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Zhao Boyong came out, made an impassioned speech, quoted scriptures, and Zhang Shizhong was secretly happy when he heard the beginning. These words were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, which would only anger Emperor Yuanshou and implicate more court officials.

Zhang Shizhong stole a glance at Emperor Yuanshou's face, and was instantly terrified.

Sure enough, his face was too dark to look at, and Zhao Boyong continued to talk non-stop without realizing it, even he couldn't help wondering where Zhao Zaizhi's usual cleverness went, why every word was stimulating Yuan Shou emperor?

Just when he was confused and frightened, he suddenly heard Zhao Boyong change the subject, from the previous imperial edict to the example of Emperor Longwu abolishing the former emperor's decree, to explain that the sign of the great prosperity lies in flexibility...every word is not just admonishment Emperor Yuanshou abolished the Iron Coupons of Danshu bestowed by the ancestors of the Hua family.

The intention is clear at a glance—to kill Prince Jing!

Wouldn't the death of King Jing be the fulfillment of Emperor Yuanshou's long-cherished wish?

Once the long-cherished wish is fulfilled, Emperor Yuanshou will still be frightened and angry. Can the prison continue?

Sensing something was wrong, Zhang Shizhong was about to stand out when he heard a neat voice behind him: "Prince Jing's crimes cannot be punished, I implore His Majesty to abolish the iron certificate of Dan Shu and give Prince Jing a death!"

Zhang Shizhong turned his head in shock, and found that the three prime ministers led the courtiers to kneel down in a large area. On the other hand, he and the two jurors presiding over the prison stood where they were, which was particularly conspicuous.

The expression on Emperor Yuanshou's face turned cloudy: "Does Zhang Shizhong have a different opinion?"

"minister……"

Zhang Shizhong racked his brains and couldn't think of a good way to deal with it. He didn't expect that all the officials could slap their mouths on themselves in order to protect themselves. In the past, this group of people prevented Emperor Yuanshou from killing King Jing many times in order to protect the iron coupons of the alchemy given by the ancestors. , what kind of bullshit can be said.

There is also Yushi Zhongcheng, who is so old that his body is trembling, he still remembers the scene where he angrily reprimanded and threatened Emperor Yuanshou with his head on the pillar, but now he threw himself on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "King Jing's immortality is not enough for the common people to be angry." 'Wait.

Is he really loyal and really considerate of the court and His Majesty?

No, the root cause is that his grandson-in-law was also arrested in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice!

Not only one Yushi Zhongcheng is trying to save face for selfishness, but who dares to say that it is not for selfishness among the court officials kneeling in front of the palace?

However, their selfishness coincided with the long-cherished wish of Emperor Yuanshou, and they hit it off with each other, and it was a foregone conclusion.

"I implore Your Majesty to execute King Jing to make an example to others!"

Zhang Shizhong gritted his teeth and went with the crowd, secretly resenting whoever came up with this method, making his painstaking planning go to waste, and he had to find ways to get back the papers that were sent to Yanhe Hall.

Emperor Yuanshou could guess what he was thinking when he saw the memorial full of recommended names for filling in vacancies, so he didn't look for opportunities to suppress him and his sect party?

Thinking about what might happen next, Zhang Shizhong's throat felt sweet, and he almost vomited blood.

While aggrieved, I still don't understand why Zhao Zaizhi, Lu Zhiyuan, and Gao Tongzhi, the three prime ministers who have always insisted on their own opinions, can suddenly move in unison?

Emperor Yuanshou rubbed his jade fingers unconsciously, his whole body relaxed, his straight waist collapsed, his expression didn't change much, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly uncontrollably: "The iron coupon of Danshu bestowed by the ancestors of the Hua family is of great significance. If it is abandoned, it will damage the credibility of the court and the face of the royal family."

The eunuch quietly glanced at the pretentious Emperor Yuanshou, knowing that His Majesty was taking Joe.

Zhao Boyong: "Ignoring evil and impunity for crimes will damage the credibility of the imperial court. Your Majesty's abolishment of the iron certificate of Dan Shu is to safeguard the law of the country and to demonstrate the selflessness of the royal family."

