Luo nine needles

Chapter 222

Although the emperor told Huo Lian to roll over and answer, Huo Lian didn't roll over immediately.

Dealing with Duchasi's affairs, having a simple lunch, of course, all in the cell.

Although it is simple, the food on the table is very delicate, much better than the old cook Du Chasi. Originally, Zhu Chuan planned to wait for the governor to stop eating, so he brought it to eat.

As a result, who would have thought that a thin bamboo pole would make Qixing eat chopstick after chopstick non-stop, and after she took a few bites, she put the rest in front of the governor, plate after plate, and the governor didn't even look at it, and ate them all.

Zhu Chuan glared at Qixing angrily.

Being tied up and being fed didn't stop her from eating!

And let the governor eat her leftovers, and eat so much!

"Captain, is the food okay?" He couldn't help asking with concern, did you feel uncomfortable?
This is the first time someone asks him how he eats, what can he do about it?It would be nice if you can live without starving to death.

Well, the taste is a little different these days, after a meal, I feel messed up.

Huo Lian glanced at the food table being removed, and said, "Did you change to a new dish?"

The women who were tidying up hurriedly said yes.

Chunniang boldly asked, "Does the governor think it's all right?"

OK?Huo Lian glanced at Qi Xing, who was being served and wiped her hands, and thought of her father sitting on the table prepared by King Jin, eating and drinking.

At that time, the unruly young man who followed his adoptive father asked unceremoniously: "Isn't the Mohist in short brown clothes, and the soup of quinoa?"

The head of Naluo held a glass of good wine that was said to be treasured by the King of Jin, and said: "This is actually Chenopodium. All things in the world have the same root, but they are just different shapes. You don't need to stick to it. You can use it rough or fine. Just live up to its nature."

Live up to nature?What is nature?
"Food." Sect Leader Luo smiled, "So don't waste it."

He drank the wine down.

In Huo Lian's sight, Qixing took a sip of tea, raised her head and rinsed her mouth before spitting it out.

It's like father and daughter.

The same food or the ever-changing food, delicacies from mountains and seas or salted bean biscuits, it is the rule for her to eat everything, okay, does she understand?
Huo Lian withdrew her gaze and threw down the handkerchief to wipe her hands.

"Good," he said.

Chun Niang was both surprised and delighted, when the governor used to eat, he never talked much, let alone praised the food.

In fact, she didn't dare to talk much in front of the governor in the past, but this time she accepted the pleas and arrangements of the cooks and asked her to help explore new dishes.

Although this young lady was tied up in the cell, she was different from Miss Wanwan, who used to struggle and scream wildly, or stay motionless as if dead. She was calm, ate, drank, slept on time, and read books. The atmosphere didn't feel like a prison cell at all, and Huo Tudu seemed a lot more approachable.

So Chunniang boldly asked, and she got an answer.

The four maids retreated happily, and Huo Lian also stood up, looking at Qixing who was sitting on the chair.

"I'll go to the palace to see His Majesty." He said, without waiting for Qixing to speak, he smiled and said, "But don't think too much, you can't leave."

He didn't care about the intentions of that affectionate Lu Yizhi, and he didn't care if His Majesty was furious.

He just has to do what he has to do.

"Your fiancé is affectionate, but I don't want to die. Unless I die, no one can take you away."

Huo Lian said lightly.

Obviously, the emperor is still reluctant to die.

Zhu Chuan said sternly from the side: "Did you hear that, it's useless to talk about being affectionate, it's even more powerful if we are not afraid of death."

Qixing smiled and said, "Got it." Then he asked, "Can you go to Linglongfang to deliver my embroidery frame, I still have some work to do."

Zhu Chuan snorted, "What do you think of us, Chasi?"

It's not enough for her to come and go freely, but she also needs to move the embroidery frame. Will Duchasi become her workshop?

If one thing fails, it will never affect her to do other things, Huo Lian glanced at her.

"Zhu Chuan, fetch it for her." He said.

Zhu Chuan swallowed back the words that had come to his lips, and reluctantly answered yes.

"Also, you lead people to guard Linglongfang." Huo Lian said, "If Miss Qixing leaves the cell for half a step, Linglongfang will be leveled."

After all, look at Qixing again.

"Although Miss Qixing doesn't recognize her father, as the head of the sect, she must be the same as the head of Luo. She won't disregard all living beings in the Mo sect just because of herself."

Qixing smiled and nodded: "Of course."

Zhu Chuan was refreshed, and said loudly, "Don't worry, Governor."

Huo Lian glanced at the two of them, turned around and strode away.

Zhu Chuan looked at Qixing and said in a cold voice: "You know, we are all inspectors who will kill people."

"Understood." Qixing said, lifting his chin to him, "Go and get me an embroidery frame." Then he called a servant woman, "Mistress Xia, come and read the book for me."

Zhu Chuan was angry, he didn't seem to know this, he knew to urge him to work.

"Here we come." Mrs. Xia came in, picked up a book from the desk skillfully and opened it, "Miss, I saw this last time, should I just turn the pages?"

Zhu Chuan looked at the woman leaning on the chair, and the woman held the book in front of her eyes, looking like a domineering playboy.

