Nongmen Shenjue

After the Xue family's accident, the imperial court was still jealous of the Xue family's army. The grassroots officers and soldiers were fine, but those generals who supported the Xue family were a hidden danger.The imperial court simply took the most powerful people as accomplices, ransacked their homes and executed them all. The remaining people were dispersed, or sent to garrison in bitter cold places, or found a reason to demote them again, or dismissed them from their posts and sent them back to their hometowns. .

All in all, there are very few survivors in the Xue family's direct lineage.

When Xue Dingyue was falsely accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, the physical evidence is several letters, correspondence between Xue Dingyue and the Northern Man emperor.Of course, the content of the letter was not written by the two of them, but the seal of the Northern Man Emperor was on the letter, and Xue Dingyue's seal was his general's seal.Not to mention Beiman's side, even Xue Dingyue's general seal is not accessible to ordinary people, and even his confidantes cannot use it privately, which makes these letters even more authentic.

But the existence of these few letters is itself problematic.

If the two parties really conspired, how could Xue Dingyue's letter to the Northern Man emperor fall into the hands of the imperial court?

Maybe some people only want to see what they want.

In addition, there are witnesses.

The testimony does not directly prove that Xue Dingyue colluded with the Beiman, but that Xue Dingyue deliberately delayed the war, gave up chasing the Beiman cavalry several times, and caused the war to fall into a stalemate, etc.There were three witnesses. The highest status was Gao Liangjun, the military supervisor sent by the imperial court at that time; one was Tu Xingwu, a guerrilla general in the army at that time;

Gao Liangjun, as the supervising army, was himself a supervising general, so it was impossible for the imperial court to choose someone who was close to Xue Dingyue.

The guerrilla general Tu Xingwu was a noble descendant, his ancestors were similar to the Xue family, but the descendants of later generations were not as good as the Xue family's children, and indulged in pleasure.Tu Xingwu fought with the army this time mainly for meritorious service. To put it bluntly, it was gold-plated. There are quite a few descendants of aristocratic families like him. As long as he took the post of a guerrilla general, he would definitely achieve something if he spared no effort.

The scout Huang Li's duty is to scout the enemy's situation and explore the movements of the northern barbarians.Yuan was a very small person, but in the case of the Xue family, his testimony was crucial.

In addition, there are also those who agree with the three of them, but they are just profit-seeking fools, with empty mouths, and actually don't know the inside story at all.Not to mention Mu Qingyan, even Wen Jixue is too lazy to waste time on such a person.

Check them out one by one.

The three of them benefited from the merits of reporting and got the high-ranking officials and generous salaries they had dreamed of, but they died one after another a few years later.None of the three died in Beijing, so Mu Qingyan planned to leave Beijing after the affairs of Zaitian's family were finished.Judging from the distribution of the places where the three died, it would take a long time for them to travel, so they will return to Fenglin first, then take the waterway.

The day before his departure, Chen Shiliu sent a post.

"Brother Mu, someone invites you to have a spring break." Chen Shiliu handed over the post.

Mu Qingyan was curious, who would work for Chen Shiliu to send the post.

The post is light green, with dark patterns of bamboo leaves, very elegant.When I opened it, it turned out that the owner of the post wanted to hold a Qushuiliu cup outside the city on the Shangsi Festival, enjoy spring and recite poems, admire Mu Qingyan for a long time, and invite him to a gathering, etc.Looking at the signature, it says "Fu Jingchun".

"Fu Jingchun?" He heard it strangely, but couldn't remember who it was.

Chen Shiliu said: "The eldest son of Princess Fuhui!"

In the beginning, the eldest princess refers to the emperor's sisters or those who are respected by the emperor's daughters, but later it is usually used on the emperor's sisters, but Princess Fuhui is the daughter of the current legitimate daughter. The only surviving one among them has an extremely noble status, and is especially favored by the emperor, who is bestowed with the title of "Eldest Princess".His son-in-law is Tanhua Lang handpicked by the emperor. He is talented and beautiful, and his husband and wife are harmonious.It is a pity that the princess died of illness after the Yuan Dynasty, and the princess suffered too much. Since then, she has been lingering in the sick bed, and she has not gone to the palace banquet during the New Year.

This princess is nearly 50 years old, so one can imagine how old the emperor is today, and she really has a long life.

It's interesting to say that the emperor has many heirs, not counting premature death. There are ten or twenty princes, but the first few princes couldn't survive and died earlier than the emperor.And that King Kejun, 37, ranked fifteenth among the princes.The youngest prince in the palace is less than ten years old. In the eyes of the old emperor, the youngest son must be more pleasing to the eye than the other princes.

"It's him. How is he?" Mu Qingyan asked.

"He is elegant, likes banquets, organizes poetry gatherings, and likes miscellaneous studies. It's okay, but I have nothing to do with him. Writing poems and essays is not suitable for me." Chen Shiliu curled his lips.

