Song Weiyong took half a step back and bowed to the ground: "In terms of time, Chen Shao left Beijing and arrived in Sichuan in January of the eighth year of Yuanjia. At the end of March, he went missing after surveying the terrain in the barren mountains of northern Shaanxi. Several members of the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Industry visited the local area, and His Majesty specially sent more than 500 local soldiers to search everywhere, but to no avail. And Chen Shao appeared in Linjiang eight months later in November. ”

Emperor Yuan Jia raised his head, and the dark pupils reflected the candle flame, and printed a star of silver: "What does Song Ge Lao mean is that in the past eight months, Chen Shao has wandered around a large area of wilderness in Sichuan and Shaanxi to Linjiang Mansion?" ”

"Your Majesty." Song Weiyong clasped his hands on his abdomen, bowed down respectfully, and the big sleeves of his red official robe hung down, showing more and more pale faces.

If Chen Shao chooses the barren mountains and travels, this way to Linjiang Mansion will not be noticed, but it can be trusted.

Emperor Yuan Jia stared back at Song Weiyong for a while, and curled his lips: "Have you ever demonstrated?" ”

Since observing Chen Ying's trial, this word has often been on his lips, and whenever there are words and things that are not rigorous enough, they must be used in relation to them.

Song Weiyong took a bamboo in his chest, and said with a salute: "Since Your Majesty issued the decree, the ministers have been investigated by Sichuan, Shaanxi, Hubei, Henan and other provinces, and now they are waiting for a reply. If His Majesty agrees, the minister will summon people tonight to discuss, draw up the route of Chen Shao's exile to Linjiang Mansion that year, and send official documents to the provinces tomorrow. ”

He bowed down again, and the old man's voice turned around, like a cold night, not in the same tone as the fragrance of flowers and candles: "Again, the Linjiang Mansion and the counties also need to send additional manpower to visit the households and investigate carefully." Weichen thinks that it is not advisable for the pearl to be dusty, and it is not a good strategy to know the bricks, and the truth and falsehood must always be distinguished, bad is bad, good is good, one more point, one less point, it is inappropriate. It's just that the matter is not small, and it still needs to be decided by His Majesty. ”

"Very good." Emperor Yuanjia bowed his head, the smile on his face did not move, he stretched out his sleeves, and the tone of his words turned according to his intentions: "The affairs of Linjiang Mansion and the provinces always belong to the Ministry of Officials, so they will be handed over to the old Song Pavilion to worry about, and I will no longer issue decrees here." ”

The Ministry of Officials is the head of the world's officials, and Chen Shao is also one of them, and his line is stopped, and it is naturally handed over to the Ministry of Officials to find out.

"How did Chen Shao leave Linjiang Mansion, so did Wu Qian say it?" Emperor Yuan Jia asked again.

Song Weiyong said: "Wu Qian said that in March this year, Chen Shao went to Linxian County to inspect the embankment, but he did not return. Because he often went to the dam to inspect, and often did not come back for several months, so everyone did not take it seriously, until Wu Qian entered Beijing to report on his work, went to the edict prison to meet the window, was surprised to see Chen Shao, and asked him about his origin, and was in line with the 'good man of Qinghe', so he reported to the old minister. ”

"I see." Emperor Yuan Jia nodded, and his restrained eyes were full of candle flames.

After a long time, he turned his hand to look, the night was miserable, the flowers bloomed better than the snow, the fragrance was faint and circuitous, and finally it was swept away by the cool breeze.

"Now that the past is over, Chen Shao's affairs in Beijing ......" he sighed slightly, and the breath on his body became gentle:

"In the end, he has suffered a little, and I can't wronged my courtiers in vain, the cabinet has been working hard these days, and I will come over to see if there is a suitable place, and first settle his heart."

Song Weiyong's eyelids were hanging, his eyes were blurred under the shadow of the lamp, and Du Xiwen also hung his head slightly, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, both of them should be.

"In two days." Yuan Jia glanced at them and seemed to smile: "Within two days, give me an answer." ”

He sighed suddenly, pounded his waist, and spoke very tiredly: "Don't mention his three, five, or seven ideas again, so that I can choose them." This matter has dragged on for too long, and I am tired and panicked, so you can come up with a quasi-method and get rid of this matter first. ”

Song and Du both raised their heads, one of their faces shook like the wind swept the water, and the other looked like a candle was about to go out, but there were only two pieces of rotten wood and a pair of pillars.

"Lao Chen (Wei Chen) obeys the order." The two pavilion elders saluted in a deep voice.

Emperor Yuan Jia curled the corners of his lips: "It is more deeply exposed, the clouds are dark, and the path is hidden, I will not leave two of them, and go back first." Then he raised his voice and ordered: "Come here, pick up a few big lanterns and send my two Aiqing out of the palace." ”

Several small eunuchs heard the sound, and they all carried palace lamps in their hands, tulle plain silk skin, and butter candles burned out the sound of "peeling", which reflected the shadows of the flowers like day.

The two thanked Long En, turned out of the small garden, and walked silently all the way in the wind, all the way, all the way, all the way to the cool body, all the way to the dead wood in autumn, until they walked outside the gate of the forbidden palace, Fang Qiqi coughed.

"Song Shoufu, please."

"Master Du, please."

Two red martyrs' official robes, one east and one west, went in opposite directions and got into the car separately.

Song Weiyong was riding a horse to return home, while Du Xiwen's eight-carrying sedan chair turned a corner halfway and went around Liao Youfang's mansion.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

The two factions gathered in their respective formations, rubbing their fists, foaming at the mouth, arranging troops, and dispatching generals, and they were bound to distinguish each other.

And in the Chen Mansion in Poplar Hutong, it is another scene.

The main room of "Ming Xi Hall" is in the middle room, Li quietly stands in front of the window, the black silk hangs her shoulders, her pale face is like snow, and the red candle reflects the room, but her eyebrows and eyes cannot be reflected.

Luo's mother was carefully persuading on the side: "Mrs., why is this difficult? The master came back easily, and it was time for the family to be reunited, how could the wife move out instead? Isn't the lord sad? ”

"So what should I do? Baba him to ask the cold and ask for warmth? Li's eyes were as pale as ice, and there were two faint fine lines at the corners of his eyes, depicting a sinister aura, "He's sad?" Am I not sad? In the past eight years, even though I have avoided people, I have not pulled down what I should have done. But what about him? ”

She sneered, raised a thin eyebrow, and the anger in her eyes became cold: "He is a 'good man in Qinghe', he has a good reputation for the country and the people, and I deserve to be a woman in the house for those eight years?" Deserve to be scared? Do two children deserve to suffer? ”

Her eyes were red, but instead of sadness, she was angry: "For him, our family was swept out of the house, used as a conversation after dinner, and became a laughing stock in the capital." As the head of the family, he didn't say that he was for the good of the family, and he didn't say that he pulled my two children up, but dragged the whole family to the funeral. If it weren't for Ah Man's ability to settle the murder case alone, and our family would have a murderous servant, what kind of good reputation would this be? Isn't this due to him? Does he still know how to be sad? ”

When she said this, Mother Luo was shocked when she heard it, and she hurriedly pulled her to the inner room, and said in a loud voice: "Mrs., Mrs., my good wife, you can extinguish the fire." Mrs. and the old man and the young husband and wife, now they are accompanied by a good life, eating in this pot, the spoon has to touch the chopsticks, if the wife blindly compares to the truth, what will happen in the future? ”

After finishing speaking, he burst into tears again, choked up and persuaded again: "What this angry person says is the most hurtful, and my wife would rather keep her voice down than let outsiders listen." ”()

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