After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

Han Min wrote a reply to Chu Yu's memorial after deliberation, and read it to Fu Xun. Fu Xun nodded, and then he closed the memorial and put it aside.

He asked: "How does Your Majesty plan to deal with Zhao Cun?"

Fu Xun said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Han Min was taken aback: "Then how dare you..."

Fu Xun stroked his hair: "Don't worry."

However, if the monarch of the Song Dynasty is to take the initiative to give up the important town in the northwest, there must be a big commotion.

Han Min turned his head away from his hand and picked up a new memorial.

He told the system yesterday that he quite likes Fu Xun.Fu Xun has only one bad thing, he likes to touch hands and feet, causing people to misunderstand.

I didn't think so before, but from now on, he, Han Min, is also a thoughtful literati.

After a dozen or so important papers were approved, it was noon.

The palace people were setting meals outside, Han Min put down his pen, hid it in the big sleeve of his toga, and stretched quietly.

Fu Xun squeezed his arm: "In the afternoon, send someone to find Xiao Zizi, and ask him to pack up your things and bring them into the palace."

Han Min ducked to the side and asked, "What is this for?"

Fu Xun raised his right hand: "Until my hand is healed, you have to stay in Funing Palace."

"Before, it was Bian Zhang who helped His Majesty approve the papers. Why did I stay in Funing Hall without seeing Bian Zhang?"

Fu Xun was serious: "Jiang Huan and Chu Yu both helped to review the papers, but they are all busy, you are more free."

Han Min frowned: "Your Majesty is praising me? Is that so?"

Just as they were about to quarrel, the voice of the old mother came from outside.

"Your Majesty, Lord Xiaohan, the Empress Dowager gave you vegetables."

As long as Han Min eats in Funing Hall, the Queen Mother will definitely send someone to deliver things.

They are all used to it.

Before Han Min got up, he asked, "Was Chu Yu and the others there when they were here?"

"No. As for the reason, if you want to know, ask the Queen Mother yourself."

During lunch, Han Min said, "I have to go back by myself."

Fu Xun picked up some food for him: "What's wrong?"

"I found a vacancy for my cousin in the academy, and let him fill it first."

Fu Xun glanced at him and asked, "Send him away?"

Han Min nodded his head slightly, and didn't comment much on him.

"Then go."

After being silent for a while, Fu Xun said again: "I heard that Princess Rongning also gave you a gift yesterday?"

"Yes. At that time, I suspected that she had something to tell me, so I took a closer look. They were just two ordinary porcelain pen holders, as if there was nothing special about them."

"Since she gave it to you, you can use it."

"But there are pictures drawn on the porcelain pen holder."

"What is it?"

"The picture of chasing rabbits in the hunting ground. Is Princess Rongning saying that King Guangning and the envoys of the Song Dynasty will still be against her?"

Fu Xun laughed lightly: "You don't know her methods, King Guangning has no brains, and it is all up to her planning to be able to sit in the position of prince."

Han Min didn't understand, but Fu Xun knew very well that Princess Rongning gave him this on purpose.A princess in a dangerous situation is especially pitiful.

Fu Xun thought for a while, and then said: "If you are worried, I will give you two gifts in return."

"I don't know what His Majesty wants to give?"

Send a picture of "Women's Judgment", and wish the princess a speedy recovery and continue to stride across the court with her heroic appearance as before.

He didn't dare to say it, but just picked up some food for Han Min: "Eat quickly."

In the afternoon, Han Min found time to go home and talked with Han Li for a while in his own room.

Although Han Li's character is not very correct, his mind is still lively.

He already knew that Han Min and his friends, including Chu Yu and Wen Yan, didn't want to see him, and continued to cling to Han Min's side, and there was not much benefit to be gained.

He had long been looking for contacts who had little to do with Han Min, trying to change a path to the summit.

Now that he heard that there was a vacant seat in the academy, he agreed without hesitation, got up and bowed to Han Min to thank him.

Han Min supported him, and couldn't help but say a few more words: "Most of the academy is from aristocratic families, and my cousin studies in the academy, which also represents the Han family. The Han family has been well-known for generations, and I hope my cousin will pay more attention to it. "

Han Li couldn't get enough of his eyes with a smile: "That's natural. I entered the palace for the purpose of studying, and I will never cause trouble."

