In the end, the young man is in good health, or maybe it is Concubine Zheng Guifei's dedication, and the next day Gongye Han will be alive and well.

As for last night's incident, both of them tacitly agreed not to mention it again.

Wen Ling was even more convinced that everything yesterday was because his brain burned out.

The Ministry of Rites invited all the candidates for adopted sons to the imperial study, waiting for the emperor to come and choose.

Gongye Han also brought Wenling.

The reason is that in the future, Gongye Yansi will nominally be raised under Wen Ling's knees, and he should meet no matter what.

Wen Ling sighed: "Alas, I don't even have a boyfriend yet, so I had a child first, this should be a step." ”

Unexpectedly, communism failed to realize the welfare of the objects allocated by the state and the children, and it was realized here.

Gongye Han said: "It's just nominal, he won't live in Yilan Palace, and his life is taken care of by palace people, if you don't like children, you can also be exempted from morning and dusk." ”

In the imperial study, eight or nine children stood in a row. Hearing the eunuch singing, they all looked up one after another, and only one child stood there like rope and ink, not moving.

Although the two candidates for the adopted son have been decided, they still have to go through the motions. Gong Yehan had to pretend to ask each child about the situation one by one, and then pretended to exchange opinions with Wen Ling.

Some children are so nervous that they can't even speak because they are facing the saint for the first time. Although some of them are fluent in answers, they speak in an official tone at a young age, as if they are memorizing texts.

Gong Yehan just asked what he liked to eat on weekdays, and he could tell you about the world of the family and the country, and how difficult the people's livelihood was, obviously he was taught at home before he came.

Exam-oriented education is harmful!

Only Gongye thinks about it. Although he also copes with it freely, he looks natural throughout the whole process and does not squint. Words and deeds are like a ruler, and even the appearance is very marked. However, at the age of nine, it is rare to be so humble and arrogant in front of the emperor, and to advance and retreat in a certain way.

At the end of the question, Gongye Han said: "Which child does Concubine Ai like?" ”

"The concubine likes this, and she looks blessed." Wen Ling walked up to a chubby child and said.

Because Gongye Feng said that she would blow the wind in her ears to Gongye Han, the play still has to be performed.

Gong Yehan continued to perform her play: "Concubine Ai doesn't know, men and women are different, men will become stupid when they get fat, my adopted son is likely to inherit the throne in the future, how can he be fat?" ”

The little fat man was aggrieved by Gong Yehan.

Wen Ling glared at Gong Yehan: If you want to praise, what are you doing when you step on it?

"I like this," Gongye Han walked up to Gongye Yansi, but after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of any literate words to praise, so he had to say, "This is good, just him." ”

From today onwards, eighteen-year-old Wen Ling will be called "Mother Concubine" by a seven-year-old child.

Wen Ling saw that he was really good-looking, and couldn't help but tease him, so he took his hand and said, "You look really good-looking, like a girl, is there anyone in interest?" If not, I'll show you one later. ”

Who knew that Gongye Yansi hurriedly withdrew his hand, took a step back, and bowed: "Xie Guifei Niangniang is beautiful, but the man is twenty weak crowns, and he stands at thirty, Yansi is only nine years old this year, and he is really not old enough to consider marriage." ”

obviously has a very immature voice, but the words he says are straightforward, like a little adult.

After the person was selected, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu asked Gongye Yansi to go back to King Kang's Mansion to pack up and enter the palace tomorrow.

Wen Ling also passed the news to King Ping.

*

In King Ping's mansion, Gong Yefeng looked at the note handed out by Wen Ling and thought deeply, his face was extremely ugly.

He couldn't figure out why things were getting out of his control, and why this Gongye Han was smarter than he thought.

He burned the note and instructed the guards beside him, "This Gongye Yansi can't survive tonight." ”

"Yes."

*

That night, a fire burned King Kang's mansion to the ground.

A total of 147 masters and servants in the house, including King Kang and Princess Kang, all died.

When the news reached the palace, Wen Ling was discussing with Gongye Han in the Zichen Hall about cleaning up the forbidden army. Hearing the news, her brain "boomed", as if she had been struck by lightning.

Her first thought after coming to her senses was: How should she notify the family of the deceased?

She thought that if she left Gongye Yansi in the palace overnight, let the little eunuch go home in disguise as him, and then hand over a fake news, it would be foolproof.

But I didn't expect that Gongye Feng would rush to such a heinous point!

Gongye Han retreated left and right, walked in front of Wen Ling, and gently hugged her into his arms. He wanted to comfort Wen Ling: these are paper people. But for some reason, he couldn't say it.

Wen Ling lay on his shoulder, tears flowing uncontrollably, from the initial whimper to a howl.

I don't know how long she cried, she finally stopped, quickly wiped away her tears, and said: "The Pingwang Party in the forbidden army, according to what you said, kill them all!" ”

But this time Gong Yehan hesitated, he looked at the killing intent rising in Wen Ling's eyes, that killing intent was too familiar to him, like a vicious beast that would devour people.