Gao Tongzhi came out: "What Zhao Zaizhi said is very true. The so-called 'government is to get rid of selfishness. If privateness is not removed, justice will perish'. If there is no justice, the country will perish. Removing Prince Jing is exactly the act of eliminating selfishness and maintaining justice in the world. "

Chen Shidao came out, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said: "If the most filial and kind person breaks the law, and the imperial court is sympathetic to him, it is out of reason and because the imperial court has the virtue of good life. Everything he did was detrimental to the imperial court and the people. Is he worthy of the imperial court’s forgiveness? The iron certificate of the alchemy given by the holy ancestors is to reward the ancestors of the Hua family for their great contributions to the founding of the country. The imperial court and the common people have laid the foundation for prosperity and stability, but can Prince Jing make an indelible contribution to the imperial court?"

"Strictly speaking, King Jing is just the great-grandson of the Hua family. He does not inherit his surname or extend his bloodline. What right does he have to enjoy the iron certificate of the Danshu? As a member of the royal family, King Jing is worshiped by all the people. The ancestor Ende used his power to oppress the people instead, so why is the imperial court showing mercy to him?"

Chen Shidao's rhetoric was sharper and more severe than that of the three prime ministers.

"If Your Majesty doesn't punish King Jing for serious crimes today, and complains to the common people, I will learn from Yushitai, hit the head against the pillar, and the blood splashed on the spot, and the official ambition of admonishing Wen to death and fighting to the death of Wu will be fulfilled!"

Emperor Yuanshou's arms were tense, and his cheek muscles twitched with all his strength to restrain himself. Although it was weird, he didn't laugh out loud, but he was really happy.

Since he ascended the throne, he tried to kill King Jing countless times but was stopped, persuaded by the civil and military ministers under him, and some old men from Yushitai yelled and crashed into the Chuigong Palace again and again. Never back down again and again.

Now someone is finally trying to force him to kill Prince Jing. It's also deadly remonstrance, how can it make people so happy?

Look at Yushitai, and then compare Chen Shidao, who is also a veteran of the three dynasties, why is there such a big gap between people?

Emperor Yuanshou cleared his throat: "I'll think about it again."

With a bang, Chen Shidao knocked his head on the ground, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty...don't be merciful!"

"—"

The hall was silent.

... As for?

I didn't see that Chen Shilang was so good at it before.

Before being imprisoned wrongly last time, I thought Chen Shilang was a pedantic old Confucian who didn't understand officialdom and human relations. One step slower.

"Ahem! Hmm!" Emperor Yuan Shou couldn't hold back, the corners of his mouth raised a little, he hurriedly got off the dragon chair, he had already managed his expression before helping Chen Shidao up, he held Chen Shidao's hands tightly, patted the back of his hands, and couldn't help but say: " Why is this? Why is this! You are a veteran minister of the three dynasties, and an important minister of my humerus! You speak out and dare to advise, you are upright, if you don’t follow the advice, you will hurt the old minister’s love for the court."

Letting go of Chen Shidao's hand, Emperor Yuan Shou looked around the palace and made a compromise: "The family of the Qings is wholeheartedly for the court, and I will naturally live up to your petition. However, the Dan Shu iron certificate is the legacy of the ancestors, and I will not abolish it. If I abolish it, I will be unfilial. However, I would rather be an unfilial descendant of the Huo family than a sinner of Dajing! From today onwards, I will take back the iron coupons in the hands of Prince Jing, and from now on They only belong to the direct descendants of the Fahrenheit family, and if they commit serious crimes such as plotting to usurp the throne and colluding with foreign enemies, they will not be pardoned."

"As for Prince Jing, you can use whatever method you want to commit any crime."

When Emperor Yuanshou was about to announce his withdrawal from the court, Lu Zhiyuan quickly said: "Your Majesty, Cao Simajiao, the capital of Huainan, did not embezzle Huainan's taxes, and the crime of having an affair with Anhuaide may be committed by King Jing Luo Zhi, who intends to frame the East Palace. The list of accomplices that was tortured out of his mouth may not be able to withstand the punishment, and it is nonsense under the upside down. Now the court officials in the prison and the officials in Huainan who are being imprisoned may not be guilty of death. Then the big prison right now..."

Emperor Yuan Shou looked at Lu Zhiyuan, glanced at Donggong and others who were trying to reduce their sense of existence, and turned his fingers, the joy of solving the serious troubles of his confidant did not go to his head.

"Guilty or not, there will be interrogation by the Ministry of Criminal Justice. However, under severe punishment, it is easy to be wronged. Zheng Chuzhi, and other jurors, I order you not to abuse torture when you go to prison, and there must be no casualties. You only need to investigate clearly. , get the evidence, hand it over to Dali Temple for review, and then come and make it clear to me, whether it is beheaded or exiled, I have the final say."

