Beauty is sick

Before Pei Zhe could react, the Royal Forest Army rushed into the teahouse aggressively.

There were a lot of people in the teahouse, and when the storyteller saw the officers and soldiers, he immediately threw the gavel over, shouting and urging other guests in the teahouse to stop the officers and soldiers.

Sitting outside, Pei Zhe could hear voices coming from the teahouse. The storyteller shouted "Help" at the top of his voice, and occasionally interjected a sentence or two, yelling that the court wanted to kill him to silence him.

There was a flutter of chickens and dogs in the teahouse, and the storyteller was actually a martial artist, as slippery as a loach, and he couldn't catch it no matter what.

Pei Zhe didn't care about him, his mind was full of what Jin Lingjiu said just now.

You can't stop it.

Tsk, can't you stop it?

Pei got out of the carriage, dressed in an official uniform, which made him upright and bright, like a young man riding a horse.

Jin Lingjiu fiddled with the heater, followed the figure with his eyes, and a cluster of fires burned brighter and brighter in his eyes.

The imperial army was stopped, and Pei Zhe walked into the lobby of the teahouse. There was a lot of chaos in the lobby. He glanced at it leisurely, pulled a stool and sat down.

Tanhualang is a prominent figure in the capital, and there are not many people who don't know him. Once he appeared, everyone's attention was drawn by him, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

Everyone's news about Pei Zhe was still that he was seriously ill. When they met the real person at first, they were a little dazed, and the focus of discussion also revolved around his illness.

"Isn't Master Pei sick?"

"Is your lord getting better?"

"Put on the official uniform and go to work again. You should pay more attention to your body."

……

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was very discerning, and served tea for him personally: "Xiaoxiang Winter Tea, just arrived in the capital a few days ago, Mr. Pei, please use it."

Pei Zhe was startled, looked up and met his attentive gaze, and his expression became lighter: "Thank you."

He held the cup without moving, and tapped the table lightly with his fingers: "Thank you for your concern, my health has improved a lot, and there is no serious problem now."

Tanhualang is famous all over the world and wins the hearts of the people because he pays attention to details. Others may not pay attention to such small details, but Pei Zhe will listen to the people and reply them seriously.

With Pei Zhe in charge, the Imperial Forest Army waited quietly.

Pei Zhe squinted at the storyteller, and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation: "I just heard about the storyteller, sir. The story is fascinating. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to hear the whole story?"

The storyteller was stunned, and so were the onlookers.

When Jin Lingjiu appeared in the teahouse, the storyteller must have been arranged by him, but not all the people were there, most of them were guests who came to drink tea.

Pei Zhe waved his hand, and asked the Imperial Forest Army to surround the teahouse completely.There were many soldiers in the imperial forest, except for those who surrounded the teahouse, there were still many people left. Pei Zhe let them all take their seats: "Brothers have worked hard, let's take a rest together, you should continue to tell stories, and everyone else please sit down, don't worry us."

Pei Zhe is a civil servant, but his demeanor reveals a bandit air. At first glance, he is exactly the same as Lin Jingkong.

The guests looked at each other, and reluctantly sat back in their seats under the watchful eyes of Pei Zhe and a group of imperial guards.

The storyteller is a person who has experienced big winds and waves, he quickly reacted, Shi Shiran returned to his position, he slapped the gavel, and was about to open his mouth, but was stopped again.

Pei Zhe raised his hand and pointed upwards: "It's only inappropriate for us to listen, please come down from the teahouse as well."

The shopkeeper's face showed embarrassment, and he took a step forward: "My lord, upstairs..."

Pei Zhe ignored him, and gave the Imperial Forest Army a look. The two got up immediately, and Pei Zhe made a six with his hands: "Since we are inviting someone, let's make up an auspicious number."

The Yulin Army understood, ordered a few more people, and went upstairs together.

