Jiang Lingran was watching the coke in the room, and the afterglow suddenly swept to the box bamboo at the bottom of the cloister, and she hurriedly closed the window and sat on the soft collapse.

If she is found opening the window to let in the wind, I don't know how many broken thoughts she will have to hear.

After drinking the medicine, Jiang Lingran said, "Uncle Wen is back?" ”

Xiang Zhu shook his head: "Not yet." He said and said, "We are in a hurry to go out of the city this time, we didn't bring anything, did the slave go back and get some clothes and money?" ”

Jiang Lingran nodded: "Let's wait for the snow to melt in the afternoon before we go." "Harmony is not a trivial matter, Pingsu Hou and the Jiang family will not easily agree, before this matter is concluded, they must have enough living materials and money.

Before lunch, Uncle Wen rushed back.

Dusted off the wind and snow on his body outside, and then went to Jiang Lingran.

The two letters have been sent, and Jiang Ji's Uncle Wen entrusted an old friend and sent it out of Beijing urgently.

Jiang Lingran silently calculated in his heart that on such a snowy day, the fast horse delivering the letter could travel several miles a day.

Before her brother returns to Beijing, she must fix the situation so that everyone can't turn the tables!

Uncle Wen not only sent a letter when he entered the city, but also carefully inquired about the news.

At this moment, Jiang Lingran ignored it, and he was apprehensive for a while.

He watched Jiang Lingran grow up, and knew that she was smart when she was a child, and she was clear and clear in her way of doing things. So he didn't ask too much about the letter, but directly followed Jiang Lingran's intentions.

But at this moment, Jiang Lingran was sitting on the gooseneck chair and was distracted, his plain white face was calm and calm, and there was no pain of losing a child, a husband's rebellion, or intimacy. He couldn't help but wonder, is his heart too big? How can a little girl do such a big thing?! Uncle Wen became sad.

Jiang Lingran came back to his senses, looked at Uncle Wen and said, "What is the situation in the capital now?" ”

Uncle Wen listened to Jiang Lingran's question, his dim eyes lit up instantly, and he sat down and talked about the news he had inquired about.

It turned out that after they left Yixiang Pavilion yesterday, the people from Jingzhao Mansion and the patrol camp rushed over.

The people who were arrested because of the poetry academy refused to admit their guilt and insisted on confronting Meng Zhipei! also said that Meng Zhipei was kidnapped at all, and he was leaning on the Xiangge prostitute.

This news was confirmed by Yin Xiayun of Jingzhao Mansion from the mouth of Meng Zhipei's Xiaowu Wang Lu.

But the housekeeper of the Pingsu Marquis Mansion said that Wang Lu and the people in the Poetry Academy were in a pit.

Both sides have their own opinions.

The housekeeper came with the name of Mrs. Laohou, and the case was related to the safety of Pingsu Hou, Xia Yun and Yang Pingfu, the commander of the patrol battalion, did not dare to treat it easily, and went to Yixiang Pavilion to verify it.

Meng Zhipei was blocked in the cardamom room by two imperial court officials and more than 100 accompanying soldiers.

Clear and elegant, how can Meng Zhipei, who knows etiquette and etiquette, accept this situation of throwing face on the ground and being trampled on a few times! He was shameless and powerless to deal with this face, and "fainted".

Meng Zhipei was stunned suddenly, and he didn't say anything. Xia Yun couldn't get confirmation, so he had to take Zheng Qingyi, who was seriously suspected, and his bustard mother Cuiniang back to the yamen.

And the people of the Poetry Academy and the little maid Wang Lu were also not released because they could not be cleared of suspicion.

A group of people complained but couldn't change the status quo, and they froze in the prison of Jingzhao Mansion all night.

In the early dynasty, Xia Yun met the fathers and brothers of the sons and brothers of the poetry academy in the court, and was "advised" for a while, and even the emperor personally asked about the case.

Xia Yun sweated like rain, but he couldn't tell a single thing about the case, only promised to find out the facts as soon as possible.

After the next court, he hurriedly sent someone to invite Meng Zhipei.

In the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, Mrs. Lao Hou and Meng Zhipei had already seen the situation clearly, and they also discussed countermeasures.

[Zheng Qingyi, a prostitute of Yixiang Pavilion, boldly kidnapped the Marquis of Pingsu in order to get money! ] 】

This reason is enough to give an explanation to the court and the poetry academy.