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Chuzhi was visibly relieved, but the two jurors who abused lynching to the point of killing two fourth-rank officials collapsed on the ground, their faces pale as if they had died.

Emperor Yuanshou noticed something strange and asked, "Do the two Qing families have any objections?"

The two shook their heads and wiped their sweat: "No, no, Your Majesty is wise, and I have no objection."

Emperor Yuanshou looked at them fixedly: "It's best. I don't want to let go of the innocent Qing's family and lock in the new Qing's family."

The two trembled uncontrollably, Emperor Yuan Shou didn't bother to look at them anymore.

"Although Du Cao in Huainan did not embezzle tax, it is undeniable that he and An Huaide had private contacts. Sima Jiao was greedy for women, and accepted bribes from his servants, so that his back home was restless, and he was put together by women. It is also a fact. The capital manages the water transportation of a province, but under his control, the Huainan River has collapsed and corrupted, and Sima Jiao is not aware of it. Yes. But don’t be an official in Huainan Ducao. If you don’t deserve the position, you will be ridiculed. Go back and be his uncle.”

Hearing this, Donggong and the Fifth Prince heaved a sigh of relief.

Although the capital of Huainan was lost, the Sima Clan was kept anyway. After this encounter in Huainan officialdom, the power of the Eastern Palace was severely frustrated, which was much better than the result of being uprooted.

Emperor Yuanshou felt tired and waved his hands: "Let's retreat."

***

"Zhao Zaizhi stay." The crown prince stopped Zhao Boyong, cupped his hands and said: "Today Zhao Zaizhi speaks out for all the officials in the palace, and thank Zaizhi for his kindness on behalf of the civil and military courtiers in the dungeon."

Zhao Boyong took a step aside, avoiding the crown prince's thanks: "It's just fulfilling the duty of a courtier, Your Highness, don't give too much credit."

The prince couldn't hold back the eagerness in his heart, stared at Zhao Boyong and said, "Zai Zhi is in charge today, but Yin Shiro?"

Shiro?

Zhao Boyong frowned, looked up, and happened to see the prince's feelings that he hadn't had time to hide. He was greatly shocked, but at the same time, he was deeply angry: "Silang has no idea what's going on in the court. The prince respects himself."

The prince's eyes dodged, "I don't mean anything else... By the way, at the end of the month, there will be a plum feast in the suburbs, and all the literati and scholars in the capital will participate. I just want to—"

"The ice and snow hinder Shiro's body, and Shiro won't go out all winter."

Zhao Boyong's voice and eyes were so cold that they could freeze, and Lu Zhiyuan noticed the movement on their side, and looked over frequently. The prince knew that if he continued to speak, he wanted to leave in a hurry for fear of arousing suspicion.

"Shiro will take part in next year's scientific examination, so he needs to study quietly. If Your Highness is sincerely thinking about Shiro's future, then don't let Shiro worry."

"Gu... Gu knows."

When Zhao Boyong heard the response, he was neither happy nor angry, and left first.

***

After all the courtiers had left, Zhang Shizhong turned a corner and went to Yanhe Hall to get back the papers, but the guards were so strict that he couldn't find a chance to enter.

"Zhang Shizhong, what are you doing here? Do you want to meet His Majesty?"

"Drink!" Zhang Shizhong was startled, he was relieved when he turned around and saw that it was Gao Duzhi, the servant, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be able to enter and leave the palace at will, so he said anxiously: "You know, help me!"

Gao Duzhi was dumbfounded, "What's the matter? Tell me slowly."

Zhang Shizhong: "I have a memorial about Liangjiang. Due to time constraints, I didn't pay attention to it and put it in the Yanhe Palace. This morning, the people below reported that there was something wrong in it, and it was a rumor. No, I thought that His Majesty hadn't reviewed the memorial yet, so I wanted to take it back, but I couldn't get in...Gao Duzhi, you have to help me."

Gao Duzhi: "Don't worry, but yesterday's excerpt?"

Zhang Shizhong: "It should be in this morning's notebook."

Gao Duzhi: "Okay, I'll take it out for you."

Zhang Shizhong: "Thank you Gao Duzhi! Gao Duzhi knows great good."

Gao Duzhi went to the Hall of Yanhe to help find Zhang Shizhong's memorial. When he opened it, he found hundreds of names, some of them were quite familiar, and he vaguely remembered that they were officials from Liangjiang.

Driven by curiosity, Gao Duzhi read the memorial at a glance, and understood Zhang Shizhong's purpose in submitting the memorial.

