Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Emperor Jing Cheng was quiet for a moment, and said to him: "The regent... has also been your teacher, and he is ill at the moment. If you take the time to visit him, I think he will be very happy."

He is the emperor, and every word he says will be repeated a hundred and eighty times in his heart and soul, so that he can appreciate what it means.

Ying Jingjue raised her head subconsciously, inadvertently meeting the eyes of Emperor Jing Cheng.

He quickly lowered his head: "My son obeys the order."

There was a hint of doubt in his heart, it seemed that his father really just wanted him to simply go and see Lian Shenwei...it had no other meaning.

It is also true, the father has always listened to him and believed in him, and is extremely conniving, so it is not surprising to send him, the crown prince, to see him.

As for Lian Shenwei being happy?

Ying Jing never felt that she had such a great ability.

A group of people retreated with their own thoughts.

On the way, Marquis Zhongyi and Ying Jingjue struck up a conversation. He limped and limped, but refused to ask for help. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I went to Wei Mansion too late last night."

Ying Jingjue shook his head: "The one he wants to get rid of is Mr. Wei. Even if you come tonight, there will be other accidents that will kill the people in Wei's residence."

Marquis Zhongyi sighed: "Fortunately, the regent does not have much military power. Otherwise..."

"When Ning Feng comes back, no matter what, His Highness's situation will be much better."

Ying Jingjue smiled wryly: "You must know about the Shunchang Earl's Mansion. Whether Ning Feng will forgive me or not depends on him."

Marquis Zhongyi nodded: "Naturally. But the Earl's Mansion of Shunchang..."

He didn't know Luan Qingan well, but he was his son's uncle after all, so I didn't forgive him for not being his turn to speak.

Hou Zhongyi paused, and said: "Your Highness has been in love with my son for many years, and he will always know your difficulties."

Ying Jing decided to shake his head: "What I don't understand now is why the regent must kill Mr. Wei."

The two of them didn't have much contact with each other. Although there were political disagreements, when he thought about it carefully, Lian Shenwei didn't have any reason to kill Wei Libu.

Marquis Zhongyi stroked his beard and said, "Have you ever thought that the Nan'an fraud case might have something to do with the Prince Regent, so he chose Wei Li as a scapegoat?"

"Your Majesty, you know that the amount of bribes found in the past dynasties and dynasties until the end of the investigation was small? But this time, no matter how tortured and interrogated, Nan'an's Xuezheng said that there was even half a copper coin in the place where the bribes were hidden." nor."

Ying Jingjue: "You mean the regent took the money away?"

"The Wei Mansion is burned to ashes right now, isn't it the Regent who has the final say on what's inside?" Old Hou Ye expressed his guess.

What he meant was that Lian Shenwei was the instigator behind the Nan'an fraud case, or had a lot to do with the case.Lian Shenwei took away the bribe money, turned around and poured dirty water on Wei Li's head, and burned Wei's mansion to ashes with another fire.

"Money is much more useful than His Highness imagined. Three years ago, in the frontier battle where the veteran lost his leg, the frontier sent twelve military reports to the imperial court, but none of them could ask for any dry food, cotton clothes or medicinal materials. "

The Dasheng Dynasty was not like the previous period when the country was founded. After several generations of emperors, the interior was already full of dirt and ailments.

Old Hou Ye squinted his eyes to recall.

"In the winter when there was heavy snowfall, the soldiers ate snow and boiled grass roots to feed their hunger, and when they could barely survive...someone sent a large amount of supplies to the frontier in the name of the people of the world."

Most of the materials in that batch were homemade pancakes, big steamed buns that were full, and the frozen ones along the way were hard and not bad.

There are also solid rice and noodles, medicinal materials, dried meat that can be used for cooking soup, dense and thick cotton clothes, and even many old clothes and old clean mattresses collected by hundreds of families.

I'm afraid they are not enough, it's really outrageous.

It can be seen that someone has worked hard and tried their best to send everything that can be delivered.Not to mention how much money is needed to support the frontier soldiers, the money spent on transporting it all the way is something that some people can't afford for a lifetime.

Along with the mighty convoy of supplies came an anonymous letter, the style of writing was natural and free and easy, and the words seemed free and easy and chivalrous.

At that time, the treasury was empty and life was difficult, and the civil servants in the court were arguing endlessly about the frontier, and there was no conclusion.

It was this batch of supplies that allowed them to survive the most difficult period of time, and survived until the belated delivery of food from the imperial court.

In fact, during the waiting period, the frontier officers and soldiers said in their hearts that they did not complain, it was a lie, but when they saw the patchwork of supplies sent in the name of the common people, many elders touched the cotton-padded clothes and grain, My eyes were red on the spot.

Although he didn't say much, the ruthlessness when he killed the enemy really surprised him.

Morale was at an all-time high.

Because they know that their protection is meaningful, and the people they protect are also thinking about them.

Old Hou Ye is very grateful to the person who sent the supplies anonymously.

Even though there were donations from the common people in this batch of supplies, most of the grain must have been bought by that person himself, and many of the grain bags on it had the mark of Jinling granary printed on them. I think that person is a man of character. Outstanding Jinling people.

Unfortunately, he wanted to thank him face to face afterwards, but couldn't find any clues.

Recovering from the long memory, watching the young Chujun frowned and pondering, the old Hou Ye explained a few more words.

"The old minister is just guessing. Since His Highness has taken over this matter, he must handle it properly. The old minister has trouble with his legs and feet, and he will not come out often in the future. Your Highness should be careful in everything."

