I run a newspaper in ancient times

The busiest office before this year was probably the yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Song Guogong's team worked very hard, and when there was a big case, the yamen almost didn't go home.

What's more, this is the case of Dingbeihou. He died in vain for many years, and he still bears the infamy of losing his land. The loyal soul is watching from the sky. Why don't you fight?

Soldiers who protect the country and serve the people do not die on the battlefield, but end their lives under the framing of traitors and the suspicion of the emperor. Not to mention Fan Zhiyuan's resignation, as long as the subjects have a trace of conscience, they don't want them to suffer another day of humiliation.

In the middle of the night, the torches in the dungeon lit up the gloomy prison, and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment personally took the written statement and listened to the question and answer between Shangfeng and Jiang Zhi. There was no punishment or threat.

Even if Jiang Zhi is a prisoner, but as a Yan person, he has lived in a foreign land for many years, and the pain and suffering in his heart may not be as easy as that of a human head, but he can finally return to his homeland. Judging by his cooperation, he should have no regrets in this life.

Jiang Zhi didn't seem to care about the outcome of the heinous crime. Perhaps, the person who had committed the crime was already tired.

So he pleaded guilty quickly, he answered whatever Song Guogong asked, how he framed Dingbei Hou, and who he colluded with, the long-sealed truth was slowly revealed in front of Song Guogong.

Among the series of lists, Prime Minister Zuo bears the brunt. Although Yu Zicheng, who was in charge of forging the letter, has already surrendered, the confession he left is enough to seal this link.

The matter is clear and clear, this is probably the simplest case under the sun that Song Guogong has come into contact with.

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment handed the confession to Song Guogong, who looked at it and motioned for Jiang Zhi to sign it.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Zhi directly landed his name on the paper with one finger print and the other. The Minister of the Ministry of Punishment looked carefully at it again, and then nodded to Song Guogong.

The interrogation ended like this, Song Guogong got up, but when he stood up, he suddenly asked again: "With the kindness of Marquis Dingbei and his appreciation for you, I don't understand why you did this?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhi raised his head slowly, and smiled miserably: "No matter how much you appreciate him, my surname is not Wei. If the emperor wants to touch him, he would look for someone else without me. Isn't it like this in the Li family?"

This reason, absurd, selfish, but incomparably true, compared with today, made Song Guogong stunned in place, and his mood became heavy for no reason.

But he didn't let Jiang Zhi see it, and his tone was light: "I have no doubts."

Jiang Zhi saw that he was about to leave, so he couldn't help taking a step forward, rubbing the iron chain on the ground, and called out, "Song Guogong."

Song Guogong turned his head.

Jiang Zhi pleaded in a low voice: "I, the sinner, have a request, can you accommodate me?"

"You said."

"Can I see him?"

Song Guogong quickly figured out who it was, but he rarely asked sarcastically: "Come all the way, haven't you seen it?"

Jiang Zhi was silent for a while, shook his head slowly, and said with a wry smile: "I have no face to face, but I'm afraid that if I don't talk about it, I won't have a chance."

What to say, nothing more than guilt, what did an apology make up for?

Song Guogong thought of Fan Zhiyuan, with such a cold temper, and was also afraid that he would lose his mind and kill his enemies, so why did he come to see him?But he didn't refuse, just said: "I will convey it."

"Thank you."

As Song Guogong expected, Fan Zhiyuan ignored him.

On the second day, Song Guogong entered the palace and stood outside the Mingzheng Hall.

Unfortunately, Emperor Yan was still asleep. He waited in the palace from early morning to evening, seeing the palace people coming in and out, but still did not see the emperor.

And at the moment in Prince Yi's mansion, Li Li was holding a heavy little chubby in his arms, behind him Yunxi was making faces non-stop, on the child's chubby face, a pair of dark eyes were curious and nervous Looking at his little uncle, when Yunxi pretended to pounce on him, he immediately scratched his hands and feet with the dog, giggling excitedly, and hid in Li Li's arms vigorously.

