Yong Dexi Gong Jiangshan died (11)

The palace chief jue was walking with a cone cap on the road, and the front was the Dingwang Mansion, and the palace chief subconsciously walked the alley and wanted to enter through the corner gate.

Comb Yan pulled the palace chief's trick,

"Miss, where are you going?"

The palace chief was dragged before she reacted, and now she has gone home and does not live in the Dingwang Mansion.

The palace chief was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, but fortunately he couldn't see it because of the cone hat.

"Let's go."

Comb answered, and suddenly stopped.

Gong Changjue looked ahead, and Chu Ranxuan was standing not far away.

Comb said busily,

"Miss, Comb suddenly has some stomach pain, so I won't accompany Miss, Miss, go back by yourself."

Comb's speech was extremely fast, and she didn't give Gong Changjue a chance to refute, so she ran away after speaking.

Palace Chief Jue sighed secretly, took off his cone hat, and looked at Chu Ranxuan.

The warm sunlight shone on people, the slight coolness brought by the early morning dissipated, and the thin summer shirt soaked in warmth and sunshine.

The brilliant colors of the sun are sprinkled on the earth, the leaves and flowers are shining, the bright colors are not fine, and the whole area is shrouded in a majestic atmosphere.

On the azure sky hung large white clouds, incomparably huge, distinctly distinct, and those white clouds were like marionettes in arrays, floating away smoothly.

Gentle and bright, the breeze is silent, time seems to slow down, and the shadow of the hands on the sundial seems to have stopped.

Chu Ranxuan said softly,

"Long Jue, come here."

Gong Changjue ran over, and Chu Ranxuan grabbed her and took her into his arms.

The light white sandalwood on Chu Ran's body seemed to be distinct from the sun, with a light coldness, if there was nothing, it coldly drilled into people's noses, but pounced on her all over her body.

The alleys have never been hidden, and only people from the Dingwang Mansion occasionally enter and exit will be walked by, and now is not the time to buy, the alleys are empty.

Time seems to stand still, and the flowing light is scattered in the quiet alleys, peaceful and leisurely.

The warm sunlight is a little light, fluttering over the alleys, the blue bricks and high eaves glazed tiles, and the small flowers growing randomly on the roadside swaying in the summer breeze.

Neither of them spoke, but stood quietly for a long time.

The palace chief leaned on Chu Ranxuan,

"You know someone saw it, why didn't you warn me?"

Chu Ran said,

"Are you angry?"

Gong Changjue raised his head, held Chu Ranxuan's face with his hand, and said with a smile,

"I was a little angry, but when I saw your face, I was reluctant to be angry with you."

Chu Ran said,

"It turns out that one day I have to be glad that my parents gave me such a look."

The palace chief said,

"Then you'll have to protect this face."

Chu Ranxin didn't tease her, meekly hummed softly, and said,

"What are you doing in Seongnam?"

The palace chief said,

"There are really too many homeless people in the south of the city, and when I first went to see it, it was far more desolate than now, and I heard that it was Guan Wu who forgot to send food and silver."

Chu Ran said,

"What are you going to do?"

Gong Changjue raised his eyes to look at him.

A carriage stopped in front of the princess's mansion, and a handsome young man pulled the curtain with a fan and drove straight into the princess's mansion.

"It's really immoral, men often come in and out before they get married, how many times has it been this month?"

The other whispered,

"What's more, she's not a princess."

"That one thing on the lips and one thing behind the back, saying that he has been demoted to a concubine and severely punished, but now he has given the princess's mansion, isn't this still recognizing her status as a princess?"

"When I heard the person himself say that everything is based on the overall situation, I really believed it."

"After believing it for so many years, I thought it was credible, but recently I heard that King Ding is related to what happened to the palace family."

"What do you say?"

"Back then, King Ding was wiped out overnight, and not long ago, the palace family was suddenly demoted to a concubine overnight, and the similarity is——"

The eyes of the person next to him rolled, and he suddenly understood, and argued,

"They were all holding tiger talismans at the time!"

"Yes!"

"No, what happened to the Dingwang clan back then was just an accident."

"How can there be such an accident? What is the purpose of not seeking wealth and not forcing the king to do things? ”

"What if it's an enemy seeking revenge?"

"What kind of enemy is seeking revenge so that the Dingwang Mansion of countless masters in the palace is powerless to parry and be wiped out? In the whole world, who can have this ability? ”

"Do you mean that, like the Gong family, the person behind this manipulation is...... That one, right? ”

Prime Minister's house.

Prime Minister Shen pushed a knife in front of Guan Wuwang.

Guan Wu forgot to pick it up.

Prime Minister Shen Chengdao,

"What Chu Shizi wants is this knife."

Guan Wuwu flicked the blade of the knife and said casually,

"That is, it is a little sharper, a little thinner, such a mediocre knife is also worth Chu Ranxing's so much effort?"

Prime Minister Shen Chengdao,

"This knife is ordinary, but it's no ordinary knife."

Guan Wuwu put down the knife casually and rested it on the table,

"How?"

Prime Minister Shen Chengdao,

"Lord Guan, please look at the handle of the knife."

Guan Wuwu flicked the knife, and at the interface between the handle and the blade, a totem was revealed.

A pattern that looks like a fish and a cloud appears in front of you.

On the long street, a line of people wearing linen and filial piety walked by, the suona gong sounded all the way, and the mourning music was played all the way.

