After I was reborn, I was scumbag

After Murong Xing recuperated in the East Palace for two days, he was taken to the Ministry of Punishment by the guards of the First Prince's Mansion.

The eldest prince's biological mother is just a court lady, knowing that there is no hope of succeeding to the throne, she has always acted in a low-key manner.This time there is a lesson learned from the fourth prince Shao Ting, so he naturally dare not make any fools.

After more than half a month of trial, he truthfully reported all the evidence collected to Emperor Liang.

In the Palace of Mental Cultivation, the report on the case of Prince Pingxihou had been put on hold for more than a day on the table of Emperor Liang.

"Yang Aiqing, can you guess why I called you here today?"

Standing in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Yang Ling stood with his hands down, watching his nose, nose, nose and heart. Hearing Emperor Liang's question, he hesitated for a while: "I dare to guess, but it's because of the case of Prince Pingxihou?"

"What Ai Qing said is good."

These days, the rebellion of the Lingnan Army and Wei Guo's resurgence of troops to attack the northwest made Liangdi's spirit a lot haggard, his eyes were black and his complexion was a little gray.

"Although Aiqing is still young, she is already the youngest Tanhualang in my dynasty. I have always regarded you as my future minister."

"I don't dare, it's my job to share worries for His Majesty and the future emperor."

Upon hearing Yang Ling's answer, Emperor Daliang nodded thoughtfully: "The fourth prince is now confined to the county prince's mansion. I heard that you have also lived in the prime minister's mansion for a long time these days, shutting yourself out?"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Ling immediately cupped his hands and saluted, with sincere words: "Reporting to Your Majesty, as the attendant of the Fourth Highness, Your Highness offended Long Yan, so naturally I have a share of the guilt. I should be guilty of the same crime."

"What does this have to do with Aiqing? It doesn't have to be like this." Emperor Liang seemed relieved, and said slowly, "If all the courtiers in the court are as straightforward as Aiqing, I can also enjoy Yuyou. joy."

Yang Ling thought about the meaning of Emperor Liang's words, and rolled his eyes: "Your Majesty has raised his ministers. Although our court has internal and external troubles, fortunately, there are many talents. The generals put down the Lingnan rebellion and defeated Wei, but it is just around the corner. "

"What is just around the corner." When Emperor Liang heard Yang Ling mentioning "Lingnan" and "Wei Kingdom", his expression turned ugly. "These generals usually receive imperial salaries, but now they all refuse to lead troops to go out."

"Your Majesty means..." Yang Ling feigned hesitation, "I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Your Majesty said that these generals deliberately declined because of the case of Pingxihou Shizi and refused to go out?"

Emperor Liang picked up the report on the table, and ordered the eunuch close to him to hand it over: "Look at it yourself, this is what the eldest prince reported to me. Others, some ministers asked me to judge Pingxihou's son as useless." Sins of sin!"

Yang Ling took the stack of papers and read them carefully.

"This... Judging from what His Royal Highness has found, there is indeed no strong evidence to say that the son is collaborating with the enemy."

"What's more, the state of Wei is now turning its back on what it said, colluding with the Lingnan Army to attack Jiayuguan again. It can be seen that there is no sincerity in the peace talks. The words of the Wei people may not be credible."

After Yang Ling finished speaking, he looked at Emperor Liang's expression, and added slowly: "But this case is after all a matter of military and national importance, and it is reasonable for His Majesty to send someone to retrial. The generals' refusal to go out because of this matter is a breach of His Majesty's trust."

"It's still Yang Aiqing who understands the truth."

Emperor Liang's expression softened a little, and his tiger eyes were cloudy, but they were full of suspicion.

"Yesterday the crown prince came to see me, and said that he could let Prince Pingxihou be the deputy general and go to suppress the rebellion in Lingnan to show his loyalty. What do Ai Qing think of this plan?"

"I think His Majesty's plan is very clever. As long as His Majesty appoints a trustworthy person as the chief general, even if Pingxihou Shizi really harbors evil intentions, there will be no trouble. What's more, the Murong clan is all in Chang'an, so His Majesty can rest assured."

"Well, this can also boost the morale of the army. I also think it's a good plan. But who does Ai Qing think can be the chief general in suppressing the rebellion in Lingnan?"

Yang Ling smiled slightly when he heard the question, his fair face reflected the candlelight, and a secretive look flashed across his face.

"I am bold, I am willing to recommend myself to lead the army to suppress the rebellion in Lingnan, and share the worries for His Majesty!"

Early in the morning of the second day, a piece of paper was delivered from the Hall of Mental Cultivation to the East Palace.

"What did you say? Father ordered Yang Ling to be the head coach to suppress the rebellion against Lingnan?"

Shao Guan scanned the contents of the document with a single glance, and his handsome face gradually became dignified and anxious.

"Yang Ling is a civil servant who has never led soldiers to the battlefield. How could the emperor suddenly appoint him as the commander?"

The wolfish and ambitious courtier in his previous life has now turned into the commander-in-chief of the first army. Shao Guan dare not think about it. If Yang Ling really leads the troops to suppress the rebellion, whether Chang'an City will be broken by the rebels will be a snap.

"Reporting to Your Highness, I heard that His Majesty summoned Young Master Yang to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to discuss matters yesterday, and he made this decree early this morning."

Shao Guan stared at the document in his hand for a few moments, managed to stabilize his mind, and asked in a deep voice: "Since the father has ordered the son of Murong to be the deputy general, it should be possible to bring the son back from the Ministry of Punishment now, right?"

"Your Highness, as soon as the Eldest Prince received the document, he sent someone over to ask if he wanted to send the Prince to the East Palace. This slave made his own proposal and has already agreed for His Highness..."

As soon as Dong Jiu finished speaking, there was a burst of orderly footsteps outside the hall, from far to near.

Shao Guan suddenly raised his eyes and saw that a young man in a purple gown with a jade crown and hair was walking towards the main hall of the East Palace in a leisurely manner.

The slightly thin face was sharp and angular but not too sharp. The months of torture in prison did not reduce the luxury and arrogance of the young man, but added a bit of restrained edge.

Shao Guan's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and felt that his heartbeat gradually pulled in and faster with the distance between himself and Murong Xing, almost jumping out of his chest.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince. I will be ordered by His Highness to escort Prince Murong to the East Palace."

Shao Guan's pupils narrowed slightly, he looked at Murong Xing quietly, and opened his mouth: "Okay, you guys go back and tell the story, just say that you have thanked the eldest brother."

"Dong Jiu, you should step back too."

When there were only the two of them left in the hall, the corners of Shao Guan's eyes were already a little sour.

"Are you okay? Brother Huang, did you make things difficult for you..."

Shao Guan's gaze almost engraved Murong Xing's face inch by inch greedily, as if he wanted to remember all the hardships the boy suffered in prison in his heart.

It's just that before he could make a move, the young man in front of him stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, with a faint, unknown cold fragrance coming from the tip of his nose.

"I'm fine. Your Majesty didn't use the penalty, and my previous injuries are almost healed."

Shao Guan stretched out his arms to hug Murong Xing back, and heard that the other party's voice seemed a little hoarse.

"What’s wrong with you……"

The young man who was holding him tightly relaxed his hands slightly, and looked down at him. His long and narrow phoenix eyes seemed to be as deep as a deep ocean, filled with tenderness, and seemed to be about to overflow.

"I just... miss His Highness."

A light kiss fell on Shao Guan's brow.

"Anywhere."

[The author has something to say: Shao Guan: "I suspect you are driving but I have no evidence."

Murong Xing: "Huh? Your Highness, where do you think I miss Your Highness?"]