, and then he returned to the palace to resume his life.

Since May, the weather has been getting hotter and hotter day by day, Song Xiang sweated profusely, asked his mother-in-law to boil water to bathe and change clothes, and when he entered the room, he saw a few extra boxes and silk on the table, and he was very puzzled.

When she came out to catch Song Lian and wash it after washing, she happened to bump into her mother-in-law, Wang Ma, and the queen mother didn't wait for her to ask, but told her that her little brother was watching pigs in the stable in the side yard......

"Where did the pigs come from?"

Song Xiang was really stunned, she had never raised a pig in the countryside, could it be that Zheng Rong had a whim, and after entering the city, she caught a pig and couldn't raise it in the city?

The mother-in-law said: "Not only pigs, but also sheep, which were brought back by my wife yesterday, for some reason." ”

Song Xiang walked to the side yard, and saw that there were several fat and fresh pigs and sheep in the stable that was originally used for tethering horses.

"What do you want?" Song Xiang poked his horn and squatted down next to him.

The pigs probably thought they had something to eat, and they came over with a sigh.

Song Lian hugged Song Xiang's arm: "I've already thought about it, the pork legs are made into ham, the pork ribs are stewed, and the pig's head is made into a preserved pig's head!" Whew, I seem to have smelled the aroma of roasted whole lamb! ”

When the pigs and sheep heard this, they stopped in the pen, and they didn't know who was smacking out the dung.

Song Xiang turned his head and glanced at him, and stood up: "I just knew, it turns out that the roasted whole sheep you want to eat smells of dung and water!" ”

“……”

……

After having lunch at home and sending Song Lian to do his homework, Song Xiang went to the store to find Zheng Rong to inquire about the origin of the pigs and sheep.

Zheng Rong said: "It was sent by Lu Shizi's guards, and there are some rouge silk or something, put it in your room, didn't you see it?" What is King Jing'an's apology, my God, how do you know all the kings and princes, and how can you still apologize? If they hadn't said you know, I wouldn't have taken it! ”

King Jing'an? That's not Lu Yun?

It seems that she really didn't guess wrong, it was Lu Yun staring at Lu Zhan. Song Xiang was relieved, and accepted all these gifts with peace of mind.

However, this time Lu Zhan actually ordered him to send an apology, which is also rare. First, in her previous life, she had never seen him so silent, and secondly, she asked Su Mu to tell him about the purpose of reminding him that Lu Yun was making small moves, not asking him to stand up for her.

But in any case, this thing is also quite refreshing.

……

Lu Zhan finished writing the memorial text, and the next morning, he entered the palace with the case file.

Ten years ago, the emperor has changed to a three-day dynasty, and on weekdays, he is in the imperial study on this side of the imperial palace, and if there is something to do, he will meet in the imperial study room regardless of the time period.

When Lu Zhan arrived at the Imperial Palace, he saw that the peony flowers that the emperor had served with his own hands earlier had been gone, and a circle of lotus flowers had been placed around him, and the green leaves were swaying in the wind, and the vision was a little more cool.

The emperor sat cross-legged on the jade and read the excerpts, and when Lu Zhan entered the door after the report, he was still holding a red pen in his hand. His eyes fell on the case file in Lu Zhan's hand, and he put it down, and looked at him with raised lips until he came closer.

Lu Zhan saluted and presented the case file: "Eighteen years ago, the grandson has already got the case file of Luo Ying's fall from the horse, please take a look at the imperial grandfather." ”

The emperor took it in his hand, picked up the cover, and a smell of old books and ink came to his face. The Emperor's hand landed on the page, his gaze casually sliding over the page, looking no different from a normal flip book.

Lu Zhan waited below, so quiet that it seemed to be non-existent. Time passed breath after breath, and he silently counted the emperor until he turned more than thirty pages, and then heard him close the case file, and then looked at the table and became distracted.

The sun outside the window is getting hot, and the water waves in the lotus pot reflect the dazzling golden light, and when it is thrown into the room, the emperor's face is strangely calm under the golden light, and under such calm, his eyes show a little waves.

Hearing the sound of the tea cup on the imperial case, Lu Zhan said softly: "But what is wrong with the eighteen-year Luo family case?" ”

The emperor snorted, raised his hand and pressed the corner of his forehead: "Eighteen years, I can't remember many things clearly." It is not clear whether it is appropriate or not, and it is impossible to tell in three languages. ”

"Then the emperor's grandfather...... How did you suddenly think about this case? ”

Eighteen years have passed, and he has not been thinking about it, and if he has been thinking about it, he will not wait for today to think of getting the case file. Then something must have triggered his memories of the case.

The Emperor did not answer him, but frowned slightly and looked into the open space outside the door, immersed in his own thoughts.

For another moment, he withdrew his gaze and landed on his face. The waves in his eyes fluttered slightly, like a bottomless lake, and then he looked down, saw the fold in his hand, and asked, "What is that?" ”

"It's a memorial written by a grandson to the emperor's grandmother on the day. The grandson had already written it, and some places were still uncertain, so he brought it into the palace to ask the imperial grandfather for instructions. ”

Lu Zhan hurriedly presented the memorial text.