Chapter 57: Stealing Paintings

"What did you do if you drew an egret the other day?" Song Yuxuan asked him. He didn't say anything. He's a great talker. "Did you draw that?" "No, you drew it." Song Yuxuan said to him with a smile. Song Yingche's weak voice aroused Song Yuqiu's fighting spirit, after all, Xue Mozhi took out the painting and really showed off at the banquet, this is where Xue Mozhi's personality lies.

Song Yingche and his concubines were doing it. The concubines did not dare to slack off. Take it yourself. The man next to him was motionless. Song Yuxuan smiled at him. The probe pushed open the straight-edged cupboard and fumbled. Amazed, he said, "Why not?" The concubines were clearly placed here, why not?

"No need to rummage, it's already been stolen".

"Who is it?" Song Yu asked in amazement.

"Don't worry about it first," Seeing Song Yuqiu's unconvinced look, Song Yingche forced him to ask: "Think about it, apart from the palace maid next to you, is there anyone else?" ”

"What about the others? Song Yuxuan asked her, and she replied with a smile: "Yes." Song Yuxuan asked again: "Who are you?" She smiled even brighter, "Song Yuyu is the eldest princess of Shouning. Song Yusui was stunned for a moment. Song Yusui bent her elbows against her chin and pondered: "In the past few days, my body has been sleepy, and most of the people who come Song Yusui have blocked back, only Sister Ning and Princess Shouning, they will never allow it." That's right, there is a palace maid named Ye Jingchun in Xingyun Hall. When Song Yusui was a medicine girl, she was very familiar with her, and often went to her to ask for pen and ink. She would not allow it. ”

"It was this palace maid who stole the scroll from you and handed it to the Xue family," Song Yingche was shocked in his heart: "And Xue Mozhi also took it as his thing in a grand manner and displayed it to everyone at the banquet."

The silence for a long time made Song Yuqiu lower his head, and Song Yingche said slowly, word by word: "You are too gullible to others!" ”

Song Yuqiu lied after all, and she couldn't help but feel weak, so she avoided asking: "How should Song Yingche deal with it?" ”

"The two men who were taken into the riot chamber will not survive. A voice rang in his ears. A man suddenly appeared in front of him. The man was wearing a blue coat and had a pistol in his hand. His eyes were fixed on the man. "Why did you say this to Song Yuxuan? There is a cold light in his eyes, just like the wind on a winter night, and he must hate the man who lied to him.

More calculations and less borrowing Chun'er to sing a bitter trick to the end, and Xue is a woman who sleeps in the same bed with Song Yingche after all, he thinks of his feelings, and it is just a few paintings, and at most he is expelled into the cold palace Xie Fang Palace, and he is not willing to take the lives of the two of them at all. However, when Song Yuxuan picked up the yellow paper and saw the four big words "killing chickens and taking eggs", he suddenly felt that he was a helpless person. Unexpectedly, Song Yingche was ruthless and unjust, and his handling made Song Yuqiu feel cold.

Song Yuxuan retracted her skirt and bowed down, interceding for the two: "The concubine also asks Song Yingche to spare the lives of the two!" ”

Song Yingche stared at Song Yuqi and said, "Aren't people annoying stealing paintings? ”

Song Yuxuan asked: "Hate is in the bones, but it does not lead to human life." Please convict Song Yingche! ”

"The palace maid next to Xue's was quickly recruited, Xue's couldn't draw it at all, it was all done by a painter from Xingyuntang, and the palace maid who stole your painting was the person next to this person, and the painter was naturally sentenced to death and was locked up in Xingyuntang. Xue changed her mind and stole your painting, and I saw through it that she was guilty of bullying the king. Naturally, it should be killed. Xue Fucheng said to the eunuchs. Yes, he painted Song Yuqiu so beautifully! The eunuchs replied in unison. Xue Fucheng nodded. Why did he do that? The word "kill" that was bitten out heavily was permeated with hatred.

