Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

A corpse was dragged out of the Prince's residence.

Within a short while, the news quickly spread to the ears of some people in the imperial palace, which is widely heard.

The incense in the warm pavilion was slowly burning.

A needle was stuck on the wooden table not far away, Luan Qingan was no longer here, just now when the eunuchs dragged him away, they opened the door, and a little chill came in from the Nuan Pavilion.

Tian Nan took the needle, Lian Shen glanced at it slightly, put down the teacup and said, "It's bloody."

Ying Jingjue: "Perhaps I'm not very proficient yet, my hands are shaking a little, which disappoints the teacher."

Lian Shenwei stood up and said with a smile: "Your Highness is already well, there is still something to do in the minister's residence, so let's go first."

Ying Jing decided to nod, and said with concern: "Teacher, go slowly, Xiao Zhizi, take out the two century-old ginseng and Shuangluohua in the warehouse of the palace and give it to the teacher. The teacher has just come out of the imperial prison, so he must make up for it."

Xiao Zhizi should be too busy.

Lian Shen left with a slight smile, and left the East Palace with Tian Nan.

But Lian Shenwei just walked away, and the eldest prince came here on the back foot.

He stared at Ying Jingjue, his eyes were clearly gloating, but what he said was fake.

"The frontier is stable, count the time, the young master will soon return to Beijing to be enshrined, and the imperial brother is as close to him as brothers, but you must slowly tell him about Lord Luan."

Ying Jing decided to hold back her expression, "Brother Huang is well informed."

"Brother, I just care about you."

The eldest prince suddenly sighed: "Little brother, you were originally weak in the court, and the young master was in charge of the army and made good friends with you. You are better off now. Now that you kill his uncle, when he comes back, he will be as good as you before." Is it? I am afraid that the third child will be proud of you in front of you again."

Today, there are not many heirs, only the eldest prince, the second princess, the third prince and Ying Jingjue who is ranked fourth.

The three princes have all grown up, and there are not many concubines in the harem. Today, they are in poor health, and the battle for the throne is becoming increasingly fierce.

The first prince gave birth to his mother, Concubine Shu, and the third prince gave birth to his mother, Concubine Gui, and the power of the mother clan was comparable.However, because noble concubines are more favored, they are more lenient to the third prince today, and there are many ministers in the court who support the third prince.

Ying Jingjue was only raised at the queen's knees, and was not close to the queen. Apart from his status as a legitimate son, he did not have an advantage in the battle for the throne.

The eldest prince's words were full of provocative intentions in the open and in the dark, and Ying Jing blocked them back without hesitation. The eldest prince was making fun of himself, said a few more words, and then left.

The hall suddenly fell silent.

Ying Jingjue took a deep breath, sat on the edge, covered her face tiredly, and said in a hoarse voice after a while, "...Teacher...Lian Shenwei."

"Little Zhizi, can power really make a person change so completely in just a few years?"

When he was six years old, he had a serious illness, and he couldn't remember the previous memories clearly.Just when his father came to the throne, he was appointed as the prince ignorantly, and he was anxious and anxious every day under his father's strict requirements and the calculations of the people around him.

When he was nine years old, he and Li Ningfeng sneaked out to play, and watched Xinke Zhuangyuan Lang parading around the street in Yongning Building.

The young man was wearing a black gauze hat with wings, and a crimson robe, with a fair complexion, and a natural temperament that was pure and gentle, and he attracted the eyes of countless wealthy ladies.

It was clearly a festive day, but his expression was very pale, without any real joy.

It wasn't until the young man inadvertently raised his head and saw him who was looking around curiously upstairs that he froze for a moment before showing his first smile.

Accumulated stones are like jade, and columns are like greenery.

Amidst the reserved and shy cries of all the daughters, Lian Shenwei was smashed with countless sachets, unable to dodge in time, quite embarrassed.

Ying Jingjue also smiled foolishly, and an inexplicable feeling of intimacy suddenly appeared in her heart.

Not long after the Qionglin Banquet, besides serving in the Hanlin Academy, the newly crowned scholar was appointed by his father to be a teacher at the same time, but it was strange that he didn't give him a proper title.

He not only has Lian Shenwei as his teacher, but also other tutors who taught him history and economics.But among all the people, he would most like to get close to Lian Shenwei.

But as he grew up slowly, even Shenwei became more and more powerful, and the friendship and relationship between them was only superficially harmonious.

