She asked about the key point, and Zhao Xiong seemed very satisfied: "This is where Zhao was not involved in this matter. The person who instigated him to kill was actually Lord Qian, the governor of Cangzhou City."
"Master Qian? It's really beyond my expectation!" Gong Yueyue felt incredible when thinking of the tepid Master Zhizhou who sat in the Yamen all day long.
Zhao Xiong suppressed his smile and said seriously: "It's beyond my expectation. But it is said that Yu Shuangxi has confessed everything, saying that it was because Lord Qian had a handle on him that he took the risk and risked his life for Lord Qian.
"
"Then what's Mr. Qian's motive? Why did he do this?"
"This depends on Pan Zhuqing's ability. The emperor has decreed that Pan Zhuqing will be the presiding judge on this matter, and has dispatched nearly one-third of the officials from the Yushitai to come to Cangzhou to jointly investigate the matter."
Gong Yueyue touched her belly, lowered her head and thought for a moment, and then asked: "Why not let local officials assist Pan Zhuqing in investigating this matter, but instead alert the people at Yushitai?"
Zhao Xiong looked troubled: "It's hard to say." Compared with those civilian advisers who have exhausted all their agencies, he, a military attache who has spent his life in the military, is indeed a little simpler, otherwise he would not be so embarrassed to come to his daughter-in-law to discuss matters.
Fortunately, his wife did not disappoint him. "I think... I'm probably afraid that Mr. Qian's local influence will affect the efficiency and fairness of the investigation." She didn't hesitate for long before coming to a conclusion.
Zhao Xiong thought about it and felt that it did make sense: "This should be the reason. This matter is like this anyway, it has nothing to do with our Zhao'er, so you can feel at ease."
"So dad, what are the other two things?" She remembered that Zhao Xiong had just said that Yang Guodong said three things in the letter. She hoped that the other two were still good news.
But Zhao Xiong's solemn expression made her feel cold: "The emperor is ill. Your father said in the letter that the emperor had a headache and was unable to go to court for several days. In fact, before I left Luoyang and came to Cangzhou, I noticed that
The emperor's complexion is not as good as before, and his temper is getting more and more irritable. I hope nothing will happen to him."
After hearing what he said, Gong Yueyue almost fainted out of breath. This Zhao Xiong was too loyal! The emperor's uncle had a headache and a fever, which made him very anxious! "Dad, you must worry, people eat whole grains, why not?"
Is anyone sick? Young Master Pan is so strong. He has eaten so much in the past two days that his face has turned green. Even if the emperor is the emperor, he is still a human being, not to mention that being pampered is not good for your health."
After hearing this, Zhao Xiong was not freed from his worries at all: "This is not the focus of my worries. What worries me most is that someone will take advantage of the emperor's weakness to do something that will harm others and benefit himself."
Gong Yueyue saw the gloom on his face that was different from the past, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Dad's words don't seem to be groundless..."
"Concubine Zhuang was deprived of her title and demoted to Jieyu. The banker collapsed." After saying that, seeing that she still looked confused, Zhao Xiong spoke seriously: "You may not understand why I care about this matter.
Then let me tell you that Huang Guifei, who was sentenced to death before, and Zhuang Concubine, who was demoted recently, both came from general families."
"I understand what dad means." He was suspecting that someone was secretly targeting the military attaches in the DPRK. Although Gong Yueyue was not familiar with history, she was very clear about the political phenomenon of emphasizing culture over military affairs in the middle and late Song Dynasty. She
She didn’t know which emperor or which year started the ruthless and unreasonable suppression and exclusion of military generals. Could it be at this time? But the truth she knew was a bit cruel to Zhao Xiong, a loyal general, so why not
Don't mention it. "But Dad, don't be nervous. Maybe it's just a coincidence."
"Do you think it's a coincidence?" Zhao Xiong blinked and asked, wondering if he was really being too careless.
Gong Yueyue stood up, walked slowly to the table, stretched out her hand and gently touched Zhao Changyuan's handwriting, and said leisurely: "It should be said that I am willing to treat it as a coincidence. Dad, I am a girl, I shouldn't have
It’s nonsense to talk about political affairs. But the political affairs in this world are inherently ups and downs and unpredictable. Any changes that occur are really ordinary."
He sincerely praised: "I have to say, it is really not easy for a girl like you to say such things." Privately, Mr. Liu once compared Yang Yiyi with Gong Yueyue. From the behavior
In terms of cultivation and education, Yang Yiyi, a lady from a wealthy family, is simply better than her. The two of them have the same appearance. Gong Yueyue seems to be attracted to Zhao Changyuan only because of her little cleverness. But now it seems that she is far away.
It's not just as simple as they estimated.
Gong Yueyue was a little embarrassed to be praised like this by him. She knew how much she weighed best, but it was only historical novels and historical TV series that she had watched too many times, so she could see whether it was strange or not. She rolled her eyes, half humble, half
He said flatteringly: "Actually, dad is also a very clear-minded person. You are just in it, and you can see through some things and you can't bear it."
