The heavy rain poured, the thunder was deafening, this spring rain came quickly and quickly, washing the red wall and green tiles, the bell chime was solemn, the Taiji Hall was as quiet as a rock, and above the Huatang, the ninety-five respected was half leaning on the throne that the world envied, with an impatient face.

Yesterday, Yongzhou 800 miles of fast horse urgently, the city locust plague just came to the flood again, now starvation is all over the wilderness, everywhere mourning, and the Yongzhou prefect did not report, saw that he could not hide it, the family fled, was caught on the spot by the city guard.

It was because the prefect had taken all the money allocated by the imperial court to repair the dam and relieve the locust plague.

"What is the best plan for Zhong Aiqing?"

The door of the palace was wide open, the wind blew everything hesitantly, Emperor Wei Longyan was slightly haggard in the candlelight, how majestic the battlefield was back then, and now it has been born.

"Erchen thinks that he should send people to the disaster relief as soon as possible to reassure the people." His Royal Highness bowed his head and broke the silence, it was Emperor Wei's second son, Wei Jingyun.

"Who do you think should be sent?" Emperor Wei pressed his eyebrows, and he was already tired.

He was originally a rough man from a military general, he didn't know much about politics, he was a country that he had won on a war horse, secretly moved Ziwei, and secretly changed the world.

Wei Jingyun got up and folded his sleeves, made a deferential appearance, and glanced at the people around him: "Erchen privately thinks that the fourth brother is the most suitable candidate. ”

The crows crowed, the palace was silent, and the courtiers below secretly exchanged glances.

Who doesn't know that the fourth prince Wei Jingqi is different from other brothers who followed Emperor Wei to love martial arts, he prefers to be elegant, natural in style, once famous in the world with a book and essays, his body and bones are weakened, and he rarely participates in court affairs.

Wei Jingqi's face was unwavering, he took a step forward and knelt down, his voice was extremely slow, and he was still gentle: "The people are suffering, and the sons should be the first to rush forward, but the father and the emperor know that the sons and daughters have been weak since childhood......"

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Wei waved his hand to interrupt Wei Jingqi, very irritable: "That's it." ”

Wei Jingyun, who was watching the play on the side, lowered his eyes to hide the sneer.

"Your Majesty, the matter of sending the ministers can be discussed for the time being, the criminal ministers have been escorted to the capital, I don't know what the emperor has done?" Prime Minister Shen Cheng, who was standing under the court and was already in the age of knowing his fate, asked in a deep voice.

Emperor Wei pressed his big palm on the chair, and finally glanced at the person who had never said a word, he took a moment to ask, "What is Shen Aiqing's opinion?" ”

Prime Minister Shen straightened his waist, neither humble nor arrogant, and looked sideways: "The prefect should be punished according to the law, and this matter should be handed over to the soldiers. ”

The old customs of the Yan Dynasty, whoever marries, should not see blood within the month, his father-in-law is really fair.

Emperor Wei then looked over, although it was a question, his tone was very rampant: "Can Meng Qing accept the order?" ”

There was a thunderstorm, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Meng Jinghuai's eyelashes moved slightly, his black hair was tied up with a jade crown, his eyebrows were heroic, and he took a step on the Xuanqi, his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes contained a thousand autumns and a thousand moons: "The last general will take the order." ”

Luan drove again, the wind and clouds returned to the Manchu Dynasty, and Emperor Wei only called Shen Xiang to stay, and then announced the next dynasty.

The dark clouds had already surrounded the Sihe City, and all the ministers had raised paper umbrellas and dispersed, only Meng Jinghuai walked alone under the court, walking towards the criminal division on the other side.

The rain from the skylight of the criminal division room flowed along the wall, and the cold wind poured straight into Meng Jinghuai's mouth with an iron smell, and the long eyelashes were quickly condensed dew, which was very cold, and it was cold from the bones.

Walking straight to the deepest part, it was his soldiers who guarded the prison, and when he saw Meng Jinghuai coming, he respectfully opened the big lock, and when he saw that the prefect was covered with red marks, half paralyzed on the ground, thinking that he had been tortured.