As far as Mu Qingyan himself was concerned, he didn't really want to go to the banquet, but the post was handed over by Chen Shiliu, if he didn't go, it would be bad for Chen Shiliu.He looked at Wen Jixue: "What do you think?"

Wen Jixue smiled and said: "Since it's a good time for spring, let's go for a walk. The Shangsi Festival is very lively."

It was really lively.

This morning, Chen Shiliu came to walk with them by car, even though they got up early, they were earlier.At the gate of the city, there are people of all kinds crowded with horses and horses, all of whom are going out of the city to enjoy the spring.Like other festivals, this kind of day is the most popular among young men and women, with less restraint than usual, and many people take advantage of the opportunity to see each other.

Chen Shiliu was also one of them.

Chen Shiliu sat in their car and sighed: "My mother said, let me take a look at it today, I guess it will be formally mentioned in a few days. They have all made up their minds, I see what is there Use? That little girl from the Lan family is just a chubby tearbag, and she's very annoying..."

"You know her?"

"Yeah, our two families are family friends, and we used to play together when we were young." But as we got older, men and women wanted to avoid suspicion, so naturally they couldn't stay together.He has heard a lot about the other party, but it seems that he has not seen each other for seven or eight years.

In my impression, she is just a tearful little girl, and I really can't imagine marrying her as a daughter-in-law.

Chen Shiliu's face was gloomy. Looking at the two people in front of him, he was very envious.

The place to host the banquet is well chosen, with green mountains surrounded by green waters, apricot blossoms behind and fragrant grasses in front.Along the stream, a thick and soft long blanket is laid, and small table cushions are set up on top of it. A group of young gentlemen are sitting in twos and threes. Flowers attract fish to peck.

Wen Jixue didn't get out of the car at all, only Mu Qingyan and Chen Shiliu passed by.

The carriage was parked by the side of the road, and there were spring tourists everywhere. Surrounded by the maids, the young ladies of various families carefully made up and wore various veils.

Chen Shiliu did what he used to do in the past, with his face straightened, he walked quickly a few steps away, almost without turning his eyes.

Mu Qingyan noticed that his posture was slightly stiff, showing tension.

Finally getting away from the girls, Chen Shiliu let out a long breath: "It's really scary!"

Mu Qingyan laughed out loud: "What are you afraid of, they can still eat you?"

Chen Shiliu had a bitter expression on his face: "You haven't seen how powerful those noble ladies are. If there are one or two of them, I'm not afraid. They must be ladies at that time. But if they are a group, not only can they meet and joke, How dare you make fun of us young men, last time Wei Xiaosan couldn't stand it alone and sprained his feet."

While talking, I saw a group of people by the stream.

"Chen Xiaoliu, come quickly!" Wei Xiaosan was also there, and when he saw them, he hurriedly extended his hand to greet them.

Chen Shiliu glanced at them and introduced everyone's identities to Mu Qingyan in a low voice.Not counting Mu Qingyan, Chen Shiliu and Wei Xiaosan, there are a total of seven Jinyi young masters over there, some of them are fifteen or sixteen, some are 27 or [-], and they are all roughly in this age group.Judging from Chen Shiliu's introduction, these people are generally of the same status, but they have never been in the same circle as Chen Shiliu. For example, Wei Yangyu is a bit reserved.

Thinking about it carefully, Wei Yangyu's appearance here is a bit strange.

Wei Yangyu is the successor's younger brother, and Fu Jingchun is the grandson of Yuanhou. There is a difference in generation between the two, but Fu Jingchun is older than Wei Yangyu.

Chen Shiliu said again: "The one sitting in the middle wearing purple is Fu Jingchun."

Fu Jingchun is indeed an elegant person. At first glance, the first thing that attracts attention is his temperament. His brows and eyes are soft and he has a long smile, making him look amiable.

He is looking at others, and others are looking at him.

Today Mu Qingyan was wearing a snow green brocade robe, a jade belt in his hair, and a beautiful jade around his waist. Facing many powerful children, his expression was calm and composed, without any flinching or flattery.Such demeanor is undoubtedly admirable, especially Fu Jingchun, who stood up to greet her.

"Mr. Mu, I've heard you famous for a long time, and I'm really lucky to have a meeting today." Fu Jingchun's words were very low, and his tone and expression were extremely sincere. Although it didn't match his identity, it didn't make people feel false.

"Mr. Fu's words are serious, but his reputation is not worth mentioning." Mu Qingyan naturally had to be humble.

Fu Jingchun was not polite to him, and smiled and led him to sit beside him, saying: "I usually only send love poems, books, vocal music, and I only heard about Mr. Mu at the end of last year. I really admire it. A few days ago, I heard from Mr. Wei San Knowing that Mr. Mu has come to the capital, I was curious, so I took the liberty to send a post."

