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Not long after Yan Ze's death, Xiao Yunhe's confinement was lifted. When he returned to the court, he was still in charge of the political affairs of the six ministries. Prince Zhuang was surprisingly generous and handed over the unfinished reform of the officialdom. Because of him, the two often got together to discuss government affairs and got along very harmoniously.
Xiao Yunhe is in charge of the civil service, and Prince Zhuang is in charge of the military department. Although the position of the Governor's Mansion is still vacant for Shen Yi, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two men seem to be talking out of the same nostril, and the power of deploying troops lies in Shen Lie's hand. , Although Prince Su is leading the troops, without his brother's approval, it will be much more troublesome to mobilize troops.
Your Majesty, this is obviously reducing his military power. Anyway, the system is here. If you want to continue to serve the court, the official position is still yours. If you feel unwilling, there will always be someone who can replace you.
The prospects are somewhat worrying.
¡°Coupled with these trivial matters that have happened recently, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as internal and external troubles.
The white silk from the Yan family has not yet been taken away, but it is blowing in the wind under the eaves, giving off a sense of desolation and sadness. In the corridor are busy maids and women, all in a hurry, which is no longer the past. My home has become a lot more messy and unfamiliar.
Tea is boiling on the stove, but the aroma of tea is inevitably mixed with the scent of incense and candles.
Ziyu poured the freshly brewed foam for them, said to the prince, "use it with ease," and stepped aside.
Shu Ci picked up the cup and was not in a hurry to drink it. He just held it in his hand to keep it warm. "Have the people from Shuntian Mansion not found out about my father's case after searching for so long?"
Shen Yi shook his head, "There was too little evidence at the scene, and your father only said it was a woman in black. It's easy to imagine how fast those people handled the case."
She gritted her teeth and couldn't help cursing: "It's really useless."
"It's quite useless, but" Shen Yi took a sip of tea, "Yan Ze said before he died that the other party came for the bronze fragments. I guess, nine out of ten, it will be Xiao Yunhe."
"Xiao Yunhe?" Shu Ci raised his eyebrows, "Why is it him again?" This man seems to be obsessed with doing bad things. From the first time they met, Shen Yi was plotted by him and was in a panic. Later, he pursued him during the hunting. Now He even sacrificed his father's life, so what was he trying to do?
"Is he also looking for this fragment?"
Shen Yi nodded: "As far as I know, including the previous Lu Quan case and the beaten Mr. Qin we met in Wankou Village, they were all committed by his men."
"I remember you said that the Bronze Lin is a divine object that can subvert a country and change its dynasty. Isn't he looking for this thing to plot rebellion?"
"Yes, that's the blame." He tapped the table impatiently, "I also mentioned this when I wrote the book, but Shen Hao didn't take it to heart at all, and wasted so much of my writing."
It took me a long time to realize who Shen Hao was, and Shu Ci couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
¡°This is probably the only person in the world who dares to call the Emperor by his real name.
"Maybe you think it's useful to keep him? After all, after Xiao Yunhe became the chief minister, he traveled around all day long and did a lot of decent things. Compared with a certain prince, he was much busier." Seeing him squint. Looking at himself, Shu Ci held his chin, "Why are you glaring at me? I'm not wrong. I'm not afraid of being treason by others. What are you afraid of? This tells the emperor not to be anxious"
She spoke smoothly, but before the second half of the sentence came out, she suddenly thought of something and her face darkened unconsciously.
Her biological father was an eunuch, and it was indeed difficult for her to accept this reality in a short period of time. Seeing Shu Ci's eyelids drooped and worried, Shen Yi couldn't help but reach out and touch her face as if to comfort her.
¡°I didn¡¯t expect my father to be such a person¡± Shuci raised his head and sighed softly, ¡°And in the end, I didn¡¯t even know who my mother was.¡±
"Silly girl, it doesn't matter who your parents are. As long as you know who you are, that's fine." He let go, "You live your life, and it has nothing to do with them, so why bother worrying about it all day long."
Although this sounds heartless, it is not unreasonable. His ability to see things so openly must have something to do with Concubine Chun's actions back then. Even if he has a biological mother, why should he care about whether his biological father is good or bad?
Shu Ci nodded with relief and smiled at him: "Yes."
"Listen to me and don't belittle yourself, you know?"
She felt warm in her heart and still nodded: "Yeah."
