"Your Majesty, slow down," Su Yutian didn't have time to finish reading, Su Jingye suddenly interrupted, and several people present looked at him in shock, only Bao Changchuan still didn't have any reaction.

"Your Majesty forgot, there are no witnesses in this case of Lord Bao, and the details of the case have always been vague."

If he is so hastily convicted of this crime, even if Bao Changchuan is now in a high position, the best result is only death. Su Jingye watched Bao Changchuan's request to resign and return to his hometown, thinking that he didn't have to die wholeheartedly, so he dared to intercede for him in front of Su Yutian.

The ants are still stealing their lives, not to mention people, plus Bao Changchuan is indeed very talented, it would be a pity if he died so easily. Su Yutian was interrupted and was unhappy, but what Su Jingye said was very close to his heart.

"Jing Ye is right, even if Bao Changchuan plans to deal with all the charges so hastily, I can't fool around like this."

"But Your Majesty doesn't even plan to pursue the case, and if this case drags on, it will only end in nothing." Li Wensong arched his hands and buried his head very low, trying his best to hide his sense of existence, but the resentful momentum around him still made Su Jingye keenly capture it.

"Then if Li Aiqing says so, isn't it that as long as the victim is not held responsible, then the evildoer can be forgiven regardless of burning, killing and looting?" Su Yutian snorted coldly, such a cold attitude made Zheng Cheng and Gu Ting below tremble.

"Wechen didn't mean that." Li Wensong rebuked his words, but on the surface he still put on a very respectful posture.

"In that case, then it's settled." Su Yutian threw down the fold, stood up with his hands behind his back, and took two steps back and forth.

"This case is confusing, and it will be investigated again in the future, and the criminal minister Bao Changchuan will resign, and he will be degraded to Liuzhou from now on, until the results are found, otherwise he will not be allowed to step into the capital, nor will he be allowed to leave the boundary of Liuzhou."

This can be regarded as the best result, but it is just to belittle others, at least to save his life, and this Liuzhou is quite close to Yancheng, which can be regarded as a little grace from Su Yutian.

Bao Changchuan stretched out his hands, and the whole person lay on the ground and bowed solemnly, "Thank you for your kindness, long live my emperor, long live long live." ”

"The guilty minister is here to bid farewell to Your Majesty, may my emperor live forever and the country will be forever." After saying a few goodbyes in a row, the little power who listened couldn't bear to look at it again.

Su Yutian stood on it, holding two hands, frowning tightly on his sideways face, as if impatiently waving his sleeves, Bao Changchuan saw this, he got up from the ground, and left the hall backwards.

Su Jingye watched Bao Changchuan leave, and then looked at Su Yutian, who was entangled in himself, except for a silent sigh, there was nothing else to do.

"Okay, next, you can talk to me about the arrangements for the honor guard and guards when the vassal king leaves Beijing." Su Yu Tianshan took a breath and wanted to show an indifferent attitude, so he turned around and continued to talk about business.

After coming out of the palace, Bao Changchuan returned to the house to pack his things. Although he didn't raid his home, Bao Changchuan has always had a clean breeze on his sleeves, and he can't pack up much, and half of the baggage is still carrying Qin Zitong's favorite objects.

"Qianyu, what are your plans after that?"

With tears in his eyes, the housekeeper searched all over the house for gold and silver that was convenient to take away, for fear that Bao Changchuan would be living in poverty outside. However, Bao Changchuan belittled Liuzhou this time, and he didn't plan to bring anyone with him, which made the housekeeper even more worried.

The subordinates in the house were almost all sent away, Bao Changchuan sat on a stool in the front hall, with his favorite dragon well before the rain at hand, and the whole person's bearing looked leisurely, and it seemed to be more comfortable than the most glorious days when he was an official.

Lin Qianyu came over with a cup of tea, sat in the lower seat of Bao Changchuan, and sat up straight, making the temperament of the two look as if they were as similar as father and son.

"Back to my uncle, my nephew plans to go to Liuzhou with my uncle."

"Although your literary qualifications are not geniuses, they are outstanding enough, and if you stay in the capital, you may have a better future." Bao Changchuan closed his eyes, as if he was savoring the fragrance of tea.

Lin Qianyu sat beside him, lowered his chin slightly, and spoke lightly, but he had his own opinions.

"My nephew thinks he's still too young and needs to go out and practice. If you stay here often, you are afraid that you will be blinded by the prosperity of the capital and will not be able to see yourself clearly. You still have to endure the vicissitudes of life to know what is right and wrong. ”

"When my nephew becomes famous in the capital, I will bring my uncle back." Lin Qianyu said very earnestly and firmly, but Bao Changchuan just smiled indifferently when he heard it.

"It's not necessary, as long as you remember to send a letter every once in a while, so that I can know how your writing is lately."

As he spoke, Bao Changchuan stroked the hand on the edge of the cup and was also stunned, "As for this sad place, I still hope to see you again in the next life." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qianyu closed his mouth, and the two of them looked at each other speechlessly, only staring at the lilacs that were still in full bloom outside the door.

