Dressed as the Regent's Runaway Wife

This letter was sandwiched on the top of a pile of memorabilia, obviously, someone put it here deliberately for him to see.

Lin Bozhou narrowed his gaze, paused his fingers, and Chen Que stood beside him respectfully, and said, "The old man handed it to the cabinet, and said that he would present it to His Majesty and the prince, and let the minister pass it on his behalf."

"Oh?" Lin Bozhou raised his eyes, and his foggy eyes fell on him.

Having said that, I almost forgot about this episode, and now he and Cui Ge are fighting each other, and the Qingliu Party is waiting to watch the excitement, waiting for the snipe and clam to fight for the fisherman's benefit.

Lin Bozhou's eyes fell, he pressed the title page of the letter, and asked inexplicably, "Have you read it? Let's talk about your thoughts."

He wanted to drag the Qingliu party into the water, and make Cui Gelao hate them.

Chen Que was full of kindness, lowered his head and said, "I dare not look at it, and I don't know the details, I just wait for the prince to make a decision."

He limply blocked Lin Bozhou's words.

Lin Bozhou smiled, and said: "This king is the person involved, I'm afraid it would be unfair to criticize this matter, since you don't read it, then I don't read it either, leave it to His Majesty to deal with."

The cabinet ministers all lowered their heads: "Yes."

Gritting his teeth in his heart, Lin Bozhou deserves to be Lin Bozhou.

This old Cui Ge's self-reporting letter, you have to express your opinion after reading it. If, in case, someone reprimanded Cui Ge first, but the content in the book is enough to make Cui Ge clean, then the first person to speak People get into trouble.

Lin Bozhou didn't look at it either, and shifted the topic to the emperor.

So, since Chen Shu handed it to Emperor Xuanhe, Emperor Xuanhe became furious when he heard about the military chaos in Jianzhou and the kidnapping of the emperor's wife, An Chui, in Cui Renfang's mansion, and burst into rage in the Hall of Mental Cultivation Long Yin: "Cui Renfang is collaborating with the enemy and treason, immediately take this traitor to Beizhen Fusi! Immediately!!!"

The anger value soared to a point.

Pei Xiyi tentatively said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Cui Ge is the chief assistant of the court, and the chief assistant is in prison. Does it mean that the court is a bit floating, and I'm afraid it will cause criticism?"

Emperor Xuanhe: "Shoufu?! Can Shoufu be as big as the emperor's brother? Can he be as big as the emperor's wife? Can he be as big as the people of Liaodong! Go arrest him immediately! If there is any delay, you will be punished!"

This is what Lin Bozhou was waiting for.

He lowered his eyes and stood up: "Yes."

The sun was setting, and when Lin Bozhou's car drove back to the gate of the palace, Cui Renfang had already been imprisoned in Beizhen Fusi.

But as soon as his soap boots stepped on the stool and stepped on the marble path, he saw a group of people kneeling outside the gate of the palace. Cui Ge's wife and children, including Cui Han, who had been slapped by him, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"My lord, my grandfather was wronged, my lord!"

"Grandfather was originally a grassroots citizen in Shaoxing. He relied on Dazong's virtue like heaven. He entered the imperial court through scientific examinations, so that he could support his family and revitalize his family. Grandfather was loyal to Dazong. He was a man of Dazong when he was born, and he was a ghost of Dazong when he died. Collaborate with the enemy and betray the country? My lord! There must be some misunderstanding!"

"My lord, my old man is old and sick from overwork. I'm afraid he won't be able to endure the torment in prison. Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes and asked someone to help Mrs. Cui Ge's old lady. There was no emotion in his tone, "If Mr. Ge is innocent, Beizhen Fusi will give justice. It is His Majesty's will to arrest Mr. Cui Ge. As a family member of an official, it is better to understand the process of the imperial court and wait for the results of the trial, instead of coming to my palace to cry and embarrass this king."

Lin Bozhou turned his face away, walked into the palace without turning his head, and said, "The princess is not feeling well, and the king is going to take care of her, sorry."