Han Min also smiled: "I also ask Senior Brother Liu to take care of my cousin. If there is anything my cousin can't handle alone, please tell Senior Brother Liu."

The smile on Han Li's face froze, Han Min was clearly beating him secretly, telling him that Liu Ting was watching him in the academy, warning him not to do anything to embarrass the Han family.

Han Min was sitting in front of the desk, pointing his fingers to the desk, looking up at him, making him a little nervous for no reason.

Finally, he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I know."

Han Min got up, and took out two gift boxes from Princess Rongning from the pile of gifts that had not been sorted out.

"I didn't have time yesterday, and I didn't have time to ask my cousin, did my cousin accept the gift from Princess Ning of Song Guorong for me?"

"Yes, you were not there at the time, so I let you in."

"So, thank you cousin."

Han Li sat on his seat with his usual expression: "You're welcome. King Guangning of the Song Kingdom also sent you something this morning, and it's on your left."

"Oh."

Han Min put down the things in his hands, and picked up the gift box on his left.

Open it up and see that there are only some gadgets inside.

It was probably because Zhao Cun heard that Princess Rongning had sent him something, so he couldn't help but ask someone to send something, and inquired about the news by the way.

Han Min's guess was generally not bad, but there was one thing he didn't expect.

When Han Li received the gift, Zhao Cun's people made some friends with him, and also left him the address of the post house, so that he could come to Zhao Cun at any time if he needed something.

After sending off Han Li, Han Min tidied up all the gifts he had received, only brought a few changes of clothes and a brush, and entered the palace.

After staying in the palace for two or three days, Chu Yu was on duty on this day, and Han Min was still helping Fu Xun to approve the papers.

During the break at noon, Chu Yu complained to him: "Give me a little more time to interrogate the matter of the polo field. As a result, the Holy Majesty will not let me investigate it, and you will not let me investigate it."

Han Min turned to look at him: "Where do I have it?"

"I can recognize your handwriting. You helped the Holy Majesty to critique the scriptures, and your words and sentences are also in your style."

"This one……"

Han Min was speechless.

Chu Yu leaned on his arm and looked at Fangliang: "Why? Don't you dare to move Zhao Cun?"

Han Min didn't dare to tell him, he only said, "Maybe His Majesty has his own plans."

"Actually, anyone with a discerning eye can see that apart from Princess Rongning, other envoys from the Song Dynasty are involved in this matter, especially King Guangning."

"Wouldn't it be nice for everyone else to see it? Sometimes, everyone tacitly agrees with one thing, which is much more useful than finding out one thing."

"That's right."

Chu Yu looked up at Fangliang, thought for a while, then turned over and hugged him.

"For example, in the past few days, the people have tacitly recognized that the Holy Majesty and the living man are a couple. It is much more useful than finding out this matter, isn't it?"

Han Min pushed him away and sat up: "What about my "Prime Minister"?"

Chu Yu lovingly stroked his temples: "Care to say goodbye, baby, you have to understand that there is no eternal prosperity in the world. Songyan Scholar has written seven or eight books, and it's Songyan Scholar's turn to become popular."

Han Min thumped the bed angrily: "The three of you gang up to bully me, I quit! Quit!"

Chu Yu stroked his hair, smiled and said, "Think about it, why are the books you wrote before, "Yu Shi" and "Tan Hua Lang" popular? Why is "Liang Lang" more popular than them?"

"Of course it's because Young Master Chu is willing to spend money."

"No, those instincts of yours are because of your authentic writing. You know what kind of incense is lit in the Palace of Funing and what the saint eats for lunch. You write very authentically."

"That's true."

He wrote these words truthfully, and a fish seller who had read Songyan Scholar's storybook once said the same thing.

Chu Yu said again: "Then why is "Living Man" more popular? It is also because it is written truthfully. But our truthfulness is not just about what we use and what we eat, it is the relationship between the Holy One and Living Man real."

"The feelings you wrote, neither Yushi nor Tanhualang have any feelings for the Holy Majesty, the feelings are all up to you to make up. The feelings in "Liang" are the most real, so "Liang" is the most popular."

It seemed reasonable, but Han Min would never admit it in front of him.

