As soon as he returned, An Qiuwan saw Liang Fanbin waiting anxiously at An's house.
After hearing that Emperor Xuan Yan summoned An Qiuwan away, Liang Fanbin hurried to An's house, and the two of them entered An Qiuwan's study one after the other.
After listening to what An Qiuwan said, Liang Fanbin said angrily: "Your Majesty, are you using the teacher as a weapon?"
"Yes." An Qiuwan nodded.
"Ah," Liang Fanbin laughed angrily, "Although there are wars nowadays, in the end, human ethics, propriety and music are flourishing, and benevolence and righteousness are upright. Wouldn't it be contrary to the way of the world and braving the disapproval of the world to just push for reform at this time?
Can his heart be filled with joy? Can a scholar's tongue be sealed? If the teacher brought this matter up, the people in the Hanlin Academy and Political Affairs Hall would probably skin the teacher alive! Success, his merits are also,
Failure is a teacher's crime, and it may even be written down by historians and be inscribed throughout the ages."
"It's not that it's so easy to please him," An Qiuwan said calmly with a cold face, "it's just that I can't guess what he wants to do. His thoughts are really difficult to guess."
"The teacher shouldn't have done it," Liang Fanbin said.
"The book he is holding is threatening me with the An family." An Qiuwan looked at him, "Zhong Hui, won't I be infamy for the whole family because of the family relocation?
"
Liang Fanbin pursed his lips and stopped talking.
"However," An Qiuwan added, "he summoned me to the palace but only talked about this matter, which puzzled me. Before leaving, I tentatively asked him how to deal with the assassination on the street last night and the Yu family matter.
He ignored me."
"Speaking of which, His Majesty has not yet given an explanation for the matter of offering sacrifices to heaven," Liang Fanbin said. "He is not a person who can tolerate others bullying him. The invasion of the northwest has not been settled for many years. Rebellions have sprung up all over the world. For a long time,
The suppression has not ceased. The matter of offering sacrifices to heaven has been bullied right up to his nose. We have not yet found out the cause of Yu He's death, and Yu Kai also died. Even last night, fifty-three pro-army soldiers, Jingwei,
He just died on the street. Now he is doing nothing and letting rumors spread all over the world. This does not seem to be his temperament."
The tea on the side had gone cold. An Qiuwan picked it up and looked down at it.
After pondering for a while, An Qiuwan said: "Other matters have nothing to do with us for the time being, but we cannot ignore the affairs of the Yu family. As mentioned before, Pan Naifeng also has an illegitimate son who is not implicated. Can he be found?"
"Yu Kai has been reluctant to say anything. Now that he is dead, I'm afraid he will never be found again."
"No, it's easier to deal with when people are dead," An Qiuwan said, "Yu Kaiding often sends people to keep an eye on the illegitimate child. You ask Lu Qianhai to find a way to find those people. Yu Kai is dead. These people have no reason.
I’ll work for him again.”
"Yes," Liang Fanbin nodded, "but teacher, last night everyone in the house, including the servants in the backyard, were taken away. Only a few gatekeepers were left in the house. They were not taken away by the Ministry of Punishment, but by Yan Yun.
Wei, so if you want to investigate, I'm afraid you have to go to Yanyun Wei to ask for someone. If they ask, then..."
"Yanyunwei?"
"Well, so many patrol soldiers died last night, Li Dongyan was very angry." Liang Fanbin said.
"Heh," An Qiuwan said with a smile, "Yes, how could Li Dongyan guess that a medicine merchant like Yu He Yukai would be related to us and even His Majesty? He took away more than this from such a merchant family overnight.
One household.”
"So what should I do now, ask or not ask?"
"No need to ask, I have always been at odds with those people and will not let them go," An Qiuwan said, "Let's find another way. You go find Lu Qianhai and you two can figure it out. I'm a little tired.
I want to take a rest."
Liang Fanbin sighed: "Teacher, please pay attention to your health."
"Um."
Liang Fanbin bowed his hands and said, "Then the student will leave first."
………………
The streets were cold and quiet, with only a few people around. Several street entrances were blocked, and only the carriages and horses of powerful families who were unwilling to take the long way around, as well as people from the government, came and went.
Another carriage passed by, and the young man in the carriage greeted Song Qingtang.
Song Qingtang looked back and ignored it. He retracted his gaze and continued to look at the empty space in front of him.
It was cold in autumn, and the blood could not be dealt with immediately. Some of it froze directly to the ground. There were also many broken round holes on the ground, which were caused by arrows.
What made Song Qingtang feel terrible was the power of the arrow.
From the angle of the fragmentation on the ground, we can determine the direction in which the arrow came from. There are three sources, east, south, and northwest.
This street entrance is very spacious, with the widest point between the two opposite corners reaching more than fifty feet. If someone wants to hide in the dark and shoot arrows, the hiding place is also far away.
The farthest side from here should be the east, but the destructive power of the round hole caused by arrows shot from the east is greater than that from the south and northwest.
It was a crossbow, more powerful than the ones he had seen in the barracks and the barracks, but it could be seen that the opponent did not have many such crossbows.
"Master, Master!"
Song Qingtang turned around and saw that it was his entourage holding the sword.
Song Qingtang turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Madam is looking for you and wants you to go home quickly," he said with his sword in his hand. Seeing Song Qingtang's description, he couldn't help but said, "Master, you haven't been home for a long time. You used to be marching outside.
There is no way to go to war. Now that I have returned to Beijing, I keep running to the military camp, and my wife is nagging you at home every day."
"I know," Song Qingtang said a little impatiently, "You go back first, I will follow you later."
"You said the same thing last time, but it's not like you didn't come in the end," holding the sword and curling his lips, "I'd better wait here for you."
Song Qingtang raised his foot and pretended to kick him: "Go back as soon as I tell you to. Where did you come from so many words?!"
Holding the sword, he hurriedly avoided it. He had no choice but to say: "That's it. The young one will go back first. Remember to come back."
"Go, go, go," Song Qingtang shouted.
Holding the sword, he had no choice but to turn around and walk away.
Song Qingtang stayed here for almost an hour before going back.
As soon as he returned home, Song Qingtang was led to see Mr. Cao by holding a sword and waiting anxiously at the door.
The other hall was particularly lively today. Song Qingtang's sister-in-law Lin and several other concubines were there. Lin's two sons and the children of several other concubines were surrounding Cao and laughing with her.
In addition to these people, there is also a guest from afar.
Ding Feng sat aside with a smile, talking and laughing with Mrs. Lin.
The mother behind Ding Feng was holding a baby in her hands and was sleeping soundly.
Song Qingtang frowned before entering the door, turned around and left.
"Come back!" Ms. Cao shouted.
Song Qingtang stopped and looked at two people.
Everyone else in the room looked over.
"Come in!" Cao said again.
Lin's two sons covered their mouths and made "gurgling" laughter. The other children did not dare to laugh, especially after seeing the look in their biological mother's eyes, they were all silent.
