Yu Zhiwei sat under the lamp and closed his eyes to recuperate, wearing only a tooth-white stand-up collar placket with pipa sleeves and short jackets, which is the kind of material that is comfortable to look at, a plum-colored placket with a collar on the outside, a few broken bayberry branches on the white collar, and a Yang concubine-colored makeup horse-faced skirt with a phoenix wearing a peony on the bottom. There was a quilt on his head, which was a very homely dress, and even a little like a girl in the boudoir, which made the sting slightly trance-like, resulting in a kind of lantern pavilion that was not in the Kunning Palace in the Forbidden City, but in the Lamp Pavilion in the Prince's Mansion in the capital.

It's late now, the lights in Kunning Palace are still lit up, and the cases are piling up, Yu Zhiwei can't take a break to rest, so he can only rest for a while.

He scalded her with a handkerchief and tried to put it on her eyes. Leng Changqiu was studying ink on the side, helping Yu Zhiwei to approve the folds, he knew that Yu Zhiwei had stayed up late for a long time and had eye pain, so he tried his best to help Yu Zhiwei share some of it.

"Changqiu." Yu Zhiwei leaned on the back of the chair on her back, waiting for the sting to put a handkerchief on her, the handkerchief was too hot, Yu Zhiwei snorted, "Eh, hot, let it dry for a while and then put it on." This makes my eyes not fit properly, and my eyelids burn me, so it's not worth the loss. ”

Surprised: "Cheng, the slave maid will dry the mother for a while." ”

Leng Changqiu didn't dare to be so presumptuous in front of Yu Zhiwei like the stunned girl, and waited for the stunned girl to finish speaking before he spoke: "Niangniang just called the slave maid, do you have any instructions?" ”

"Oh yes." Yu Zhiwei had just been scalded, and he almost forgot what to say to Leng Changqiu, but he reminded him like this before he remembered, "That...... Do you think, Sun Hefeng is wronged this time? ”

This is a bit skillful, Sun Hefeng is absolutely responsible for it this time, but how much responsibility he has to bear remains to be considered.

"Back to my mother's words." Leng Changqiu put down the pen in his hand, bowed to Yu Zhiwei and said, "Master Sun was reminded by his mother and did not immediately take countermeasures, it is indeed his fault, either because he is not capable enough, or he did not take Niangniang's words to heart." However, it is more likely to be the latter, coupled with his own laziness, which made him fail to realize the problems in Zhejiang and Fujian early, which made the problem worse, and finally broke out, allowing the Zhejiang Army and the Fujian Army to join the same stream with the Japanese Invaders. But ......"

When he said this, he subconsciously wanted to look at Yu Zhiwei's face, but Yu Zhiwei had already put a veil on his eyes at this time, and he couldn't see it, so he had to turn his eyes back and continue to speak: "However, if it is said that Lord Sun is the culprit who forced the rebellion against Zhejiang and Fujian, the slave maid thinks that it is not true. "Leng Changqiu is in his early twenties, but according to the aesthetics of the Empress Dowager Lin, he looks like a young man, and when he gets serious, he really scolds Fang Xuan's youthful romance, "Master Sun is not stupid, he is just timid and afraid." And timidity, to put it nicely, is prudence. Niangniang arranged for him to draw up a charter for the matter of the Japanese as soon as possible, and he would delay it again and again because he was too cautious, for fear that the parties would not be well coordinated, and whose share of the pie would be moved; But if it is put on the greed for silver, he will also do it without leakage because of prudence. There are many ways to eat silver and want the Zhejiang army and the Fujian army to fight, and the price of Daheng grain is already cheap, so why should he replace such cheap grain with moldy ones? Not only did he make this move, but didn't he know that it would make the soldiers resentful? Therefore, the slave maid thought that Master Sun would not be greedy for ink, and even if he was greedy for ink, he would never dare to be greedy for the military salaries and rations of the anti-Japanese people in Zhejiang and Fujian, which was very different from his usual style of acting, and he must have been framed. ”

"Well said!" Yu Zhiwei sat up from the back of the chair suddenly, almost shook off the handkerchief on his face, and hurriedly went to pick it up.

Yu Zhiwei finally opened his eyes and glanced at Leng Changqiu with great approval: "The hero sees the same thing. ”

Leng Changqiu looked at Yu Zhiwei, and the roots of his ears turned red.

In the past, only people scolded him, saying that he was "a slave who served slaves" and that he would always be trampled under his feet. No one has ever praised him, and no one will use the word "hero" to describe him.

Leng Changqiu is usually as his name, the whole person is cold, and he ruined his good skin with his chest hunched back, but he didn't expect to be so shy and shy when he was praised by others.

Yu Zhiwei didn't pay attention to Leng Changqiu's expression, after all, he kept his head down for a long time, it was difficult for people to figure out what kind of expression he was, after a long time, no one would pay attention to it at all.

"I didn't cultivate you in vain." Yu Zhiwei continued to smile at Leng Changqiu, and the two little tiger teeth were exposed, pretty, "Good young man." ”

Leng Changqiu was shy, and hurriedly humbled for a moment: "Niangniang praises it, the slave can't afford it." ”

Yu Zhiwei thought he was ordinary and modest, and said to himself: "So, it's a pity." ”

"Huh?" The stunned sting rewrung out the handkerchief, and was about to hand it over to the little palace people below to take to dry, "Where is the pity of the cold little father-in-law?" ”

Yu Zhiwei flexed his middle finger and knocked on the stunned head: "I mean it's a pity for me, don't scare your little father-in-law." ”

Stunned rubbed his head.

"Sun Hefeng's matter, I always feel that there is a big problem behind it, if he dies unjustly in Dongchang now, then the truth will never be revealed. Not only did we lose a military secretary, but we also completely let the new faction fall behind and ruined our reputation. Yu Zhiwei stretched out his index finger and pointed at the small mole on his chin and sighed. I still have to rescue Sun Hefeng, and I have to exchange the freedom of the Queen Mother for Sun Hefeng's life. It's a pity that my layout, and it's a pity that we have a blue sky, why didn't I poison this old witch earlier, otherwise where did this file come from. ”

Yu Zhiwei muttered there, listening in amazement, but Leng Changqiu sighed after Yu Zhiwei.

yes, it's a pity.

But sometimes, it's so coincidental that you don't even know who's behind it.

Yu Zhiwei took a step back, exchanging Empress Dowager Lin's freedom for Sun Hefeng's life, she squinted her eyes slightly, and ordered: "Tomorrow and Bikong will say that the people around Cining Palace can be withdrawn." But I'll take such a step back, since this Empress Dowager Lin hasn't reached out to the court like this, then I have to tell her that she can't interfere in the affairs of the court in the future. ”

Yu Zhiwei now has the right to approve red, although the forces are not yet on par with the Empress Dowager Qiu Anren Lin and can face to face, but at least he has the capital to negotiate conditions with others.

The flowers are gradually becoming charming, all parties are falling, the chess game has been completed, and all the pushers are looming behind the fog.