The next day was the day when Bao Changchuan left Beijing, and it happened that Qin Zitong's first seven days had just passed yesterday.

Bao Changchuan was wearing a coarse linen dress, followed by Lin Qianyu and Agu who were carrying the baggage. After a few people came out of the gate of the capital, they walked west along the sheep intestine road in the countryside.

Away from the bustling and noisy streets, the countryside seems extremely empty. Obviously walking on the ground, looking at the marginal line where the loess meets the blue sky, Bao Changchuan seems to feel that he is swimming in the water, and all the ups and downs are up to him.

At this time, it is almost autumn, and some of the small grasses that grow wantonly in summer can't stand the cold and quietly wither yellow. Even more arrogant than the weeds on the side of the road are grasshoppers jumping all over the ground.

Lin Qianyu was carrying a big burden, looking out on this ridge, I don't know if there are any crops planted in the field, but I can't see any green leaf stems, and the whole place is quiet as if no one has come.

From this glance, it is clear that the landlords on the outskirts of the capital occupy the fields, and even if they are deserted, they refuse to let the peasants cultivate them.

Lin Qianyu heard them talk about the evil deeds of the landlord from the prison, but he couldn't believe it, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, his heart was full of anger. And Bao Changchuan, who was walking in front, couldn't stir up any waves in his heart at this time.

It seemed that nothing could be seen again, and Bao Changchuan only walked forward vigorously. I don't know how long I walked, but I could see a familiar figure sitting under a grass pavilion in the distance.

There is a rule in this suburb that every ten miles people will be asked to set up a grass pavilion for passers-by to rest. When Bao Changchuan saw clearly who was sitting in the pavilion, he just thought he didn't see it, and still walked forward with his head up.

The people in the grass pavilion stopped him with a smile, looking at Lin Qianyu very strangely, could it be someone his uncle knew?

"Brother Changchuan, how are you doing lately?"

was called out by name, Bao Changchuan could no longer pretend to be blind, so he had to stop, turn a corner, and walk into the grass pavilion.

"Didn't you hear that Lord Ren is sick again these days, why is there still the spirit waiting for me here today?"

Bao Changchuan sat down opposite, two or three plates of cold dishes and a pot of steaming warm wine on the small table. Lin Qianyu saw that the two of them were talking, and it was inconvenient for him to disturb as a junior, so he took Agu to stand farther away and see if anyone came in the distance.

"Don't dare to deceive the king." Before Ren Xuhuai finished speaking, as if to confirm whether what he said was true, his body coughed twice involuntarily.

The cold wind in the suburbs was a little raging, blowing his face pale, and the whole person was like a dead tree in an autumn night, and at some point, it would also return to dust.

The uncontrollable cough made him speechless, and Ren Xuhuai could only raise his hand and pour a glass of wine for Bao Changchuan. As soon as Bao Changchuan saw his current state, he remembered Qin Zitong's former appearance, and his heart couldn't help but move, and as a result, his wine glass was drunk.

"Thousands of miles to send goose feathers, the gift is light and affectionate. Although it is a tasteless bitter wine, the intention that Brother Xuhuai personally came to practice for me is enough to taste it every night. ”

It wasn't until the raging cold wind outside stopped for a while that Ren Xuhuai stopped coughing. Except for the pale face caused by perennial illness, although Ren Xuhuai is now skinny and skinny, he can also see what kind of jade tree demeanor he should have.

It is said that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and when Bao Changchuan entered Beijing, he met Ren Xuhuai, who was ten years younger than him, and the two had been classmates for half a year. The same suave young man was a good story at the time.

Although after becoming officials, the two had different political views and did not have a few opportunities to meet, but in their respective hearts, only each other could understand their own minds.

A few days ago, in order not to make Bao Changchuan sad, Ren Xuhuai only parked the carriage at the gate of Bao Mansion, and silently called his subordinates to come in and put incense. And now seeing that Bao Changchuan took the initiative to resign, thinking that his mentality has recovered a lot, Ren Xuhuai dragged his sick body and wanted to send him one last time.

"The man is determined in all directions, and the groom only thinks of one side of heaven and earth. I hope that Brother Changchuan will be able to regain his strength in the future and return to the capital again, about the situation many years ago, I will definitely argue with you clearly. ”

The parting was too sad, Ren Xuhuai raised his wine glass and poured a glass of wine for himself, wanting to forget the sadness at this time with the strength of the wine, but Bao Changchuan stretched out his hand to stop him.

"When you are in high spirits, I am not afraid of any more wine you drink, Zuo is just drunk and vented, and fell asleep to the ground, and now your body is getting weaker and weaker, but you can't stand such a toss, so it's better to put it down to me obediently."

The wine glass in his hand was snatched away, and the evil wind began to sweep again, Ren Xuhuai's face was flushed with coughing, and he couldn't say a word, but his eyes were full of emotion, and he didn't know whether he was funny or unconvinced.