"Take it easy, baby, don't you know that you are very heavy now?" The child who is less than three months old is actually not heavy, but it is tiring enough to be in his arms all the time. Li Li patted his buttocks, It didn't hurt or itch, but it made him laugh even more.

"Brother, what's his name?" Yunxi stretched out her finger to tease him and asked.

Li Li said: "I haven't taken it yet, let's call it baby baby first."

"You are too perfunctory." Yunxi was dissatisfied.

Li Li smiled, lowered her head and kissed her without any explanation.

At this time, hearing Donglai's approaching footsteps, Yunxi consciously reached out to the child in Li Li's arms and said, "Baby, give my little uncle a hug, I'll take you to fly high."

Yunxi made a movement of a roc spreading its wings, very airy.It's a pity that the child was only interested in laughing, babbling and spitting bubbles, and had no interest in the outstretched hands at all. Instead, he grasped Li Li's clothes as if he was afraid of being carried away, with a nervous expression on his face.

"Tsk, even my own father isn't so clingy, is he?"

Li Li scratched the baby's nose, raised his head, and saw Dong Lai complaining: "My lord, the key to the palace gate has been released."

Foreign ministers could not stay in the palace, Song Guogong could only leave naturally.

However, Li Li still asked, "Didn't you leave a word?"

Dong Lai shook his head: "No."

Yunxi couldn't help wondering when he heard the words: "Is it possible that the emperor will be in a coma today?"

Dong Lai laughed and said, "I drank all the medicine brought in."

Yunxi was taken aback for a moment, and then looked down to see Li Li gently taking out the little baby's fleshy finger that had been inserted into his mouth, as if he didn't care.

Yunxi said in a low voice: "Song Guogong is entering the palace at this time because of the second senior brother's Dingbeihou case?"

Li Li took the clean handkerchief beside him and wiped off the drool-filled baby's fingers: "Yes."

"Then the emperor... is he still unwilling? The iron station is like a mountain, and the people all over the world know that it is an unjust case. Why?" Yunxi couldn't figure it out.

Donglai called the nanny and took the hungry finger-eating child away from Li Li's arms. He was afraid that he would cry and make people go out quickly.

Li Li said: "Actually, I don't understand him a little bit."

Li Li felt that the conditions he had given were really superior, but he hadn't heard any reply from his brother until now.

Not only Li Li felt strange, but even the queen mother was puzzled.

The queen mother took a bowl of thin porridge and fed it to Emperor Yan in small mouthfuls. Seeing such a haggard and weak eldest son, even if she wanted to ask the younger son another question, she couldn't speak for a while.

On the contrary, Emperor Yan, looking at his mother's worried face, actually had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and kept opening his mouth to swallow every mouthful of porridge, even if it was tasteless to him, it was painful to swallow.

After the bowl was emptied, the Empress Dowager was a little surprised, Emperor Yan said: "Empress Mother, I remember that Fan Zhiyuan is what you hate the most, now you look away."

There was a gossip tabloid by Emperor Yan's bedside. In the latest issue, there was a picture of marriage proposals that kept improving.

Today's gossip tabloids are almost the daily life of people in the capital. As long as they are published, they must buy an issue. Now Emperor Yan is lying in bed unable to move, but he still has the energy to read a newspaper.

The queen mother heard the words and said: "I can't help my son, the opposition of Ai's family is no longer important, as long as he is happy."

Emperor Yan flattened the corner of his mouth: "Actually, you never hated him, did you?"

The Queen Mother didn't speak, and Emperor Yan asked himself again: "Are you so sure that this person can make Ah Li happy?" His tone was sarcasm, "Men and men, I recall that there has never been a good couple since ancient times. of……"

The Queen Mother shook her head: "I chose the path myself, at least these two are fine now."

"It's good? Even an illegitimate child can be forgiven, isn't it just to see that A Li can vindicate him?" Emperor Yan subconsciously raised his voice, as if he was angry, "Fan Zhiyuan is more scheming than A Li. Don't give in too much, just watch, this matter is not so easy to pass!"

