Chapter 125

Rescuing the King (Part I)

"Miss Song, the matter of the soldier is not trivial, and the emperor has no choice, he has repeatedly told you not to reveal your identity, but you ......"

Jing Yan said slowly, raising his eyes to look at Song Li from time to time.

"Is that relationship my fault?"

Song Li snorted lightly, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

Seeing this, Jing Yan hurriedly closed his mouth, for fear that continuing to talk would make Song Li angry.

"I don't need you to urge me to go back to Beijing, I will naturally go back when it's time to go back."

Seeing that Jing Yan was not talking, Song Li was not good at what to say, and returned the topic to the matter of returning to Beijing again.

Jing Yan glanced at her hesitantly and nodded compromisedly.

"As for me and Chu Rong, that's my business with him."

"Miss Song, you must know that the emperor will not agree to you being together."

Seeing Song Li mention the matter with Chu Rong, Jing Yan was silent for a moment and said slowly.

Song Li suddenly laughed, she shook her head, and looked at Jing Yan funny, "When did my matter with Chu Rong have anything to do with the emperor, he is neither my father nor my mother, what does it have to do with him?" ”

Having said that, Song Li still knows very well in his heart that in this era of monarchs and ministers, everything is decided by the monarch, but she Song Li is not at the mercy of others.

What if Emperor Tianxuan doesn't agree? She is still young, and she can survive him, and when he dies, all problems will not be a problem.

"Don't worry about me, worry more about yourself!"

Song Li was too lazy to talk nonsense with Jing Yan, and quickly said in disgust.

Jing Yan looked at Song Li deeply and nodded.

Song Li went back to the room and took a nap, and when he woke up, it was already evening.

She went to see the situation outside the city with Chu Rong, Song Huaijin, and Chu Tianfeng.

Many villages outside the city have been almost repaired, and the villagers are even more enthusiastic when they see a few people, which makes Song Li a little unbearable.

Back in the city, several people went directly to Zhao's mansion.

Song Li and Zhao Qingyang teased Chen Ayu in the courtyard, and the men talked about things in the study, originally Song Li also wanted to hear what they had to say, but Chu Rong insisted on not wanting her to be involved in the affairs of the court and politics and turned her away.

Because she didn't bring a maid on this trip, Chen Ayu was handed over by Jing Yan to Mrs. Zhao's family to take care of, and she hadn't seen Chen Ayu for ten days and half a month.

Mrs. Zhao loves children very much, so Chen Ayu is taken care of very well, not as skinny as she was at the beginning, and she is fat twice, and she looks very energetic.

"My mother likes Chen Ayu very much."

Zhao Qingyang lowered his head and embroidered a handkerchief under the tree, thinking of his mother's attitude towards Chen Ayu, he couldn't help but say.

"It can be seen from Ah Yu's current physique."

Song Li smiled and picked up Chen Ayu and shook it in his hand.

Thinking of what his mother had said about wanting to keep Chen Ayu as her daughter, Zhao Qingyang looked up at Song Li, and his expression was a little strange. I don't know if Song Li will agree.

Feeling Zhao Qingyang's eyes, Song Li looked at her slightly sideways and asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing." Zhao Qingyang quickly put away the different colors and smiled lightly, and continued the work at hand, "My mother said before that she wanted to accept Chen Ayu as her daughter, but I was afraid that you would be reluctant to keep people. ”

She said and glanced at Song Li quietly.

Song Li heard the tentative meaning in Zhao Qingyang's words, she smiled, and held Chen Ayu's hand tightly.

"This idea is okay, but I want to take Chen Ayu as an apprentice, I'm afraid I will disappoint my wife."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyang nodded slowly, and couldn't help but look at Chen Ayu a few more times.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ayu was so lucky, and he was actually hit by Song Li.

In fact, Song Li is still selfish, she has long thought of accepting an apprentice to teach him what she has learned, but face-to-face divination is different from reading and literacy, it takes a long time to learn, understand and practice, only by her side can she teach hand-in-hand, if there is something wrong, she can correct it in time.

But normal people who are willing to let their children leave home to learn these things from her.

Chen Ayu's parents died without these concerns.

