Wufeng Building

The cultural relics are divided into several rows, and they sit left and right according to the grade. One table for one person, with a variety of delicacies. The sound of the piano moves lightly, and the water sleeves dance. The priest trained the families of these sinners very well, and in the middle of this hall swayed a moving figure, with cinnabar between the lips and blue daisy at the corners of the eyes, which could not be described in a thousand styles.

I can't say the name of this dance, and few people can say the sound of the piano music, but it is shy and delicious, but it is appetizing.

Changxinghou came due to illness, but Wu Yinghou also fell ill for some reason. Without the suppression of these two old people, the generals drank too much, and gradually became a little noisy, judging the dancing girls and the left and right tastes in front of them, laughing and abusing themselves, but they did not lose their true temperament.

The civil official on the other side is much better, his demeanor is fully cultivated, he only eats food occasionally, and drinks only a slight sip. Occasionally, he stroked his beard and chuckled, and those who didn't have a long beard shook their heads, as if they were brewing some peerless verses.

Good acting, really good acting.

Xia Yuanji, the head of the household, looked at the performances of everyone in this hall and admired in his heart: "The court is like a stage, and everyone is a famous person." ”

Zhu Yunwen looked at the next table of the Zheng family, and saw that his brows were deeply locked, and he didn't smile at all, and couldn't help but wonder: "Mr. Zheng, today should be Lao Lingtang's big birthday and happy day, why are you depressed? But the food in this palace doesn't taste good?" He turned his head and looked at the immature young man on his table again: "What do you want to eat?" Say it, and I will let the imperial dining room prepare it for you. ”

"I don't want to eat it. The boy shook his head.

"And what do you want? ”

"I want Your Majesty to return my father's innocence... ”

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Zheng Zhizhong knelt on the ground, with a look of precipice and sea, and his son Zheng Shanru knelt beside him, and there was an eight or nine-year-old young man.

The song and dance stopped, and the music had already withdrawn from the palace. The eyes of the nobles were focused on these three people, and finally fell on the emperor, waiting for his decision.

"Mr. Zheng is saying that this young man is the son of the anti-thief Qi Guozhong?"

"Your Majesty, he is indeed the son of Qi Guozhong, the former prefect of Ganzhou, and Qi Baojun. Zheng Zhizhong raised his head and looked at the lord of the people who was high above, and his voice was neither humble nor arrogant: "Half a year ago, Dongchang chased to Ganzhou in order to track down the whereabouts of the prince of Yan. For some reason, he had a rough relationship with the prefect of Ganzhou, Qi Guozhong, and slaughtered Qi Guozhong's family, and only this loyal servant escaped with this child, which can be regarded as leaving the last trace of blood for the Qi family. ”

"Why?What is the reason??!" Before Zhu Yunwen could speak, Xie Jin suddenly stood up, pointed to Zheng Zhizhong in the hall and said sharply: "Qi Guozhong's collusion with the steppe Tatars, the mob in the Western Regions, with bad intentions, and disobedience to the imperial court is an ironclad fact. Outside the city of Ganzhou, the three thousand guards of the East Factory are loyal to the country, and they have no life left, are they all fake!"

"Your Majesty!" Xie Jin came to the field and knelt on his knees: "Gonggong Xu was also in the city at the time, and the minister heard that at that time, Gonggong Xu even had a desperate letter sent back to the palace, and he had already reported the idea of death, and he was also in danger of surviving." The surname Zheng is scheming, and he has ill intentions, please punish him for the crime of bullying the king!"

"Scholar Xie, I don't know what kind of ironclad evidence you have in your mouth, what kind of ironclad evidence is it?

"The city of Ganzhou is already in ruins. How can there be any physical evidence?" Xie Jin asked rhetorically: "You just said why, I'm asking you why, why don't you answer?"

"Because of a woman. ”

"Which woman?"

"Jade smokes. Zheng Zhizhong looked at Xie Jin, and then looked left and right at the martial arts ministers in the palace, and said: "This girl is the top brand of a green building in Ganzhou, and she is deeply loved by Qi Yubo, the eldest son of Lord Qi. But I didn't expect to hurt the East Factory.

You don't know that the head of the East Factory Inspection Division is as lustful as his life. When I saw this jade smoke in Ganzhou City, I had bad intentions. Because of this, he formed a grudge with Qi Gongzi. ”

"Because of a woman?"

"Eunuchs can be, how can eunuchs be?"

There was a lot of discussion and questioning among the civil and military forces present. But most of them are not very similar to the East Factory. What really has a friendship with Dongchang is a calm face, bowing his head, and not daring to say more. They looked at each other accidentally, but in their eyes, they believed Zheng Zhizhong's ridiculous remarks.

How can eunuchs not be lustful? The name of Ye Yuze's lust is like thunder in the circle, but everyone doesn't dare to mention it.

Zheng Zhizhong walked a few steps on his knees, raised his hand and took off the shirt of the young man behind him, revealing his thin back, and the three big blue characters on it were engraved: "Repay Jun's Kindness"

"Yue Wumu has tattooed on his back, and he has been loyal to the country all his life. Lord Qi also has a tattoo on his back, writing not to forget the grace of heaven, to be conscientious, and to abide by one side. On the back of his son and young son, he can report the three words of Jun'en and take the name of Baojun. The heart of loyalty can be learned from heaven and earth.

Your Majesty, just because of a woman, the group of supervisors in Dongchang deliberately framed it, destroyed loyal ministers, and tarnished his name in his life. It's true that the steppe Tatars are offending the border, but Lord Qi is loyal to Your Majesty and the imperial court, please Your Majesty, Mingjian!"

"Please ask the emperor to return my father's innocence. The clear child's voice was incomparably loud and sharp at this time, and those clear eyes looked directly at the king, the only person in the world who could avenge his father.

This gaze was so bright that Zhu Yunwen subconsciously looked sideways.

For Xu Ruyi's loyalty, Zhu Yunwen has never had the slightest doubt. This kind of trust is not simply rhetoric or years of companionship, but Xu Ruyi has been born and died many times, and he has fought hard.

When he was a child, he sacrificed his life after the imperial garden just to give himself a breath, until the desperate letter sent by Ganzhou City with Fenghua jade broken, and the two in the harem exchanged their lives for gifts.

Along the way, Zhu Yunwen has never seen Xu Ruyi do even a thing that is not good for him. Because of his trust in Xu Ruyi, some of Dongchang's actions, and the collusion with the ministers of the DPRK and China, Zhu Yunwen chose to turn a blind eye.

But he will still be afraid, he will be afraid.

I am afraid that this sincere friendship will be defiled by the influence of power. Countless times, whenever there was hesitation in his heart, he would always step on this doubt a few times and bury it with soil, hoping that he would disappear forever. But many times, the hands of fate will always dig the seeds of doubt out of the soil and hold them in front of his eyes. Even if he closes his eyes, he will open his eyelids, break his head, and force him to look directly.

Until now, there is no way to avoid it.

Wishful... No, Ruyi is not such a person, it must be the people below who make their own decisions, it must be that night Yuze!