His eyes fell on the tabloid, and his ridicule was even worse: "Prince Yi has a queen, so the Wei family will be extinct. From now on, it will be...cough cough..."

Emperor Yan's eyes became clear under the gradual cloudiness, but he got angry for a while, and coughed violently, so frightened that the Empress Dowager ran down his chest, and hurriedly handed him water to drink: "Emperor, how are you?" Now, don't get excited."

"I... I just don't want... that idiot who looks smart but is actually a fool..." Emperor Yan's voice became softer and softer, he held the Queen Mother's hand tightly, looked at her and said, "Queen Mother, let me see Look at that child..." After he finished speaking, he finally closed his eyes and gasped for breath.

The queen mother slowly laid him flat on the bed, picked up the exposed hand, and stroked it gently. It was skinny and more isolated than her hand, which made her eyes blur for a while, but just about to shed tears, She raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes again, stuffed Emperor Yan's hand into the brocade quilt, and left.

Early the next morning, the empress dowager's chariot came to Prince Yi's mansion and brought the child into the palace.

At the same time, the eunuch Xuanzhi from the Ming Zhengdian went to the General's Mansion. Song Guogong did not wait for the emperor to summon him, but Fan Zhiyuan had this opportunity first.

The Empress Dowager has not held a child for a long time, but her skills are not unfamiliar, such a fat little fat man in her arms, any grandmother would be happy, and she is reluctant to let go when she sees it, and she carried it into the Mingzheng Hall without anyone else .

"Emperor, look, how strong this one is, Ai's hands are sore after holding it all the way."

Emperor Yan struggled to prop up his upper body, looked closely at the fat man in the empress dowager's arms, and said, "I cried."

"Isn't it? The voice is still loud. You don't know. While crying, you stared at A Li desperately, refusing to leave. That look makes your heart melt."

Those eyes were washed away by tears, and they became even more watery and dark, lying in the empress dowager's arms with an aggrieved expression, just looking at them makes people soft.

As if sensing another person, the little guy raised his head to look over, and coincidentally met Emperor Yan's gaze.

Emperor Yan only felt that his heartbeat suddenly accelerated for some reason. Under the child's gaze, he forced a smile, as if he was afraid of scaring him.

But what was strange was that the child just looked at him so directly, not only was he not afraid of his terrifying appearance, but he stretched out his fat hand.

The queen mother said pleasantly: "The emperor, he is getting close to you!"

Saying that, the Queen Mother carried him to Emperor Yan's hospital bed, and the little guy reached out to touch the hand that Emperor Yan raised at some point.

One was white and tender, and the other was shriveled like firewood. Halfway through the lift, Emperor Yan suddenly withdrew his hand, turned around and coughed twice: "Queen, hold it far away, don't get sick... "

The queen mother took a step back as she said, but the child still stretched out his hand persistently, babbled with his black eyes open, and kicked even his weak legs.

The Empress Dowager looked at Emperor Yan's eyes with a hint of joy, she couldn't bear to look away, she sighed in her heart, she went to the sick bed and placed the child under Emperor Yan's eyes.

She knew that the child was the eldest son's obsession, and she also knew that Li Li had the idea of ​​adopting the child to the eldest brother, so this could be regarded as fulfilling Emperor Yan's wish.

"That's good, that's good." Emperor Yan's eyes were slightly moist, and he was not willing to touch it with his hands, but just looked at it closely, inch by inch with unseen greed. "What's your name?"

The queen mother said: "I don't have a name yet, that kid is so confused that he doesn't even have a nickname, A Li said, let you pick one up."

"Zhen..." Emperor Yan moved his lips, his eyes were moved.

At this moment, Fuquan came in and reported: "Your Majesty, General Fan is already waiting at the gate of the hall."

The queen mother looked at Emperor Yan in surprise, the latter lowered his eyes, his expression became unpredictable, he said: "I have seen it before, this child looks very good, very similar to him, I am satisfied, return it to Ali .”

The queen mother was puzzled, but she didn't ask any more questions. She nodded, picked up the child, and left.

Emperor Yan looked at their backs, and looked deeply into his eyes.