Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

The news of Concubine Li's death came in the early morning of the next day.

At that time, Su Danchen, who was drunk, was entangled with Lan Ziqing in the Prime Minister's mansion. After about half a stick of incense, a young servant in gray and blue robes ran out of the court in panic, and there was a "plop" sound of kneeling on the ground. The two people who were entangled with each other were startled, looked down, and saw Su Danchen's personal servant, Ahuan, knocking his head heavily on the bluestone ground.

"Hi...why are you here..."

Su Danchen asked while hiccupping.

The shoulders of the boy kneeling on the ground trembled violently. After a long pause, he raised a face full of tears, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness... the imperial concubine is dead!"

a bolt from the blue!

Su Danchen felt that Tianling Gai was torn apart by a thunderbolt, his mind went blank, and he froze in place on the spot.

Lan Ziqing was the first to react, and Shen Se asked, "What did you say!"

The boy cried and said that this morning, news came from the palace that the imperial concubine had hanged herself in Chenxia Palace.

"I do not believe!"

"How could concubine mother die! She was fine yesterday..."

"Mother concubine...Mother concubine..."

Su Danchen's eyes were red, and he rushed out like a mad cub.

A Huan quickly got up and followed him.

Lan Ziqing also chased out the door in a hurry, but was stopped by the young servant, Ah San, who said that the national teacher was invited.

"understood."

Just leaving this sentence behind, she wanted to chase after Su Danchen, but was stopped by Ah San again.

Seeing his unusually ugly face, Ah San's heart skipped a beat, and her voice became more cautious: "Prime Minister, the national teacher said that there is something urgent to discuss, please go to the national teacher's residence immediately."

In this moment of effort, Su Danchen had already disappeared in front of him.

Lan Ziqing looked at the empty alley ahead, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Prepare the sedan chair."

Wei Lijue called Lan Ziqing urgently at this time, it was indeed an urgent matter.

The [-] elite soldiers he stationed by the Hanshui River were ambushed and suffered heavy losses. Almost the entire army was wiped out!

Seeing that the soldiers are about to start, they never expected such a big mess in the rear!When Wei Lijue heard this, he was furious and nearly vomited blood, and urgently ordered Lan Ziqing to stay in Xunyang, and led his subordinates to leave in a hurry to Hanshuihe.

After Lan Ziqing respectfully sent Wei Lijue away, she rushed to the palace without delay.

In the palace, there was a wave of unrest and another wave. The news that the imperial concubine had hanged herself had just spread, and before the ministers had time to be surprised, there was another news in the palace that the third prince Su Danchen was imprisoned in the palace.

After the death of the imperial concubine, Emperor Yang, who had always loved the imperial concubine and her concubine, was furious for some reason, and ordered not to restrain the imperial concubine's body.Not only that, but also to whip the corpse in public to vent their hatred.

The third prince Su Danchen, who rushed to Chenxia Palace, couldn't bear such a stimulus, and had a big fight with Emperor Yangdi in the imperial study room, the room was full of loud noises, mountain rain and storm.Afterwards, the third prince, who was forced out by the servants, had red eyes, his left cheek was swollen, blood stained his lips, and he looked indescribably embarrassed.

According to the little eunuch who cleaned up later, the table and case in the imperial study were also overturned, the bookshelves were also turned over, and there were vases and pieces of teacups all over the floor, making it a mess.One can imagine the intensity of the quarrel.

As soon as Lan Ziqing arrived at the palace, she heard the news that Su Danchen was imprisoned in the palace, her face was startled, and she hurried to Emperor Yang's bedroom - Longxi Palace.

On the way to rush, he had learned the whole story from the little eunuch leading the way, his heart sank and sank, and his thoughts changed rapidly.

Finally thought of a countermeasure, but was stopped by a white-browed eunuch outside the Dragon Saliva Palace.

"Your Majesty has an emergency, and the imperial physician is treating him inside. Lan Xiang, please come back."

The white-browed old eunuch wiped his tears and said.

Lan Ziqing pondered for a long time, and said: "The imperial concubine..."

As soon as he said a few words, he was interrupted by the "shh" of the old eunuch who changed his face. He hurriedly pulled him aside, looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, Fang breathed a sigh of relief and used Deliberately lowering his voice, he said: "Ms. Lan can't say Concubine Li. Concubine Li is now a thorn in His Majesty's heart. Anyone who mentions it will be in trouble."

Lan Ziqing frowned, "Why?"