Mu Jiao was following Jinling Jiu today. The two of them came to the lobby under the "escort" of the six imperial guards, one behind the other.

Mu Jiao's complexion was a little pale, she restrained herself a little after seeing Pei Zhe, and nodded slightly.

Pei Zhe returned with a salute, smiled at Jin Lingjiu, held the tea cup at hand, and handed it to him from a distance: "I don't know if the son is married, how can I respect my daughter-in-law tea?"

Jin Lingjiu is outstanding in appearance, but he is not feminine. When Pei Zhe asked this question, he seemed to regard him as a woman.

This was not something that the gentle and polite Tanhualang could say. The people around were a little surprised, and finally turned their attention to Jin Lingjiu, feeling quite emotional, this young master looks really good.

Jin Lingjiu remained calm, and put his palms outward against the cup: "Master Pei, I haven't served my daughter-in-law tea yet. If I have a chance in the future, I must learn from you."

Mu Jiao couldn't help laughing.

Her senior brother is also so ruthless when facing the person he likes. Fortunately, Pei Zhe has the same interests as him, so he won't get angry because of it.

Pei Zhe leaned over and put the tea in front of him: "I don't have that chance anymore. Mr. Pei is married and has a fierce wife who is always against me. I dare not touch him, lest he be unhappy for a while. Killed me."

Jin Lingjiu's face was really good-looking: "If you're so reluctant, why did Mr. Pei let him go?"

Pei Zhe glanced at him, and wrote lightly: "He is unkind, but I am reluctant to part with it, and I don't know if he will support me one day when I lose my official position."

Jin Lingjiu's fingertips trembled slightly. It was obvious that the tea had cooled down, but he felt a burning pain in his fingertips, like a fire burning from his fingertips to his heart.

The tea drinker next to him was dumbfounded. A few days ago, news came back to the capital that Tan Hualang had married a man in defiance of the world, and the man was still the number one person in the world, causing a commotion.

According to what Pei Zhe said, it turned out to be true.

As the only person in the room who knew the truth, Mu Jiao was almost going crazy. These two people like to talk with words.

After Pei Zhe said those words, he looked away from Jin Lingjiu: "Hurry up, the time is right now, after telling the story, we can still have dinner."

He had a normal attitude, as if what he was talking about was not a big deal, but just an ordinary little story.

The storyteller looked at Jin Lingjiu, who was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "Let's start quickly, don't starve our Lord Pei."

The storyteller sorted out his emotions and sat down at the table: "Then let's continue. This time we are talking about the Winter Moon Palace Change. Back then, there were two celebrities who emerged in Beijing. Do you know who they are?"

Pei Zhe raised his eyelids, and noticed from the corner of his eye that Jin Lingjiu kept looking at him, not caring what the storyteller said.

Someone replied: "It's Fu and Jiang."

Fu Qingliu was the Taifu of the current dynasty, and the people avoided his name, and Jiang Yulou was also referred to by their surnames. Anyway, everyone knew it was the two of them.

The storyteller patted the gavel: "That's right, it's the two of them. When Jiang Yulou left the capital, the dispute between Fu and Jiang came to an end. You only know that the two of them are inseparable, but have you ever explored the reason for Jiang Yulou's departure?" the real reason?"

The storyteller is very good at mobilizing people's emotions, and with just a few words, everyone's attention was drawn to Fu Qingliu.

Jiang Yulou is not in the capital, and the only person related to it and who has gained huge benefits is the current Tai Tuo.

The common people were not fools, so they speculated one after another.

Pei Zhe frowned. Fu Qingliu was his master, and he was kind to teach him. Don't talk about it like this, he doesn't feel very comfortable.

At this time, the arm was pushed, and someone sat down next to him.

Pei Zhe raised a pair of hostile eyes, with no good attitude: "You want to make a fuss about what happened back then, so why start from Fu Jiang?"