Mu Qingyan said: "Young Master Fu invited me, I dare not refuse to come. It's just that I come from an ordinary farming family and I don't know poetry and books. I'm afraid I will disturb everyone's elegance."

Someone said: "I heard you read books."

"It is true that I have read two books and recognized a few characters. It's just that my family used to be poor, weak and sick, and I only studied for a year. How dare I say anything about poetry and books." Mu Qingyan is not a fool, he said first Make it clear, so as not to be dug.

"Hey, Mr. Mu is very modest and cautious." It was still the young man.The young man probably has a good-willed dispute, and he may not have a bad heart, but he definitely wants to make things difficult for Mu Qingyan.

Mu Qingyan just smiled and ignored him.

Mu Qingyan didn't speak, but Chen Shiliu didn't swallow his anger. He was just cautious in front of Fu Jingchun, but it didn't mean he was afraid of other people.Chen's father is a minister of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, Jia Taibao, and a scholar of Dongge University. He holds real power and has the emperor's trust. Apart from the princes and princes, there are few people in Beijing who can compare to his family.

Seeing someone speak venomously, he immediately picked it back: "Who am I? Isn't this the third master of the Zhong family? I've heard people say that you are very good at reading books, and especially good at composing poems. It's just right, although I can't It’s okay to write a poem, but it’s okay to taste it, such a beautiful scenery, it’s better for you to write a poem, and we all appreciate it.”

The person named by Chen Shiliu was Zhong Jun. He was the same age as Chen Shiliu, and he was used to pride, but he did have real talent and learning.It's just that Chen Shiliuyi's face turned red with anger after talking on the phone at this moment, as if he couldn't bear to be provoked.

Fu Jingchun smiled, and hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "It's still early to write poetry, so I'm not busy."

Fu Jingchun was 27 and his children were grown up, so they were naturally tolerant towards Chen Shiliu.There are young people in their circle, but not many, and most of them are newcomers, and most of them are like Fu Jingchun.All of them can be called talented scholars, but few of them are officials, either in charge of common affairs, or only doing learning, or traveling in the mountains and rivers.

Fu Jingchun brought the topic to the field that Mu Qingyan is good at, so as not to be cold to each other.

That Zhong Jun probably felt that he had lost face, or felt that he was being robbed of the limelight. He always looked down upon Mu Qingyan, and when he saw the right opportunity, he said: "Mr. Mr. Mu help."

Everyone looked at him.

The man beside him said helplessly, "What's the trouble?"

Zhong Jun said: "I really need help. Didn't something happen to Tian's family some time ago? Didn't it mean that some evil slaves took advantage of the power of the master's family to make money. My mother was worried that the same thing happened in her own family, so she wanted to investigate thoroughly. After a while, I really found a few things that were inappropriate. It's nothing wrong, just deal with them separately. For some reason, a second-class girl in the mother's courtyard disappeared. The mother didn't find out what was wrong with her. She came here with no relatives and no reason, since she was a child, she sold a death contract to come in, she only said that she went out to buy pollen that day, and she has disappeared since then."

Everyone didn't expect him to tell such family secrets, so it's not a lie.

Moreover, Zhong Jun's words did arouse everyone's suspicion, and they all felt that there was something inside.

Zhong Jun smiled and asked: "Mr. Mu, can you find her?"

"If you entrust me, I will investigate." Finding someone is the easiest thing. Mu Qingyan is not curious about the missing maid, but because he has to do it in front of these powerful children.Zhong Jun used the aggressive method, but it doesn't matter.

Chen Shiliu couldn't help laughing, and explained from the side: "Brother Mu has a rule that if you want to investigate a case, you must have a client. Since you want to find someone, Brother Mu is willing to accept it. It's very simple. remuneration."

The corner of Zhong Jun's mouth twitched. He didn't expect Chen Shiliu to ask him for money: "How much?"

Chen Shiliu grinned: "For the sake of acquaintance, let's give 50 taels."

Zhong Jun was annoyed, he only spent five taels of silver a month, but he was the one who said it first, so he couldn't bargain with the other party.Zhong Jun waved his hand: "50 taels is 50 taels, but you have to find someone within three days."

"Limited to three days?" Chen Shiliu glanced at Mu Qingyan, saw that he was still, and said, "Yes, but this is not the price of 50 taels, add another 50 taels!"

Zhong Jun couldn't help but jumped up: "You need 100 taels of silver to find someone?! You think the silver fell from the sky!"

Fu Jingchun held back his laughter, and hurriedly said, "Well, let's take a step back, 80 taels. How about it?"

Zhong Jun realized that he had lost his composure, his face turned reddish, and he stopped arguing: "80 taels of silver, I want the result in three days!"