"What are you embroidering?" Song Li came to Zhao Qingyang, looked at the peach blossoms that had been half embroidered, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "It's beautiful!" It's better than my girl's embroidery. ”

Zhao Qingyang's face suddenly became a little proud, she raised her chin and glanced at Song Li proudly, and said proudly: "Do you like it?" If you like it, embroider it and give you two pieces! ”

"I like it!"

Song Li nodded quickly, don't want money in vain!

The two talked and laughed, and it wasn't until it was completely dark that a few people in the study slowly pushed the door out.

And Zhao Qingyang has also embroidered three handkerchiefs.

Song Li held a handkerchief, and his smiling eyes narrowed into a slit.

"What's so happy?"

Chu Rong walked to Song Li's side at some point, and he looked at Song Li, who was smiling from ear to ear, and his face was also dyed with a little smile.

Song Li ignored Chu Rong, put the handkerchief into his arms with a smile, and patted it smoothly for fear of falling out.

"A few handkerchiefs will make you happy."

Looking at Song Li's exaggerated appearance, Zhao Qingyang couldn't help but pout.

"Free stuff is always being asked for money, you don't understand!"

Song Li glanced at Zhao Qingyang with a look that you didn't understand, and said disdainfully.

"Miss Song, is there still a shortage of money for such a big family property as the Guogong Mansion?"

Zhao Qingyang said disgustedly, and then glanced at Song Huaijin secretly.

"It's not a question of money or not, the problem is to save, then you can't not save because you have money at home, besides, it's my father's money and it's not mine, so you naturally have to save, you haven't been hungry, you'll know when you're hungry twice!"

Song Li ignored the disgust on Zhao Qingyang's face, said righteously, and raised her hand to pat her chest again.

Looking at Song Li, who looked like a miser, Chu Tianfeng and Song Huaijin immediately laughed.

Zhao Fuyin's face also showed a little relief.

Chu Tianfeng laughed happily, and patted Song Huaijin on the shoulder again and again and raised his voice: "When Li'er was on the mountain, didn't you help her to go hungry with Qingxu Dao Chang, I can't say this if I haven't been hungry for ten days and half a month." ”

Listening to Chu Tianfeng's quipping words, Song Li's eyes quickly darkened.

She didn't enter the orphanage in her last life, and she didn't come hungry before she met the master, which caused her to faint later when she met the master because of malnutrition and learning the Tao.

She couldn't remember the feeling of being hungry, but the habit of saving was deeply imprinted in her blood and bones.

Seeing Song Li's gloomy expression, as if he had thought of something unhappy, Chu Tianfeng smiled tightly, glanced at Song Huaijin in disbelief, ate and said, "You won't be really hungry, right?" ”

Song Huaijin also smiled slightly, and looked at Song Li with dark eyes.

"That's not nonsense, wouldn't you say that if you're not hungry?"

Seeing everyone looking at her together, she quickly swept away the depression in her heart and joked with a smile.

"Miss Song is different from others."

Zhao Fuyin smiled and said slowly, his eyes full of appreciation.

"No, no, my lord has won the prize!"

Song Li was praised by Zhao Fuyin a little fluttering, she hurriedly said modestly.

Chu Rong raised his hand and flicked Song Li's head, and shook his head amusedly.

Song Li glanced at Chu Rong a few times, pursed his mouth slightly and made a dissatisfied, "Why are you playing me!" ”

"It's fun."

Chu Rong said with a light smile.

Song Li put Chen Ayu on the ground and threw himself directly towards Chu Rong, constantly raising his hand to hit Chu Rong's head, but he dodged it.

Looking at the two of them who were fighting together regardless of others, Song Huaijin Lianshan showed deep worry.

Chu Tianfeng raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, he smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Fu Yin proposed to invite a few people to dinner, and several people did not shirk it, and soon left Zhao Mansion together.

Chu Rong, Chu Tianfeng, Song Huaijin, Zhao Fuyin, and a few people have been talking about disaster relief, Song Li couldn't interject, so he could only follow Zhao Qingyang in boredom and look left and right on the street.

Several people came to a restaurant and entered the box.