Xiao Zhizi couldn't speak comforting words.

He grew up with the prince, and he also watched His Highness and the regent come to this point.

Swiping away those memories in her mind, Ying Jing decided to be cold-hearted: "The person who executed the teacher in the prison has been dealt with cleanly. Even if the teacher suspects that my handwriting is in it, he can't let him prove it."

"Brother Sanhuang sent the executioner in, so naturally he will bear the consequences."

But even though Lian Shenwei was tortured in the Imperial Prison, he did not show any signs of weakness, even if there was a smell of blood, it was covered by the smell of blood on Luan Qingan's body.

If he wanted to know the condition of Lian Shenwei's injury, he had to send someone to ask the jailer.

"Tell people outside the Prince Regent's Mansion to pay attention to see if anyone in the mansion has gone out to grab medicine recently. Find out exactly what medicine was caught."

Xiao Zhizi: "Yes. Where is the young master...?"

Li Ningfeng, the young master of the Zhongyihou Mansion, has a flamboyant and willful personality. Ying Jingjue's childhood playmate, and now the only brother who has a heart-to-heart.

Ying Jingjue pursed her lips and looked at her hands for a long time: "I'm sorry for him. When he comes back from the frontier, I'll go and talk about Mr. Luan in person. When the time comes, I'll accept the punishment and accept the punishment. There will be no other words."

After leaving the cold prison, he entered the Prince's Warming Pavilion again, and the cold wind blew on the road again not long after.

Occasionally, one or two muffled coughs could be heard from the carriage heading for the Regent's Palace.Tian Nan quickened his speed, and asked through the curtain: "Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, just go back home, don't let Feng Ke know."

The sound is also a little lighter than normal.

Tian Nan was secretly worried, especially when Lian Shenwei got off the carriage, he caught a glimpse of his vaguely sick face.

With a shudder in his heart, he turned his head and quietly went to the other courtyard in the mansion to invite Mr. Feng who lived here for a long time.

The Prince Regent's Mansion occupies a large area, with an elegant and magnificent landscape, not many servants, and there are people guarding it both in the open and in the dark.Most of them are carefully selected confidantes.

Lian Shenwei went back to the study, sat at the desk, picked up the stacked documents and looked through them.

I haven't read it for two or three days, and I have piled up a lot.

It's all about cheating in the Nan'an Township Examination, involving a wide range of people, including the governor of Nan'an, the governor, the procurator, Xuezheng and other people.

The Dasheng Dynasty's rural examination was in August, and the fraud was revealed at the end of December.Most of the candidates from Nan'an have already gone to Beijing to prepare for the examination, no matter whether they cheated or not, they are all detained in the yamen now, feeling anxious.

Not only Nan'an candidates, but also students from other places going to Beijing are afraid that they will be implicated and their future will be ruined.

After a while, he frowned slightly, closed the official document, pressed his forehead, and pressed hard.

He had only been tortured for half a day in the Imperial Prison before he was stopped by the prison guard who hurried over.

The wound on his body had been treated, and the jailer didn't dare to be negligent, and he used the best golden sore medicine, except for a dull pain, now there is no bleeding.

It's just the coldness, soreness and lingering fatigue in the bones, like fine and soft needles, showing the sense of existence from time to time.

The guard outside knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Master, Miss Ye is asking to see you."

Lian Shenwei: "Go in."

A young girl with a scholarly appearance and clear eyes walked in, made a slight bow to Lian Shen, and said very calmly, "Brother Yi."

"Did the people in the prison make things difficult for the brother-in-law?"

The Dasheng Dynasty did not allow women to participate in the imperial examination, but there were female officials, but the positions were generally not high, and they were all officials in charge of the inner court, and women were also allowed to be teachers.

If you want to go up, you need real achievements.

Lian Shenwei didn't answer, but asked, "I remember you told me that you wanted to be an official."

Ye Mingqin said seriously: "Yes, it's good to be a boudoir girl waiting to get married, but Mingqin's ambition is not here. Before my brother-in-law adopted me, I was just a beggar. After reading the book, I understand how miserable the common people are. want to help them."

"I found a place for you in the imperial prison. One of the deputy envoys in charge of the prison, junior official, if you can grasp it well, it will not be a problem to go up steadily," Lian Shen said softly, "But you If you go, you are taking my name, and others will only think that you are my manpower."

