Emperor Jing Yuan calmed down and looked around at everyone, and finally stopped his gaze on Han Ye: "Fallen horse, what do you think of this matter?" ”

Han Ye raised his head, looked innocent, lowered his head as if he could not do anything, and responded: "Back to my father, the minister has not been back to the Beijun Mansion for many years, and he knows nothing about the war in Northern Xinjiang and the normal state of people's livelihood, and his father has not written for several months...... The minister is incompetent, has not yet thought of appropriate countermeasures, and cannot solve the worries of his father, which is really ashamed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Han Ye's words and deeds have always been impeccable, after saying this, Emperor Jingyuan can no longer count on him, at this time, Dai Ruliang, the head of the household department, came out and said: "Your Majesty, from the end of last year to the beginning of spring this year, there is a drought in various places, and the wheat in the Hedong Plain connected to the three states of Qingyou Ji is being harvested, the rice in the south of the Yangtze River is not yet mature, and the Lingnan Road is far away, and it cannot be saved, and there must be not much old grain left in the granaries in various places, and the Turkic candidates are going south at this time...... Very cunning. ”

"I want you to think of countermeasures, not to let you tell me how cunning the Turks are and how critical the situation is!" Emperor Jing Yuan was furious.

The ministers were silent again.

When the court came out, most of the courtiers came out of the Taihe Palace, and most of them were still sighing and thinking about countermeasures, and Uncle Li Guo, who was scolded by Yang Hong, was also silent, brushing his sparse mustache, and his expression was extremely distressed. Li Shu didn't dare to open his mouth after his Lao Tzu, he didn't know what national affairs and battlefield grain and grass, but a thought popped up in his heart - Situ He's kid went to the northwest, although he was heroic and incomparable, but if he didn't give him food for ten days and half a month, wouldn't his kid be finished?

Phew, just after thinking about it, he immediately pumped his mouth, bah, bah, think of something unlucky, if the front line really didn't eat, he Li Shu was the pack, and he had to carry him a few bags of rations, rice, wheat, corn, and grains were complete, how could General He be hungry......

Mo Yu saw that his father had a solemn expression, and seemed to be absent-minded, these days, even when he went to the front yard to ask An to accompany him to dinner, he didn't seem to have any emotions. For the country, His Majesty has the final say, but for a big family, the father is the head of the family, and any gossip about the arguments of the eldest son and concubine of the main room is useless, and only with the approval of the father can it be regarded as a reliance. I wanted to go up and ask, but today is a double day, and I should go to the palace to give a lecture to the Seven Princes, but Mo Yu had to endure it and went to the residence of the Seven Princes with the little eunuch who came to greet him.

Han Ye got on the horse, the morning sun shone behind him, pulling the shadows of people and horses for a long time, and there was a slight imperceptible smile on his usual expressionless face, the grievances of the two old foxes for many years, can they only compete with war? If you look closely, his bottomless starry eyes are dyed with deep sadness, and the smile is gradually bitter, if the Beijun Mansion really gets what he wants, how can he leave Shengjing alive? The father has so many sons, and it doesn't matter if he is missing......

"Fallen horse, there are some clues in the case of Wu Zhuangyuan!" Liu Xiancheng, the secretary of the Criminal Department, stopped Han Ye and said.

"Oh?" Han Ye turned his head, his expression was instantly solemn, and his frowning eyebrows never stretched.

"Yes, last night's interrogation of those detained people, some people accused that on the night Wu Zhuangyuan was killed, two people went to the inn, talked to Wu Zhuangyuan, and drank together...... "Liu Xiancheng told Han Ye everything he got about it.

Han Ye turned over and got off the horse early, standing opposite Liu Xian, in fact, he didn't hear what Liu Xiancheng said, the sun shone straight from his right eye, shaking him a little dizzy, he saw Lin Cenzhi's tearful eyes from that halo, and the bright eyes of the girl he loved the most glared at him with hatred...... His hand unconsciously clenched tightly in his sleeve, and his palm stabbed, the murderer is here, what clues do you need?

The voices in his ears suddenly stopped, and Han Ye reacted consciously, pulled a faint smile at the person opposite, and responded, "Okay, I'll go with Lord Liu to have a look." ”

The hand clenched in his sleeve loosened little by little, and his steps were more steady than anyone else's, Han Ye, this is your way, no matter what, you have to move forward, as soon as you stop, you will lose all your efforts.