It was not advisable to stay too long during the day. Shen Yi sat for a while before getting up and leaving. However, before he walked out of the Yan family's door, he saw many servants dishing out things along the way. They didn't look like they were packing up Yan Ze's relics. It's a lot like moving.
The Yan family is fightingMrs. Chen looked at her for a long time, her lips slightly parted as if she was about to say something, and finally turned around and left without hesitating to say anything.
Yan Shuyue ran over from the corridor after seeing her go away, "Aci." She held her hand and explained softly, "Don't blame mother, she has always wanted to talk to you, but she just can't keep her face to talk. ¡¡±
"I know." Shu Ci reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes nonchalantly, and said calmly, "Don't cry. My stepmother and brother will still need you to take care of me."
Yan Shuyue couldn't help but feel sad when she thought that Yan Ze was no longer here, and became even more uncomfortable when she thought that she was no longer willing to live with them.
But just when the tears were about to overflow, she inexplicably held back, and then nodded firmly and seriously to the book.
No one can grow up forever. When the people who shouldered everything for her are gone one by one, she has to shoulder what she should bear.
Because we had to move, the servants in the yard were sorting out the debris all afternoon. The books and poems were left to get moldy in the house, sitting in the yard getting in the way. So we simply went out through the side door and prepared to go out for a walk on the street.
The sun in the evening was quite nice, neither too cold nor too hot, making her feel comfortable all over. She turned aimlessly from the alley to the street, and when she turned her head, she saw an old man in a cloth shirt looking at her in front of the front door of her house.
From time to time he glanced at the door, and from time to time he looked around furtively.
????????? Is it possible to visit the place in the clear day and prepare to be a thief at night?
Shu Ci walked over suspiciously and asked tentatively: "Old man, who are you looking for?"
"Oh, I'm looking for" The other party turned his head when he heard the sound, and both of them were stunned when they saw it.
Shu took two steps back, pointed at him with his index finger, and said in surprise: "You aren't you, Uncle Liu?"
The old man who ran away from home half a year ago and met by chance in a small mountain village. Because he had lived there for a few days, Shuci still had some impression of him. When he recalled it, his mind suddenly exploded - by the way, he said it was him. To guard Liang Qiuwei's tomb!
"Then doesn't he know her father?"
Seeing that she still remembered him, Liu Sheng nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, it's me. Hi girl, I haven't seen you grow taller for a long time." After saying that, he reached over and touched her head.
Shu Ci let him pull her hair twice, "Why did you come to my house?"
Speaking of this, Liu Sheng asked the pale things hanging in front of the door: "Who died in your family? Who are you holding a funeral for?"
This is the question she hates to answer the most these days. The expression in Shu Ci¡¯s eyes darkened, and she raised the corners of her mouth with difficulty: ¡°My dad.¡±
The moment he heard these two words, Liu Sheng's relaxed expression instantly changed to one of astonishment. He suddenly raised his head and looked at her, "What? Yan Ze is dead?!"
He took three incense sticks and lit them before the case. A few wisps of white smoke floated along the top of Liu Sheng's head to the ceiling.
He bowed three times to Yan Ze¡¯s tablet with a solemn expression before inserting the incense into the stove.
"Everything in the world is really unpredictable." Staring at the profound words in the memorial tablet, he shook his head with a deep frown, "I thought he was too busy organizing a wedding for his daughter, but who would have thought that we would say goodbye forever "
Shu Ciyuan stood aside and watched silently, unable to help but figure out a lot from this sentence.
"Uncledo you know my father?"
Liu Sheng didn't hide anything from her: "Yes, we are old acquaintances."
"Then, do you also know about Liang Qiuwen?" She felt that she might be able to learn something from him.
Liu Sheng glanced at her face and soon understood, "It seems that Lao Yan told you about the dead eunuch before he died?" After saying this, he realized that he shouldn't say such words in front of his daughter, so he paused again. Next, change the line, "the great eunuch who died a worthy death."
Fortunately, Shu Ci didn't realize for a moment that he was talking about his father. He was only thinking about his identity as the tombkeeper, "so to put it this way, when Liang Qiuwei entrusted me to my father, you also had One portion?" I vaguely remembered that Yan Ze mentioned a man named Lao Liu.
Could it be him?
Liu Sheng nodded and said, "You can say so." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com