The poor governor was scolded by His Majesty when he went to the palace to kneel down because of her.

Zhu Chuan couldn't help but had a thought in his heart, was he asking for trouble by arresting her?

……

……

After the holidays, the court will resume. Under the blue light of winter, the courtiers walked through the city gate to the main hall. Liu Yan walked all the way, the officials gave way to him according to his rank, and gradually walked to the front, but those who arrived earlier The officials gathered together and seemed to be discussing something, but they didn't realize that they were behind and didn't move out of the way.

"Come to kneel early in the morning?"

"No, they said they came here yesterday afternoon, knelt for half a day, and went back at night."

"Hey? Since I was punished to kneel, how can I go back to sleep halfway?"

"According to common sense, of course it can't, but who made it Huo Lian."

Huo Lian?

Liu Yan heard this and looked forward, and sure enough, he saw a person kneeling in front of the solemn Dachao Hall, covered in blue light, exuding the chill of winter.

Although from a distance from her back, she could already recognize Huo Lian.

"Then it looks like it's true."

"It must be true, so many people saw it with their own eyes, and he picked him up..."

"It seems that he forced people to fall into the river..."

"Yesterday Lu Hanlin came to see His Majesty. Although he didn't know what he said, the attendants outside heard His Majesty lose his temper and smashed the teacup."

After hearing their continued discussion, Liu Yan couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?"

"Of course it was Huo Dudu who robbed..." an official said, turning his head while speaking, seeing Liu Yan, his voice couldn't help but pause, hesitating for a while before continuing, "To rob Lu Hanlin's wife."

Liu Yan frowned, what?
"No, no, it's the fiancee." Another official hurriedly added in a low voice.

What is the difference between a fiancee and a wife?Even if it's not a wife, robbing someone is unbearable, Liu Yan frowned: "Does Yu Shi not care?"

In the past, when the husband and wife quarreled at home, the censor could still participate in a book.

but…..
The officials smiled helplessly: "That's Huo Lian."

Who dares.

What's the use of participating? Look at Huo Lian kneeling during the day and going back to rest at night, it's obviously not serious.

"Whether it is useful or not is not what the censor should consider." Liu Yan said, "Impeaching the picket officials is what the censor should do."

After that, he glanced around.

There are many censors among them. Seeing this line of sight, many people hurriedly avoid it. To put it simply, it is a matter of life to do it...
Seeing the avoiding eyes, Liu Yan stopped naming any censor, and said lightly: "Then let us come to Dali Temple to play."

Some officials raised their hands to express their respect, some smiled half-smiles, and some pulled Liu Yan and whispered to persuade him not to meddle in other people's business. In the commotion, it was time to go to court.

But Liu Yan failed to play the invitation, and the servants communicated that His Majesty was unwell and would be exempted from court today.

Since ascension to the throne, the emperor has been diligent and rarely absent from the early court, but the courtiers were not too surprised by today's situation.

An official whispered to Liu Yan: "Your Majesty doesn't want everyone to talk about this."

"Lu Hanlin didn't come either." Another official said, "Your Majesty is also concerned about Lu Hanlin's face."

It is always a shame to be robbed of your wife.

Liu Yan suddenly thought of something: "Lu Hanlin's fiancée? Isn't it Mr. Xiahou's family? How dare Huo Lian be so crazy?"

Although he doesn't pay attention to these children's affairs, since Mr. Xiahou's status is often discussed, he has also heard it.

Although Mr. Xiahou is only a doctor of Taixue, he is also the teacher of the emperor. Disrespect to the teacher is disrespect to the emperor.

Although Huo Lian was cruel, she was not a fool and would really anger the emperor.

Hearing him ask this, the expressions of the officials became more meaningful.

"Well, it's even harder to say..."

"Mr. Xia Hou really wants Lu Hanlin to be his son-in-law, but Lu Hanlin has a bad wife in his family."

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Xiahou may not know."

"I have accepted this disciple for so long, and the teacher really doesn't know anything?"

How could Mr. Xiahou be involved? It was a mess. Liu Yan frowned, not interested in listening to the gossip anymore, and walked out of the crowd.

Before leaving the Great Court Hall, Liu Yan looked back and saw that Huo Lian had stood up from the front of the hall, as if he would not kneel since he was not going to court.

Yes, his kneeling was not for the emperor to see, but for court officials.

Let the court officials see that he, Huo Lian, is guilty, reckless, rebellious, and domineering.

Liu Yan withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at this absurd person, absurd thing, he still has a lot of things to do, and there are people to pay attention to.

Back at Dali Temple, let the scribes inquire about this matter, sort out the first draft of impeachment, and then deal with the daily affairs of Dali Temple. They are busy, and their personal attendants hurried in.

"My lord, it's not good." He whispered.

Liu Yan kept pen and ink in his hand, hummed: "What?"

The attendant took another step forward and lowered his voice: "Miss Qixing is not in Linglongfang anymore."

The pen in Liu Yan's hand stopped suddenly.

　There are some private matters going on tomorrow, so I won’t update, let me say here first, don’t wait for tomorrow, okay.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)