……

"Sir, sir! Oh no! ”

Zuo Xiang took a sedan chair back to his house after handling government affairs, and walked halfway to the sedan chair and was stopped, Zuo Xiang heard the voice of the housekeeper, opened the sedan curtain and reprimanded angrily: "What is it called?" What kind of system does this blue sky and white day street become? ”

Seeing the butler's face pale, Zuo Xiang frowned: "What's wrong?" Say it. ”

The housekeeper only cared about panting, looked around smartly, leaned into the left minister's ear and whispered: "Master, the third son...... Someone's dead! ”

"What?!" Zuo Xiang was taken aback, "Make it clear!" ”

"Yes, sir." The housekeeper was so anxious that he jumped straight in place, and he couldn't rest, so he told the truth: "The third prince killed a small man in Bibo Pavilion and the little man's concubine, and the slave couldn't tell you in a hurry that he wanted to take the money to send the matter away, but who expected them to ask for an explanation if they didn't forgive." The slave saw that the silver could not solve the problem, so he asked some skilled people in the house to keep doing it...... However, who would have thought that someone would save them and tie up the third prince and say that he wanted to ...... I want to send the official! One Life...... Lose your life......" The butler's voice became weaker and weaker, and he grinned and didn't dare to look at Zuo Xiang's face.

It is also a common thing that the sons and daughters of the officials and ministers of Beijing have played well, who has never had a few lives in their hands, just looking at the appearance of the housekeeper, it is not the first time that this kind of thing has happened.

Zuo Xiang was very surprised: "Who is so bold?" ”

If something happens, don't ask about the sins of the descendants of the unscrupulous, and ask who intervened first, naturally out of the confidence of the left minister. Those Beijing officials and officials who are lower do not dare to be enemies of the Xiangguo Mansion, there is no need to make a fish die between the families who are on an equal footing, most of the time they choose to turn a blind eye even if they collide, who has the courage to dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

The butler seemed to be waiting for his words, and took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to him: "Master, this is the letter from that man to you......"

Zuo Xiang took a look and was immediately surprised: "It's him?!" ”

This handwriting was so familiar that it had disturbed him for seven days, so that he could not sleep peacefully every night, and now he threw it in front of him like a talisman, and the letter had only a few words, and the handwriting was extremely neat: "Ten miles of pavilions on the outskirts of the city, talk about your heart." ”

Zuo Xiang's breathing couldn't help but be rough, and he quickly came back to his senses, and whispered to the housekeeper: "Prepare the carriage, take a few people, and follow me to the Shili Pavilion on the outskirts of the city." ”

The Shili Pavilion on the outskirts of the city is sparsely populated, and there is only one pavilion for resting, and most of the criminals who are assigned to the frontier set off from here, so ordinary people dare not approach it easily. Zuo Xiang got out of the carriage, looked over from a distance, and saw a person kneeling in the pavilion, that person was tied up with five flowers, and his head was covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Zuo Xiang held his breath and beckoned to Jiading, Jiading walked over and tore off the black cloth, and the kidnapped person screamed in horror, "Ahh

"Oh, the third prince ......" The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and removed the things from Mo Xun's mouth.

"Daddy! Father! Save me! Save me! As soon as Mo Xun's mouth was free, he was busy crying and shouting.

Zuo Xiang didn't say anything at first, but when he saw that although Mo Xun was embarrassed, he didn't suffer any injuries, so he suddenly slapped him in a hurry, gritted his teeth and said, "Evil animal!" What a good thing you do! Murder and arson, you are so daring! ”

Mo Xun has always been rampant, and there has never been anyone else in his eyes, and after listening to Zuo Xiang's reprimand, he also defended: "It was Duan Sleeve's slut who betrayed me!" He's hooking up with someone else behind my back! I can't swallow this! ”

"What slut? You still don't know how to reflect! Zuo Xiang was so angry that he coughed violently.

