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The old judge was indeed old and his legs were not very strong. He tripped when he stepped over the threshold and was about to fall headfirst onto the stone pier next to the door.

Just as Chen Huai was about to make a move, he saw from the window that Luo Hai, who was more than four meters away, turned around with a carrier pigeon in his hand, used the force to rush over and support the old man.

The old judge was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and was unable to speak for a while. Chen Huai ordered two guards to help him go back.

Luo Hai walked in, respectfully took the letter off the pigeon's leg, and handed it to Chen Huai: "Sir"

Chen Huai opened it and was relieved to see Yang Xuan saying that everything was fine in the palace. He raised his eyebrows and looked down at Luo Hai, praising him:

"That was a good move just now. The foundation is solid enough."

Luo Hai's eyes lit up with joy. Ever since he witnessed his master's palm seal skills during his last trip to Shu, and was saved by Chen Huai, he has been in great admiration for Chen Huai. He scratched his head in embarrassment:

"Thank you for the compliment, my father forced me to practice this when I was a child because he admired General Lian."

Chen Huai smiled and said, "You have really put in a lot of effort. There is no need to be modest. But who is the General Lian you are talking about? Why haven't I heard of him?"

Luo Hai widened his eyes in surprise:

"Sir, how could that be? Even Daqian's three-year-old child knows about General Lian Fengrong, how could you not know about him?"

Chen Huai glared at him and said, "You mean I am worse than a three-year-old child?"

Luo Hai realized that he had said the wrong thing, and slapped himself lightly in the face with a smile:

"It was just a small slip of the tongue, but General Lian Fengrong was a great hero who fought with the late emperor to conquer the world. He was extremely brave.

Later, in the battle of Chengmen Pass, he fell off a cliff to protect the late emperor. After his death, he was posthumously named the King of One Word, but later I heard that the late emperor would cry every time he mentioned him, and gradually no one in the palace dared to mention him anymore."

That's really a sentimental and righteous person. Chen Huai asked curiously, "What about his descendants? Why haven't we heard of them in the court?"

Luo Hai felt a little sad when he heard this:

"It is said that the general's wife was pregnant at the time, and she couldn't bear the tragic death of the general, so she also committed suicide for love."

what?

Chen Huai was surprised: "You mean, jumping off a cliff?"

Luo Hai nodded: "The general and his wife had a deep love for each other. Their souls have returned to one place, which can be regarded as a family reunion."

Chen Huai had gone to teahouses to listen to stories many times in his previous life, but this was the first time he had heard such a tragic story. His heart ached for a moment, especially when he heard that the general's wife had also died. He even felt a little wet in his eyes.

He felt sad. Some couples would rather die together than live alone, while some live in harmony but are spiritually estranged, just like his parents in his previous life. When encountering problems, they always considered their own family first, and there was no trust between husband and wife at all. Chen Huai felt tired for them.

So he would rather wander around the world than make any promise or stay.

But now it seems different. After being out for almost ten days, he really misses Rong Cheng and Yuan Yuan. He wants to see them and kiss them. This kind of bond was what he hated the most before, but now he enjoys it.

I thought we would get news on the fifth day, but on the afternoon of the fourth day, the prefect and a group of officials came in hastily with beaming faces:

"Master Chen, good news! Both families have lowered their prices, even lower than expected. Now people are going out to buy salt, and the streets are bustling."

The prefect was happy for a long time, but when he saw Chen Huai's serious expression, he stepped forward cautiously and asked, "Master Chen?"

Chen Huai came back to his senses and looked at the officials below him. His expression did not improve at all:

"The prefect is so happy now. Have you ever thought about why the mere entry of private salt into the market could make the two salt merchants lower their prices so quickly?"

The prefect was shocked: "Sir, do you mean... there is a traitor in the government office?"

Chen Huai sneered:

"That's right. I'm afraid that the order I gave that day was passed on to the Feng and Shen families right after. They were both afraid that the other party would take the imperial merchant's brand first, so they hesitated for a long time before having to lower the price. Am I right, the two behind?"

Guan Wu and Liu He saw that everyone in the room was looking at them, and they knelt down in panic, their heads covered in cold sweat, and their trembling appearance showed that they were guilty of something.

"I, we..."

The prefect still didn't understand what was going on, so he walked over angrily and slapped them both twice with his shoe sole:

"Okay, I see that your family is poor, and you have a large family with wives, children, and elders, so I accepted you to work in the mansion instead of sending you to a distant county. Are you worthy of me and the people of Luzhou?"

The two men kowtowed on the ground in shame: "Sir, we were wrong. We shouldn't have accepted benefits from the Feng and Shen families. We won't dare to do that again."

The prefect calmed down and turned to Chen Huai and bowed: "Sir, it is my fault for not governing well. I will punish them severely this time and will not show any leniency."

Chen Huai had something on his mind. He waved his hands impatiently and said sternly: "If you can't govern well again, you, the governor of Luzhou, should take off your hat and resign."

As soon as these words came out, it was obvious that they represented the emperor's will. The prefect immediately knelt down with everyone in the government office: "Yes, I understand."

Only then did he lead everyone out carefully.

The matter in Luzhou was almost completed, and all that was left was the finishing touches. Chen Huai should have been happy, but there was no trace of joy on his face, and he felt uneasy. At this time, Luo Hai ran in from outside, sweating.

Chen Huai quickly stood up, looking at his empty hands, holding a glimmer of hope: "Where's the letter?"

Luo Hai took a deep breath and shook his head: "No, sir, I have been waiting outside the post station for a whole day, but there is still no news."

Chen Huai took two steps back with a grim expression and sat on the chair. Including today, he had missed two letters, which was six days in total. Something must have happened in the capital.

Chen Huai's hands hanging on the table gradually clenched, and his eyes revealed deep worry. After a while, he suddenly stood up and

Ordered: "Luo Hai"

Luo Hai stood up straight, clasped his fists and bowed: "Your servant is here"

"I order you to take the Jinyiwei to garrison here and assist the prefect and others in closing the case of smuggled salt. I will return to the capital first."

Luo Hai: "I obey your orders, you can go with peace of mind. We brothers are here and we will not let you down."

Chen Huai nodded, went to the government stable to get a fast horse, got on the horse, and without even packing his bag, he just took the dry food from Luo Hai and headed straight towards the capital.

It was a journey of hundreds of miles from Luzhou to the capital. Chen Huai rode non-stop and used all his money to buy horses. Three horses died. He finally returned to the capital on August 15, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It has been more than twenty days since he left Beijing, and he couldn't wait to go to the palace to see Rong Cheng.

But as soon as he entered the city, he found that there was no festive atmosphere on the streets. Even the shops selling mooncakes and rice cakes were deserted. Chen Huai's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly pulled over a passerby and asked:

"What's wrong? Isn't today a festival? What happened in the capital?"

Seeing Chen Huai's untidy beard and tall stature, the man cowered and begged for mercy:

"My dear, you don't know yet, the emperor has been ill for many days, who in the capital is still in the mood to celebrate the festival?"