Han Min insisted, "Literature is not about pursuing truth, it is about beauty. You don't understand the value of aesthetics."

"You're right. The relationship between the Holy One and the living man is beautiful, so it's the most popular. Didn't I give you a copy? Didn't you read it when you went back?"

"Nonsense, why don't you go to bed soon? Aren't you going to Dali Temple in the afternoon?"

Han Min ignored him, pulled off the quilt, covered himself up, and took a nap with his back to him.

He wanted someone to secretly like Fu Xun.

For the time being, don't let your playful and booing friends know, and don't make Fu Xun embarrassing.

The dungeon of Dali Temple in the west of the city was cold and damp, even at noon, there was no warmth at all.

In the cell at the end, the attendants of Guangning Wang Zhao Cun and Ji Heng, who were captured from the polo field, lived in the adjacent cell.

Chu Yu, who was assigned to interrogate the two, was dedicated to the investigation, conscientiously, and often came to interrogate them.

Before the Song Dynasty launched an insignificant envoy to take the blame, the two of them also suffered a lot.

One of them is an attendant of King Guangning, and the other is a friend of Zhao Cunxin.It would be a lie to say that the two of them knew nothing about the polo field.

It's just that after receiving Fu Xun's order, Chu Yu didn't come here often.But the two of them are still being held here, waiting for further treatment.

In the afternoon of this day, Ji Heng opened his eyes, struggled to sit up from the haystack, moved to the wall, and knocked on the wall.

There was no response from the cell next door, presumably he was brought up for interrogation again.

He leaned against the wall, looking at the rare fine weather outside the iron railing of the small window.

He has been here almost half a month.

When he was interrogated at the beginning, he dared to yell at the court, saying that his uncle believed in the prince Li Shu, and that Chu Yu could not do anything to him.

But these days, my uncle never came to see him.

The dungeon is strictly guarded, and no one has ever entered.

Ji Heng was originally from a wealthy family, but later he joined his uncle Li Shu and enjoyed all the glory.Even if his uncle restrained him later, even though he was not allowed to go out of his way, he was never short of food.

Now hay unlined clothing, rice and vegetables, cockroaches and spiders.

Where has he been wronged like this?

The resentment in my heart piled up.

He resented Li Shu for not coming to rescue him, and clearly attracted the powerful and powerful in Yong'an by relying on the polo field he proposed, Li Shu handed over the place to him, but he himself did nothing, and in the end he didn't even say a word for him.

He resented Chu Yu for being vicious, resented himself for making friends with Zhao Cun, believed his nonsense, and suggested that Li Shu build some polo field.

He even resented the emperor for being fatuous.

Anyway he hates everyone.

He hugged his legs and watched the clear sky for a while.

While he was in a trance, someone knocked on the iron railing to bring him back to his senses.

Ji Heng turned his head and saw his uncle Li Shu standing outside the railing, looking at him solemnly.

"Come here soon?"

Seeing his serious appearance, Ji Heng suddenly turned pale, and his heart was ashamed.

Li Shu said again: "You can go out, I will pick you up."

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, standing up against the wall: "Uncle, can you finish a sentence in the future?"

Li Shu said nothing, turned around and left.The guards opened the cell door, and Ji Heng stopped complaining, leaning on the wall and limping to follow.

Outside the main gate of Dali Temple Prison, two bronze beasts stand.

The old housekeeper of Xinwang's Mansion was waiting in a simple carriage. Seeing Ji Heng's appearance, he hurried forward to help him.

"Little boy."

Ji Heng muttered softly: "Why is it like this? At least you have to cross a brazier, right?"

Li Shu turned his head, glanced at him, and said coldly: "You know what you have done yourself."

It turned out that Ji Heng was very afraid of him, but now that he was barefoot, he felt reckless, sneered, and said to Li Shu, "Uncle, you can be considered my good uncle."

Li Shu didn't seem to have heard what he said, but only said: "Don't associate with King Guangning in the future."

"Did uncle forget? If it wasn't for me, the polo field..."

Li Shu's face darkened, and he reprimanded in a low voice: "Shut up."

Ji Heng flicked his sleeves, and said to himself: "If it wasn't for me, Uncle, why did you get the limelight in Yong'an City this time? Uncle is willing to let me stay here for so long..."