The white-browed old eunuch sighed heavily, and the light in his cloudy old eyes fluctuated. He sighed "doing evil" and shook his head, "It's better that Lan Xiang doesn't know..."

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Lan Ziqing didn't ask any more questions, and only vaguely mentioned the matter of Concubine Li being flogged to death.

"Lan Xiang, don't worry. His Majesty has taken back his order after the Third Highness made such a fuss."

As soon as the old eunuch finished speaking, the voice of the young eunuch calling came from behind. After he said "please accompany me", he turned around and went back.

Lan Ziqing had no choice but to return home first.

After returning to the prime minister's mansion, Ah San, the servant in the mansion, quickly came up to him, handed the envelope in his hand to Lan Ziqing, and said, "Prime Minister, this is a letter from Qingcheng."

Lan Ziqing opened it and saw that inside was the house deed and title deed of the bamboo house he bought for 5 taels in Qingcheng that day. A dark light flashed in his ink eyes, and he quietly put the letter into his sleeve, and said lightly : "Go down."

"Yes"

After walking less than two steps, Lan Ziqing stopped him again.

Lan Ziqing pondered for a moment, then said: "Call everyone in the mansion here, and then go to the cashier to get 1000 taels of silver."

Hearing this, Ah San felt a little uneasy, but still acted according to Lan Ziqing's words.

Soon, all the servants and servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion gathered in front of Zhu's gate, looking at each other, and no one could figure it out.

Only Ah San looked nervously at the elegant man in Tsing Yi in front of him.

As he expected, Lan Ziqing was planning to dismiss the servants.

The servants were unwilling to say anything at first, and they cried into a ball and begged Lan Ziqing to stay with them. Finally, under Lan Ziqing's persuasion, they went forward one by one to fetch 50 taels of silver, went back to their room, packed their luggage, and carried their luggage on their backs. Kneeling thousands of times to their master who has served them for three years with a small burden

Knock, and then left the Prime Minister's mansion wiping away tears.

The last person whose turn came was Ah San.Ah San refused to ask for the 50 taels of silver, knelt at Lan Ziqing's feet, and cried, "Prime Minister, you saved this slave's life. I will never leave you. I will serve you here for the rest of my life." !"

Lan Ziqing sighed, helped him up, and took out all the remaining taels in the box. It was estimated that there were about 200 taels.

"The money is enough to spend the rest of your life, and it's also a little bit of kindness for the truth."

Forcibly stuffing the silver into Ah San's arms.

Ah San held the silver tremblingly, said with red eyes, "Prime Minister, why is this..."

Lan Ziqing shook her head and sighed, "Let's go."

Ah San has been with Lan Ziqing for three years, and knows that he has always kept his word, not to mention these days, he has vaguely noticed that Lan Xiang is planning something...

What.

Now that the matter was over, Ah San only knelt on the ground again, and kowtowed heavily to Lan Ziqing.

"Slave bid farewell to the prime minister."

Three times in a row.

After kowtowing three times, Fang stood up, carrying the burden on his back and taking the silver taels given by Lan Ziqing, and left him in tears, where he had stayed for three years, and he had long regarded it as his home.

After everyone left, Lan Ziqing stood in the empty courtyard and closed her eyes deeply.

The night of this night was extraordinarily long and deserted.

Lan Ziqing lit up all the lamps and candles in the prime minister's mansion, and the elegant and quiet mansion was brightly lit, like a grand party.

The clear water in the mansion glows quietly under the moonlight.

The plum grove beside the Qushui is full of fallen flowers, shrouded in moonlight, and the ground is sprinkled with mottled silver light.

Under the night sky, the plum blossoms bloom elegantly and demonically.

The breeze is coming slowly, sending bursts of fragrance.

Lan Ziqing sat alone in the Lanyue Pavilion, overlooking the mansion that he had taken care of for three years, his eyes fluctuated, and scenes of the past came into his mind.

Three years ago, when he became a new minister, all the officials congratulated him, and Emperor Yang personally bestowed him with the prime minister's mansion.

Three years later, he spent some of the best time in this mansion with his beloved.

He reads under the lamp with him, enjoys the good time with him, and sleeps with him in the same bed.

……

It was an unforgettable time.

He slowly poured a glass of wine.

A barely audible sigh dissipated in the air.

After drinking this glass of wine, he should go too.

Xunyang is already a place of right and wrong, neither Ah Chen nor he can stay any longer.