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Lou Yan's current behavior can almost be described as frenzied. Cooperate with the Dongchang eunuch who is reviled by thousands of people, frame Zhongliang, do everything possible, and then step by step approach the ninety-five master.
Do you think that his name is not right, and you want to kill him to announce it to the world, and then gather the old officials of Emperor Jianyuan to welcome the old master back to the palace?
Could it be that he already knew the whereabouts of his tribe?
But if that's the case, in tonight's conversation, his reaction shouldn't be like this
What's more, what does it have to do with those old officials who can't tolerate the previous generation of kings in today's eyes?
Can't see the reason for his move at all.
Wen Qian suddenly felt that he had known Lou Yan for so long, but now he realized that he didn't know him at all.
"In my impression." Yang Jin saw what she was thinking, "Lou Yan doesn't seem like a person who will be impulsive, so don't scare yourself."
Wen Qian shook his head, "But no matter what he wants to do, certain things are already certain."
Overnight, she changed from an ordinary person to a wanted object of the Emperor Daqi. If people found out, not only would she die, but Yang Jin's family might also suffer.
Lou Yan is right, she really shouldn't have come to the capital.
Sure enough, the truth is always the calmest when you don't know it, and not all the truth can be accepted calmly.
Wen Qian leaned on the hollow carved pillar of the canopy bed, and said a little self-destructively: "You are the emperor's own army, and now the remnants of the alchemists who know the whereabouts of Emperor Jianyuan are right in front of youwill you arrest me and send me to prison? Maybe You can also go up two levels in a row.¡±
In the past, her understated ridicule could have contained a frivolous smile, but at this moment, Yang Jin could only hear a sense of powerlessness in her tone.
He sighed, reached out to hold Wen Qian's arm and pulled it into his arms.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You don't know anything, what's the use of arresting you?"
He was so relieved, but he thought helplessly in his heart: Even if you really hold Huizong's clues, I still can't trade you for my future
Wen Qian buried her head in his chest, thinking confusedly: "The matter of the building, are you going to"
"Don't think about these things yet." Yang Jin held her shoulders, took a deep breath, and forced himself to look less gloomy, "The most urgent thing right now is to take medicine, sleep well, and heal your leg injury .¡±
"Everything can't be done overnight. After you recover physically, we can discuss it in the long run huh?"
Wen Qian nodded slowly.
He took the medicine bowl, stirred it a few times with the spoon and put it against his lips to test the temperature.
The decoction had been left for a while, and it was already lukewarm. Yang Jin handed over the spoon and watched her drink it obediently, "However, you must remember to keep the secret." His voice was extremely low, "Besides me, I can't let anyone else know."
The implication was that Yang Jian, Mrs. Yang, and even Lang Xu couldn't say anything.
This is a matter of life and death, and Wen Qian also understands the importance of it.
As for Lou Yan, Yang Jin had no choice but to be wary.
His motives for entering the palace were impure, but he couldn't tell the truth to Emperor Chengming, because once Lou Yan's identity was exposed, it would only be a matter of time before Jin Yiwei found out about Wen Qian.
He had to think of a way to get the best of both worlds¡ªbefore Lou Yan acted.
Either stop it, or draw from the bottom of the pot.
*
In a blink of an eye, it is June, and the sprouting branches and leaves in spring have grown out of control into a dense shade, swaying coquettishly in the hot wind.
Ever since Wen Qian's leg disease relapsed, Yang Jin let her recuperate at home obediently. Girl, she avoided talking about it with a wink. Even Yang Jin would only chat with her about trivial matters when he came back every day.
Wen Qian could feel the haggardness behind his smile, so many times he tacitly cooperated without asking.
In midsummer, there is a kind of hustle and bustle in the mansion. The lotus pond is full of flowers, and the fragrance is overflowing at night. The summer worms, who were so anxious by the heat, screamed loudly at night, as if they could yell out a mouthful of blood at any time.
Wen Qian has always been insensitive to objects like insects. Yang Jin woke her up two or three times in a row when he was having a good dream at night. Grass, before entering the house, check the underside of the bed for her before she dares to go to bed.
theIt's disrespectful, if he died on the way to Jingnan today, he wouldn't have to be displaced later. "
Yang Jin said calmly: "When two armies are at war, there are only winners and losers, so why shake hands and make peace?
