One of them immediately turned his back and did not know what he had done, and the child's whimpering soon stopped. Sun Beiji said softly, he looked at Zhang Shouzhong, "I was ...... The expression is probably the same as you are now. ”

"These people, these people are ......"

"I don't know." Sun Beiji said in a low voice, "I haven't seen them since then." ”

"That is the ...... of that poem"

"It was the young man with a sick face, who recited it in the snow." Sun Beiji said in a low voice, "I still can't forget the scene of that night...... Do you know whose name 'Shubai' is? ”

Zhang Shouzhong nodded.

"I was also suspicious later, because I was afraid, and as soon as it was dawn that day, I went to check the list of people who had been summoned to the palace by the household department the night before...... Of course, it is impossible to gain anything. Sun Beiji said softly, "I have been trembling for a month, and every day I am worried that an official will suddenly come to my house and ask me how I was doing that night. ”

"But no, right?" Zhang Shouzhong asked.

"Well," Sun Beiji said, his face calm, "No." ”

"That night, the young man with a sick face ......" Zhang Shouzhong's voice was very low, "is it ...... It was the one who lived in Qinyuan during the Jianxi period—"

Sun Beiji nodded.

"After the fall of the Song father and son, the Holy Lord gave me the position of first and auxiliary minister, so I can also be appointed to enter and leave the Department of Records." Sun Beiji said in a low voice, "When I checked who could be the king of the world before, I also took the opportunity to take a look at the ...... of the first prince of Qinyuan."

"Heng Yuanjun was born in the autumn of the seventeenth year of Jianxi." Sun Beiji said softly.

Zhang Shouzhong listened in a cold sweat.

Sun Beiji said again, "At that time, the emperor ordered that this child could be spared, but he was not allowed to name or make a book...... But according to the volume, the former prince still gave the child a name in private, but he never shouted it in front of outsiders, and the palace people who learned about it also reported the matter to the emperor, but the emperor did not pursue it. ”

“…… I've also heard some rumors," Zhang Shouzhong raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead, "It's just that it's not as detailed as Elder Ge said." ”

"'A thousand miles of road waiting for the king'," Sun Beiji said in a low voice, "Come to think of it, the child who was sent out of the palace that night should have been sent to a foreign land overnight, and from then on he lived incognito and lived in peace, and he probably didn't need to pay attention to all kinds of royal disputes." ”

"Then this Hengyuanjun who is still in Qinyuan ......"

"I sometimes wonder who he is." Sun Beiji said in a low voice, "Maybe it's no one." ”

"Did the elder say these words to the emperor?"

"I didn't say anything about it." Sun Beiji said in a low voice, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Shouzhong, "After all, the Jian'an Pavilion in the past had already fallen in the first year of Shengming. ”

Zhang Shouzhong's brows furrowed.

"Do you want to say it?" Sun Beiji looked at the incomplete confession on the table that was stained with sewage, "Even if I say it now, can I still find the child who was thousands of miles away?" ”

"Maybe the clue is in that Lan Zhijun of Baihuaya." Zhang Shouzhong said in a low voice, "Let's just let Bai Ling go back like this, will it startle the snake?" ”

Sun Beiji sighed, shook his head and said, "I have done too much to startle the snake, and it is ...... Not bad for this one. ”

……

Lan Zhijun stayed awake all night.

There were no candles lit in the Golden Pavilion, and no windows were opened, and last night he sat quietly in the dark room, waiting for the sky outside to light up little by little.

At dawn, the official sent someone to take Bai Ling away, and after dawn, Bai Ling came back alone.

Feng Qi asked through the door if he wanted to call Bai Ling to come up and ask now, but Lan Zhijun didn't answer—he didn't answer, he just didn't need to.

He had heard about Heng Yuanjun's arrest last night, and it was the first time in so many years that the imperial court had acted so radically. In the Jianxi Dynasty, the name of Heng Yuanjun was a taboo - his very existence was a taboo, and no one would ever put him in the open, let alone mention mention him to Dali Temple for interrogation.

Four years ago, he suddenly revealed everything and everything about Jian'an Pavilion, and he caught everyone off guard. However, those who died will not know that it is the "Ming Gong" who has been working for them all along.

So what will Heng Yuanjun say in prison last night?

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, more than one person came, Lan Zhijun looked out of the door, and Feng Qi's voice soon sounded.

"Lan Jun, Miss Bai Ling wants to come to see you."

There was no reply from the room for a long time.

Feng Qi turned his head and whispered, "I said it, Lan Jun is either still resting now, or he just doesn't want to see anyone, what's the use of you taking the initiative to come over?" ”

Bai Ling looked at the closed door of the Golden Pavilion, "He's definitely not resting. ”

"You know?"

Bai Ling thought for a moment and said to the door, "I saw Hengyuanjun last night. ”

There was still no movement inside, and Bai Ling said again, "I talked to him for a long time, and I talked about you." ”

Feng Qi's face changed suddenly.

Bai Ling looked at her, then retracted his gaze, and looked at the door of the Golden Pavilion again, "Even if Lan Zhijun has magical powers, he shouldn't have the tentacles stretched out in the prison of Dali Temple...... What I said to Heng Yuanjun last night, if you want to know, I can tell you. ”

The door to the Golden Pavilion opened.

Lan Zhijun stood at the door, looking at Bai Ling.

"Come in."

Feng Qi also followed behind him, and was about to close the door, when Lan Zhijun suddenly said, "Feng Qi go out." ”

She was stunned for a moment, but quickly lowered her head and led the door from the outside.

In the center of the Golden Pavilion, Bai Ling and Lan Zhijun sat on the ground, and in the middle was a tea table about two feet high.

"It seems that Lan Zhijun didn't sleep well last night," Bai Ling looked at Lan Zhijun's eyes and said softly, "Many people didn't sleep well last night. ”

Lan Zhijun smiled, "Some people just can't sleep well at night, what do you want to say, say it now." ”

"I talked about a poem and a name with Heng Yuanjun in prison," Bai Ling said softly, "I just learned that what I saw here before was the book that Prince Qinyuan left to Heng Yuanjun.

"I've been thinking about why Lan Zhijun has such a thing here since I came back......

"I'm also thinking about your strange sense of victory, because Heng Yuanjun said that playing chess with you is a very boring thing......" Bai Ling said softly, "And this kind of winning and defeating, I have also experienced it with you." ”

"I'm curious about why Heng Yuanjun keeps mentioning your name and leading the topic to you in such a place, I think it's almost a kind of guidance," Bai Ling looked at Lan Zhijun with a calm face, "It's funny to say...... It was only last night that I really believed that you were really not friends, and that he almost wanted to kill you. ”

Bai Ling looked at Lan Zhijun, "What about you, is it the same?" ”

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