Chapter 423: On the Lion Bridge
When she learned about this, Chen Ying was extremely surprised.
Later, she knew that this was an order from Emperor Yuanjia himself.
In fact, on the day that Feng Li recognized Zhen Niang, Chen Ying found Zhen Niang's residence from the medical records, she did not act privately, but quickly told Pei Shu, and the next morning, Emperor Yuan Jia also learned about it.
At this point, everything is normal.
What surprised Chen Ying was that on the second day, Pei Shu led a forbidden army and went straight to Siliu Hutong and escorted Zhen Niang into the palace.
Even though this case involved half of the royal family of Xingjibo Mansion, it was just an ordinary criminal case, but Emperor Yuan Jia actually gave Chen Ying a secret decree, asking her to enter the palace five days later and conclude the case on the spot.
Chen Ying was shocked.
This case, which party's interests are involved, why is Emperor Yuanjia solemn, and even escorted Zhen Niang to the palace, even to hear the case in person?
"Your Majesty is not at ease?" Stepping on the snow, Chen Ying and Pei Shu walked side by side on the Lion Bridge and asked softly.
The thick white snow is up to the top of the boots, and when you step on it, there is a "squeaky squeak" sound. A plum tree stands alone at the head of the bridge, blooming small yellow flowers, a few of which have been blooming for a long time, translucent and charred yellow, and the fragrance is silent in the cold wind. The broken ice under the bridge hits each other with the water, and the waves are slow, reflecting a plum shadow.
There are sporadic pedestrians on the bridge, all holding their hands and shrinking their heads, walking with hot air, and only paying attention to their feet when walking, so as not to step on the thin ice that has formed early.
After the heavy snowfall, the weather is cold, and the people in Beijing are so delicate that those who have no business in hand do not go out, and in the market under the bridge, there are not a few flags at all, and many shops are closed.
As a result, the streets were deserted.
Under the blue sky, the canal water soup soup, and the ice floes gathered. If it gets colder, the water surface will freeze.
Only the children are not afraid of the cold, and occasionally a crisp laugh or two, thrown from the courtyard wall, and sandwiched by the shouting and scolding of adults.
Although the people at the end of Qiaotou Street are gone, the chimneys of every household are smoking, and the gray smoke of one column after another climbs zigzagly, connecting the blue fall, the bottom and the thick soil, which is the warmth of the world.
"This case has something to do with the court, and Your Majesty is afraid that something will happen, so he has to be tried by the royal court." Pei Shu replied, his face solemn.
Chen Ying turned her head to look at him.
Today, he wears a wide robe of the red dark silver plum crane with the same spring, a four-finger wide silver gray leather belt, a strong waist, sideburns like ink, half draped lacquered hair, and a satin forehead with dark pigment, and his eyebrows and eyes fly up obliquely, adding heroism.
"Can I ask more, is the court involved in this case related to Xingjibo Mansion?" Chen Ying thought for a moment and asked.
Pei Shu didn't think about it, only replied with one word, and said "yes".
Chen Ying nodded and stopped asking.
Emperor Yuan Jia's royal trial of the case, perhaps to save his relatives' family. After all, the biggest suspects in this case are the masters of Xingjibo Mansion.
"There is no need to make a noise about this." Pei Shu said again.
Even if it is not necessary, after all, it is about the rest of his life, fortunately or unfortunately, in this trial, he does not dare to ignore it.
Chen Ying responded to him: "Naturally, this is a murder case, and all the content related to the case needs to be kept secret, and I will not pass it on." ”
After finishing speaking, I looked at him and felt slightly weird.
Pei Shu was looking at her earnestly, with that expression, almost genuinely afraid, for fear that she should not be.
"What's that...... I'll just talk about it. Sensing her gaze, Pei Shu scratched his head and grinned.
He was a little uncomfortable to be looked at by such a pair of clear and clean eyes.
He turned his head to look at the bridge, the cold water soaked the stones, the cold air hit his face, and he rushed to the bridge in bursts.
"Is Aying cold?" He asked, staring back at her.
She wore a white fox cloak, and a large plum blossom was embroidered on the green dress inside, and a green calyx was also embroidered on the corner of the blue skirt, and the pale green flowers bloomed; There are two small gold combs on the black hair, and there is only this ornament on the whole body, but it is not faint, and it is a little brilliant in the cold.
Chen Ying is naturally not cold, half leaning on the bridge railing, her fingers are randomly drawn on the snow: "This is not the coldest time, in previous years, the river only froze in November, and now it is nothing." ”
Pei Shu stared at her for a long time, and coughed twice: "That...... So what...... That ...... I gave you last time"
"Oh, you said that piece of evidence." Chen Ying's face was not different, and he seemed to turn around inadvertently and looked at the two maids not far away.
Seeking the truth and knowing the truth are all wearing red cloaks, standing on the side, knowing the truth is as usual, but looking for the truth is puffing out his cheeks and glaring, as if he can't rush over.
Pei Shu chuckled, plucked the string-like voice, and swirled into people's ears: "Yes, it's that evidence, has Ah Ying seen it?" ”
"See, it's good evidence." Chen Ying replied with a smile, her eyebrows and eyes curved down, and the corners of her lips curled, "Thank you for taking the trouble to hand over such an important piece of evidence to me." ”
She looked at him, not dodging or dodging, her clean pupils were like autumn water reflected in the sky: "I will always keep it." ”
Pei Shu grinned.
It's worth it.
When I picked up this amber in the mountains when I was a child, I only used it as a plaything, and I showed it off with my two brothers every day.
The brothers couldn't look at his arrogant appearance, and put together their heads and held hands to beg him, he would rather die than die, and the brothers were not angry but happy, praising him "is the boy of my Pei family, standing up to the sky".
"This thing is very expensive, so I will keep it for a long time, and when I grow up, I will beat this amber into a golden hairpin and give it to my sweetheart."
Someone once said that.
Pei Shu's expression slowly froze.
Whether this was the eldest brother's joke or the second brother's remarks, he didn't remember much anymore.
In my memory, this voice coincided with the tone of the two elder brothers, sometimes it was the calmness of the eldest brother, and sometimes it was the escape of the second brother.
In an instant, memories flooded back.
Pei Shu clenched his fists hard.
He seemed to have a rough big hand, rubbing the top of his head when he was a child, holding his elbow around his neck, striking his leg with a wooden stick, correcting his posture of standing on a stake, rolling him into a mud monkey, and then being chased and beaten by his father with a stick.
It's a boy's friendship, between brothers, rude, not so much greasy stuff.
However, every time I think about it, it makes people feel warm, and they can't hate it in that memory.
The expression on Pei Shu's face gradually softened.
In the summer, riding the eldest brother's neck to watch the dragon boat race, the wind on the river is strong, and the dragon boat rows fast, like an arrow off the string; Flying a kite in spring, the big goose-winged kite landed on the peach tree, and the second brother took a bow and arrow. A young man who has just grown up, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes, like a newborn tree.
"Look at the second brother, the second brother will shoot the kite down for you."
Qingyue's young voice crossed the river of time and floated to his ears.
The peach blossoms bloomed so well, the sun shone down, and the golden crumbs fell into his eyes.
Pei Shuhuer closed his eyes, as if he was burned by the broken gold in the sky.
“…… Little Hou Ye, Xiao Hou Ye, what's wrong with you? ”
The voice was as clean as water, and little by little it diffused the illusion in front of him.
Broken gold, peach blossoms, spring winds, the river surface is broken into thousands of points by the sun, and the dragon boat rows out to the sound of drums......
It's all gone.