Dressed as a short-lived cannon fodder

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Xie Fushu carried the stove and walked quickly on the way to Huaihe Hall.

Since the change of the crown prince's birthday, the city of Chang'an has not been peaceful.On the one hand, the emperor was overjoyed by the concubine's pregnancy and rewarded him a lot. On the other hand, he was furious because someone murdered the concubine and the emperor's grandson, and ordered people to investigate the case thoroughly.The prince asked himself to avoid suspicion, and he was not seen among them, but the situation was over. In the past two days, many people had their homes ransacked on the charge of "rebellion".

Those caught in the trap naturally pointed their finger at Hua Qingya, after all, he provided part of the criminal evidence.They threatened Hua Qingya's identity, but they didn't know that this person was the real Hua Qingya, and the counterfeit has disappeared.After finishing everything, Hua Qingya smiled, bid farewell to Emperor Mingde and returned to Ba.

The wind whizzed past under the eaves, roaring like wild animals.

Xie Fushu sat in the Huaihe Hall for less than half an hour, when someone came to inform him that it was Hua Xinghe who asked to see him.She frowned, roughly guessing Hua Xinghe's purpose, pondered for a moment, and said: "Please come in."

Hua Xinghe was still the same, he cupped his hands quite casually, and sat down opposite Xie Fushu.He looked at Xie Fushu with his chin propped up, and lazily said: "I underestimated the ability of the county magistrate."

Xie Fushu raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Priest Hua, please speak directly."

Hua Xinghe laughed for a while, and quickly said: "Hua doesn't want to be around anymore. Hua is willing to work with the county lord to save Princess Zhaoyang, as long as the county lord is willing to return the 'Chaolu'."

Xie Fushu didn't believe in Hua Xinghe, her eyelids trembled, she didn't even think about it, she directly refused: "No need." After a pause, she said again, "The crown prince should be ready to go back to the country, right?"

Hua Xinghe showed displeasure when he heard the words, but he also knew that he couldn't ask for it.He took a deep look at Xie Fushu, and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, Hua doesn't ask for it. It's just that since the county lord doesn't want to give it back, no matter who comes to take it in the future, please don't hand it over. "

Xie Fushu didn't answer, but looked at Hua Xinghe with a half-smile.

Hua Xinghe didn't say much, just walked away with his arms folded.

"County Lord?" Yiyu said in shock.

Xie Fushu took out a gold needle, flicked it casually, and fixed an inconspicuous black bug. "Don't worry about him." Xie Fushu said.

Not long after Hua Xinghe left, another person came to the door.Xie Fushu had visited Huaihetang not many times, and then contacted the people from the Princess Mansion to stand up for Baiyulou and Huaihetang, and everyone suddenly had a sense of enlightenment.They dare not go to Zhaoyang Princess Mansion, but they can wait in Huaihetang or Baiyulou.

"Master, the doctor in the front hall said that there is a patient who cannot be saved, please help." Yiyu whispered.

Xie Fushu pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Send him here." The belief value of this system is that the more difficult a person is to save, the higher the points he gets, so she naturally doesn't want to let it go.

People came, but they were not carried in like Xie Fushu thought.The visitor's complexion was pale, his expression was anxious, and his eyes were dull.Xie Fushu didn't think he had any terminal illness.She frowned, and was about to ask someone to come, when the man knelt down on the ground with a plop, and begged, "Please forgive me, the county lord."

Xie Fushu's complexion changed suddenly, and he understood immediately.This man probably didn't come to seek medical treatment.

Seeing Xie Fushu sizing him up, the man panicked, and spoke out what he had planned before.He said: "The younger one is from the Lu family. The head of the family is imprisoned because of the princess concubine. He is really innocent. I beg the county lord to be merciful and say a few kind words to the princess for the younger one." Then, the man pulled out a bag from his sleeve. Fold the banknotes.

How dare you bribe in person?Courage is also great.Xie Fushu sneered.She doesn't believe that the Lu family is really innocent.The Lu family is not considered a wealthy family, but they are related by marriage to the Xie family and the Zheng family.On the list given by Hua Qingya, there is also a place for the Lu family.This is being caught, and he is still following the previous routine.

Xie Fushu remained silent for a long time, and the members of the Lu family were also uneasy.He inquired about the news that Xie Fushu was raised in the countryside since he was a child, and he was not valued in the Marquis Mansion, Ying likes money, is it because he thinks it is too little?The Lu family has a lot of money, and I don't know how many people they have bribed, including some scholars who call themselves noble.He quietly raised his head and glanced at Xie Fushu, his lips trembling.

Xie Fushu sneered and asked, "Which Lu family?"

The man's eyes flickered, but he didn't read the deep meaning of Xie Fushu's words, and quickly responded: "Our master is Lu Yangge."

Xie Fushu nodded, his expression unpredictable.She said slowly, "I see, you can step back."

If he didn't get the promise, how could that person go?But Xie Fushu had already turned around and returned to the house.The man was driven out of the Huaihe Hall by the attendants, the cold wind blew in his face, he shivered, stomped his feet fiercely, cursed, and trotted in another direction.The stack of bank notes mixed with land deeds fell into Xie Fushu's hands.

"Master, do you want to intercede for the Lu family?" Yiyu asked worriedly.

Xie Fushu smiled, and slowly put away the bank notes, she said: "This case is handled by Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice, what can I do?"

It was dusk and the sky was dark.The snowflakes that have been brewing for a day are falling one after another, and they will melt when they touch the clothes.Xie Fushu didn't bring an umbrella, and walked halfway, urging his companions to trot back.With the internal force running, she is no longer afraid of the severe cold, and her whole body is warm.

Pedestrians shook their sleeves to cover their heads, trotting all the way in a hurry, and the peddlers on the street gave up shouting and either walked back or found a roof.