Jiaohua

Yang Guanxian wiped his tears and looked at him, and said hello: "Mr. Shen is good."

Shen Lie's dark eyes were silent, and he lowered his head as a return gift.

Zhan Ning said in a low voice: "General Shen, our second lady just went upstairs..."

"Yeah." Shen Lie said, raising his eyebrows and looking up the stairs.

Zhan Ning didn't know if he was wrong, but he seemed to see a trace of worry flashing in Shen Lie's eyes.

Zhan Ning said: "General Shen, what you want to tell our second lady is serious?"

Shen Lie looked at him, and said lightly: "It's not a big deal, I just want to see her."

"...uh." It was too sudden.

Yang Guanxian sobbed and looked at Shen Lie: "Huh?"

"You cry slowly, don't bother me anymore." Shen Lie said, got up and left.

When I came out to the courtyard, the night wind was blowing, and it was chilly.

Shen Lie looked back upstairs.

Her room is not on this side, but he seems to be able to vaguely see her sitting or standing in front of the window.

After so many years, it's not that he didn't dare to ask her directly like Yang Guanxian.I also know that she has always been an open and calm person, if he asks, she will tell the truth.

However, Shen Lie didn't know the meaning of asking.

Apart from uncovering the wounds of her previous life, allowing her to face the tragic death of her father and brother again, the grief of bruising her bones and ashes after the violent corpse, and the cruel punishment she herself suffered during her lifetime, Shen Lie couldn't think of anything else.

Maybe it is meaningful to Yang Guanxian, but to him, she is her, no matter it is past life or this life, no matter whether she is her or not.

She should be very sad now.

Then he will do his best to make her happy.

Shen Lie's eyebrows and eyes darkened, and he silently withdrew his gaze, leaving the backyard of the restaurant.

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The night was dark, and in the early morning the air suddenly became cold and the wind blew.

According to the ritual system of the grand ceremony, a grand burial should have been performed today, but because the body of "Queen Nangong" was found to have been turned into bones, she was put into the coffin that day, so the "big burial" ceremony was omitted early.

After a short rest in the side hall, the ministers leave the palace to take a bath at the right time, and at this time one or two of their servants will be allowed to enter the palace to pick them up.

Yu Shiling's old servant entered the palace early to wait, and when he saw Yu Shiling, he hurried forward.

Yu Shiling was physically and mentally exhausted, and he waved his hand, signaling that he needn't say anything.

Outside the gate of the palace, officials of ceremonies and stewardesses stood on two sides with flags, and the white flags fluttered in the strong wind.The ministers filed out from the palace gate and walked slowly through the open space in the middle.

Yin Zeming and Wei Yaojun were waiting for Yu Shiling in front of the Yu family's sedan chair.

Yu Shiling also waved his hands, telling them not to say anything.

Wei Yaojun stepped forward anxiously: "But my lord..."

"Let's go back to each house first." Yu Shiling said weakly, and lifted the curtain into the sedan chair.

Yin Zeming and Wei Yaojun looked at each other, and other ministers from the same party as them came over and asked what was going on.

The two sighed and shook their heads.

Sitting in the rickety sedan chair, Yu Shiling reached out and rubbed his thigh.

Die like a queen, so just sit cross-legged.

If the emperor died, he would have to kneel on his knees for days and nights.

But sitting cross-legged from yesterday morning until midnight was too much.

Shaking and shaking, Yu Shiling felt dizzy and was about to fall asleep.

Just when he was about to reach the gate of Yu Mansion, the sedan chair stopped suddenly.

The guard of the Yu Mansion in front of the sedan chair said, "Who is in front?"

Yu Shiling frowned, raised his hand and opened the sedan chair curtain, but saw that there was also a sedan chair and a group of guards in front of him.

There was a man standing in front of the sedan chair, with his hands behind his back. Under the faint morning light, his body looked familiar. Yu Shiling pondered for a while, then he was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "Zhuge Qing?"

