Dressed as a man with the eldest son

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In the evening, the Song Mansion was very lively, with the sound of suona and firecrackers intertwined, it was full of joy, and the whole street was filled with water mats.

A few streets away, there were screams and screams, the master was chained and taken away, and the family and servants were driven to the yamen with ropes and chains.

The governor of Shaoyang had a drink at Song's house, unaware that the yamen jail was overcrowded.

The Huating Weaving Bureau was led by Pei Dinggao, and the commanders were all from Emperor Yongzhao, who had already obtained the secret order before they came. Li Han didn't show much shock at the result of Nan Ruo's knife, and only tactfully indicated that killing a monkey would be enough up.

Nan Ruo didn't mean to kill indiscriminately at first, so he just asked someone to cut off Li Han's head, first showed it vividly in front of the officials who were arrested, and after confirming each confession, he asked someone to send it to Yang Tao's tomb .

The chief envoy who rushed over wanted to plead for mercy, but Nan Ruo blocked him with a sentence, but he said that he could write a letter if he refused to accept it, and his majesty would decide.

However, who didn't know that Luan Yiwei was arrogant, and who didn't know that he was the emperor's favored minister. The sword in the hands of the Holy Master, daring to act like this naturally represented the meaning of the Holy Master, and they all silenced.

Nan Ruo sneered in his heart. If he really looked into it carefully, he was afraid that few officials from these three provinces would be able to escape. Revenge is also to prevent him from linking these links together.

It is impossible for the imperial court to arrest all the officials from the three provinces and punish them. The officials knew that this was their reliance. He simply ended up with Li Han, which meant that he would not pursue it, and broke the link first. They are busy.

Officials know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages best, and they all chose to be wise and protect themselves—at least on the surface.

But he couldn't let it go so easily. Nan Ruo personally posted a post to invite these officials to visit and interrogate. They came in straight up one by one, bent over and held their chests and vomited out.

In just three days, the reputation of Little Hades spread throughout Jiangnan.

Just look at the attitude of the Song family when Si Niang came back from the Three Dynasties. The younger generations of the Song family who used to be arrogant avoided Nan Ruo one after another.

However, it is not so easy for the officials to let go. The wealthy gentry who benefited from the weaving bureau panicked, especially the gentry clan, who in a sense resembled the existence of the emperor. The words of the gentry in many villages were far more useful than the government, especially in the south. This situation is even worse because there are more literati.

Now that Li Han is down, the gentry and rich merchants who are afraid that he will be held accountable will try their best to pull the thread of the officials and give them filial piety on weekdays, just for this time.

So soon all kinds of rumors spread, such as the imperial court arbitrarily arresting innocent people, some barbarian guards tortured to extract confessions, there will never be a shortage of people who think they are righteous in this world, especially scholars and Confucian scholars who have not entered the officialdom, who are most likely to be stirred up to make trouble.

First, he denounced it at the rally, followed by running around to tell each other, writing poems, reciting and disseminating them, and so-called celebrities uttered their voices.

Nan Ruo watched them quarrel coldly, and wrote down the worst ones one by one, and then asked someone to post the "good things" that the Weaving Bureau had done over the years, including the death of Yang Tao when they made a joint petition. The cause and effect of the incident are not covered up at all.

And I wrote a vernacular version, asking Banners to go to various villages in groups of three or four to hold a trumpet to read, and make sure that every villager understands who has benefited from their hard work over the years.

At the same time, I got the petition, saying that I would personally present it to the Holy Majesty, and repeat all their wonderful speeches these days in front of the Holy Majesty.

Now the scholars panicked, especially those who were still preparing to continue the scientific examination. Their feverish minds calmed down and were annoyed.

Nan Ruo sneered, pulled out the victims, placed tables, chairs and benches, and asked them to sit at the gate of the yamen and take turns telling about their miserable experiences over the years.

This was not enough. After finishing the round, he followed Qi Ding to the countryside and told the villagers face to face.

Except for a few scholars, most of them lowered their noble heads.

At the same time, Nanruo and the three provinces all commanded and envoys cooperated to arrest several wealthy businessmen and squires who were instigating behind them. At the same time, they severely warned the officials who were behind them, and then gave the scholars a step on the grounds of being bewitched.

Nan Ruo felt heartbroken when he saw the scholars who left with their faces covered in shame. Playing navy tricks with a semi-professional player like him was simply killing himself.

Pei Dinggao was a little worried: "Now you have offended all these Confucian scholars from Jiangnan."

Jiangnan scholars have always been the main force in the officialdom. Although they were wrong this time, I am afraid that they have already hated Nangong in their hearts, and their hearts have always been like this.

Nan Ruo smiled: "I have offended few Confucian scholars."

Which of the officials in the capital did not hate Luan Yiwei, even if they knew they were just the emperor's sword, but they could not blame the emperor, they could only target their hatred.

Just like these disgraced scholars who went back began to complain about the people who led them to make trouble, completely forgetting that others did not force them, they joined voluntarily.

The entire upper level of Jiangnan in February was shrouded in haze.

When those who should be arrested are about to be arrested, Nan Ruo eight hundred miles rushes to send a letter to the capital. At the beginning of March, the Holy Majesty sent an imperial decree, asking them to escort several principal criminals to Beijing.

Nan Ruo packed up his things and said goodbye to Siniang.

"Brother..." Si Niang immediately blushed.

Nan Ruo didn't give up, but could only comfort her: "When my brother-in-law wins the exam, I will ask someone to pick you up to Beijing."