Jin Lingjiu sat next to him, swept away his previous unhappiness, and said with a smile: "Does Pei Lang feel sorry for Fu Qingliu? You can come back from Youzhou, I think he should tell you what happened back then."

People around were busy discussing, but no one noticed them.

Jin Lingjiu tilted his body and almost pressed half of his body on Pei Zhe: "Besides, this is not what I want to cut in."

Pei Zhe paused: "What do you mean?"

"When Pei Lang entered the palace, I specially prepared a big surprise for you. Looking at the time, it's almost time." Jin Lingjiu smiled like a fox, and a hint of calculation flashed in his eyes as bright as a bright moon. "Leave the daughter-in-law's tea for a while, Pei Lang will see if the dowry I gave you is to your liking."

After he finished speaking, he slowly sat back in his seat, as if the boneless person just now was not him.

Pei Zhe was about to ask, when a person came in from the door, followed by the Imperial Forest Army: "My lord!"

The teahouse was noisy, and no one paid attention to who came in and went out.

Pei Zhe seemed to be aware of it, and glanced at Jin Lingjiu faintly, looking at the person who came: "What's the matter?"

That man was a member of the Royal Forest Army, with a serious expression on his face, he bent down and said something in Pei Zhe's ear.

Pei Zhe's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Jin Lingjiu in an instant, with a flash of disbelief in his eyes.

Jin Lingjiu took some time off and smiled at him: "It seems that Mr. Pei likes the... gift I gave you very much."

In front of so many people, Jin Lingjiu really has no face to say the word "dowry". Mu Jiao and the others are fine with it. If he really gives himself the status of "little sister-in-law", he can't afford to lose that person .

Pei Zhe's eyes were very fierce, he gave him a vicious look, and shouted: "Come here, arrest them all, and the rest of them will follow me."

Pei Zhe pointed to Jin Lingjiu and the storyteller, with obvious meaning.

Mu Jiao drew out the soft sword in her waist, and aggressively pushed the person away: "I'll see who dares to make a move!"

Pei Zhe's eyebrows twitched fiercely: "Jin Lingjiu, do you intend to fight against me?"

"Didn't Mr. Pei say that the family has a fierce wife?" Jin Lingjiu stood up and straightened his sleeves, "Take care of yourself and wait until I come to see you."

After saying that, Mu Jiao pushed away the Imperial Forest Army and began to wrestle with them. Her martial arts skills were so strong that she quickly repelled them.

Jin Lingjiu glanced at the storyteller, and the latter hurriedly followed, and when passing by Pei Zhe, he whispered, "Ninth Madam, I'm sorry."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jinling Jiu you bastard!

The Imperial Forest Army couldn't stop Mu Jiao, and he walked out of Jinling Nine Styles, with his head held high, his steps calm and graceful.

Everyone in the teahouse was stunned, Jinling Jiu... Isn't it the ninth son of the first floor in the world?He was also the man rumored to be married to their Lord Tanhualang.

Pei Zhe thumped on the table angrily, the teacup was shaken away, and the winter tea from Xiaoxiang in the south was like snow foam, worth thousands of gold, and it was all spilled on the table before entering the mouth.

He didn't finish the book, and he didn't have to eat the meal. No one in the Yulin Army dared to touch Pei Zhe's bad luck, and stood beside him like a cicada in silence.

After a while, the person who came to communicate before asked: "My lord, over there..."

Pei Zhe took a deep breath: "Take someone, and follow me to the Tiangu place of regret."

Someone came to report just now, saying that there are people in mourning everywhere in the city, howling and burning paper money in the middle of the road.

The huge momentum has already alarmed the people in the city, and everyone stopped to watch. What's more, it incited the people to rush to the government and the residences of civil and military officials with him, and the officials could not leave their homes.

It has been two quarters of an hour since the Heavenly Regret Drum rang. There are so many people gathered that the officers and soldiers are unable to move through.

