The prime minister who wears books is so charming

"Your Majesty, someone brought it."

A guard stood with his hands folded, and the two guards behind him dragged Jian into the gate of the palace, tied him up, and pressed him to his knees rudely.

The wound on Ji'an's face that was previously forced to confess has not been eliminated, and there are welts on his neck. At this moment, he knelt down timidly and fell to the ground, extremely humble.

Jiang Yi's lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, his eyes turned red before he said anything, and he looked at Ji'an angrily for a long time.

"I ask you, can Lu Yuanzhi rebel?"

Jiang Yi's voice was trembling, Ji'an became emotional when he heard this, and shook his head frantically, his face was covered with tears in a moment.

Seeing his behavior like this, Jiang Yi stepped forward to open his mouth, and was surprised to find that half of his tongue was cut inside, and he didn't know when it was cut, and now it is still oozing blood.He froze all over, staggered back a few steps, gritted his teeth and said, "What did the national teacher do?"

Ji'an's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly. The bound body was inconvenient to move. He barely knelt up straight and kowtowed to Jiang Yi, hitting his head on the ground with a muffled voice.

Jiang Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were wet, his palms were clenched tightly, and he was full of hostility.

He raised his hand and gently touched the corner of his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Put Su Zhishan in prison and wait for me to deal with it myself."

"Yes." The guard left in response.

Ji'an knelt and moved in front of Jiang Yi, already crying badly.

"I know that nothing will happen to him." Jiang Yi turned around, tears could no longer be restrained, flowing down his eyes, down to his chin, paused for a moment, then fell, no trace could be found.

"Zhang Ming, pass on the shadow, go to the Northern Wilderness, and bring... him back."

Jiang Yi was so ashamed that he couldn't even say Lu Yuanzhi's name.

If he had believed him at that time, if he had investigated it, he would not have been wronged for nothing. It was his own fault, his own fault.

He is weak, and the Northern Wilderness is in chaos, how can he survive?How has he been these few days?

Jiang Yi turned his back to the crowd, tears streaming down his face silently.

He went back to the inner hall, closed the door and left no one behind.Sitting in front of the stool, he took out the letter from Bai Shuci, and a few tears fell on the paper, blurring some of the words.

----

This year was colder than usual, and when the garment factory delivered the thicker robes, Jiang Yi was sitting in the pavilion in the palace courtyard processing the memorial.

"Your Majesty, it's getting cold, let's go back to the imperial study and deal with court affairs!"

Manager Zhang gave the clothes to the palace man beside him, and realized that it was cold outside, so he began to instruct Jiang Yi.

"It's okay."

Jiang Yi sneezed, raised his head, and the clothes of the palace servants around him also thickened. He couldn't help but think of the clothes that he asked someone to wrap Lu Yuanzhi in his bag when he left, and he just put them on now.

When he comes back, I will definitely make it up to him, I must have suffered a lot outside.

"Is there any news about the person sent to the Northern Wilderness? It's been about ten days." Jiang Yi clenched the memorial tightly in his hand, secretly having an ominous premonition, but he didn't dare to think deeply.

"Your Majesty, the Northern Wilderness is a long way away, and they must be driving back with people!"

Zhang Ming replied cautiously.

Jiang Yi nodded, his expression unclear: "It makes sense."

That night, the person sent to look for Lu Yuanzhi finally came back to report. He knelt on the ground and looked at the emperor with a serious expression on his face. After all, he couldn't open his mouth.

Jiang Yi saw the package in his arms, which was what Lu Yuanzhi brought with him when he left, and looked at the door full of expectation, but he didn't see anyone, and said disappointedly: "He doesn't want to see me?"

"No." After the guard finished speaking, he kowtowed a few times, "Your Majesty, forgive me for being incompetent! I led people to the Northern Wilderness and searched for it for a few days without success. Finally, I found some clues to find this bag, and then I started to take it. I learned from the people that the owner of the burden is... gone."

Jiang Yi looked at him in shock, he didn't dare to move for a long time, his head was buzzing, as if struck by a thunderbolt falling from the sky.