Zhao Xiong asked with great interest: "Then tell me, if one day, our family encounters a similar accident, how should we deal with it?" He wanted to try to see how big the small clear pool in front of him was.
deep.
Gong Yueyue looked embarrassed and responded hesitantly: "This...I dare not say anything..."
Zhao Xiong smiled heartily and encouraged her: "It doesn't matter. Just tell me. It doesn't matter if you say something wrong."
She sat back on the chair and thought about it for a moment, then bit her lip and said seriously: "As the saying goes, everything will eventually decline. The current situation in our family is at the cusp of the storm. It is difficult not to be plotted by others.
…”
She still remembers Zhao Xiong's sincere and proud expression every time he heard the news of victory from Zhao Changyuan, who was fighting outside. She knew that Zhao Xiong had a sense of family honor and a fierce loyalty to the royal family that she, a future person, could not understand. So she
Be mentally prepared to accept his refutation and lessons.
But the result surprised her. Zhao Xiong did not show any anger, just smiled lightly, and then asked her: "But have you ever thought that you and your mother can live in such a comfortable environment now?
Being cared for in the house and respected outside are all brought about by those honors and status. If Zhaoer really puts aside his status and becomes an ordinary citizen, you and your children will be kicked out of the nobility.
Go out and become an ordinary person. Are you willing to accept this gap?"
Gong Yueyue replied categorically without even thinking: "If my husband lives a peaceful life and grows old with me, even if he is a woodcutter or a fisherman, I will be willing to do so."
Her words came from the bottom of her heart and were not hypocritical at all. Perhaps a few months ago, she might have considered how to maintain her standard of living in the future if Zhao Changyuan retired. But today, she is suffering from it all the time.
Amid the torment of worry and longing, her husband's life safety was her only concern.
Zhao Xiong saw the sincerity and determination in her eyes and was deeply moved: "Zhao'er has a wife like you. This life is really worth it."
Gong Yueyue also smiled: "Actually, my mother is the same." Most women in the world are the same.
"I know." How could he not understand his wife's heart?
No matter how noisy and exciting people's lives are during the day, at night, time will be like a gently flowing river, carrying everyone through their dreams. Whether it is a sweet dream or a nightmare.
In the desert, Zhao Changyuan still hugged the shirt that he expressed his heart to, and fell into a dream with difficulty. In the dream, he was still in the bedroom in Luoyang full of red rosewood furniture. In the dream, he was huddled against the wall. On the beauty's couch, there was Gong Yueyue in her arms. She was counting to herself: "One, two, two, three, three, three, two... just hold me for a while longer, don't get up, it's still early..."
In the inn not far from him, Xiao Jun was having nightmares about being chased by Xue Jiu. There was Fu Yun's looming figure in front of him. He ran desperately, but he couldn't touch her...
The bad boy had been poisoned by food for the past two days, and he was very weak. In the middle of the night, he was still afraid to fall asleep, for fear that his stomach would start to hurt again as soon as he closed his eyes.
Fang Zhiwen successfully caught up with his beloved wonton girl in his dream, and set up a street stall with her to sell wontons. In order to improve the business, he also joined a new project - fresh meat dumplings...
On the street not too far away from the Zhao family's residence, Pan Zhuqing's residence has become quiet. No matter how mysterious the agents or vicious minions are on weekdays, they are already asleep at this moment. Except for one person... …
Xue Jiu got hotter and hotter as he slept in the house, so he simply got up and walked out of the house to take a shower in the bathroom. When passing by the small garden, he was surprised to find Pan Zhuqing sitting alone on a stone table and chair, playing chess with himself.
Xue Jiu thought to himself: "You are so interested in this midnight." But he did not dare to say so. Instead, he walked forward with a smile and asked respectfully: "Master, why haven't you been here yet?" Sleep? Do you feel too hot? Do you want to get you some ice cubes?"
Pan Zhuqing did not raise his head, still staring at the chess game for a moment, and said lightly: "No, it's not very hot."
Xue Jiu knew Pan Zhuqing fairly well and guessed that he might be thinking about something, so he casually asked, "Are you worried?" Could it be because of that woman again? She is almost a mother!
"I was just thinking about that case." Pan Zhuqing's answer simply rejected Xue Jiu's guess.
Xue Jiu asked even more puzzled: "Hey, isn't the case solved? The gang named Qian is in our hands, is there any way out?"
At this time, Pan Zhuqing lazily raised his eyelids and looked at Xue Jiu: "But you and I both know that Yu Shuangxi is innocent in this case."
"That guy deserved his death, do you still sympathize with him?" Murder, violence against the police, bribery of officials... which one is not a heinous crime? Everyone who saw the case was so angry that they were gnashing their teeth with hatred, and even their hearts were hard-hearted. The iron-clad Xue Jiu also wanted to drag Yu Shuangxi out of prison and die. (To be continued)