Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 72

Although it was daytime, the young emperor was very free because the government affairs of the court were controlled by the empress dowager. He was admiring the new works of the painters of the painting academy in the Zichen Palace. One eunuch held up the scroll with a long pole, and the other eunuch held the lower end of the scroll , accompanied by old people from the palace, a few elegant and restrained old men with gray hair on the temples, dressed in the uniform of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, they should be middle officials of the Academy of Painting.

Standing with his hands behind his back, the emperor saw Yan Ziqin entering the palace, and said like gossip: "Yan Qing's family, please take a look first, how about this painting?"

Yan Ziqin had military and state affairs in his heart, and he didn't want to be arty with the emperor at all. He looked at it coldly, but it was just a Mengchun landscape painting. The emperor ordered the eunuch to unfold a green and green landscape painting with a similar theme. Qing family, do you think this imperial brush painting of mine is better than that of Yan Wengui, a famous artist from the Academy of Painting?"

Resentful in his heart, the straight temper of loyal ministers came up again, and he thought that although the emperor was not in charge, he was nearly twenty years old. Tomorrow, there are great hills and ravines in the chest, which are not comparable to ordinary people, but the rivers and mountains in the world are not like the beautiful mountains and rivers in the paintings, there are still devastated places and people's lives are not worthy of painting, but they should be engraved in the hearts of saints."

How could the emperor fail to recognize that Yan Ziqin was admonishing himself, he flung his robe sleeves angrily, and swept a bunch of paintings to the ground, several young eunuchs put away the scrolls in a panic, while the older eunuchs held their breath and concentrated on supporting the emperor , scolded: "Clash against the official, bold!"

The emperor who was supported by others took the trouble to shake off the crowd, and said: "I'm not an old man, who asked you to support me!"

Even Song Renzong, who was famous for his respect, thrift, benevolence, and forgiveness in Qing history, would inevitably have seizures. In addition, he was young and vigorous at this time, and he was governed by his mother at home, and he was tactfully criticized by his courtiers outside. After a seizure, he calmed down for a while, and regretted losing his composure in front of his courtiers. He only felt that the eunuchs surrounded by him were extremely disgusting, so he scolded them and ordered them all to retreat.

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound outside the door that the Empress Dowager was coming. The emperor who was still angry and Yan Ziqin who was coldly confronted had no choice but to suppress their displeasure and greet them together.

"Meet Her Majesty the Empress."

"The minister Yanzi pays homage to the empress dowager."

Only hearing the ding dong of the rings, the queen mother passed in front of the two of them safely, and sat down on the throne. The crimson collar with gold, stone and green sash made her more calm and graceful. What is left on Liu E is the more dazzling brilliance of the superior, which cannot be gazed upon. Even Yan Ziqin has to admit that although the queen mother has the disadvantage of usurping power, in terms of merit, she is indeed an excellent monarch. The peace of the Song Dynasty in the past ten years depends on her efforts to turn the tide, but the heroine proclaiming the emperor is still unacceptable to scholars.

Zhou Huai, the director of the Hall of Compassion and Ning who never left, stood beside the Empress Dowager and offered a cup of tea. After the Empress Dowager drank it, she said calmly, "Why did the officials get angry just now?"

"It was I who accidentally knocked down the picture scroll, and got angry for a while." The emperor bowed his head. He also came to his senses and realized that he had just lost his composure. In order not to implicate others, he simply took it on himself.

The Empress Dowager said: "In ancient times, there was a sixteen-character biography of Yao and Shun—"The human heart is only dangerous, but the heart of the Tao is weak; only the essence is the only one, and you are allowed to stick to the middle." The official family is the son of heaven who hangs his clothes and governs. He should strictly abide by the way of holding the middle, and should not affect his behavior because of momentary happiness and anger, let alone in front of his courtiers."

There was no trace of reproach in her tone, but she saw blood in every word. The emperor had no choice but to admit his mistake. In front of the empress dowager, he was not a ninety-five-year-old, but a dutiful son.

The queen mother said: "Yanqing's family, what do you have to report? Just say it in front of Ai's family."

Yan Ziqin didn't want the queen mother to know too much. Besides, while doubting the Yu family, he was even more wary of Yu Qing's mention that the Yu family had an indestructible backstage.

Could this background be related to the Queen Mother?
Even if there is only a slight possibility, it cannot be taken lightly. This is a choice between one and zero. As long as the queen mother is related to the Yu family or even the Khitan people, once it is exposed, he will suffer disaster.

