Bai Ling listened to these two things related to Prince Gong, "So Lord Zheng went to Prince Gong's Mansion in the afternoon?" ”

"Yes." Zheng Mi nodded, he suddenly smiled, and bowed his hand to Bai Ling and Bai Yi, "Bai Siyao, Bai Taiyi, two young and promising, with a bright future." ”

This sound had a bright future, and suddenly reminded Bai Ling of Yuan Zhen in front of the Xuanxiu Palace.

She smiled heavily and looked sideways at the smoke not far away.

"What will happen to these people here?"

"When the night interrogation is over tonight, another batch will be arrested, and the rest will be sent directly to the relief point outside the city tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." Zheng Mi replied, "After all, Pingjing City is not a place where they should stay for a long time. ”

"That's ......," Bai Ling looked at the people who were hugging bowls and eating, "In short, it's good to have a place to go." ”

The sky was getting darker, and after the dinner of Lord Zheng was finished in the camp tent, Bai Shijun was finally late.

The family took advantage of the darkness to get into the carriage on the way back.

In the bumpy carriage, Bai Yi suddenly remembered his father's desire to speak last night, and couldn't help but say, "What did my father want to say yesterday?" ”

Bai Shijun was stunned for a moment, smiled and waved his hand.

"You say," Bai Yi's eyes widened slightly, "Didn't you say last night that you had to wait for Bai Ling to come back and talk about it together?" ”

Bai Ling was also curious when he heard it, "What do you want to talk about?" ”

"Oh, it's not." Bai Shijun hurriedly hugged him, "The main thing is that last night, the person sent by Sun Ge to pick me up said too much, I thought that you and Bai Yi were involved in something strange because of me......

Bai Ling and Bai Yi looked at each other, "...... So? ”

"It's okay." Bai Shijun's eyes drooped slightly, and he said softly.

He was silent for a moment, and then looked up at his children, who were all slightly tired.

In the end, the fate of being father and son has not been broken.

……

At noon the next day, Prince Gong's Mansion really sent someone to take Bai Ling into the palace.

Today is the last day of martial law in the whole city of Pingjing, and there is still no pedestrian on the street.

Despite this, there were still people holding gongs and drums in front of King Gong's carriage and horses to open the way as usual.

Pingjing City has not been peaceful in the past few days, and people have vaguely heard some rumors.

At first, there were disturbing rumors from the families of the soldiers stationed in the south of the city, and then several families were inexplicably buried together—their husbands or young children died without any illness or accident.

Coincidentally, the funerals of these families were not handled well, and relatives and friends did not even say hello to each other, and they were buried directly.

It is said that in the event of a national funeral, it is reasonable to suppress the limelight for the time being - but the paradox is that when organizing the funeral of these people, Jinyiwei can always be vaguely seen hovering around.

People don't know what's going on, but everyone understands that something must have happened.

King Gong's gongs and drums alarmed many people, and people secretly opened the window panels and door panels to look out.

After the gongs and drums that opened the road, the carriage with the doors and windows of King Gong closed could be seen in the distance, and on both sides of the carriage, there were servants of King Gong's mansion who followed with low eyebrows.

When the carriage drew nearer, they saw that behind King Gong's carriage was an empty carriage of a slightly inferior specification, the curtain of the empty carriage was rolled up, and there was not half a figure on the empty brocade mat.

When the carriage also approached, everyone suddenly saw a slightly familiar figure - Bai Ling held the dark iron square ring in front of the saddle, and followed the carriage with an indifferent expression.

- There was no other reason for this, but because he saw that King Gong's convoy was followed by four or five batches of spare high-headed horses, Bai Ling's heart moved, and he decided not to take the car, but to ride all the way.

Now she was comfortable controlling the horses in her seat to move at a steady pace in a certain direction.

Horseback riding is still much more fun than riding in a car.