It can also reasonably explain why Meng Zhipei appeared in that kind of pickled place, so as to preserve Meng Zhipei's reputation.

can also avenge the lost grandson of the Hou Mansion, and give Jiang Lingran and the Jiang family an explanation!

Kill three birds with one stone!

At the same time, in a small courtyard at the end of the alley on the east side of the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, a Taoist priest dressed in a blue Taoist robe, wearing a Nanhua scarf, and holding a dusty hand held a piece of paper in his hand, his eyes were obviously frightened, and his slightly plump cheeks trembled with fat and flesh, and his mouth muttered in surprise: "How is it possible, how is it possible..." ”

Xiaodao on the side saw the family teacher like this, and wondered: "Master, whose letter is it?" Did something happen? As he spoke, he tilted his head and leaned over to read the contents of the letter, his eyes swept away, and he only saw the five words "Li Daoshi personally enlightened" at the beginning of the letter.

Without waiting for Xiaodao to look down, the letter was tightly held in the palm of Daoist Li's hand, and he looked solemn, got up and went out without saying a word.

Xiao Dao looked at his master's back, scratched his head and said, "The sky is falling, so panicked?" ”

Here, after Uncle Wen finished speaking, he didn't see Jiang Lingran's expression different. He said worriedly: "I wonder what the girl has in mind? ”

Jiang Lingran saw Uncle Wen's nervousness and worry, his heart warmed slightly, and he raised his lips and said with a light smile: "Yesterday's incident came out, the Pingsu Hou Mansion is a big joke, their mother and son are extremely face-heavy, in order to save the situation, they will definitely find someone to carry the black pot!" ”

"And in this bureau, there is only one Zheng Qingyi who can be used for it!"

Zheng Qingyi should be damned, but not now!

Xiang Zhu frowned: "He likes that prostitute so much, will he be willing to let her carry the black cauldron?" ”

"He" refers to Meng Zhipei. These two little girls felt sorry for her, so they didn't want to call Meng Zhipei a Hou Ye, but they didn't want to call her name directly, so they casually set such a title. Jiang Lingran listened a little funny.

Meng Zhipei has always been pitiful and cherished, and he may not be able to give up the pair of sons, mother and son, but if the disaster affects himself, in order to protect himself, he can even push his close relatives out to eliminate the disaster. Besides, Mrs. Hou will not indulge him in such a big matter! ”

And she had already plausibly pointed her suspicion at Zheng Qingyi in the Yixiang Pavilion yesterday.

That little bit of fish and waterbed love, how can the enemy pass the capital crime that humiliates the Pingsu Houfu!

Uncle Wen was puzzled: "I know this Daoist Li." When the old marquis believed in Taoism, and this Li Daoist had served by the old marquis's side, and left halfway, and then the world struggled to regain the old business and came to the old marquis, only to know that the old marquis had gone. ”

"With the help of the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, I ended my life of exile and was able to live in peace."

"How can such a down-and-out Taoist priest who has no connections, no background, and no relationship with that prostitute be willing to risk offending the Pingsu Marquis Mansion to save people?"

Jiang Lingran shook his head.

In the eyes of others, the relationship between Daoist Li and the Marquis of Pingsu may only be the part where he once served the old marquis. But with the memory of his previous life, Jiang Lingran knew that Daoist Li was by no means so simple.

When he was young, the old marquis believed in immortality, and invited many famous Taoist priests to make alchemy for him.

I took handfuls of pills one after another, but I didn't see immortality, but my body and bones were getting thinner and thinner, but the old marquis still didn't give up, and he was taking the Taoist pills while eating the nourishing decoction of the imperial doctor.

And the old lady who married in the past did not see her pregnancy for a long time, and every imperial doctor diagnosed that her body was healthy and suitable for pregnancy, and after a long time, the old lady suspected that the problem was with the Hou Ye.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the old marquis had no choice but to tell the truth.

It turned out that his medicinal stone accumulation had already damaged the fundamentals, and he was already infertile, and the old lady who learned the truth angrily accused the old marquis of cheating on marriage, and was bound to let the family ask for an explanation.

Who in this city doesn't have a face? The old marquis didn't want things to make a big fuss, so in order to compensate the old marquis and for the continuation of the Hou mansion, the two chose a compromise method.

Seek seeds.

The old marquis chose a small dao with outstanding conduct and appearance from among the Taoist priests and sent it to the courtyard of the old marquis.

Only then did Meng Zhipei have it.