After Ouyang Lun finished speaking, he led a group of people and left.
Han Du watched Ouyang Lun disappear into the crowd with faint eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Brother...are you okay?" Han Jingyun looked at Han Du and asked worriedly.
Yao Yue also looked at Han Du carefully, and gently stretched out her hand to take Han Du's arm.
Han Du did not respond to the two of them. He raised his eyes and stared at the bright light on both sides of the Qinhuai River. He whispered softly: "The lights are shining on thousands of families, but my lonely heart is frosty. I want to break free from the cage. May I ask?
When will the thunder sound!"
The poem that Han Du recited casually was naturally not a famous line, it was even very ordinary.
But reading it out on a festive day like the Lantern Festival made both Yao Yue and Han Jingyun feel a chill in their hearts.
Although the poem is not very good, the murderous spirit in this poem is full of it!
...
It was late at night, but the lights in the royal study were still bright.
Mao Xiang tremblingly reported Han Du's news today in front of the emperor.
"Han Du and Ouyang Lun met by chance at the lantern festival. Although the two were tit-for-tat, there was no major conflict. They just argued for a moment and then left..."
The more Lao Zhu listened, the more impatient he became. He glanced sideways at Mao Xiang and said, "So, in the past few days, you still haven't found out what Han Du wants to do?"
Mao Xiang's face changed and he replied in a harsh voice: "I am incompetent."
There was no way. He had followed Han Du for several days and gained nothing at all. Mao Xiang didn't want to admit that he was incompetent. He admitted it, and the emperor was unlikely to punish him because of his past friendship. If the emperor brought it up,
, then it’s no small matter.
Sure enough, Lao Zhu just snorted coldly and had no intention of punishing him. He just said dissatisfiedly, "You are indeed incompetent. It has been so long and you haven't even been able to find out any useful information."
Mao Xiang was also very aggrieved. He couldn't get close to Han Du, so Han Du realized that he was secretly spying on him. Moreover, Han Du's life was too regular. He walked back and forth between three o'clock and one line every day. As soon as he returned home,
How can he make inquiries without even going there?
Thinking that if he didn't say something, he might not be able to pass the test. Mao Xiang thought for a moment and said: "Back to the emperor, after Han Du separated from Ouyang Lun today, he read a poem. The minister didn't know why.
meaning."
"What poem?" Lao Zhu asked casually without paying attention.
Mao Xiang quickly said the poem Han Du was chanting.
After hearing this, Lao Zhu suddenly fell into silence. After a while, Lao Zhu picked up the imperial pen and waved his hand to write the poem on the paper.
"The lights are shining brightly and the hearts of thousands of families are filled with warmth, but I am a lonely figure with a frosty heart. I want to break free from the cage. I dare to ask when the thunder will sound!"
Lao Zhu looked at it carefully for a few times, and there was some understanding in his eyes. He looked up and saw Mao Xiang still kneeling here, waved his hand and said, "Please step back."
Mao Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and left as if he had been granted amnesty.
Queen Ma came in with a cup of ginseng tea, glanced at Lao Zhu reproachfully, and said, "It's so late, is the emperor still restless?"
When Lao Zhu saw Empress Ma arriving, he leaned back comfortably and said with a smile: "Isn't my sister not sleeping yet?"
Taking the ginseng tea from Queen Ma, Lao Zhu took a sip, which was heart-warming.
Queen Ma rolled her eyes at Lao Zhu and said, "Can you compare with me? I can rest during the day if I want, and if I want to take a nap, I can take a nap. What about you?"
"My sister is right. I am busy from morning to night and have no leisure time in a day. You, the queen, are free all day long to do whatever you want. Why don't you be the emperor in the next life and I be the queen? I should also enjoy it.
enjoy."
Empress Ma was used to Lao Zhu's poor talk and didn't want to pay attention to him at all. She glanced casually and saw the poems on the table. Her eyes lit up immediately, she savored them carefully, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you are writing poems again.
Yes, but your poems are much lower than before."
Lao Zhu curled his lips and said, "How could I write such a poem? This was not written by me, but by Han Du."
"Handu?" Queen Ma couldn't believe it and asked casually: "When did he write it?"
"When I was shopping for lanterns recently, what was it like? You can't think of it?" Lao Zhu squinted his eyes and looked at Queen Ma.
Empress Ma was speechless. This was really unexpected. During the Lantern Festival, which symbolizes reunion, happiness and happiness, Han Du would write such a murderous poem.
Empress Ma originally thought it was written by the emperor. After all, it was normal for the emperor to have such murderous intent throughout his life. But as for Han Du, he was just a weak scholar. How could he have such murderous intent?
Seeing Queen Ma's silence, Lao Zhu said with a smile: "I knew this boy wouldn't give up just like that. It's true. No matter how well he disguised himself a few days ago, or how he behaves as usual, the fox's tail is still exposed now.
Yet?"
Empress Ma couldn't see Lao Zhu's unexpected pride, so she rolled her eyes at him and said: "It's just a poem. It's too much to say that he wants to cause trouble. Maybe it's just his desperation.
, what about venting his emotions? And he has done nothing these days. Is it too arbitrary for the emperor to say that he is not willing to give in? "
However, Lao Zhu disagreed with his sister and said: "This kid Han Du, when I first saw him, I knew that he would not accept his fate easily. When he was thrown into prison, he still had to think about it.
Try your best to fight for a chance of survival, otherwise he would have been beheaded by me long ago. Sister, do you think that in such a desperate situation, he can still grasp the life-saving straw. Now, although I have blocked his entry into the palace
Seek my way, but he may not be able to change everything."
After hearing this, Empress Ma laughed, curled her lips and said, "Now that he can't even see the Emperor's face, how else can he change his mind? Will the Emperor himself change his mind if this continues?"
"How is that possible?" Lao Zhu shook his head and smiled.
After coming for a moment, Lao Zhu said meaningfully: "But if you want to change, you don't have to rely on me!"
Empress Ma snorted and said disapprovingly: "If the Emperor doesn't change his mind, who can..."
At this point, Queen Ma's expression suddenly changed, she looked at Lao Zhu in shock, and asked: "Your Majesty, do you mean..."
Lao Zhu sat with a straight face and did not answer the girl directly.
Instead, he snorted softly and said: "If you want to be my consort, is it that easy? If you want to be my consort, you must at least have the ability to protect my princess. If they don't even have this ability, are they worthy?
?”
Queen Ma was speechless after hearing this. After a long time, she sighed and said, "I originally thought that I would be your daughter, but I didn't expect that it would be even more unlucky to be your son-in-law."