The housekeeper helped him sit down, and Mo Xun told him what happened. It turned out that after Mo Xun had enough of playing with women, he suddenly learned that Li Shu had some thoughts about men, so he went to the small shop with those fox friends and dog friends, and hooked up with that sleeve. Mo Xun had fun with a man for the first time, and he was very dead-eyed, and he was tired of being with that sleeve all day long, and he didn't even want to go back to the house, and he didn't allow others to get close to Duan Sleeve.

That sleeve is a well-known coquettish flower butterfly, and he can't stand Mo Xun's strong desire to control, so he took advantage of Mo Xun's absence to make love with others again. I don't know who told the secret, these two people were caught and raped in bed by Mo Xun, how could Mo Sangongzi tolerate sand in his eyes, and he killed the adulterer and adulteress in a fit of anger.

When the person died, he was not awake, he was caught as soon as he walked out of the door, his subordinates couldn't become the climate, and he was tied up with five flowers and thrown into the car with his head covered, the other party threatened to kill people to pay for his life, he thought that this time he was dead, but he didn't expect to wait for so long that his old man came, how he cried with joy, and even half of the arrogant momentum came back, and he forgot that he had just been slapped in the face, and his body was still kneeling, looking up at Zuo Xiang and saying: "Dad!" Father! You must be the master of your son! That bastard who killed a thousand knives actually dared to arrest me, I must let him walk around without eating! ”

During the pitch, Zuo Xiang saw that Mo Xun was holding a letter in the rope that tied him behind him, and he was already quite experienced, so he pulled out the letter without a sound, opened it, and swept it word by word: "As the son of an important minister, when the country is in danger, he still stays in the prostitute and does not return at night, this is the first sin." Ignoring human life and seeing no king's law is the second sin. Unrepentant, corrupting the doorway, and ruining the reputation of the Mo family, this is the third sin. Such a great rebel deserves to be punished. However, the legal principle is nothing more than human affection, and the sinner is still young, and it is really unbearable to be severely punished. ”

In just a few words, Zuo Xiang broke out in a cold sweat after reading it, any of the first two charges were enough to put Mo Xun to death, and the last one thought of the intimacy relationship, indicating his identity, and then telling him that everything was settled, and he just needed to bring people back.

Quiet, faceless, sincere but full of threats in his words, what is a proper aftermath? How did he believe in him?

But what if you don't believe him?

Zuo Xiang pinched the letter in the palm of his hand, and when Mo Xun came to cry again, he kicked him over, and scolded with great anger: "Evil animal! You really deserve to be killed! Walk! Go home! ”

No matter how angry you are, after all, it is your own flesh and blood, and the tiger poison does not eat children. Sitting in the carriage, Zuo Xiang was thinking about a solution all the way, and when the carriage stopped, he still didn't come up with it. What can I do? He could only meet the waste son who had never looked at him properly.

The sky was full of colorful clouds in the west, Mo Wen and his wife were sitting in front of the cottage in the side courtyard with dinner, one by one red dragonflies flew in front of them, if they didn't care about national affairs and world affairs, just the two of them, this scene was really quite warm and harmonious.

In May, Mo Wen's appetite seemed to be much better, and he ate a little more than in April, but he still didn't have much meat, like a monk who fasted in the temple. His wife had always been meatless and unhappy, and he couldn't eat it, so he watched her eat it, and his expression was unusually gentle. Occasionally, his wife, seeing that he was so attentive, thought that he wanted to taste it too, offered him something to eat, but he did not answer, but leaned over to her lips and sucked it, and then turned her head away to look away, no matter how she reacted.

However, this shameless act will not work if you do too much, and no matter how quickly you lean out, you can't kiss it, and his wife has already been on guard, but it's also interesting to tease her if she can't kiss her, Mo Wen looked at her frowning and smiled like a fool - he didn't know it himself.

The housekeeper walked out of the peach forest at this moment, the chopsticks in Bailijing's hand stopped, and he watched the slightly fat housekeeper panting across the small bridge and flowing water, greeting them, and finally getting to the point: "The eldest son, Xiangye...... Please come and visit. ”

Mo Wen couldn't speak, his expression was quite surprised, Bailijing sat up straight, and asked vigilantly, "What's the matter?" ”

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The turtle crawled back, crawled home to be precise, huhu, it's nice to be home, it's good...... Xie relatives never gave up, they were embarrassed to say anything, and worked hard to write an article, en.