At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Seeing him leaving, Ruan Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Quickly take off the hairpin, lie down on the bed, and sleep under the quilt.

When Xie Zhuqing came back, Ruan Xingyu had already fallen asleep.

Xie Zhuqing sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her profile with complicated eyes.

The candlelight flickered, and the woman's face was peaceful and tranquil, just like the first time she saw her...

Until the wax was mostly piled up on the body of the candle, Xie Zhuqing was wearing only a middle coat.

He stood up, blew out the candles, and walked gently to the small study room in the courtyard.

Hearing the footsteps disappear, Ruan Xingyu suddenly opened his eyes, his hands under the quilt holding the sheets tightly.

It feels smooth and is the top-grade Shu brocade from Yizhou.

Ordinary people would be reluctant to buy it, but the Jiangling Marquis Mansion directly used it to make bed sheets.

The wealth and wealth in Beijing are alluring, and among them, the Jiangling Marquis Mansion is the most dazzling, just like the beautiful young man in red...

The next day, September 24th.

The weather was getting colder and colder. Xie Yuheng finished his class in the Common Hall and went to the East Hall.

"Lord Maester!"

Xie Yuheng followed the sound and saw Lu Sheng standing not far away. His face was pale and his eyes were purple.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing the appraising looks from the people around him, Lu Sheng took a few steps forward and looked at the boy who was shorter than himself.

Under the washed white gown, his knees were slightly bent until his eyes were level with Xie Yuheng's.

Lu Shengfang said: "Thank you sir for the silver. Lu will return it to the Marquis as soon as possible."

Xie Yuheng just nodded, "Don't be in a hurry, just take care of yourself first."

"If your...family members were still alive, they would not want to see you looking so depressed."

Lu Sheng almost shed tears when he was suddenly cared about.

Busy blinked quickly to push back the tears, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Hou, but I still have one more thing to ask Mr. Hou."

When asked, do not speak directly, but lower your voice.

Xie Yuheng rubbed his fingers together and led him back to the east hall.

Asking the handyman to wait outside the house, Xie Yuheng gestured for him to write on paper.

Lu Sheng took the ink stick, even though he was extremely anxious.

Also keep grinding the ink at a constant speed so as not to damage the inkstone.

The autumn wind rustles the leaves.

The bright ink marks on the paper revealed a question that struck directly at Xie Yuheng's heart.

'The ancestral home of the Marquis of Jiangling is Qiantang of Yangzhou? '

Xie Yuheng remained calm and shook his head: "My family has been in Jingzhou for generations, and I am also a native of Jiangling."

Lu Sheng smiled bitterly and put down his pen.

Thinking about it, even if Xie Qian's bloodline was saved at that time.

After more than five hundred years, who can guarantee that his bloodline will not be lost during several great chaos in the world.

It's just that... Lu Sheng took a few steps back, seeming to have made some kind of determination, and bowed solemnly to Xie Yuheng.

"The general hall will be closed soon. I wonder if I have anything I don't know about in the future. Can I come to visit and ask for advice?"

Just seeing the silver gift from Marquis Jiangling that day, I knew he was a kind-hearted man.

When my grandmother was still alive, she had a saying: If you want to ask for help, ask for help from the people who have helped you, not the people you have helped.

One to two, easy. Zero to one, difficult.

As expected, I heard Xie Yuheng say: "Yes."

Anyway, I taught Xie's Academy, and Qian Tang's Juzi also taught.

One more is not too much, one less is not too much.

Lu Sheng bowed deeply again and turned around with firm eyes.

Lu's ancestral family motto: 'Be sincere to others, be kind in doing things, and repay kindness with kindness. '

Just for the sake of living, he will work hard to overturn Xie Qian's case.

The gentleman's high righteousness should live in the temple.

Instead of hiding the name without a surname, only fragments of unofficial history can be seen.

After watching Lu Sheng leave, Xie Yuheng took out the fire fold and burned the piece of paper.

She was also very curious about Lu Sheng...but it wasn't time to touch the Chi family yet.

The caravans in the Thirteen States have only been in full swing for two years.

When pressed, dogs will jump over the wall!

The Ministry of Rites did not know whether Wusun was in a hurry, but Gao Li seemed to be in a hurry.

"No, is the little prince of Goryeo sick?"

Tan Li, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, received the note from the Ministry of Rites at the border of Youzhou early in the morning.

His colleague covered his face with a book and joked: "Don't let Master Shangshu hear what you said, otherwise you will suffer a lot."

"It's almost the New Year, and this person is still running to other countries? Doesn't he have a home?"

Tan Li was puzzled, very puzzled!

Mainly because at this time, it was already snowing in Youzhou, so it would take two months to walk on the road.

Whoever goes to greet them will celebrate the New Year on the way.

"Furthermore, I heard that the military attache from Youzhou who returned to Beijing to report on his duties said that the little prince of Goryeo also has a very bad temper."

"I'm so angry that I can't cut him off, and I can't even say harsh things to him."

"If we accidentally trigger a war between the two countries, we will become a sinner for the ages."

Tan Li paced back and forth in the hall impatiently, then clapped his hands and said:

"Tell me, can the Shujishi exam be held in advance so that the last two months of studying can be done?"

The colleague smacked his lips and said, "I don't think it's going to work. Why don't I go to court and try it with you?"

If you try, you will die. Tan Li proposed this the next day.

Before His Majesty could speak, Ye Zhongliang was scolded for a long time by Ye Zhongliang's righteousness in killing his relatives.

Xie Yuheng used the wat board to cover his eyes and glanced at Chu Heng.

His face was as dark as water, and 'I'm not happy' was written all over his body! '

Receiving envoys from other countries costs money and people!

Unfortunately, Daliang is short of people and immoral, oh no, short of money!

Our reincarnated Emperor, the Iron Rooster, can you not be angry?

This is what Chu Heng thought. He had this money to receive envoys from other countries.

Why not build a road, build a boat, or dig a well for villagers in water-scarce areas?

Even if you don’t make anything and just give them to your ministers as New Year red envelopes, that’s not bad!

Si Yuandao pondered for a moment and then said: "According to news from the Youzhou border, the Emperor of Goryeo is already very old."

"Although the young prince is favored, his half-brother, the prince, is in charge of the court, and the two parties have been at odds for many years."

"I would venture to guess that perhaps the prince's side wants to borrow a knife to kill someone, or take the opportunity to seize power!"

"So, we can hang it out for a while."

If it weren't for holding a wat board, Tan Li would have given Si Yuandao a round of applause.

To be able to teach the Marquis of Jiangling to the sixth level, it is true that the teacher has hundreds of millions of things in him.

Ye Zhongliang remained silent. He opposed Tan Li's policy because the exams would be disrupted by leaving the school early, which would disrupt many arrangements of the staff.

Who really wants to celebrate the New Year outside in the dead of winter to welcome the mission?

It’s just a small country, so I’m afraid of him!

So the matter of the little prince from Goryeo coming to Liang was put aside for now. The official credentials have not been handed over yet.

After the dynasty dispersed, Xie Yuheng was called to Chui Gong Hall.

Chu Heng said kindly: "Recently, people have been organized in the city to teach the people how to knit sweaters."

"Your mother's decree, please wait a little longer."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xie Yuheng bowed his hands.

Since it is a royal decree, it must be above the fifth rank, and the following is an imperial decree.

There is an imperial edict, and my mother is out talking about business. If she is framed or in trouble, she will be trapped in a trap.