And his reputation in the capital is well known to everyone.

Ye Mingqin did things in his name. No matter what he did, if he went a little bit out of line, he would be made a fuss by the National People's Congress.

Ye Mingqin: "Brother Yi, it is difficult for a woman to be an official. If I can't even handle these things, I should give up as soon as possible."

Lian Shenwei: "Decided to go?"

Ye Mingqin patted his scholar's hat, embarrassed: "Why don't you change the hat, and you can still get money."

Lian Shen nodded slightly: "I will send someone to watch you secretly."

There was the sound of a boy blocking the door, and then the door of the study was pushed open by force, and someone hurried in, cursing.

"—Look, look, who is it? You, Lord Regent, I wonder if there is something wrong with your brain. Why do you have to suffer in prison? Don't waste my medicinal materials, can you?"

It was freezing cold, but the fan in the visitor's hand was blowing out flowers. Feng Ke wanted to scold again, but seeing Ye Mingqin was here, he said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, girl Mingqin."

"It's okay." Ye Mingqin glanced at his stepbrother's slightly stiff expression, and felt amused: "Mingqin is going to prepare for the post, so I'll leave first."

There were only two of them left in the study.

Lian Shenwei: "You know that Tiannan went looking for you?"

"Is the management under your hand closed down? I've been so busy recently that I didn't take orders?"

Feng Ke was too lazy to pay attention to his behavior of breaking the topic, walked in, closed his fan, sat down casually, "stretch your hand."

As he spoke, he spread out the silver needle tape and picked the only crimson one.

Lian Shen paused for a moment, then considered: "I think I'm fine."

Feng Ke narrowed his eyes, and after a while, he smiled: "Lian Shenwei, don't force me to do it, you are no better than before, you can't beat me now."

Why couldn't he see that this guy wanted to escape secretly, he was obviously not afraid of pain, he was not afraid of torture needles, but he was only afraid of the silver needles used in medical practice.

He has known Lian Shenwei since he was one or two years old, and now over 20 years later, his fear of silver needles has not changed at all.

The majestic Regent, don't be ashamed.

After a moment of stalemate, Lian Shenwei finally stretched out his hand.

Feng Ke's character has always been unruly, and it would be a shame if he really waited for him to force him.

The red needle pierced Lian Shenwei's fingertips, and the wind twisted it. Feeling the majestic and deep internal force in Lian Shenwei's body, he marveled and couldn't help feeling sorry.

The red needle was pulled out, and a drop of dark red blood appeared on the fingertips. Feng Ke took out a jade bottle, tilted it slightly, and a transparent Gu worm crawled out of the jade bottle.

The Gu worm sucked the blood from Lian Shenwei's fingertips, and after a while, it changed from transparent to a strange purple, and even faintly blackened.

Feng Ke put it away, raised his head, and his face was not very good-looking: "It's serious again, you shouldn't come to the capital. Every day here is conspiracy and calculation, and you are not allowed to take good care of your body. With the current situation of Emperor Jingcheng, he can't support it at all. In a few years, even if it's because of the little prince, why do you..."

Lian Shen slightly rubbed the blood that came out of his fingertips: "Not only for him, but also for myself."

"I want to seek relief for myself."

Feng Ke waved his hand: "That's all, I'll decoct the medicine, but the medicine outside is not as good as what I have here."

"The rivers and lakes have the comfort of the rivers and lakes, and the capital also has the advantages of the capital. At least here are all calculations with brains, no need to use force."

I don't know who the person who said that the capital is not good just now is.

Unaware that he slapped himself in the face, Feng Ke seriously warned: "Remember what I said, unless you are in a desperate situation, no matter what the situation, don't use your internal strength. Once it exceeds three times, the gods will not be able to save you."

Lian Shen lowered his eyes slightly: "I understand."

The author says:

Uncle Gong: This has to be arranged once and for all ()

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Clivia's force value setting adopts the grade division of the Chinese Wushu Association, because there are too many, so not all of them are adopted, and only a few names are drawn from it.

The brackets are private settings, from low to high:

Mortal realm (pure martial artist without internal strength)

Yinyuanjing (flying over the eaves and walking on the wall)

Opening Yang Realm (Minor completion of internal strength)

Tianhengjing

Tianquanjing

Tianshu Realm

If you can’t remember it, it won’t affect your reading~

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