Li Shu glanced at the dark place unconsciously, and lowered his voice even more: "I tell you to shut up. Everything is the meaning of the Holy One, you don't want to be with King Guangning in the future..."

He interrupted Ji Heng so many times, and finally it was Ji Heng's turn to interrupt him once.

"My lord, my lord, why should I be angry with him? Uncle, aren't you a brother with a different surname from the first emperor? He believed in you so much and made you the letter king, why didn't he pass on the throne..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Heng's head turned to one side.

Blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, and Li Shu's half-raised hand is still trembling.

Although Ji Heng is no more worry-free than other juniors, he is his nephew after all, and Li Shu also wants to teach him well. Now that he has said such outrageous words, let alone——

He turned his head and glanced at the shadow in the door.

The Holy One is there.

Ji Heng was too stupid to see that Dali Temple, where the prison guards escort prisoners to and fro on weekdays, is so quiet today.

He raised his hand and beat Ji Heng's head to the other side.

Then Li Shu immediately ordered the old housekeeper: "Bring him back to me."

The old butler supported Ji Heng's hand, and Ji Heng shook his hand, pushing him staggeringly.

He raised his head and looked into Li Shu's eyes: "Good uncle, don't you want to be the emperor?"

Li Shu paused, then slapped him again, almost knocking him to the ground.

He said firmly, "I don't want to."

Ji Heng laughed, pushed away the hand of the old butler who wanted to support him, got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled at him.

He stretched out his hands: "The dungeon is inside, do you want to send me in again?"

Li Shu didn't look at him, grabbed his collar and dragged him to the carriage with great effort.

After stuffing the man into the carriage, the old butler drove the carriage away, Li Shu turned his head, paused, and knelt down with a plop.

"Your Majesty forgive me."

With his hands behind his back, Fu Xun walked out slowly from the shadow of the corridor on the left side of the main entrance, and stood in front of him.

Han Min followed beside him and tugged at his sleeve, hinting that he should not let his little uncle kneel like this.

But Fu Xun brushed his hand away, and said to Li Shu: "Lord Xin, do you want to be emperor?"

Perhaps Fu Xun, as an emperor, has always had such a character, thoughtful and suspicious, but he had never shown it in front of Han Min before.

Li Shu bowed his head lower: "I don't dare to think about it, let alone think about it."

He knelt down in front of Fu Xun, Han Min tugged at Fu Xun's sleeve again, Fu Xun laughed, bent down and helped him up.

"You're joking, little uncle get up."

Li Shu was ten years older than him, and he was brought out by Li Shu in the Northwest.

Looking at it now, Fu Xun is completely different.

Fu Xun said again: "I said earlier that Ji Heng will drag you down to death."

Li Shu lowered his eyes and did not speak.

After a long silence, Chu Yu came from the other side: "Your Majesty, Lord Xin, everything is ready and you can go there."

They made a special trip to the prison, not to see Ji Heng, they wanted to see the entourage of King Guangning.

The man was blindfolded and hung upside down in a dark room.

A table was set up in front of him, Fu Xun sat down with a flick of his sleeves, and raised his hand to ask Chu Yu to take down the black cloth in front of him.

The candlelight was bright in the dark room, the man blinked vigorously and squeezed out a few tears.

Fu Xun leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his feet, and said calmly: "Princess Rongning is dead. Song Guo wanted to marry her but he couldn't marry her. She is dead."

The man was startled, and then said: "Impossible, it is clear that the princess will be fine that day..."

"She is indeed dead. The coroner of Qi State has examined her body. The viscera are full of dirty blood from the fall, so it was not obvious at the time."

"After staying up for more than ten days, she always complained that she was in pain, and the doctor didn't know what was going on. One night, when she shouted and shouted, she became silent. Xiao Tao, who was beside her, thought she was asleep, so she didn't come back. Go and see. The next morning, I found out that she was dead."

Fu Xun said this passage with reason and evidence, without changing his expression, without any intention of lying.

The man forced himself to calm down: "No, the prince clearly said..."

Hearing the word "Princess", several people looked at each other, Chu Yu said: "The princess is indeed dead, King Guangning is preparing to send her coffin back to the Song Dynasty, and he has been very busy recently. Send someone to talk to you again?"

The man murmured: "No, no, you lied to me."