On this day, Bai Ling changed into the official robe of the medicine officer, with his head straight on horseback, his eyes were clear, and he was awe-inspiring, and he had a youthful spirit.

After passing the palace gate, she landed with King Gong, and the two walked into the palace one after the other.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, Emperor Jianxi was closing his eyes to recuperate, and it was not until Qiu Shi's footsteps slowly approached that Emperor Jianxi slowly opened his eyes.

Prince Gong and Si Yao Bai Ling had already bowed in front of Emperor Jianxi's eyes.

"Let's be flat." Emperor Jianxi said softly.

Bai Ling looked up after thanking her—and at that glance she felt a sudden startle in her heart.

The last time she saw Emperor Jianxi with her own eyes was the night in mid-April when Chen Yicong was arrogant and broke into the palace late at night.

It's been less than a month now, and the hair on Emperor Jianxi's temples is already gray.

His eyes were swollen and blue, and his cheeks were slightly flushed, but his whole face showed an eerie paleness.

It's been summer for a long time, and Emperor Jianxi is still wearing a robe, and the exposed skin except for his face and neck is only the occasional thin fingers under the wide sleeves.

Bai Ling instantly withdrew his gaze.

Emperor Jianxi's face reminded her of the Queen Mother's dying look on the night when Fourteen took her to sneak into Cining Palace.

Emperor Jianxi's recent life has indeed not been easy.

The war on the border, the ominous celestial phenomena, the death of the Queen Mother, and the displaced people in Beijing...... Further back, there was the death of the Lin family, which was led by Bai Ling.

It seems that since March, except for the improvement of the concubine's condition, no good thing has happened.

Strike after blow, as if to herald some kind of manifest destiny.

Bai Ling stood quietly aside, listening to the conversation between Emperor Jianxi and King Gong's father and son.

They talked a lot about the relocation of personnel at the border and the resettlement of the exiles from Pingjing - without the slightest taboo about her presence.

At this point, even King Gong was a little surprised.

I don't know how long it took, Emperor Jianxi's gaze finally slowly fell on Bai Ling.

The girl had been standing aside peacefully, and although she was listening to the affairs of her family and country, her face was not in the slightest flustered or cramped...... On the other hand, King Gong, in the end, took a look at the little girl next to him from time to time, and almost didn't write "This is not appropriate" and "Father, why did you still let her have a pestle here" on his face.

Emperor Jianxi was silent for a long time, and sighed in hindsight.

This son really doesn't look like himself at all.

With a soft and cowardly temperament like him, if he is ruling the world, he may be able to rely on the famous ministers to become a generation of masters, but if he encounters troubled times...... With just one princess and a few lonely ministers, can he really lie in the troubled waters of the current court situation?

Emperor Jianxi suddenly felt a headache, he supported his forehead with his right hand, and the whole person leaned down.

"Father!"

King Gong was about to step forward in a few steps, but Huang Chongde almost immediately stepped forward to stop him.

He quickly took out a few black pills from his sleeve and fed them directly to Emperor Jianxi—almost at the same time as taking the medicine, the pain on Emperor Jianxi's face lightened a little.

Bai Ling watched this scene silently, and at the moment when Emperor Jianxi raised his hand, she saw that under the wide sleeves, Emperor Jianxi's arms were covered with patches of rashes.

This scene can only be described as shocking.

After helping Emperor Jianxi to sit down again, Huang Chongde turned around and wiped away his tears with some sadness.

Emperor Jianxi's breathing was a little flustered, he sat quietly for a while, and finally regained some strength.

"Huang Chongde."

"The master commands," Huang Chongde replied softly, "The slave is here." ”

Emperor Jianxi glanced at Bai Ling, "Go and ...... Bai Ling's "Psychological Handouts", take it. ”

"Erchen is here!" King Gong almost immediately took out the manuscript of the "Psychological Handouts" from his bosom, "Father, you ordered your son to bring it today, and your son has always kept it on his body." ”