The Juren Examination can only be taken in the local area. Song Yunfang has some talent in reading, and it is only a matter of time before she is admitted to Juren.

"I will ask the second child to write to you every month."

He understands Siniang's concerns, and he is afraid that the relationship with them will fade over time, and he doesn't want to, so there must be correspondence, not only Siniang, but no matter who leaves home, everyone else must write letters.

"You might as well worry about how you will reply to more than ten letters by then."

With the hard work of the scumbag father, there may be twenty or thirty letters in the future, and the nephew and niece will have to count when they grow up.

Si Niang burst into laughter immediately: "I will definitely be the first to write back to eldest brother."

After he said goodbye to Siniang, Nan Ruo chatted with Song Yunfang again.

"Si Niang will entrust it to you in the future."

Song Yunfang hurriedly leaned over: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely protect Si Niang."

In fact, there is no need for his protection, his uncle is famous now, whoever dares to provoke his sister, even he has lingering fears.

Nan Ruo patted him on the shoulder in satisfaction, he didn't care if Song Yunfang's performance was true or not, as long as he didn't fall down, as long as the Song family still wanted to rely on him, even if he didn't want to, he had to endure it.

But right now, the young couple are getting along pretty well. I believe that Si Niang's intelligence will make it right. He also told Dai Erqi to continue to help keep an eye on the Song family. After all, Si Niang is mostly in the house. What she may not know.

After meeting Siniang and his wife, Nan Ruo bid farewell to Mr. Song and Uncle Song in a very face-saving manner. After all, Siniang will live in the Song family in the future, so it's okay to support them.

Before leaving, Nan Ruo and Pei Dinggao went to Yang Tao's tomb together, and burned incense and paper for him instead of Mrs. Yang and the child.

Mrs. Yang took them into Beijing after observing the filial piety. She couldn't leave the capital for the sake of the child's future. When she learned that Nan Ruo was going to come to Jiangnan, she personally came to entrust him. down.

The two were silent towards the tomb.

Although he helped Yang Tao to avenge his revenge and seek justice, but his mood was not as relaxed as he thought, Nan Ruo felt a little heavier instead.

This is just what they saw. I don't know how many officials like Yang Tao died quietly in places they couldn't see.

Not all of Nan Ruo's arrests over the years have convincing evidence, many of them are victims of the game between Emperor Yongzhao, Empress Zheng, and the prince. Although he tried his best to protect them, once the emperor made a decision, he couldn't do more. Use, should be demoted or demoted, should die or die.

Even after they died, they still carried the stigma and could not restore their reputation.

Nan Ruo's last respect for Emperor Yongzhao was also flattened by his so-called political skills over the years. He used the advanced inventions brought by Empress Zheng more vigorously than anyone else, but Empress Zheng once talked about the idea of ​​transmission, but he As if unheard of.

Empress Zheng herself has become a qualified politician.

In fact, Nan Ruo is also the same, but he doesn't want to be completely a slave to power. He has faith in his heart, and it is this belief that supports him from being completely assimilated.

sooner or later...

He bowed farewell to the tombstone, just as he left back then, and secretly made another promise.

It was still cold when I came here, but it was already warm and the flowers were blooming when I went back. I went upstream along the road and enjoyed a lot of scenery.

Nan Ruo wrote them down one by one, and planned to write them back into the short composition for the prince.

In the rest of his free time, he continued to learn how to make incense. He found a lot of incense prescriptions from Jiangnan, some of which can relieve the mood and help sleep. Whether there is less or more in it, you should feel at ease with yourself, it is related to the safety of the prince, so you can't be careless.

Even though the boat was traveling fast, he still missed the Spring Festival when he arrived in the capital. The Dali Temple on the pier had already sent people to pick up the prisoners. Nan Ruo asked Pei Dinggao to help hand them over, and he went to the palace to report to Emperor Yongzhao first.

The second day of the junior high school set up a carriage to pick him up, but he lifted the curtain and went in, facing the prince sitting at the entrance.

Nan Ruo put down the curtain almost immediately: "Why is Your Highness here!"

Isn't this nonsense, what if it is discovered!

The prince reached out to shake his hand, but in the end he grabbed his sleeve and said, "I just want to see you, I haven't seen you for two months..."

He stared at him intently, making no effort to hide his thoughts, appearing a little infatuated.

Nan Ruo couldn't stand his humiliating appearance the most, lost his temper instantly, and was stared at by such eyes, even a saint could not remain indifferent.

The mouth has already stepped forward: "I don't blame you, I'm just worried for a while." After a pause, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss Your Highness very much."

The prince's eyes brightened, and his slender fingers slid down the sleeves, took his hand, moved in, and signaled Nan Ruo to sit beside him.

Nan Ruo was about to sit down, but somehow she sprained her foot and fell directly on the prince's lap.

Immediately, his eyes widened.

Nan Ruo let out a sigh in his heart, and just about to get up, he saw the prince's eyelids drooping, and took him into his arms.

Nan Ruo petrified in an instant, and almost jumped up from his lap in the next second.

The outstretched hand of the prince stopped in the air, as if he was lost for a moment, and then with a smile on his face, he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened: "Sorry, I was reckless."

Patting the seat next to him: "Is it okay to sit here?" Reaching out to pull Nan Ruo's sleeve, he whispered, "I want to get closer to you..."

He raised his head, his deep eyebrows were praying.

Nan Ruo's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, she held the hand that was pulling his sleeve, and sat down beside him.

The prince tentatively clasped his fingers, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.