He said, "If you don't put your mind to it, we can think of other ways." ”

Wen Ling said: "No, indecisiveness, appeasement will only make more people die, when it rains, only if you run fast enough, there will be fewer raindrops." ”

Let Wen Chuan be the commander of the forbidden army in order to make the forbidden army completely available to them, if you don't clean up these people, then this move is meaningless.

"Have you thought about it?" Gongye Han asked.

"Hmm." She replied. The sound is crisp.

"Then let me and Wen Chuan do it, don't interfere," before Wen Ling opened his mouth to object, Gong Ye Han said again, "I know what you want to say, I'm not questioning you, tomorrow Gong Ye Feng will definitely know that Gong Ye Yansi is still alive, and the first thing he suspects at that time is you, if this suspicion is aggravated by the matter of the forbidden army, I am afraid that he will attack you, but now we are not enough to compete with him." ”

Wen Ling was finally persuaded by Gongye Han, and the only thing she had to think about now was how to tell Gongye Yansi.

In the Yong'an Palace, Gongye Yansi was reading under the lamp.

It is very close to the Yilan Palace, and it is also the sleeping palace of the princes of the past dynasties.

Outside the Yong'an Palace, Wen Ling was hesitating.

Her mother, a former detective, had told her some tips on notifying the families of the deceased, and she tried to recall.

Sit them down, slow down, show empathy, don't lose control of your emotions, and don't say, "I understand how you feel."

The method she knows, but to do it is another matter.

"If I don't go, don't go in." Gongye said coldly.

Wen Ling shook his head with a firm expression: "No, I can't escape, if it weren't for my negligence, if it wasn't for me pulling him into the game-"

"Wen Ling, Wen Ling, look at me," Gong Ye Han hugged Wen Ling's shoulders and forced her to face herself, and said solemnly, "It was Gong Ye Feng who killed innocents indiscriminately, none of us would have thought that he would do this, it's not your fault, understand?" ”

Wen Ling was stunned for a moment before slowly nodding.

Gong Yehan took her hand and said softly, "I'll go in with you." ”

Seeing the emperor and the concubine coming in together, Gong Ye wanted to stand up and salute.

"No need, you sit." Wenling Road.

The lights in the room were still bright, and the tear stains on her face were palpable.

Gongye was stunned for a moment, but still stood up and saluted: "Erchen has seen his father and his mother. ”

The gestures are as measured as in the imperial study during the day.

Wen Ling stepped forward to help him up, "You don't have to salute when you see me in the future, if you don't want to call me the concubine, you can also call me the concubine." ”

She took Gongye Yansi to the chair and sat down, looked at his eyes that were innocent and ignorant of the world, and stopped talking several times.

"Is there something wrong with my father and mother coming so late?" He asked.

Wen Ling's hand lightly pressed on his shoulder, and said slowly: "Just now, there was a report from outside the palace, saying that there was a fire in King Kang's Mansion, and when the fire was extinguished, there was no living person inside. ”

Wen Ling will never forget the look on her that time when Gongye Yansi looked at her.

First shocked, incredulous, and then denied: "Impossible, I was fine when I went out, and there are so many mansion guards in the house day and night, this must be a mistake." ”

His clean eyes, with an almost pleading look, begged Wen Ling to give him a negative answer.

Wen Ling lowered his eyes, not daring to look him directly into the eyes. He said slowly: "They...... There is no mistake, King Kang and Princess Kang have passed away. ”

didn't hear the answer he wanted, and Gongye Yansi looked at Gongye Han with a verifying look.

The answer is the same.

He sat in his chair, still sitting upright, but his eyes began to panic. With his hands on his lap, he kept clutching his shirt, and he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

A seven-year-old child tries to hide his grief and collapse under self-denial, wrap it up, and swallow it again.

Seeing him like this, Wen Ling realized that she had no way to treat him as a family member of the deceased.

He is not a family member of the deceased, he is a public speaker.

It is a person with a name and a surname, flesh and blood, and from now on she is connected to her fate.

She squatted down, held his hand, and her voice trembled: "Child, cry if you want to, don't hold it like this, I feel uncomfortable when you look like this." ”

Hearing this, Gongye Yansi looked down at her, and finally let go of his little hand and gently wiped the tears from Wen Ling's face. Then he said, "Mother, I want to go back to the house to see them." ”

His father, mother, brothers, sisters, and nurses and attendants who took care of him since childhood.

Even if only charred corpses remained, he wanted to go back and see him one last time.

"No, it's not safe right now." Gongye cold road.

To go out now is to be sent to death.

This sentence is also equivalent to telling Gongye Yansi the cause of this tragedy.

He finally started crying little by little, and his collapse had to be controlled, and his crying had to be controlled.

Wen Ling got up and hugged him, he lay in Wen Ling's arms, and his cry was muffled, so that it didn't seem so big.

"Child, don't worry, I will definitely slaughter that animal to avenge your whole family, I will!" Wenling Road.

It took a long time for the crying to stop. Gongye Yansi also fell asleep.