The girl in white took Chen Yuan to the courtyard and asked, "Son, want to avenge his grievances?" But there is a paper, Master Li is my uncle, and I can transfer it for you. ”

This, Chen Yuan was dumbfounded, how did he know that he wanted this, he wouldn't be able to write, and said embarrassedly: "I came in a hurry, and I didn't prepare a paper." ”

The girl in white frowned: "There is no paper, you have evidence to explain your grievances." ”

If there is evidence, I have already beaten the drum and sounded the grievances of the Nanjing government, Chen Yuan said anxiously: "There is no evidence, but the government has not tried it, and we ordinary people have no whereabouts." Girl, you should know how difficult it is for a powerless person to kill a strong man. As long as I see Dong Ming's situation and examine the deceased, the case will naturally be understood. Girl, what I said is true, we are fighting the small people, there is no way to complain, you Guanyin is hearty, please help us. ”

The girl in white had a deep gaze, and she never let go of any expression on Chen Yuan's face. However, from the beginning to the present, the expression on Chen Yuan's face has always been natural.

It's either that his acting skills are too good, or it's ...... What he said was true.

Chen Yuan was also discouraged, and began to think simply, thinking that finding a way to meet Li Fuyin would solve the problem. Now that I think about it, it is indeed very inappropriate, first, there is no evidence to prove the deceased's problem, and I did not look for eyewitnesses, and second, I don't understand anything about the lawsuit.

Chen Yuan arched his hand, revealing a look of loss: "I also know that this matter is very difficult, may I ask the girl's surname?" The girl's heart of help today is in my heart. "After saying that, I was ready to leave, for no reason, why should she help me.

If he can't see Dong Ming's situation, Jiang Ning can't go back. Qiu Yu will definitely not be able to take the test, so it is better to find a place to hide and avoid the limelight.

At this time, the maid came to report: "Miss Jian, Master Li is back." ”

Li Mansion, as soon as Li Shimian returned home, he went straight to the study. When the subordinates saw him greeting him, he ignored him. He usually has a cold face to everyone, and his subordinates don't feel strange.

Master Li sat on the chair, thinking about Yang Shi's words. This case is clearly a wrong case, but is it investigated? How to check? How to check? Can you find it? What about the consequences? If the case is hastily closed, will the case be unjust? Not wronged, after all, he also killed a sword.

Master Li is old-fashioned and upright. He always felt ashamed of such a deception and closed his eyes. Yang Shi doesn't have many words, but words are like knives, and sentences are like swords.

If you continue to investigate, and finally delay the autumn season, the scholars will make trouble, and the blood will flow like a river. Eighteen years ago, in the case of the battle between the north and the south of Hongwu, the blood had not yet coagulated. Master Li only felt his heart pounding, and a cold breath ran down his spine.

After thinking for a while, Master Li quickly laid out the paper on the bookcase and wrote with a pen.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Master Li said angrily: "Go down, this house is still busy." Tell my mother to eat alone first. Disturb me again and get out of the house. ”

The literati are the most taboo when writing, even if they serve tea and water, they must try to keep their voices low, otherwise they will disrupt the other party's train of thought, and they will be disgusted at best, and they will have a grudge at worst.

Lord Li was at war between heaven and man, and when someone came in, he was naturally annoyed.

"Uncle, it's me, Yi Xuan." The person who came was the woman in white, Jian Yixuan.

Master Li's expression softened slightly: "Yi Xuan, aren't you going back?" ”

Jian Yixuan still held the tea tray in her hand, she put the tea tray on the table, gently poured a cup of tea, put it in front of her uncle, and glanced at the fold in front of her uncle. It is probably "the minister is guilty", "the minister cannot be impartial" and so on.

Jian Yixuan, who was thoughtful, said: "Uncle, but I encountered some trouble. ”

Master Li didn't drink tea, after putting the pen away, he held up the rice paper full of words, first blew the ink lightly, and then put it on the table, ready to browse and review again, if it is correct, you can use the print.

After doing this, Master Li sighed: "Yi Xuan, everyone says that my uncle is upright and can be Wei Zheng, but my uncle knows that my uncle is too far worse than Wei Zheng. ”

Jian Yixuan said in a low voice: "Wei Zheng, then there must be Emperor Taizong." ”

Master Li was taken aback and reproached: "Don't talk nonsense. Although I am not allowed to say it, I do agree in my heart that Zhu Di is a rare hero, but he is so happy, likes to kill, and is cruel and ruthless. Compared with Li Shimin's belly, it is not a star and a half worse.

The struggle for the throne, bloodshed is normal. After Li Shimin killed his brother, he did not implicate any courtiers, and the officials of the former prince were equally reused. Zhu Di didn't have that belly, and the courtiers left by Jianwen were killed all over again.

Li Shimin never kills officials, and Zhu Di is like a martial artist. Whoever said that he was wrong, he would fight, sometimes personally go into battle to fight, and if he said that, he would be demoted to an official, or even killed with a cane.

Jian Yixuan saw the panic words on her uncle's fold, and thought that Chen Yuan had found the house, and after thinking about it carefully, she understood the important reason, and said: "Uncle's troubles are probably related to the murder case in Jiangning County." ”

Li Shimian was taken aback: "How do you know?" ”

Jian Yixuan took the opportunity to tell Chen Yuan about coming to the door to avenge his grievances.

Li Shimian stood up, his expression flickered, and he walked back and forth in the house twice. Suddenly, his expression was fixed, and he tore the fold into several parts and threw it into the waste paper heap. Calling out of the house, "Someone." ”

The two family members came in, and Li Shimian said: "Hold that Chen Yuan in the firewood room, keep it tightly guarded, and no one is allowed to approach." ”

The family Ding left in response, and Jian Yixuan panicked: "Uncle, then Chen Yuan is not at fault, why do you want to do this." ”

Li Shimian sighed: "The autumn season is about to begin, and there is no room for mistakes. ”

"Yi Xuan, I'm talking about this, I don't know if you can understand. In the Battle of Jingyan, Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng and others were all killed, Fang Xiaoru was actually punished by the Ten Clans, and the Guozijian was useless, and our literati received an unprecedented blow. The style of writing is not correct, and I am ashamed of the ancestors. ”

Later, although there was a scene of Xie Bachelor supporting the literati, he was persecuted by the old thief Ji Gang, and he died blindly. Throughout the sixteenth year of this dynasty, His Majesty was able to fight well, but he was also warlike. The war costs the people and money, the treasury is empty, and the people are struggling to make a living. ”

"Therefore, we can only hope that more literati will stand up and turn the tide of the country. For the country, for the people, leave some time to recuperate. ”

Jian Yixuan was stunned, no one had ever told her these big truths, and she understood why her uncle was struggling so much just now.

However, Chen Yuan is also a scholar, and he cannot be redressed if he has grievances. Yi Xuan reads and knows that you should not do to others what you do not want to be done to others, and her uncle has a plan, so why embarrass him. ”

Li Shimian said in a deep voice: "As you said, this person can see through the mystery according to his guess, and it must not be simple." I don't want to do anything to kill people with the intention of killing people, and I can't let him do bad things at this juncture. ”

"As for grievances? Is Mr. Fang Xiaoru wronged? Solve the wrongs? But who do they turn to? ”

"Yi Xuan, it's night, don't go back, stay with your grandmother tonight."

Jian Yixuan knew that her uncle had made up her mind, and replied in a low voice, "Yes." ”