"Cheng Ye, in order to protect Song Yingche's wisdom, Song Yingche could only convict Xue Mozhi of stealing the painting frame of his concubine, and the crime of knocking on the side damaged Song Yingche's reputation. After all, the Xue family has served Song Yingche for a whole year, and he is not popular in the palace. ”

Song Yuqiu secretly glanced at Song Yingche, he seemed to be pondering, Song Yuqiu mustered up the courage to say cautiously: "And now in the eyes of people, only the Xue family's jealousy and the crime of stealing the paintings of the courtiers and concubines are left, and in addition, they are all rumors between palace maids, without any evidence." Song Yingche was re-convicted, and for no reason he implicated another painter, which is reminiscent of this. Take 10,000 steps back and say, this painter may also become a victim, and he will be stolen by the palace maid, without realizing it. ”

"So, what do you think?" Zhou Yonggang said with a smile. "That's what you want to know, right?" Song Yuxuan replied with a smile. "You're too old-fashioned!" He said to Song Yuqiu with some impatience. There was a faint hint of concession in his tone, and Song Yuxuan casually pushed Zhou and said: "There is only one crime of stealing paintings on the stage, so it is better to use it to sentence Xue and the palace maid to the cane." The painter is exempted from the crime, and can only be sentenced to lax supervision or demotion. ”

Song Yingche pondered for a while, then helped Song Yusui and said, "Don't talk about that, but Xin, you vomited fiercely in the morning, is this okay?" Why don't you choose a doctor? ”

"The concubine is okay!"

"No..."He smiled ambiguously, he hadn't seen it for a long time, and Song Yuqiu blushed inexplicably.

Leaning sideways and pressing his lips, he had long anticipated its speculation, but he did not allow it to speak. "Where are you going?" Song Yuxuan wanted to ask him. "Let's eat in the palace!" He replied with a smile. "Then go to the Forbidden City!" Song Yuqiu pointed the way at him. At a glance, he saw the twilight outside the hall, and the remnant sun was dripping with blood, and nudged him and said, "It's too late, Song Yingche should have a meal." ”

"That's what I'm here to use." Tang Taizong Li Shimin said to a palace maid, "What color is your hand?" "The palace people told Song Yuqiu: black, yellow and green. Tang Taizong asked: "Why do you use such a color?" Song Yingche called Jiang Chuan over, Jiang Chuan ordered the palace maids to go to the cloth, Song Yuqiu and he were not comfortable eating, after all the hardships, Song Yuqiu's hands were soaked in the copper basin and washed, and he reminded kindly with a side face: "Song Yingche don't make a living, it's time to return to Zhenguan Palace!" ”

Song Yingche nodded and put down the tea that gargled his mouth, and without asking, he pulled Song Yuqiu outside Lan Ruotang. It was a sunny and sunny night. When Song Yuxuan pushed open the door, he saw a handsome man sitting on the bed, holding a book in his hand and reading it. Song Yuqiu was immediately stunned, and reacted quickly, he acquiesced to Song Yuqiu's sleeping behavior tonight.

Worried that his status was still low and he couldn't take the chariot, he gave up the chariot and the two walked to the Zhenguan Hall together.

I didn't return at night, and gradually got used to the Zhenguan Palace's night, counted how many drops of water leaked, and fell asleep in a trance.

The late autumn sky was overcast, and the wind blew on the pear leaves like the voice of a woman crying bitterly. "Let's go! Let's go! Ning Zi took Song Yuqiu's hand and shouted against the wall. What's wrong? What are you doing here? Song Yuxuan hurriedly asked. Song Yuxuan's body was cold, and she was even more afraid of the cold, so she wrapped her neck with rabbit fur in advance, and then put on a lake-green pinched gold silk cloak and trekked to Yuyixuan, Sister Ning was not at home, leaving only Yixue alone when she was combing the wool in the hall, when she saw Song Yuqiu, she asked for peace and said: "The master went to the Taiji Hall to ask for blessings, but he didn't return, Su Shunyi might as well wait in the palace, and the slave maid came to make tea!" ”