Kneeling outside the palace, Cui Ge's old family has been domineering for several years. They have never suffered such embarrassment. They cried and let the servants help them up. Looking at this majestic and luxurious palace, there is a flash of horror in their eyes. .

There is also hatred.

The carriages and horses of Cui's mansion were walking back, Madam Cui was full of tears, she gritted her teeth and said, "Six years ago, if the regent hadn't been invited by the master, how could he have come to the capital? At that time, the master supported him a lot, and he He can also talk, and even served tea to the old man himself, how can he gain a firm foothold now, turn his face and deny people so quickly!"

There was silence in the carriage and horses, and Cui Lang just knelt down for a while, his face was silent, and then he said: "Grandmother, don't be sad, for a cold-blooded and ruthless person like him, talking about feelings with him is an extravagant hope, we are naive and naive."

Mrs. Cui's face was full of tears, and she grabbed his hand: "Lang'er."

Cui Lang kowtowed heavily, "Grandfather suffered an injustice, my grandson must clear up the wrong for grandfather!"

In front of me, there are neatly bound books. The writing is yellow and exudes a faint fragrance of ink. The handwriting on the pages is moderate in size and neatly arranged.

In the study, Meng Huan huddled in the chair he usually sat in Lin Bozhou, and was reading the letters he had copied.

His leg injury was not healed, he was wearing the obscene clothes he had when he was sleeping, curled up in the chair, his ears and neck were fair skin, his white fingers were protruding, and he flipped through the letters written by Lin Bozhou page by page.

Next to you, You Jin asked, "How many characters can the master recognize?"

Meng Huan counted carefully with his fingers: "I recognized thirty more this morning."

You Jin smiled all over his face: "The prince will definitely praise the master when he comes back."

Meng Huan: "Hey."

He was bored in the mansion, Lin Bozhou was afraid that he would be under pressure to learn calligraphy when he was sick, so he told Shanshu not to come, Meng Huan was bored by himself, so he turned out the books and characters written by Lin Bozhou, and identified them on the pages.

The young man squatted like a cat, and the tips of his ears protruding from his black hair seemed to turn red when pinched. His jaw was pale and slightly pointed, but his lips returned to the familiar pink color, and he pursed them gently.

When Lin Bozhou came in, he happened to see this scene.

He hadn't changed his court clothes yet, so he walked behind Meng Huan and looked down at the words he wrote.When You Jin saw him coming in, he retreated wisely.

Meng Huan wrote seriously, not aware of his existence at first, until he felt the shadow beside him, raised his eyes: "Husband."

Lin Bozhou lifted him up, looked at the wound on his ankle before sitting down, and held Meng Huan in his arms from behind; "Writing?"

He glanced at the desktop and immediately understood that Meng Huan was flipping through the book he had copied.

Meng Huan hummed: "My husband's handwriting is beautiful."

"Come on, teach Huanhuan how to write." Lin Bozhou chuckled, gently took Meng Huan's hand, grasped it tightly with the palm of his hand, picked up the brush, and slowly wrote down each word on the manuscript paper.

Meng Huan bowed his head, thinking that reading and writing seemed to be more interesting, so he concentrated on memorizing.

After reviewing all the characters learned today, Meng Huan looked at the neat and better characters, shook his head and said, "I don't want to learn anymore, I'm tired."

The heat behind the ear did not recede, but moved closer to the ear, Lin Bozhou took his hand instead: "Huanhuan's hands are so small."

"..." Meng Huan's ears and neck were a little cold, and he looked at him blankly. Lin Bozhou leaned over and licked his fingertips with the tip of his tongue. Crimson robe sleeves.

He had just returned to the mansion, and the crimson floral dress from the court had not been replaced.When he wore court clothes, he was extraordinarily serious and abstinent, as if he was walking between palaces and temples, but the sleeves of his robe were bright red, and he looked extremely handsome and evil.

Meng Huan liked his clothes the most, but Lin Bozhou would not wear them except when going to court.Meng Huan was taken aback for a moment, his brows furrowed, and he had already put his hand on it.