"Master Yu, are you interested in chatting about recent events in the Yu Mansion?" Zhuge Qing said.

The voice sounded a bit hoarse, but full of energy.

Yu Shiling was very sleepy now, and wanted to reject him as he had rejected others before, but he was curious about Zhuge Qing who suddenly appeared here.

"Why," Yu Shiling said, "Master Zhuge's residence is also visited by guests, so you can't even pretend to be paralyzed?"

Zhuge Qing ignored the sarcasm in Yu Shiling's words, and said, "Master Yu, take a step to speak? This may be your last chance."

Yu Shiling didn't like being threatened the most, but the person in front of him was Zhuge Qing, who had always been at odds with him politically.

Wei Yaojun and Yin Zeming, Yu Shiling doesn't want to talk right now, but next time he wants to talk, he can do it anytime.

But when it comes to Zhuge Qing, if he refuses this time, he may not have a chance to speak up next time.

Moreover, behind Zhuge Qing is the entire Zhuge family in Yi'an.

Yu Shiling was silent for a while, then got up and walked out of the sedan chair: "Master Zhuge, please."

The wind between the sky and the earth was getting louder and louder. Not long after, the sun came out from the eastern sky, but there were too many clouds, which accumulated thickly and blocked its light from time to time.

Today the long street needs to be completely cleared. In the early morning of tomorrow morning, the Zi Palace of Empress Nangong will leave the gate of the palace and be moved to the funeral palace for temporary safety.

There were very few people on the street, and there were still a few vendors at Caishikou, and officers and soldiers were clearing away the last batch of refugees and beggars near several old ashrams in the city.

Fan et al., the clerk of the Ministry of Industry, led twenty or thirty craftsmen to sit in the morning tea shop near the old ashram.

They were so sleepy after repairing the bridge day and night, several craftsmen fell asleep lying on the table while chewing steamed buns.

Fan and other spring were also so sleepy that they were in tears. He rubbed his eyes, picked up the chopsticks and stuffed pickles into the steamed buns, and just about to put it in his mouth to bite, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the front.

A little beggar who didn't want to be driven away suddenly pulled out a slender iron awl and plunged it into the chest of a yamen servant.

"Oh, I've seen blood!" cried a craftsman on Fan Waitchun's side.

Many people got up and looked around.

The little beggar waved the iron awl in his hand, wounding several people in a row, and ran away from the scene quickly when the Yamen guards drew their big knives.

"Chasing!" Ya guards shouted.

The Yawei who fell to the ground was helped up by his companions, and it didn't take long for him to die in excruciating pain.

There was blood all over the ground, and the unpleasant smell of blood rushed to his face, and Fan et al. Chun and the craftsmen couldn't eat anything.

When they left, the craftsmen on the side were all sighing, saying that there was more than one such wounding incident, and yesterday a Yawei guard was killed, but they didn't want to alarm the higher-ups, so they were suppressed by Peng Zhuowen, the young governor of Jingzhao Mansion.

He also said that not only refugees and beggars have to be expelled recently, but also people from Xizhou, especially those from Mingtai County.

Because the people from Mingtai County are definitely rioters.

Fan waited for Chun to walk and listen, feeling uncomfortable.

His native place is Mingtai County, and in the past few months, many villagers from Mingtai County have come to ask him for help, and the pain made Fan Waitchun feel uncomfortable but helpless.

The two figures stood in front of the official gate of the Ministry of Industry and looked around. They saw Fan Waitchun and the others in the distance. They were overjoyed and hurried over: "Second Brother Fan!"

Fan waited for Chun's heart to thump, and then he read the fellow, and saw the fellow.

He was really scared, because he couldn't help anything.

"Second brother Fan, come!" As soon as the two came over, they pulled him from left to right, "Let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Fan et al. Chun yelled, "What are you doing!"

Fan Waitchun was dragged aside by them, looking at the things on the ground, Fan Waitchun was stunned: "These are..."

"For you!" The two said happily.