The Imperial Forest Army was transferred out of the palace, and the news spread to the palace. The Holy Majesty quickly ordered someone to look for Pei Zhe, and told him to settle the matter in the city as soon as possible.

The movement at the Tiangu of Regret was the loudest. As the first player to hit the Tiangu of Regret three times, no one knew its influence better than Pei Zhe.

Jin Lingjiu was telling him in this way that this matter cannot be stopped, and at this point, they are bound to fight to the death.

When Pei Zhe arrived with the imperial army, the gate of the palace was already full of people, and the sound of regrettable drums intertwined with the shouts of the people, creating a huge momentum.

The Imperial Forest Army opened the way and protected Pei Zhe to walk in. When passing through the people, someone pushed him. Pei Zhe staggered and almost fell, thanks to the Imperial Forest Army at the side who helped him.

"Who dares to attack Master Young Master?!"

Before Pei Zhe could stop it, the Imperial Forest Army's saber was drawn out of its sheath, shining silver and carrying a chilling aura.

The crowd shouted loudly: "The officers and soldiers beat someone, killed someone!"

The crowd was furious for a while, and Pei Zhe quickly ordered the Imperial Forest Army to put away their weapons and comfort the people: "Everyone, don't worry, I am Pei Zhe, it was just a misunderstanding. The Imperial Forest Army guards the capital and will not attack innocent people."

"It's Lord Pei!"

"Master Pei is here, we can ask Mr. Pei if what happened back then is true?"

Pei Zhe's heart sank, he gave Yulin Jun a look, and stood still on the high platform next to the regretful drum: "If you have any questions, you can ask me."

The Imperial Forest Army surrounded the surrounding area, and several people went to the palace.

Among the crowd, an elderly man came out: "I have met Mr. Pei, I am the servant of the old general Mu Qiuhe Mu. When the general had an accident, I happened to be sent to pick up the young lady. Fortunately, I left my life. Before the incident , I have heard from the general that the situation is uneasy, and the government is afraid of disasters. I thought it was the general who was worrying about the sky, but within two days, a secret edict came down, inviting the general into the palace. Afterwards, the general was sent to prison and charged with It is against the Holy Majesty and disrespectful to the Empress."

The old man was leaning on crutches, with gray beard and hair: "There was a heavy snowfall in the winter month of that year, and the capital was frozen three feet. The general said that the people outside the city were lonely, and before entering the palace, he ordered people to go out to buy things. He wanted to bring his wife and family members to visit. them."

Old General Mu was a soldier all his life, he was loved by the people, and he was widely praised in the capital. Most of the people in the capital had been taken care of by him. Hearing the old man mention his past, the eyes of the onlookers were red.

Pei Zhe's chest seemed to be clogged with a ball of cotton, which was neither painful nor itchy, but it was stuck in his heart all the time, unable to go up or down, feeling extremely oppressed.

The old man wiped his face, and his voice was trembling: "Madam agreed immediately, and also personally wrote down the number of things that need to be bought, quilts, food, etc., and even planned for the end of the year."

Not only the common people were moved, but also the soldiers in the Imperial Forest Army were deeply saddened. They had heard about the reputation of Old General Mu. Mu Qiuhe and his wife, the eldest princess Xiao Ning, were good people in Beijing. For example, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army had been instructed by Mu Qiuhe.

Pei Zhe was even more touched by what the old man said. When Fu Qingliu taught him, he mentioned Old General Mu many times, and he was full of praise.

The old man bowed to Pei Zhe: "When the winter moon and snow fell, the people knelt all over the 32nd Street of the capital, begging the Holy Lord to forgive the general, but to no avail. Madam waited at the gate of the mansion for half a month, but did not wait for the general. In the early morning of the next day, I received news from the palace that the general had offended the prime minister and would surely die."

Pei Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head suddenly: "Did the news come out from the palace in the early morning?"