"We are both court officials, and others are trying to help each other in the same boat, but this Zhang Shizhong took the opportunity to step on his colleague's bones to climb up." Gao Duzhi shook his head and sneered, hid the folder in his sleeve and took it out.

Huainan had just suffered a flood, and the officialdom experienced a major earthquake. It was a time of turmoil. Don't let the two rivers jump out at this juncture to block the eyes of Emperor Yuanshou, and make the city full of storms.

Gao Duzhi handed the booklet to Zhang Shizhong, and said meaningfully: "My lord, as far as I know about our Majesty, he doesn't like cliques and goons the most. I hope your lord will take good care of himself."

Zhang Shizhong smiled awkwardly, and immediately burned the memorial as soon as he returned to the mansion.

After listening to his words, the two jurors in the prison who tortured and interrogated two senior members of the fourth grade died in a hurry. They hurriedly visited Zhang's mansion, but they were turned away.

The housekeeper was ordered by Zhang Shizhong to put a black medicine bottle into their hands, half-threatening and half-admonishing: "You two are smart people, you should know that people have connections in the world so you can do things well... You don't want your family members to be implicated, you all want to get involved. After death, someone can take care of the family, right?"

The two of them turned pale immediately, held the medicine bottle tremblingly and said, "Please spread the word on your behalf, if you don't take good care of our family, even if you are a ghost, you won't feel at ease!"

Steward: "Our adults always walk the talk."

***

Huainan.

When Kang Wang received a letter from the capital, he couldn't help laughing: "Wonderful!"

He Guangyou, the magistrate of Xuzhou who heard the news, stepped into the hall: "Your Majesty has seen the prince, what is the prince looking at?"

Kang Wang briefly explained what happened in the capital, and He Guangyou was very excited: "The disaster in Huainan's officialdom is now over?"

Kang Wang smiled: "Really?"

He Guangyou took the letter and read it over and over again, and couldn't help sighing: "Wonderful, wonderful, Mr. Zhao is smarter than Zhuge, and he has a kind heart. He has already escaped from the Huainan case. He couldn't bear to see the innocent suffer, so he resolutely decided to help. , can be a good minister! Can be a blue sky!"

Kang Wang was not happy, "Look carefully, my nephew is the one who makes the decisions behind the scenes."

The smile on He Guangyou's face faded a bit: "Ah, the little prince is not bad."

Kang Wang frowned, feeling that He Guangyou's attitude was strange.

He Guangyou said casually: "At the end of the day, it is Mr. Zhao who is in charge of the overall situation. It is mentioned in the letter that Mr. Zhao seems to have visited Zhao Zaizhi's mansion and the prefect of Gaotong. By the way, the letter also said that Chen Shilang died before the imperial court - if I remember correctly , Mr. Chen is Mr. Zhao’s benefactor? Like a teacher, there must be a disciple. It seems that Mr. Zhao persuaded Mr. Chen.”

"..." King Kang withdrew the letter, stayed away from He Guangyou with a little disgust, and warned again and again: "Do you know that Zhao Baiyu and the Prince of Lin'an County are married. They are married by His Majesty, and no one else can interfere?"

"Of course my subordinate knows." He Guangyou glanced at King Kang strangely, then sighed: "It's hard work, Mr. Zhao."

Kang Wang rubbed his arms and pulled out another letter from his cuff.

Seeing this, He Guangyou asked, "Is it a letter from Mr. Zhao?"

Kang Wang: "It's a letter from home."

When He Guangyou heard the words, he consciously averted his eyes and didn't go to spy on Kang Wang's family letter, but he didn't hear that Kang Wang got married.

Kang Wang frowned after reading the family letter, Zhang Shizhong and Liang Jiang?

Did the big case of scientific examination fraud fail to deter Liangjiang's official circles?

***

Without the wrath of Emperor Yuanshou and the worries of the prison, the efficiency of Zheng Chuzhi's prison was improved, the truth was quickly found out, and the innocence of the court officials was restored.

Of course, not all court officials are innocent, and there are some Beijing officials who have indeed accepted bribes from King Jing and An Huaide to make things easier for them. Such people should have their homes ransacked and their heads beheaded, and there is no intention of condoning them.

On the contrary, the two fourth-rank officials who were tortured to death by the jury were indeed innocent. Zheng Chuzhi submitted the evidence to Dali Temple and led troops to arrest them. Unexpectedly, the two had committed suicide at home in fear of crime.