"Your Majesty, please re-investigate the case of the Xue family, but the Ministry of Criminal Justice repeatedly shirks the blame. I implore Your Majesty and the Queen Mother to bring justice to the unjust case." He could only hide the clues about Qing hidden in the dark.

The queen mother said: "I still have to ask the officials about the affairs of the court. What do the officials think?"

The emperor said: "I respectfully invite the Queen Mother Yizhi."

The Empress Dowager seemed very satisfied with this answer, and said with a half-smile, "Don't worry, the Yan Qing family, the way of heaven is perpetual, and the Xue family's grievances will not sink to the bottom of the sea."

Yan Ziqin said again: "I still have something to say, Liang Kuan died unexpectedly, and the matter of sending food and grass to the soldiers fighting against Xixia in the north is still pending, which is really disturbing."

The emperor said: "Liang Kuan committed a crime before his death, and his family property should be confiscated as a rule. Now the situation is special. Although Liang Kuan's relatives cannot be allowed to inherit the family business, they can temporarily transfer the Liang family's business to the steward Liang Dachun, who will act as an agent for all affairs." The delivery of food and grass is the top priority, and he will handle it properly so that it will not affect the northern defenders."

The queen mother said: "The government's handling is very orderly."

The emperor said: "I still dare to make a decree under the instructions of my mother, and dare not be arbitrary."

Who would have thought that when the snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman will benefit, and it is the humble Liang Dachun who will get this wealth.

Farewell to the holy driver, Xu An was waiting outside the palace gate, his face was full of joy, on the way back, Yan Ziqin was immersed in this question all the time, Xu An didn't even respond to calling him three or five times.

Li Zhong used to be a gangster who participated in the massacre of Xue's family, so what about Liang Dachun's father?After careful calculation, Liang Dachun is in his early thirties this year, his father Liang Shuying is about the same age as Li Zhong, and according to Liang's family, Liang Shu is also an old man who has followed Liang Dachun for many years, could he be one of the accomplices?

"Officer!" Xu An yelled, but seeing Yan Ziqin suddenly sober, looking at him unfocused, he suddenly turned his bridle.

"Where are the officials going?" Xu An couldn't catch up with his fast horse, and was left far behind after a few steps, only to hear Yan Ziqin answer: "Go to Liang Dachun."

Looking at his back as he left in a hurry, Xu An looked puzzled, what was so important, so important that he didn't even care about going home to see his wife.

"But...the doctor who asked for pulse said... Madam is happy..." Xu An just stared blankly at Yan Ziqin rushing out of his sight without hesitation, recalling his upright and open face, probably I really didn't hear it...

It's time to think about how to explain to my wife when I go home...

In Yan's house, in Mingshu's bedroom, the goose pear incense that had been burned in the past was taken down. Since the doctor congratulated him an hour ago, for the safety of the fetus, Chunxiu has organized the maids in the house to change the appearance of the room.

Even though it was already late spring, two charcoal pots were still brought in. Those flowers, purses, sachets, and everything with a smell were invited out to prevent harm to the human body. The two layers of shirts were all ordered by Mrs. Qu. As a qualified student, Chunxiu had kept these rules in mind, and today she was finally able to use them. Naturally, everything was good.

At this time, she was holding a forehead made of red brocade, and insisted on tying it on Ming Shu's forehead.

Mingshu, who was being played helplessly, screamed: "I don't need this one! Isn't this a confinement belt for confinement! I haven't reached the confinement step yet!"

Chunxiu said seriously: "This is to prevent wind and evil from entering the body, you must wear it!" As he said, he tied Mingshu's head again.

Until the end, Ming Shu wore five pieces of clothes, three layers of skirts, all of which were bright red against evil spirits, wrapped in a thick quilt embroidered with a picture of a hundred sons, and tied a bright red confinement belt on her head, like a hug on a New Year painting. Holding a gold ingot, the God of Wealth doll with the words "Gong Xi Fa Cai" underneath, but the person in the painting is smiling, and Ming Shu in front of her is about to cry, sitting numbly on the corner of the bed, looking at the culprit, Chun Xiu, with a satisfied expression on her face .

Finally got the lady, congratulations!Madam Qu will definitely reward me when she comes over in a while!Chunxiu thought optimistically.

Unexpectedly, she took off the confinement belt on her head in the next moment, puffed her face angrily, and kicked the quilt again, which frightened Chunxiu.

"Miss, you can't be angry. The fetus is not stable in the first three months, and it is the most delicate. It must be raised well and must not move around!" Chunxiu said, and quickly tucked Mingshu back into the quilt.

