First of all, the fire on the altar of the Great Yongchang Temple last night was spread by ten or ten, which caused a heated discussion among the people.

Many people poured into the front of the government and beat drums to ask to see Lord Yin.

In the backyard of the mansion, the messenger whispered to Yin Chengran, the capital mansion: "Outside are the families of those children who are going to be taken to worship the sky, didn't the Great Yongchang Temple go to the water last night, these people heard a little wind and grass and said that it was the will of heaven - they wanted to take the opportunity to take the child back." ”

Isn't this whimsical?

Cheng Ran frowned when he heard this.

The messenger said, "They have no way to ask for help, and they want to hear from the heavens through adults." Adults don't need to pay attention to it, and they will have their own brocade guards to deal with it later. ”

Cheng Ran's brows furrowed even tighter.

He flicked his sleeves and went back to his room.

The errand officer only thought that he was annoyed by these people, but after a while, he saw Cheng Ran walk out - he was still wearing an official robe!

"Adult ......"

"Open!" Cheng Ran strode towards the front office.

The officer was amazed.

What is there to pay attention to when it is obvious? Isn't it thankless to catch up, adults!

The messenger followed with a strange face, but he didn't dare to say anything about Cheng Ran's cold face and dissuasion.

The door of the yamen was opened, and Cheng Ran ordered ten people to enter the hall for questioning.

The rest of the people were also blocked out of the court.

"Why drumming?" Cheng Ran asked as usual.

"We want to ask your lord to let us meet the emperor!" A man in his thirties, looking extremely simple and honest, was full of tears.

"This official does not have this right." Cheng Ran sighed in his heart and said, "If you have any grievances, you can talk to this official." ”

Grievances?

A dozen or so people bowed their heads or wiped their tears.

They dare not say that it is a grievance.

A woman fell to her knees and sobbed, "The son of the woman is about to be sacrificed to heaven, and I am a widow who has managed to pull him up...... Tell me, my lord, what is wrong with him having lost his father since he was a child! ”

Cheng Ran was silent.

He also heard that the more than 90 teenagers who were taken to worship the heavens this time were of different origins, but they were all between the ages of twelve and thirteen, and most of them had lost their fathers since childhood, and they were called Lone Star Destiny.

"My daughter has always been obedient and sensible, and she was supposed to get married next month......"

"My lord, is there really no other way?"

"The altar of Dayongchang Temple caught fire last night, which is clearly a warning from heaven!"

"The great masters have great powers, there must be other ways!"

"yes......"

A group of people, you say a word, look anxious and earnest, and are eager to save their son, but they still dare not have the slightest dissatisfaction.

In recent days, even if they shed a tear in front of others, and if they complained, they would be scolded for being unlucky, selfish, and ignorant of lifting......

The children were taken to sacrifice to the heavens, and they became almost public enemies guarded by the people.

It's as if the natural disaster was brought about by their children, and they deserve to make up for it with their children's lives!

But where do they dare to say these words, they can only pray in their hearts that a miracle will happen and change the fate of the child being sacrificed to heaven.

Therefore, the altar of Dayongchang Temple suddenly caught fire, which was extraordinary for them, whether it was self-deception or deception, they all thought that God had heard their prayers and finally opened their eyes!

"I beg your Excellency to present these words to the emperor, so that the great master can re-decide this matter......

They slammed their heads on the ground.

Cheng Ran listened with mixed thoughts.

"This matter will be truthfully presented to the emperor."

That's all he can do.

Even if the emperor would break his son and scold him for having a brain disease, he would admit it.

"Thank you, sir!"

"My lord is such a good officer!"

The people were grateful.

Cheng Ran didn't feel any complacent or relieved in his heart.

Because he knows very well that even if he prepares these words as an excerpt and presents them, the emperor may not read them, even if he tries his best to let the emperor read them, or simply meet the emperor in person, forcing the emperor to listen, but the possibility that the emperor will change his decision because of this is very small.

He looked at the people in the hall one last time.

Among them, it can be seen that many people may not even recognize the big characters, and their words are simple and even ignorant, but the heart of being a parent can make him empathize.

No matter, let's be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

What if it just happened to catch up with the emperor's brain pump?

To be a human being, you must always have hope.

Let's try our luck in the palace.

……

The sky is getting dark, and the dusk is floating.

In the teahouse along the street, Zhu Youzhu and Zhang Meishou sat opposite.

Wang Shouren also sat aside, his face full of surprise at this time.

Although he knew that Zhen Zhen begged His Highness to enter the palace to face the saint, he never expected that His Highness and Zhen Zhen had done so many things without his knowledge - even the water in the Great Yongchang Temple last night was the handiwork of Zhen Zhen and His Highness!

In addition to being surprised, Wang Shouren couldn't help but feel that he was useless.

What is the use of him wanting the name of the number one prodigy in Yongfang this hour?

Losing to His Highness, in the end, he is His Highness's faithful licking dog, but...... What's the matter if it's not as good as a girl?

But he knew very well that Zhen Zhen was obviously not born like this.

Thinking about it this way, there seems to be only one explanation - close to Zhu Zhechi.

Originally, he was nurtured by him for many years, and later met His Royal Highness, in this case, Zhen Zhen just wanted to be ordinary, and it was also a very difficult thing.

Wang Shouren was immediately relieved.

Although the blue is better than the blue, it is because of his blue.

As for Zhen Zhen and His Highness, they didn't bring him?

Anyway, he didn't leave him today, and told him the inside story - Ah Lu was completely kept in the dark.

Smart people are always good at getting satisfaction from comparison.

However, thinking of Canglu, Wang Shouren's heart is still extremely sour.

Uncle Cang is sick, and Ah Lu's mood is very difficult now.

Zhu Youzhu said at this time: "When I go back today, I will probe my father's tone and see the opportunity to act." ”

Zhang Meishou nodded.

They had already discussed many countermeasures, and if Emperor Zhaofeng insisted on not wanting to cancel the ritual of worshiping the heavens, they could only take risks and make things bigger.

But their current ability is really limited, and even if they try their best, they may not be able to achieve their wish in the end.

Zhang Meishou is well aware of this.

However, Cangyun must be saved.

Even if she can only save Cang Yun, she must save it.

Even though this thought is selfish, it is almost deeply engraved in her heart.

She didn't want to be like her previous life, watching the Cang family die and be ashamed for the rest of her life.

Seeing her drooping eyes and the corners of her mouth slightly tense, Zhu Youjiao's eyes softened.

He didn't know why the little queen was so emotional.

In the last life, before he left, Cang Bin was still the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and the court was clear. In the last few days, he tried his best to support it, and almost paved all the roads that could be paved, and paved them as long as he could......

But even so, he still felt that it was not enough.

In addition to worrying about the country and the people, he is more worried about her.

Before closing his eyes, he was unwilling, and only thought one sentence: If only I could give him more time.

Zhu Youzhu hid his emotions, looked at the girl in front of him, and almost subconsciously did one thing-

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