Now that the law has been subdued, and Zhang Shizhong is interceding from the side, the crime is not as good as his family, so Emperor Yuanshou only deprived the two of their fame and official positions, confiscated their family wealth, returned the official house to the court, and moved out of Kyoto with immediate effect.

Sima Jiao was tortured in the prison, his body was seriously ill, and his official career ended here. Fortunately, he saved his life, and he still had the name of an uncle of the country. Spit it out and hand it over to He Guangyou, the prefect of Xuzhou, and keep it for Huainan river management and post-disaster reconstruction.

The stolen money had to be vomited, because the real account book was in Zhao Baiyu's hands, and the East Palace, the fifth prince and the Sima family could be said to have lost their fortunes before they collected all the money and sent it to Huainan.

Over the years, he used his position to earn money, and almost lost it all at once. There was not much left, and Donggong was so poor that he could be used as underpants.

Therefore, even though Zhao Baiyu helped the East Palace, the prince and others still loved and hated him, loved him for his unparalleled resourcefulness, and hated that he was not used by the East Palace.

On the contrary, Zheng Guogong and the sixth prince, who were far away in Dingzhou, were quite surprised to hear the ups and downs in the court of the capital in a few days, and read the whole story.

Zheng Guogong knew about it and thought it was over, but the sixth prince was thinking about it over and over again.

From Zhao Baiyu's serving as an imperial envoy to Huainan and his party, to the outbreak of the Huainan case, and Huo Jingtang's seemingly invisible role running through the beginning and end, the six princes guessed very closely.

Huo Jingtang has the talent of a falcon and dog, and only Emperor Yuanshou can drive it. The sixth prince is not surprised, but Zhao Baiyu's grasping and grasping of people's hearts is also so perfect that he can't help being surprised.

The throne must be secure, and the officialdom must be like a fish in water. It is nothing more than grasping people's hearts and acting as a chess piece to drive them. It can stir up the situation and retreat at any time.

"Zhao Baiyu..." the sixth prince unconsciously said.

Zheng Guogong noticed it and asked, "How is this person?"

"If you can use it for me, it will be like a tiger with wings added." The sixth prince laughed, and added: "If you don't use it for me, you are also a worthy minister of great prosperity."

Overrated.

Zheng Guogong nodded and did not express his opinion on this.

***

Lin'an County Prince's Mansion.

Huo Jingtang was on the reclining chair, closing his eyes and fiddled with Buddhist scriptures. There was heavy snow blowing outside the window, good charcoal was burning inside the room, and Zhao Baiyu was copying famous paintings by famous masters behind the desk.

The interior atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.

A black cat suddenly jumped in from the window on the left, weighing about fifteen or six catties, and its whole body was solid and full of flesh.This cat is called Xuehua, it was brought back from the suburbs by Huo Jingtang on the day Huo Jingtang returned to Beijing with the poison in his body, it is about five years old.

Snowflakes shook off the snowflakes all over her body, soaked the carpet, then jumped onto the desk, circled slowly around Zhao Baiyu, screaming, stepped into the inkstone, screamed in fright, and left a few hasty flowers on the rice paper. plum blossoms, and flung ink dots onto Zhao Baiyu's moon-white robe.

Zhao Baiyu rubbed the back of Xuehua's chubby neck, Xuehua was extremely comfortable, snoring with her head held high, she was ruthlessly driven off the table by Zhao Baiyu after a while.

Xuehua meowed twice and looked at Zhao Baiyu suspiciously.

Zhao Baiyu pointed to Huo Jingtang to signal it to go over. Xuehua was stunned for a while, came under the couch, jumped up, and pressed her solid body on the abdomen of Huo Jingtang who was dozing off. Huo Jingtang suddenly opened his eyes. , quickly grabbed the black cat by the back of the neck and lifted it up.

Xuehua struggled reflexively, the ink dots on her hair flung onto Huo Jingtang's cheeks, Zhao Baiyu started to hold back her laughter when she saw this.

"Don't hold back, just laugh if you want to laugh."

Zhao Baiyu sneered a few times, and then said, "Do you think Xuehua wants to lose weight?"

Huo Jingtang frowned: "It's just winter fat." Throwing the snowflake on the ground, seeing it land nimbly, he said with satisfaction, "Look, agility, a really fat man can do it? You'll lose weight next spring."

Zhao Baiyu didn't want to say that he heard Uncle Hai complaining that Xuehua was too fat the day before yesterday, and Huo Jingtang always used the excuse of winter fat to refuse to reduce Xuehua's ration.