"..."

Lin Bozhou is not covering up now.

His dark eyebrows and eyes slowly stretched, his ears and neck were leaned back, and he was resting on the pear blossom wood teacher's chair, and his tone was calm as if he was discussing an official matter: "An Chui is in Beizhen Fusi, and the interrogation is about to start. Today, Mr. Cui Ge His Majesty was also arrested."

Meng Huan's palm touched the flesh, and he licked his lower lip. The back of his ears felt hot, and he replied eagerly, "It's...really?"

Lin Bozhou looked lazy: "In a few days, the third division will interrogate Cui Renfang, and Huanhuan will go to identify him at that time, and go to Beizhen Fusi, are you afraid?"

His breath fell to Meng Huan's ears, it was hot, and his fingers were held down by him. Lin Bozhou's decent clothes were neatly covered by the screen, but Meng Huan's hand was caught in the crack of the screen. went in.

As the temperature slowly rose, Meng Huan shook his head: "I'm not afraid."

He couldn't help it.Speaking: "Husband."

—— Lin Bozhou seems serious, but in fact he is very serious.

Lin Bozhou pinched his cheeks, which obviously could make the intimate space more secret, but he insisted on letting the sunlight come in through the window in the evening light, shining brightly on Meng Huan's slightly tensed white fingers, illuminating Brighten up all these actions that shouldn't be so bright.

The light makes everything seem to be exposed to everyone, like walking on the edge of danger.

"Husband?" Meng Huan was embarrassed, and confirmed in a low voice.

Lin Bozhou touched his lips with his fingertips: "Well, that's it."

"Oh……"

Meng Huan bit his lip, his slender eyelashes drooped, and his white reflective fingers continued to touch.

There was no one else in the hall. After a long time, Lin Bozhou took out his handkerchief and gently wiped off Meng Huan's fair fingertips. At this time, Meng Huan was also lying in his arms wearily, saying, "Hands are sore."

With a slight laugh, Lin Bozhou said: "The interrogation date of Fusi in Beizhen has been extended. After three days, Huanhuan's leg injury is almost healed. You don't have to worry about your leg when you go out. Huanhuan and Huanhuan will go there together. .”

For Meng Huan, the prison institution was somewhat scary, but thinking of killing An Chui and Cui Renfang completely, he felt confident, "Okay."

Lin Bozhou rubbed his cheek again: "Huanhuan doesn't have to worry about anything, just tell the truth."

This sentence is a great comfort to social fear people.

Meng Huan put his forehead in his arms and nodded: "I see."

Three days had passed, but before leaving the house that day, a eunuch from the palace came to the palace.

Wearing a blue gown, wearing a fur head, with a fair face, he spoke softly: "My lord."

Seeing him, Lin Bozhou said, "What do you have to say?"

The eunuch's name was Li San, and he kowtowed politely: "Godfather asked the servants to tell the prince that the Liaodong Supervising Army he dispatched was sent by Godfather himself. He is well-behaved and smart. He has already set off. He will send a letter to the prince as soon as he arrives at the front line of Liaodong. "

Lin Bozhou took a sip from his teacup and lowered his eyes in response.

Li San said again: "Godfather asked the servant to tell the prince again that the prince was busy with family affairs a few days ago and didn't come to the cabinet. His Majesty also studied early, so he looked for people to play chess everywhere."

Lin Bozhou closed his eyes, and asked, "What's going on, Your Majesty, you usually get naughty occasionally, but now you only think about having fun every day."

Li San shook his head: "I don't know, but His Majesty has been closest to Grandmaster Kongjie recently, and the grandson of the Cui family."

Lin Bozhou paused with his fingers.

"However," said the eunuch, "Your Majesty just plays chess with them and never discusses political affairs. Your Majesty always remembers the teachings of the prince. Anyone who dares to take advantage of him while playing chess will be punished by His Majesty."

Speaking of this, the beads pushed by Lin Bozhou stopped: "Okay."

"Your servant has nothing to say." Li San said respectfully.