"You don't even look at the month. It's not even the fifth day of May, so you wrapped me up in a rice dumpling. Do you want to boil me in the pot, or just let it die from the heat!" Mingshu complained, "When will he come back?" .”

Thousands of complaints, ten thousand complaints, are all aimed at Yan Ziqin, I really can't figure it out, he is not here at such an important moment, which makes her feel empty and sour, feeling uneasy and unable to find anyone to comfort her.

In two lives, it is the first time to marry, and the pregnancy is even more unexpected. Although the past six months have been under the pressure of my mother, I have been praying for a little bun from the sky, but I really think that the doctor said "you are happy" three words At this time, Ming Shu, who was indifferent one second, was shocked and speechless for a long time in the next second.

Are you happy?She thought she was ready, but it turned out that it was all material preparations, and her heart was still shaken by this little unexpected guest.

Joy or stress?In short, I will not be able to adapt for a while, stroking my stomach that has not changed, I really have a child here, it should be only the size of a grain of rice now, but there is a life conceived in my body, I feel strange and uneasy, it seems to be mixed With an inexplicable sense of sacredness.

Chunxiu's fuss undoubtedly aggravated Mingshu's nervousness. She obediently put on her "zongzi outfit" and sent Chunxiu out to watch Yan Ziqin come back. Mingshu was alone in the room, lowering her head and whispering to her flat belly: " Hi...can you hear me? I'm your mother...I can't see you, but how do you feel? Is it hot? Mom is getting hot to death..."

Hesitating for a long time, this is probably the worst self-introduction, Mingshu is embarrassed, her face is flushed, and she wants to let Yan Ziqin see that she is cautious and treats her like a treasure at this time, the image of fearless and fearless that she has cultivated for many years I'm afraid it will disappear.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened and he thought it was Yan Ziqin who had returned, but turned around in surprise and shyness, only to find that it was still Chunxiu.

Mingshu sighed dejectedly, and said, "Has he not come back yet?"

Chunxiu said: "Xu An came back and said that my uncle went to Liang's house."

It was the moment when she was most vulnerable and at a loss. Mingshu wanted Yan Ziqin to be with her, but he actually went to Laoshizi Liang's house, and said angrily, "What is he going to do?"

Chunxiu said: "My lady, don't be angry, I don't know about Mr. Xiaolang yet. When he comes back, I will definitely regret going to Liang's first."

Ming Shu said: "How do you know it's Xiao Langjun? Maybe it's a girl."

Chunxiu said: "If you have an older brother, you can take care of your younger sister. What do you think, my lady?"

Mingshu said: "What do I think... I think, take off these thick clothes first, I'm going to be exhausted from the heat!"

Yan Ziqin, who didn't know anything about it, came to visit Liang Dachun with a serious face, but his family members said that he was not there, so he went out alone and disappeared.

In just a moment, Yan Ziqin guessed where he was.

The long-abandoned Xue family's old house, with dilapidated wells and thorns everywhere, seems to be shrouded in a layer of gloomy clouds and mist even on a sunny day.

People rely on clothes, Buddha depends on gold clothes, and Liang Dachun, who is dressed in silk, looks no longer the submissive manager he was a few days ago. And standing, there should be a pond outside the railing, leading to Bianshui, which has dried up due to the siltation of the channel.

In front of Yan Ziqin, Liang Dachun was still very polite, and sighed: "The master's family has suffered such unexpected disasters. When I mentioned the old incident 30 years ago, it was really unexpected. Now the court does not allow the relatives of the Liang family to take over the grain business, so I have to entrust it to me." manage."

Looking at his face, Yan Ziqin felt for the first time that a seemingly honest and simple person could hide so deeply.

"Mr. Liang has taken over the property of the Liang family, and the next step is to restore the old surname." Yan Ziqin said with a smile, "Or, I should call you Mr. Xue."

Liang Dachun was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "What do you mean, my lord?"

Yan Ziqin said: "You are Xue Hanliang's only remaining flesh and blood, I am right."

Liang Dachun stared at him coldly, and the weeping willows behind him rustled. After a long time, he sighed and said, "No wonder there are rumors that Mr. Yan has a pair of eyes. Sure enough, nothing can escape your eyes, but when did you guess my identity?" Woolen cloth?"

Yan Ziqin said: "In terms of your plan alone, it is indeed difficult to find flaws, but when I knew that there was only one surviving child, conflicts arose. Later, I recalled your testimony, it was full of loopholes."