Ying Jingjue: "I understand that Ning Feng will soon return to Beijing. Calculating the time, I will arrive within ten days. I will have a good talk with him about the welcome banquet."

Watching the old master leave, Ying Jing was still thinking about what he said just now.

For some reason, he didn't agree with Old Hou Ye's guess that Lian Shenwei took away the dirty money.

He has been to the Prince Regent's Mansion many times. How can there be any extravagance in the decoration there?Besides, after all these years of getting along, he doesn't think that Lian Shenwei is a greedy person.

Ying Jing decided to go back to the East Palace, took some supplements, and went to the Prince Regent's Mansion.

Foquan Temple.

The melodious bells startled the birds in the forest.

The young monk twirled the beads and hurried into a room.

A 70-[-]-year-old plain-clothed old man sat cross-legged on a futon, his lips twitched, and he recited scriptures in a low voice.His eyelids drooped loosely, but when he opened his eyes, there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"What's the matter."

The monk said to Amitabha: "Master Mo, your letter."

The monk put the letter on the table and left silently.

Another person appeared out of nowhere in the room, checked the letter repeatedly, and handed it to the old man after confirming that it was safe, "Grand Master, it should be from the palace."

"I can smell it, even paper is expensive in the palace."

Moda opened the letter, read it once, and burned it casually.

Mu Xiang: "Teacher?"

Moda: "The regent is actually sick. I don't know how many people have thoughts and interesting thoughts about his illness. He killed Wei Li. Wei Li is not the same as that idiot Luan Qingan. Although his ability is average, he is also pedantic and stubborn. But it’s also a word of loyalty.”

"However, the Nan'an fraud case was actually taken over by the crown prince..."

He spoke very slowly, old and hoarse, and after a moment of silence, he said: "You do one thing, and you do it without showing any trace."

Moda whispered a few words.

Mu Xiang replied: "Yes."

"Also, is the little marquis coming back soon?"

Moda lightly twirled the beads, stood up slowly, squinted and looked out the window, the spring rain had just passed outside, and the pine needles were as new as new.

"It's time for the capital to become lively."

When Ying Jingjue arrived in front of the Prince Regent's Mansion, Tian Nan stopped her.

Tian Nan bowed and said: "Your Highness, Your Highness, forgive me, the master caught a cold and is not feeling well, so as to avoid getting sick, all visitors who come to visit today are not allowed to enter."

Ying Jingjue smiled, and asked with concern: "Is the teacher's cold serious?"

Tian Nan is the teacher's guard, and he still looks energetic, but now he is a little blue, he must have been awake all night.

Could it be that Lian Shenwei's illness is very serious this time?

It was just raining last night, and when I was talking to him while sitting in the sedan chair, it was clear that he was fine.

Ying Jingjue subconsciously remembered the warm hand stove that Lian Shenwei stuffed for him that night.He smiled slightly, and inevitably thought, was it because he was given the stove that he caught the cold?

But it didn't take long to get from the gate of the palace to the Prince Regent's Mansion, besides, he was in a carriage when he left...

In the next second, the young Prince Chu couldn't help feeling annoyed, why did he subconsciously care about Lian Shenwei again, it happens every time, it's really strange!

Ying Jingjue just got a job today, and she still has to go to the Prison and Dali Temple, so she said: "I have sent something to the teacher. When the teacher wakes up, you can tell the teacher that I have already been here." .”

Tian Nan: "Yes."

Tian Nan collected the things that Ying Jing decided to send, and put them in a separate place.Every time His Royal Highness gave something, the master didn't say anything, but he could tell that the master was happy.

If the master is happy, he is happy.

For the next seven days, the capital city was very lively. After Ying Jingjue became familiar with the Nan'an fraud case, she got started very quickly, and it was inevitable that the eldest prince and the third prince would make trouble.

After Ying Jingjue was slapped a few times, she calmly learned her lesson, grew up quickly, and bit back with a smile when she found the right time.

The moment Emperor Jing Cheng delegated the Nan'an fraud case to him, the battle for the throne finally started.

The breath of tit-for-tat in the imperial city did not reach the silent Prince Regent's Palace at all.

When Lian Shenwei was in a coma on the fourth day, Feng Ke felt his pulse, his expression was calm, and he said that the high fever had subsided, and he would wake up on the fifth day.

But it's already the seventh day, and Lian Shenwei still hasn't made any movement.

Feng Ke pulled out a lot of hair, and chanted "this shouldn't be" for two whole days, repeatedly adjusting the available medicinal materials, and couldn't help but began to wonder if his medical skills had smashed their Feng family's ancestral signboard.

The whole person is haggard a lot, so pitiful.

What he didn't know was that this wasn't a problem with his family's ancestral medical skills, but that someone ignored his efforts and didn't want to wake up.

Gong Du nestled in the sea of ​​consciousness, playing games decadently, played Plants vs. Zombies countless times, and was still playing the first level.Because he didn't even bother to order plants to fight zombies.

until noon on the ninth day.

A well-known young man dressed in silver armor and with black hair and black hair, rode his horse and swung his whip, and immediately passed under the city gate with a cry.

There was the sound of horseshoes behind him, and smoke rose.

The guards in the city shouted: "Who is it!"

With a flick of the spear in the young man's hand, he raised his token and said in a loud voice: "Loyalty Marquis Mansion, General Li Ningfeng on behalf of Zhenbei General, return to Beijing to see him!"