However, Xuehua did gain a little weight, so he told Uncle Hai to control Xuehua's weight another day, when Huo Jingtang asked, he would take care of it.

"Wipe your face."

"Xiao Lang, come help me."

"You don't have hands?"

"No towel."

Zhao Baiyu put down his pen, took out a towel and wiped it on Huo Jingtang's face. He caught a glimpse of an old towel tied to his arm and said, "Isn't this a towel?"

"No." Huo Jingtang flatly refused, put his arms around Zhao Baiyu's waist and muttered, "It can't get dirty."

Zhao Baiyu was puzzled: "Could it be a token from a young man or a girl?"

Huo Jingtang stared at it: "It was given by a young man."

Zhao Baiyu: "Who?"

Huo Jingtang looked at him directly, but didn't speak.

Zhao Baiyu shrank his neck, glanced at the pattern of the old scarf on Huo Jingtang's arm, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "It's mine——you still wear it?!" Said: "I didn't give it to you, but you didn't return it to me."

Huo Jingtang let go of Zhao Baiyu's waist, turned over, and faced Zhao Baiyu with the back of his head.

Zhao Baiyu possessed himself: "Are you angry?"

Huo Jingtang's tone was nonchalant: "No. My husband won't get angry with Xiao Lang."

"Ah, can I return that towel? I'm used to it—"

Huo Jingtang suddenly turned over, hooked Zhao Baiyu's waist with his long arms and pulled him down, and pressed him on the recliner, with half of his body on Zhao Baiyu's body, buried Zhao Baiyu's head in his chest, and said emphatically :"sleep."

"What do you sleep in during the day? Huo Jingtang, don't make trouble."

Huo Jingtang raised his legs and pressed on Zhao Baiyu's legs, the more he was talked about, the more he went too far.

Zhao Baiyu didn't move, he couldn't figure out why Huo Jingtang became childish when he closed the door.

"I want to send you the gift I carefully prepared. If you don't let me go, I can't take it."

Huo Jingtang let go of Zhao Baiyu slightly, and opened one eye: "What is it?"

"Let go first."

Huo Jingtang hesitated: "Don't return my towel."

"I didn't give it away...OK, here it is, I'll give it to you."

Huo Jingtang let go of Zhao Baiyu in satisfaction, but stared at him intently, seemingly unmoved.

"..." Zhao Baiyu was so nervous that he couldn't get the gift out.

Coughing twice, Zhao Baiyu took out two gifts from his bosom, one was to make a bookmark from the flower-wrapped vines sent by Huo Jingtang, and the other was to paint the potted plants sent by Huo Jingtang into ink and wash. Beneath the tree is a painting of Avalokitesvara with benevolent brows and benevolent eyes.

It's just that the appearance of Avalokitesvara is not the usual one in temples, but rather familiar.

Zhao Baiyu whispered: "Adjutant Cui told Yan Bing that you looked like your biological mother when you were young, especially your eyebrows and eyes, and that your mother—"

"It's 'mother'." Huo Jingtang corrected.

Zhao Baiyu smiled: "I also said that my mother also believes in Bodhisattvas. I thought that if my mother had a spirit in the sky, she might feel your sincerity, and it would appear under the clouds and pine trees you decorated by yourself, or under the heart scripture you copied. Between the lines, or in the painting of Avalokitesvara... I asked Uncle Hai to ask about your previous portraits, and the appearance of your mother, and I drew them according to the fantasy in my heart—" He was a little nervous and embarrassed: "It doesn't look like that. ,Yeah?"

"No." Huo Jingtang traced the woman under Yun Songxia with his fingers and said, "It's very similar."

Huo Jingtang squeezed Zhao Baiyu's fingers: "Xiao Lang is clever."

Zhao Baiyu pursed his lips, his eyes bent into a crescent shape: "It's as long as you are happy."

In the midst of warmth, there were footsteps rushing in from outside, and the door curtain was lifted, accompanied by the influx of wind and snow, was Adjutant Cui's loud voice: "General, Mr. Zhao, good news! The prison has stopped!"

"Uh——" Adjutant Cui was in the room with his front feet, and his back feet were outside the threshold. "Did I come at a bad time?"

"No, it's about time." Huo Jingtang looked at Adjutant Cui with a gentle smile, the latter's eyeballs shrank sharply, showing a look of fear visible to the naked eye. "The mansion is flooded with snow, and there are not enough people. Go and clean it."

Adjutant Cui was at a loss and helpless. When did he offend the narrow-minded general?

Huo Jingtang said clearly: "If you can't clean it up, don't live."

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