Then he stood up trembling all over, and asked again in a low voice: "Speak clearly, why is it gone?"

"Your Majesty, my subordinates asked the person who carried the burden. He said that a good-looking newcomer came to Beihuang that day, but he had no fixed place. He stayed by the side of the road that night. When he passed by there the next day, he was gone. He died, and there was this bundle next to the body, he saw some trembling inside, and he was greedy for a moment, so he picked up the bundle."

The guard replied truthfully: "Listen to him, there was a corpse beside Mr. Lu at that time. He was a well-known womanizer in the local area, and he was not jealous of men and women. He guessed that that person must have become lustful that night, and Mr. Lu would not die. From then on, we will perish together with him.”

"Nonsense." Jiang Yi stared at him viciously, stepped forward and kicked him down, and said sharply: "If you continue to talk nonsense, I will tear you apart!"

The guard got up in a hurry, his face was pale with fright, and he stammered: "Subordinate...subordinate...don't dare...don't dare to lie! That man...led his subordinate...to examine...the corpse... No one...collected the corpse, and it was thrown into the...chaotic...grave mound...in the Northern Wilderness. The subordinates sent people...to dig it up. Under the thin layer of loess, the body was disfigured, but the body shape, and the remaining cloth on the body...it's Mr. Lu...that's right!"

His voice slowed down more and more, and finally he fell down on the ground, not daring to move, and not daring to look directly at the man in front of him who was already full of hostility.

Jiang Yi's face was gloomy, and he swept all the teapots and cups on the table beside him to the ground, and they scattered in all directions as soon as they hit the ground.

His eyes were red, and he tugged at the guard's collar in a panic, begging: "You are lying to me, aren't you?"

His voice was trembling with grief, a look the guards had never seen before. The guard shook his head violently: "Subordinate, I dare not bully the king."

"Get out, get out of here."

Jiang Yi let go, and the guard ran out in panic.

Jiang Yi seemed to have gone crazy, smashed everything in the house, and finally squatted in the mess and cried, every breath was wrapped around his internal organs like a knife.

"Lu Yuanzhi, my Lu Yuanzhi!" He roared, full of resentment, the light in his life was driven out by himself, and even extinguished by himself.

He was so embarrassed, with a hideous face, he choked and said, "Why don't you believe him? Why don't you believe him..."

He lowered his head and repeated this sentence over and over again. This feeling of powerlessness scared him and made him regret it.

He cried for a long time, and then his voice became hoarse, and he squatted on the ground in a daze, like a marionette without a soul.

Suddenly, Jiang Yi got up and ran out in a panic. The guard outside the palace had never seen him like this before, and was wondering whether to follow him, afraid that he would do something stupid when he ran out, and saw him go in. Only then did the royal study breathe a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yi went in, took down the box from the bookshelf, put it on the ground, opened it, and poured out a lot of shreds of paper, which were the fragments of Lu Yuanzhi's torn painting.

"Fight well, fight well, and brother will be back!" Jiang Yi still had tears in his eyes, as if he had returned to the child many years ago, panicked after making a mistake, and desperately and naively wanted to remedy something.

He still clearly remembered the appearance of his mother and concubine when she died. Not long ago, she was still a living person, but she suddenly lost her temperature and lay there motionless. The nanny said, this is death, whether it is now or in the future, This person will never come back, and he will never be seen or touched again.

Like the wind, it disappears when it blows, like fog, it disappears when it disperses.

[The author has something to say]: At the request of the general public, let's start messing with this bastard!

[Lu Yuan's face is confused: "I heard that I'm dead?"

A certain gentleman picks his hands: "The plot needs it."

Jiang Yi cried and said: "Brother, a good brother at my age!"

Shen Wei: "@Author, when will I come out? Lift the knife and castrate this dog emperor."

Lu Yuanzhi's expression was solemn: "My good brother, be merciful. You can hit him, but forget it. He's gone. In the future, he, I... Happiness is not guaranteed."]

(The recent update may be unstable, and there are a lot of personal matters, Wang Haihan)