"Yes, now I know what the general said before, and I also understand why the young lady is pregnant with Liujia and cannot move, but the general and his wife insist on ordering someone to escort her to the Buddha." The old man sighed, "According to the general According to the arrangement with Madam, I took people out of the capital to pick up Madam Young, and on the way I heard news from the capital that the Mu family was flooded and countless people were burned to death."

Someone said: "I remember when the Mu family was on fire, and the whole family died unexpectedly. The old general was distraught, and blamed everything on the Holy One. The assassination failed, and he committed suicide in fear of crime."

The old man burst into tears: "Our general is loyal and courageous, how could he contradict the Holy Majesty, how could he assassinate! Someone killed the general, someone killed him!"

Pei Zhe supported the regretful drum, and what Fu Qingliu said back then came to mind.

At that time, Youzhou was victorious, and they were in the camp. He asked about before that year, and Fu Qingliu said that he felt ashamed, and said...

——"I let him down. I killed many people for my own selfishness."

Pei Zhe remembered that Fu Qingliu added at that time: "Among them is the gentleman I admire the most. For my own benefit, I made a deal with the villain, which made the gentleman humiliated and committed suicide. The truth must not be revealed to the world. I I feel ashamed in my heart, and I wanted to keep his family, but failed."

Could that gentleman be talking about Mu Qiuhe?

Pei Zhe's chest was fried with ice and charcoal. If it was really Mu Qiuhe, then it was Fu Qingliu who delivered the letter from the palace.

Fu Qingliu must have made a deal with Prime Minister Right, knowing that they were going to attack the members of the Mu family, so he sent a message in advance to save Xiao Ning.But Mu Qiuhe and Xiao Ning are deeply in love, they would rather die than abandon each other, so how could they escape.

Only the young lady and the child in her womb——Mu Jiao—were saved.

Combined with what Jin Lingjiu once said, everything can be matched.

The truth is not as the rumors say, but the Mu family was in a fire, and the entire family was killed. Mu Qiuhe was distraught, and scolded the holy majesty for being incompetent, and crashed his head to death in the prison.

Mu Qiuhe was loyal and upright, he was imprisoned for admonishing Jin Ling and the eldest prince, his beloved wife and everyone in his family were killed, he was disheartened, and only then angrily scolded the emperor for being a fool.

So the contradicting is true, and the assassination is false.

This is the truth about the first unjust case in Zhaoguo.

The old man leaned on his crutches and knocked on the ground: "The thief framed the general, forced him to death, and even stained his reputation and poured dirty water on him. What is the law of heaven? What is the Lord?"

Pei Zhe couldn't say anything to stop him, he was wronged and died loyally and righteously, for the sake of justice and justice, what crime is there?

The old man waved his crutches and pounded on the drum of regret: "Master Pei, the world calls you fair, can you redress our general's grievances? Everyone in the world knows that our general is a loyal minister and a good general, so don't let him carry misunderstandings and stigma."

"Mu Qiuhe is a hero who followed the late emperor to fight against foreign tribes and kept our country safe. He is the general of the town and the husband of Princess Xiao Ning. He has no shame in his family and country, and has no regrets in the people. He has been loyal to the emperor and patriotic all his life, and is innocent. Benevolent and righteous, he should be remembered by the common people, and he should not be insulted by villains until his death!"

"That's right, Old General Mu Enyi, I ask Mr. Pei to avenge his grievances!"

"Master Pei, please seek justice for him, Lord Pei, please seek justice for him!"

For a real gentleman, even if there is infamy and slander, the world can see his sincerity from the added filth.

Mu Qiuhe is such a person, and there are far more people who believe in him than those who don't.

The shouts echoed at the gate of the palace one after another, and even the guards couldn't help but agree.

Pei Zhe took a deep breath and was about to speak when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of neat and loud horseshoes.

A large group of people came from outside the palace, and the leader said loudly: "Mu Qiuhe is a rebellious minister and traitor, why should there be any injustice?"

The author has something to say:

I cried to death while writing this chapter.