"All your confessions are from the perspective and tone of the Xue family, not to mention whether your 'father' Liang Shu will tell you the secrets that have been dusty for many years. Mother went to the suburbs, not to mention that even the details of the conversation between Xue Hanliang and his mother after the quarrel were able to be recounted. This is definitely not something that the Liang family's servants can spy out. There should be another surviving Xue family by your side. It is him. I told you about these past events."

Liang Dachun laughed miserably, and said: "That's right, but that's all in the past, she has already gone. Do you know who she is!"

Yan Ziqin remained silent, Liang Dachun smiled and shed two lines of tears silently.

"She is my mother. When the thief broke into my house, my mother was coaxing me and my brother to take a nap, and the sound of shouting and killing came from the front yard. Mother knew the danger, locked the door, hugged me and my brother. The younger brother hid in the closet, but they were so jealous that they searched for the living. The mother was trembling in the closet, listening to the villains outside yelling: "Where is Xue Hanliang's child! Where is the bride! Kill him clean!" She heard footsteps I knew there was no hope, and it was Li Zhong and my adoptive father Liang Shu who opened the cupboard door. My mother knelt on the ground and begged them to let the child go, as long as they let the child go, I would kill her! But with one knife, my brother died In my mother's arms, blood gushed out and flowed into my mother's mouth. They snatched me, took me as a hostage, and tried to force her..."

Speaking of this, Liang Dachun's throat rolled, his eyes were tearing apart, as if he had witnessed the tragedy of that year with his own eyes.

"In order to save my life, my mother...she gave in with hatred... After being humiliated, my mother jumped into the pond at home. Only then did Li Zhong and Liang Shu realize that they spared my life. I didn't know human affairs at that time. To actually respect and love the enemy who killed his father and his mother as his father and uncle." Liang Dachun gave a wry smile.

Yan Ziqin sighed, restrained his emotions, focused on the case, and said, "When did you find out that Lingtang is still alive?"

Liang Dachun said: "My mother was washed into the Bian River. It's a pity that my mother drifted out of the city and survived. Ten years ago, when I came back from the shop to collect the bill, an old woman on the road said it was mine. Mother, she said that my eyes resembled hers and my nose resembled my biological father. I thought it was a liar, because Liang Shu and I were nothing like each other. I felt strange since I was a child, but I never thought that he was not my biological father at all."

"Later, she told me the truth. At that time, I handed over my monthly bills to Liang Shu. I had no money. I only cared for my mother for two months before she died. I had no money to hire a good doctor or take good medicine for her. There is even no money to bury her, because Liang Shu will never give me even a penny in order to control me!"

Yan Ziqin said: "If my impression is correct, your adoptive father also passed away ten years ago."

Liang Dachun smiled calmly and said: "That's right, in order to give my mother a decent funeral, she has suffered too much all her life. I don't want her to be so miserable after death, and I don't want to continue to recognize the thief as my father. I wanted to kill him, but it happened that He died because of a bad disease from heaven, a good death, a good death!"

Yan Ziqin said: "Did he really die from a serious illness?"

Liang Dachun said: "Believe it or not, according to his 'will', I have already cremated him."

Without the corpse, there would be no final evidence, and Yan Ziqin had nothing to say. He could only pray that Liang Dachun would get rid of the old shadow, manage this hard-won property well, and not hurt the thousands of soldiers who depended on military rations for food.

As for brothers Yu Haiqing and Yu Haiquan, maybe they are the most unfortunate people, bearing hatred that does not belong to them and risking their lives for it.The punishment of beheading has been lowered, and they did pay the price for their killing, but it turned out that everything was wrong.

The last kindness is not to tell them the truth, let them die in the comfort of revenge.Yan Ziqin thought so, for the first time, he hoped that people would not sink into the underworld after death, it would be best to disappear in smoke, only in this way, the secret would be preserved forever, and many people would not experience the taste of disillusionment.

Just when he was wrong, Yanzi asked without warning: "Do you know Yu Qing?"

Liang Dachun was puzzled, "Who?"

Although he is a person who is good at acting, he once deceived Yan Ziqin with simple words, but his first reaction would not be deceiving, he really didn't know anything about family.

"You... just take care of yourself." Yan Ziqin left these words when he left.

Liang Dachun stood in the desolate hometown, in this place where he was born but had no chance to stay, thinking of those dear relatives who had never met, the spring breeze blew away the tears on his face, and also blew away the tears on his face for ten years. Maybe after today, he can be himself again, the survivor of the Xue family who survived the catastrophe.

Maybe he will be trapped in this identity for the rest of his life, running the enemy's family business, and using the enemy's surname.

The sound of Yan Ziqin's horse's hooves had gone away, and there was nothing in sight, only him.

(End of this chapter)