Song Li climbed in front of the window and looked at the scenery outside the window, and the conversation of several people behind him also shifted from disaster relief to King Pingyang.

I only heard Chu Tianfeng say: "I have sent someone to Beijing for all the evidence of Uncle Wang's crimes presented by Lord Zhao, it is not easy for Lord Zhao to search for Uncle Wang's crimes after so many years of dormancy, thank you for your hard work!" ”

"Where is Your Highness, this is what Wei Shen should do, and where is the hard work!" Zhao Fuyin shook his head with a smile, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, thinking of his best friend Lord Wang, who was still in the prison of Pingyang Palace, he hurriedly said: "Lord Wang loves the people like a son and is upright, just because he knew the secret of King Pingyang, he was imprisoned and charged with leaving his post without permission, His Royal Highness wants to uphold justice for Lord Wang!" ”

When Chu Tianfeng heard this, his expression was slightly condensed, and his mind quickly searched for the person Zhao Fuyin said, and then his eyes tightened and he said, "Are you talking about Lord Wangcheng?" ”

Seeing that Chu Tianfeng remembered, Zhao Fuyin hurriedly nodded and replied yes.

Chu Tianfeng nodded, "I have heard my father say this, but I didn't expect it to be like this. He said slowly, casting a firm look at Zhao Fuyin, "Don't worry, I will definitely rescue Lord Wang and give him justice!" ”

When Zhao Fuyin heard this, he suddenly burst into tears, he hurriedly got up, knelt down in his official robe, and solemnly gave Chu Tian a big gift.

"Wechen hereby thanked His Highness!"

"This is what this palace should do, Lord Zhao, hurry up!"

Chu Tianfeng hurriedly got up and pulled Zhao Fuyin up.

Zhao Fuyin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and exhaled heavily, "I have been investigating the place where Lord Wang was imprisoned all these years, but to no avail......"

Chu Tianfeng glanced at Song Huaijin, and then looked at Chu Rong.

"Don't worry, Lord Zhao, we will find Lord Wang as soon as possible."

Chu Rong said, and Zhao Fuyin nodded.

Song Li was lying in front of the window, but his attention was always on their side.

"Are you sure that Lord Wang is still alive?"

She spoke suddenly, and the atmosphere instantly sank to the extreme.

Zhao Fuyin opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

It has been four or five years since Lord Wang disappeared, and whether he lived or died is still an unsolved mystery.

He only knew that he was imprisoned, but it was not impossible to ensure that the king of Pingyang would kill people and kill people.

"Is there anything that Lord Wang used?"

Seeing Zhao Fuyin's eyes dimming inch by inch, Song Li suddenly felt a little unbearable.

Zhao Fuyin is a person who values love and righteousness, and he is still a rare good official, she really can't bear to see him show such a decadent look.

"Yes, I'll let someone ask Steward Wang!"

Zhao Fuyin nodded and said quickly.

"Okay."

Song Li replied and summoned Ling Qiu, who had been following her.

"Now you go back to the restaurant and bring the golden compass from my baggage."

Seeing that Song Li wanted a compass, Chu Rong and Song Huaijin immediately understood what she meant.

Although Zhao Fuyin didn't know what Song Li wanted to do, he still hurriedly asked his subordinates to find Lord Wang's former butler.

"Lord Zhao, after such a long time, you still don't have too much hope."

Song Li glanced at Zhao Fuyin and said lightly.

Zhao Fuyin took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

After a while, the subordinates of the Zhao Mansion came to the restaurant with Lord Wang's former butler.

Ling Qiu also went and returned, and handed the compass into her hands.

"Lord Zhao!"

Steward Wang saluted Zhao Mansion Yin respectfully clasping his hands, and his wrinkled face was full of vicissitudes.

Zhao Fuyin introduced the people in the box to Steward Wang, and saw that Steward Wang's dim eyes suddenly lit up.

He knelt down in front of Chu Tianfeng and Chu Rong with a puff, and said silently: "His Royal Highness the Prince, Chu Shizi, the little one is finally waiting for you, you can save my master!" ”

Seeing a man who was nearly fifty years old kneeling on the ground and crying silently, several people were a little depressed in their hearts.