Long Xiao wipes Qingfeng

The last time Zhong Shuo finished looking through the account book, he placed it with him, which happened to be convenient for Xiao Jiu to check the account.

Xiao Jiu flipped through the account book at random, and found the crux of the matter directly, "The appropriation by the imperial court here does not match the actual appropriation." Xiao Jiu pointed the appropriation record in the account book to Zhong Shuo.

Zhong Shuo said, "The amount allocated by the imperial court every year is more than the total amount recorded in this booklet?"

Xiao Jiu said: "Yes, Changhua changed the military law five years ago and increased the funds allocated to garrison troops in various places, but the account records are still the fixed figures five years ago, and the extra items should not be able to intervene, yes It went into Shen Yu's pocket."

He handed the account book to Zhong Shuo, touched the handle by the way, and immediately pretended that nothing happened, and did not look at Zhong Shuo, as if he was not the one who played the hooligan.

Zhong Shuo also pretended not to care, took the account book and said, "Shen Yu colluded with Liu Yan, and Xiang Zhu was used as a shield...Your Highness, I believe that what His Highness said earlier is correct, if you check Xiang Zhu, you can get involved by the way." Out of Liu Ye, Shen Yu is deeply rooted, and this move can cut off some of the branches."

Xiao Jiu said: "Liu Xie is Shen Yu's main source of wealth, so if Liu Xie is brought out, Shen Yu's arm can be cut off before the Hu people invade."

Zhong Shuo slowly calculated, "It's just that Your Majesty may not be interested in the west. After all, there has been no war for many years. In order to gain military power, we suppressed the barbarian's eagerness to move this time. His Majesty may not be willing to move if he is seriously ill."

Xiao Jiu smiled and said: "He has been an emperor for many years, obsessed with women, and has been lazy in political affairs for many years, but he still can't tolerate one thing-power is shaken. If Xiang Zhu is given the title of self-proclaimed king, the emperor will How would you be furious?"

Zhong Shuo said, "I'm afraid Xiang Zhu doesn't have the guts."

Xiao Jiu said: "Naturally he has no guts. The emperor is the most suspicious. At that time, if the intention is obvious, the emperor will not tolerate him."

Zhong Shuo straightened out his thoughts: "There must be witnesses and evidence for the military salary. Xiang Zhu doesn't know much about the law. He must have not understood the fixed amount of military salary when he took office. That's how Shen Yu calculated it. It is also far from the court funds recorded. When Xiang Zhu handed it over to me, he hastily added the flowers for weapons. The newly added handwriting can be discerned by the small officials of Dali Temple. The minister is often in the army. I saw it yesterday. However, the weapons sent to the soldiers must be old, that is to say, Xiang Zhu either couldn't explain where the new weapons were, or he hoarded them privately."

Xiao Jiu was simply stunned by Xiang Zhu's stupidity, "Here, it's hard for him to give him the handle."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Xiao Jiu said: "Then I'll go back and write a note, saying that Xiang Zhu was greedy for the army's salary and intends to rebel. Naturally, it will be easier to find witnesses in the army. The entire barracks are witnesses. The people on Shen Yu's side can take the opportunity to get rid of them together."

Zhong Shuo said, "Yes, killing two birds with one stone is just right."

A few days later, Yanjing, night

Xiao Gong has been doting on the Yu family sent by Emperor Yongmu for a long time, and he has to stay in her yard every day. The palace people in the Chonghua Palace are discussing whether the Yu family has poured the ecstasy soup on His Highness to coax His Highness. Don't even look at other women.

Songyan is making a bed for Xiao Gong, strictly speaking, it is a soft couch.

Xiao Gong's so-called luck is nothing more than sleeping on the couch in the pine smoke house every night, without the warm and fragrant nephrite that the palace people speculated, and playing songs every night.

On the first night of entering Chonghua Palace, Songyan was going to sleep on a soft couch, but Xiao Gong stopped her, saying that she was Xiao Jiu's person and should treat each other with courtesy, and that ruining her reputation was already a pity for her, and she couldn't be true. After wronging her as a woman, since that night, Xiao Gong has been sleeping on a soft couch, and Songyan feels sorry for her, so she makes his bed every night, which can be regarded as a repayment.

After Song Yan spread out the soft couch, she went to the outside to call Xiao Gong who was reading a book, Xiao Gong immediately asked the servants to retreat, and followed Song Yan into the inner room.

Today, Song Yan was uncharacteristically, and stepped forward to help Xiao Gong when he was taking off his clothes. Xiao Gong only smelled a faint scent of rosin. When he was surprised, Song Yan whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, Lin Ye has a letter."

Xiao Gong raised his hand in line with her movements, and lowered his voice, "What did Miss Huang say?"

Song Yan took off his outer robe for him, and then went to unbutton his girdle. The two figures were reflected on the window paper by the candlelight, as if embracing each other. The woman fell apart at the first touch, and was unwilling to have more contact with him.

Feeling a little regretful in Xiao Gong's heart, Song Yan unbuttoned his inner shirt, and said: "The Jiang family will help His Highness, the Household Department has a major event a few years ago, Your Highness please be wise and protect yourself."

Xiao Gong said: "Okay, Concubine Shen Gui is about to give birth, and from tomorrow onwards you will just call her sick, there is no need to go to pay her a visit." These words were for Song Yan's sake. Now that I am in labor, I will stop making noise.

Song Yan bowed his head in agreement, prepared the clothes he was going to wear tomorrow, and then went to tidy up.

But on the second day, it snowed heavily, and Songyan's original fake illness turned into a real illness, but he escaped a catastrophe.