The prefect's whole body was weak, his face and lips were pale, and in some places he had even cracked, and his forehead was already densely covered with cold sweat because of pain or cold wind.

Meng Jinghuai glanced at it, and the soldier would go out and lock the door and stay there.

"Greedy for disaster relief food, stealing silver for dam construction, Zhao Governor's Mansion is so majestic." Meng Jinghuai took a step forward, his eyes were cold as if ten thousand swords were shooting out, he looked down at the paralyzed Zhao Governor's Mansion, and there was a rare smile on his lips, and the smile made people's hearts cold.

Governor Zhao forcibly held his hands and hid back, kneeling at his feet, his eyes full of horror: "Meng ...... General Meng spares his life! ”

Who in the world doesn't know that Major General Meng dared to dismount alone at a young age, and took the head of the enemy general with one move.

"The people of Yongzhou are displaced and starving, and you enjoy the flesh and blood of the people-" Meng Jinghuai raised his foot and kicked violently, the impact of the bone against the wall was violent, but the soldiers outside the door did not move at all.

His voice rang out, his eyes were scarlet, and his anger was all vented, "Damn! ”

Governor Zhao coughed out a mouthful of blood weakly, his eyes were already split, he swallowed a mouthful of blood foam with difficulty, and muttered:

"General......

Meng Jinghuai pulled out the torture knife on the side, and with a clatter, the knife trembled, and slashed along the neckline of Zhao Zhifu to his neck, his eyes were about to cut his bones, his knuckles were white, and he didn't hesitate at all.

"Thou, atone for your sins."

There was only a wail, and a little bit of filth dripped on the grass, mud and pickled intertwined, stained with a crimson color.

There was silence everywhere in the criminal division, and when the time came, Meng Jinghuai put the sword into the sheath, and there was no trace on his body, and his anger faded, and he returned to his cold appearance.

"Clean up."

Out of the torture room, Meng Jinghuai whispered to the soldier, and the soldier took the order and went inside to clean up with disdain.

Meng Jinghuai went out steadily, and when he reached the gate, he saw that the stubborn clouds in the sky had been removed, and the raindrops fell along the eaves of the palace and hit the palms, which was cool to the bones.

The palace corridor bends nine times and eighteen bends, he went to recover his life and came out again, it was not time, Meng Jinghuai walked out of the palace along the palace corridor, but stopped at a corner and down the steps.

“…… The last general will see the Four Princes. Meng Jinghuai's throat rolled, his body moved slightly, and he arched his hand.

The mottled shadows reflected on the steps are like a lonely leaf, and Wei Jingqi's temples and eyelashes are covered with water droplets, almost being swallowed by the dry wind.

He looked directly at the person in front of him, and only after half a sound did he speak: "Major General Meng is exempt." ”

Meng Jinghuai straightened his waist and looked back, and the two were speechless for a while.

"I wonder what happened to the four princes?"

Of course, Meng Jinghuai would not be stupid enough to think that this was a chance encounter, above the early dynasty, Shen Xiang was actually relieving Wei Jingqi from the siege.

"Major General Meng's newlywed is unlucky," Wei Jingqi coughed lightly, he was really thinly dressed, "But those who want to come to the battlefield don't care about these." ”

"It's just the old way." Meng Jinghuai's fist shrunk.

Wei Jingqi chuckled lightly and bit his voice carefully: "Yes, it's just the old one." ”

In his hand, he held a folding fan made of Wenzhu for the bone ink jade, and the eyebrows of the curtain and wine made the peach blossoms lose three points of color, and the huddled raccoon women whispered his warmth.

"If the four princes are fine, then it's time to go home," Meng Jinghuai saluted, removing the disdain and impatience in his eyes, and then raised his eyes with a helpless look, "I have a wife at home, forgive me." ”

At the moment when he lowered his eyes, Wei Jingqi hid the stunned look in his eyes and turned sideways to make way: "Then it won't hinder the major general." ”

Meng Jing saluted, and when he passed sideways, he only heard the man whisper the next sentence.

"Ask Zhihe'an."

He didn't stop, but in the back that no one saw, the gloom crawled all over his brows.

"I have a heart."