The young man who took the lead held a tablet, and the people who followed held high a flag painted with a crimson totem, which at first glance looked like a fish, but when you look closely, it looks like a flowing cloud fluttering arbitrarily in the sky.

The young man holding the tablet cried profusely, walked slowly, and did not reach out to wipe the tears when they reached the placket of his clothes.

The group was mighty, and the eight people behind them carried the coffin and walked slowly on the long street, sprinkling paper money all the way, and the people along the way were busy avoiding it.

When an officer or soldier came, he stopped the young man headed by him with a sword.

"Huh! Stop it! ”

The young man's tears fell on the tablet, he reached out and wiped the tears from his face, choked and roared,

"What are you doing, do you even have to stop the funeral!"

Officers and soldiers,

"It's not that you can't be buried, it's that the body in your coffin can't be buried."

The boy's voice still carries the child's child's voice, but it tears his throat,

"Why!"

Officers and soldiers,

"In your coffin, there are rebellious ministers and thieves who plague all the people, and those who die are the ones who deserve to die, can you send them?"

The officers and soldiers stepped forward and knocked on the coffin,

"Put it all down!"

The strong man who carried the coffin looked at each other, and hurriedly put the coffin down, and the young man looked hideous and rushed forward.

At the moment when the corner of the coffin was about to land, the young man's hand fell under the coffin, separating the corner of the coffin from the ground.

The young man glared viciously at the strong man carrying the coffin and shouted,

"The coffin can't fall to the ground!"

The eyes were blood-red, saliva was flying, and the delicate face was hideous.

The young man glared at the official and scolded,

"My father is loyal to the country, and his achievements from the dragon are indispensable, why do you say that he is a chaotic minister and thief, and why do you say that he is a scourge to the people!"

The green tendons on the young man's neck flare up, and the suppressed hand is holding the coffin tightly.

But the officers and soldiers knocked on the coffin with sticks,

"Put it all down! If you don't put it down, grab it right away. ”

A few strong men who were still carrying the coffin hurriedly put down the stick with hemp rope hanging on it, and the sound of the stick falling to the ground was like a life talisman, and the young man's eyes were red and bloodthirsty.

A pair of hands were crushed under the coffin, but he still gritted his teeth to lift the coffin.

"If you kill Zhongliang, you will not die a good death!"

Officers and soldiers stood in the street, looking at the teenagers,

"I don't know if we won't have to die well, anyway, your father won't have to die well, leave quickly, don't go out of the market again, be buried, and pull it out in the middle of the night when there is no one."

The young man's eyes were cracked, and his hands were bruised.

The flag was still flying, and the officers and soldiers took it down.

"What are these things, if I see them on the street once in the future, I will definitely arrest you once."

The flag was thrown to the ground, and the boy's eyes widened, and tears fell from his blood-red eyes.

The flag was trampled on the ground, and the people all over the street avoided it, whispering,

"This kid is Lang Zhongling's son."

"Be careful! It's not Lang Zhongling's order now. It's a criminal minister, and you can't talk nonsense. ”

"What's on that flag?"

"That's the totem of the Lang Zhongling clan, I heard that it's the wang clan of Yingzhou."

"It's pitiful, Lang Zhongling did something wrong, but he wanted a child to suffer."

"Who knows if that charge is true or false? Can the current imperial court still be credible as it was at the beginning? ”

"That's right, it's just Chrysostom, no matter what, it's a sinner."

"Pity this kid after all."

The boy gritted his teeth, fell to his knees, and carried the coffin with all his might, and the eyes of the people in the long street fell on the thin young man, either pity or excitement.

Prime Minister's Mansion,

Prime Minister Shen Chengdao,

"Thank you, Lord Guan, for letting me get what I wanted."

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"I didn't dare to ask for credit, it was Chu Shizi who secretly exchanged the wine that the queen mother drank, which made the mother escape from death."

Prime Minister Shen pushed the knife on the table in the direction of Guan Wuwu for another point,

"In this case, this knife will be handed over to Chu Shizi by Lord Guan."

Guan Wuwu took a sip of tea and said,

"That's how it should be."

Guan Wuwu put down the cup, picked up the knife, got up and pushed the door to leave.

In the Dingwang Mansion,

The palace chief said,

"A few days after coming back, Emperor Yuan has summoned you and me several times, probably he also knows that now the court is not trusted by the people, and so is he, even if these twists and turns are made clear, so capricious, the people can hardly believe him anymore. I want to win a good impression among the people through my compassion and concern for you and me. ”

Chu Ranxing didn't raise his eyes, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, and said,

"Do you think you should go to the palace to see you?"

The palace chief said,

"It shouldn't."

"Now that you and I are backed by the people's momentum, Emperor Yuan knows that he has lost the hearts of the people, so he doesn't dare to do anything to you and me easily, because he doesn't have the capital to mess around anymore. We refused to enter the palace several times, and he did not dare to act rashly and ordered punishment, but if we did not enter the palace to see him, it was impossible for him not to be in a hurry. ”

Gong Changjue unconsciously drew circles with his fingers on the table,

"Do you know what he thinks?"

Chu Ranxin raised his eyes, his eyes that had always been silent were deep,

"He wants to lend us a marriage, save his momentum, and win the favor of the people when we are now on the cusp of the storm and the people are the matchmakers."

Gong Changjue's fingers paused for a moment, and then said as if nothing happened,

"Yes. For him, it was the best move he could have played. ”