Concubine Shen put down the medicine bowl in her hand, and asked Zhai Xing: "Is she really sick? Didn't she recover well a few days ago?"

Zhai Xingdao: "When the newspaper came up in the morning, the maidservant went to see it, and said that the fever started at night, and now I can't even get out of bed. His Highness invited the imperial doctor to see it, saying that it was excessive worry, heavy thoughts, and infection. When the wind and cold came, they sent out together.”

Concubine Shen Gui was very angry, "Those who didn't know thought she was tired of serving the prince, and Gong'er took care of her, and even hired an imperial physician."

Zhai Xing said: "It's just that the empress has to find someone else for her plan."

Concubine Shen Gui said: "There are many women in this palace. Let's pass it on to Mrs. Liu Guiren today." Furious, she was supposed to be dealt with, but her mother's family was only downgraded.

Reaching for the stars led the order.

Shen Guifei poked the charcoal fire in the hand stove with a silver spoon, straightened her temple hair, and waited for Mrs. Liu Gui.

It also snowed in Linye, and it was bigger and colder than the capital city, but the charcoal fire in the room was always sufficient, and it even got a little hot after staying for a long time.

A few days earlier, Zhong Shuo had already informed Zhang Canjun, who was in the army, and let him take a breather in the army, so that it would be convenient for the court officials to investigate, and he properly kept the account books and other things, so he can rest in peace today.

Xiao Jiu changed into plain clothes, and only used a silver hairpin on his head to pull his hair. The silver hairpin is still the simplest style, with a small purple flower inlaid on it. It was made by Xiao Jiu pestering Zhong Shuo yesterday. After drawing the pattern, let Zhong Shuo use silk flowers to make a similar elephant flower.

Seeing that he was dressed in white, Zhong Shuo changed into the cleanest one, put a cape on him, and stuffed the stove before going out.

There is a barren mountain outside Linye City. There are no guards on the mountain, and there are not many trees. It snows and the mountain road is not easy to walk.

Xiwen and Songzhu stayed at the foot of the mountain, while Zhong Shuo followed Xiao Jiu up the mountain.

Xiao Jiu had never been here before, and he was not familiar with the mountain roads. The two walked zigzagging for an hour before reaching the top of the mountain. Xiao Jiu put down the cloth bag he had been carrying, took a small hoe from it, and started digging at the hidden place on the top of the mountain. pit.

Zhong Shuo didn't know what he wanted to do, but he also helped dig. It took a long time to dig a half-man-deep hole. After a short rest, Xiao Jiu took out the brocade box containing the bracelets from his sleeve pocket, and put the upper layer The wooden board was removed, and another clay pot was brought out, and the gray powder in the brocade box was gently poured into the clay pot.

Zhong Shuo: "!"

Those gray powders are ashes.

Xiao Jiu carefully sealed the clay pot and put the pot in the dug grave. He took off his cloak and planned to fill it with soil.

Zhong Shuo pressed his hand, put the cloak back on him, and said softly, "Your Highness, let me do it." He took the shovel in Xiao Jiu's hand, filled back the excavated soil, and found some stones , A tomb was built, and it looked beautiful.

Xiao Jiu watched from the side with a smile on his lips, Zhong Shuo turned to look at him again and asked, "Your Highness, do you need a monument?"

Xiao Jiu said: "No need, the nameless wild grave is also good."

Zhong Shuo hesitated and said, "Your Highness..."

Before he could ask, Xiao Jiu said, "It's my mother."

His tone was calmer than sorrowful, Zhong Shuo had never seen him like this, he said: "It's the empress, I'm rude." After finishing speaking, he bowed respectfully to the grave which didn't have a tombstone .

Xiao Jiu also knelt down with him, and after kowtowing, Xiao Jiu said with a smile: "If my mother is still alive, she must like you."

Zhong Shuo said, "I don't talk too much, and I'm very bored. I'm afraid the empress will dislike me."

Xiao Jiu got up and pulled him up too, "My mother likes a good child like you the most, unlike me, who was naughty when I was young and always made her angry."

"The Empress has planned a lot for His Highness, so she naturally loves His Highness the most."

"I know," Xiao Jiu looked at the Yumen Pass in the distance, and said, "I am her only hope, and she only hopes that I can grow up safely."

Maybe it's the intrigues in the deep palace, too much step by step, the child who lost his mother is afraid and frightened, hates and cries every day and night, but it's been a long time, nearly twenty years have passed, his grief has been smoothed by time, only The rest is calm, as if the wind and rain have never come.

Zhong Shuo said: "His Royal Highness is fine, and is safe now. The empress must be happy to know."

Xiao Jiu said with a smile: "Yes, I will leave the palace, so my mother will be happy."

Zhong Shuo really wanted to touch Xiao Jiu's face and tell him that he will be with him in the future, but he couldn't. He tried his best to restrain his movements, but suddenly he heard Xiao Jiu say, "Beining, I'm so cold, hug me."

The snow in the Western Regions fluttered, covering Xiao Jiu's eyebrows and eyes, and quickly melted, leaving a little water mark on his eyelashes, replacing the tears that had dried up long ago, and the wind lifted Zhong Shuo's clothes. , got into his neckline—it was indeed too cold, the two people in the world had to hug each other tightly to withstand the severe cold of the whole winter.

There is no one in the barren mountain, Xiao Jiu is not a prince who harbors hatred, Zhong Shuo is not a subject of a family, they are just a couple of lovers in heaven and earth.

Zhong Shuo took two steps closer to him, and hugged him very lightly like a snowflake that was about to melt.