Then a little maid in filial piety broke in from the door, her eyes were red, her voice was hoarse, she grabbed the man and shook her vigorously.

"You killed the princess, you killed the princess! The princess treats you well, how dare you?"

The man was startled, and called out, "Xiao Tao?"

He saw the maid's hands full of incense ash, even embedded in the crevices of the nails, and he believed it very much.

At this moment, Chu Yu loosened the rope, let down the person hanging upside down, and pressed him against the window surrounded by iron railings.

The old housekeeper of Xinwang Mansion was driving a carriage on the adjacent streets.

"In the carriage is Lord Xin's nephew, Ji Heng. You have lived with him in two adjacent cells for ten days, and he has already been recruited. Lord Xin was reluctant to watch his only nephew die, so he used a death row prisoner If he is replaced, we will send him to Zhuangzi in the south to hide for two years before coming out."

"Did the king of Guangning tell you that someone will take the blame for you, and you will at most suffer some flesh and blood, so you come out. But how long has it been since he heard from you? Will he really save you? He will show mercy , let you hide for a few years? Or just silence you?"

"Furthermore, you and this little peach girl..."

The weather was fine today, the slanting sunlight fell on his face, casting a few shadows.

The man closed his eyes and only said three words: "King Guangning."

"what?"

The little maid rushed forward, pushed Chu Yu away, and lifted him up.

The man didn't feel anything wrong, and still closed his eyes: "King Guangning got acquainted with Ji Heng and encouraged him to build a polo field. I bought the medicinal materials, and the dosage... I obviously controlled the dosage."

The little maid trembled all over: "What does Zhao Cun want to do?"

"Let the princess fall in front of the emperor of Qi's horse. If the emperor of Qi pulls the princess onto the horse, he will make the princess marry on the grounds that the two have a physical relationship."

"This matter cannot be done by Zhao Cun alone."

"Although this trick is dangerous, if it is successful, it will be foolproof, so...a few adults agree, but without the help of a few adults, it is impossible to make room for the princess and the emperor of Qi on the polo field."

"What if the princess dies?"

"The princess will not die, I have already..."

The little maid threw him on the ground fiercely, fumbled around his neck with her backhand, tore off the mask, and threw him on the ground as well.

This maid is not Princess Rongning, who else could it be?

Once in the mountain temple, she also pretended to be a maid and gave Han Min some snacks.

She laughed back angrily: "I won't die? Of course I will die. If I die, you will have the excuse to attack the Qi country."

The man looked at her, unable to recover for a long time, climbed up and wanted to kneel at Princess Rongning's feet, but she kicked him away.

"Do you know? At the polo field that day, I originally wanted to make up with Zhao Cun?"

"I sent people to investigate the case with Qi officials. I don't believe what they said at all. I still think they framed Zhao Cun."

"To this day, they let me see and hear with my own eyes."

Princess Rong Ning laughed: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid Zhao Cun really forgot who helped him plan to get his throne. Song Jun is blind and can't distinguish pearls and fish eyes."

"Song should perish, Song should perish!"

Fu Xun got up to leave: "It's up to you."

Princess Rongning smiled at him: "Thank you, thank you."

Several people stood outside the door for a while, but there was no scream from the dark room.

Han Min couldn't help but look back, just at this moment, Princess Rong Ning came out from the door, and licked the corners of her lips at him: "Master Xiao Han."

"Ah."

Princess Rongning turned her body so that they could see what was going on inside.

The man's eyes protruded slightly, looking at Rong Ning's direction, lying quietly on the ground, only a small opening in his throat, gurgling blood.

How could he make a sound with his throat cut?

She said: "It doesn't matter, even if a corpse is sent back, Zhao Cun will not pursue it in order to clear the relationship. Letting him live will eventually bury the disaster."

Princess Rongning looked at Fu Xun: "What should I do, so that Zhao Cun and Song's envoys can also be handed over to me?"

She took out the handkerchief from her bosom, and carefully wiped off the blood on her hands: "By the way, don't call me Princess Rongning anymore, my name is Zhao Yin."

The author has something to say: The first time Princess Rong Ning pretended to be a little maid was in Chapter 58. Because she humbly accepted the suggestion of Mi Mi, she improved her disguise technique and acting skills, and finally reached the level of proficiency.