Lin Bozhou responded: "I have received the reward, let's go back to the palace."

"Yes."

The eunuch backed out of the hall, turned his head and followed You Jin and disappeared into the porch.

This is a person from Lin Bozhou Palace, Li Sankou's godfather, that is, the palm print eunuch Pei Xiyi.The generation of eunuchs beside Emperor Xuanhe were all erected after Lin Bozhou defeated the eunuchs of the previous generation. Most of them were his people, and of course they would listen to him.

After Meng Huan changed his clothes, he walked out, Lin Bozhou took his hand and said, "Go to Beizhen Fusi."

There were two tall horses standing at the door. Luo Juan was tall and strong, wearing a crimson flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife on his waist, and was standing at the gate of the mansion to welcome Lin Bozhou and Meng Huan.When he saw someone approaching, he bowed his head, and his rough bones gripped the horse's reins tightly.

Meng Huan got into the carriage, next to him, Lin Bozhou lifted the curtain with one hand: "Luo Qianhu."

Luo Juan came over consciously and followed the carriage: "My lord, Mr. Cui Ge has been imprisoned in Beizhen Fusi Prison for the past few days. Except for his family who came to send a few clothes and meals, no one has visited him."

It stands to reason that with Cui Ge's relationship, he can live comfortably even in prison, and he has ordered his minions to rush to rescue him, but Luo Juan is not idle in Beizhen Fusi. Behind him are Lin Bozhou and Jing Jing. He is the admiral of the army, so he can strictly control the operation of Cui Ge's relationship.

"No one came to see him?" Lin Bozhou was thoughtful, "He has committed a serious crime this time, and if there is no relationship, the result of the interrogation is likely to be death."

Luo Juan used his rough brain to think for a while: "Perhaps, Mr. Cui Ge has already pleaded guilty and gave up fighting the trapped beast. After all, collaborating with the enemy, treason, and hurting the royal family are both death crimes, and they can't be washed away. clear."

Lin Bozhou put down the curtain and returned to the carriage.

Luo Juan's next sentence came: "Cui Renfang is greedy for ink, embezzles land, forms cliques for personal gain, and is extremely rampant. Now, his death is really coming."

Meng Huan's heart beat violently when he heard these few words.

An Chui and Cui Renfang must be killed, and as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if Lin Bozhou really went to Jianzhou to face Zhu Lizhen, one of the two would confront him head-on, and the other would stumbling him from the back.

...The scene of Lin Bozhou sitting behind the city wall came to mind.

He turned his head sideways, his chin was stained with clear bones, his eyes reflected the falling snow and the dark light between the sky and the earth, his chin and temple hair were stained with blood, and his black hair was glued together.

After Lin Bozhou bandaged the wound, he swept away the dead soldiers around him. His heart was like ashes. The lonely figure sat slumped inside the city wall, half-closed his eyes, and the dark brown eyes reflected the swords and swords of the aliens who invaded the city.

——Just thinking about it made my heart prick.

It seems that the heart is clenched and painful.

"Bang bang bang-"

The heart beats extremely fast.

In the past few days, Meng Huan repeatedly recalled what An Chui said that day and everything he saw, for fear of forgetting, he even wrote down the main points, just to add fire to the punishment of the two.

Meng Huan took a deep breath.

The sparkling wheels of the carriage stopped.

Luo Juan said, "Beizhen Fusi is here."

Just before he was about to go in, a fast horse came over, and the wind and dust billowed. The person who came from the horse fell to the ground, trembling all over, and delivered a letter to Lin Bozhou.

He was out of breath and beads of sweat rolled down: "My lord, Liao...Liaodong, there is an urgent dispatch in [-] li!"

Expedited at [-] miles, this is the highest level of urgent transmission in ancient times. Generally, when encountering such a letter, it is a very urgent military and political situation. Usually, there is a rebellion in a certain place, or even your majesty's death.

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyelashes, his eyes reflected a dark light like a deep pool, and looked down heavily at the letter in his hand.

Meng Huan's fair face was upturned, a little puzzled, and she looked at him quietly.