"He may be a good man, but a good man is not necessarily suitable to be an emperor."
Somehow, Wen Qian suddenly understood what the down-and-out monarch had said before.
¡ª¡ªA gentle person is invincible.
He was afraid of being charged with killing his uncle, but his uncle didn't mind forcing his nephew to death.
The royal bloodline is sometimes so cold and fragile in the face of power, vulnerable to a single blow.
Therefore, in those days when he remained anonymous, he reflected over and over again, and learned from the experience of his grandfather and uncle why he would lose this fight.
Since ancient times, the emperor has had the modest title of "lonely man", and it is very appropriate now that he thinks about it carefully. Although he has not betrayed his relatives, the building has collapsed and he cannot support himself alone.
But even so, there are still a group of people who are willing to leave their homes and follow him in troubled times, abandoning their wives.
They can even give up their entire family for him, and devote themselves to him alone.
After figuring this out, Wen Qian slowly understood those who had heard the drowsy sad spring and autumn:
"In this life, there are many people who cannot be let down, so you have to live well."
*
I don't know if it was because the weather was too hot, but Cao Kaiyang, who had been a demon for more than half a year, suddenly stopped. As the civil servants dared not speak out, the number of impeachment memorials dropped sharply. Here, a rare scene of peace appeared in the court hall.
Just when everyone thought that the turmoil was about to subside, the crisis finally caught Xia Ri's tail.
Wen Qian felt that her eyelids were twitching when she got up early that day. A black jackdaw stood by the window, and the maid who served her broke a teacup as soon as she entered the door.
Everything is not a good sign.
The maid bowed to admit her mistake. She sat in front of the dowry and looked out the window carelessly. The sun was in the sky, and the morning light shone on the earth with great lethality.
? Yang Jin and Yang Ge went to the court as usual, and they were not on duty today. It stands to reason that if there is no major event, they should be back in the afternoon, but there was no news until evening.
Mrs. Yang was still drinking tea in the living room at first, but seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, she finally couldn't sit still, and followed her to the courtyard to look around.
At about three o'clock in the morning, there was finally movement on the long street. The noise was mixed with scattered footsteps, exaggerating the ominous premonition in the subconscious to the extreme.
Wen Qian's thoughts were indeed confirmed. Yang Ge was always half-supported and half-lifted and dragged back. Yang Jin frowned and supported his upper body.
This posture is not very good, it is exactly the same as that of Peng Dingzhou back then, Mrs. Yang's first reaction was to be beaten, and she was about to faint on the spot, but fortunately Wen Qian hugged her quickly so that there was no more patient in the mansion.
Yang Jin helped the man into the bedroom, and immediately came out to call for the doctor in a deep voice.
The ground instantly became a mess, those who fetched water, those who went out went out, the huge courtyard was not enough for these servants to run.
Wen Qian took advantage of the chaos and grabbed Shi Baichuan who was about to enter the house.
"what happened?"
The latter's forehead was sweating, "What else can I do, the old man has been ginsenged!"
"Who did it?"
As soon as he asked, Wen Qian already had the answer.
It turned out that Cao Kaiyang didn't move in secret because he was doing many evil things and wanted to wash his hands in a golden basin. He, perhaps there was Lou Yan in it, planned for a month, borrowing the recent Peng Dingzhou case, the relationship between the Yang family and the Peng family, and a cabinet just passed. A civil engineering project, instigated people to participate in a "dictatorship" crime.
This was almost Yang Jian's culprit, because since he joined the cabinet, he has been friendly with all parties, the cabinet is of one mind, and all civil and military officials respect him. It seems that the officials are happy and harmonious.
However, changing to the position of emperor is not something to be happy about.
Emperor Chengming had always been suspicious, and he was a person who could not tolerate sand in his eyes, so he immediately ordered Yang Jian and the other two cabinet ministers to be dismissed and sent to imperial prison.
When Wen Qian heard this, his nerves shivered, "Is the old man injured?"
Shi Baichuan waved his hand, "That's not true. Your Majesty missed the old days. He was released as soon as he was locked in."
She breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's just that Mr. Ge was frightened a little bit, and the others are not so lucky, and they are still squatting in prison." He shook his head and sighed, "Ning'er is in charge of Beizhen Fusi, and there is also a mess Hey, stop talking, I'll go in first!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)?I went first! "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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