"Your Majesty, I went outside to follow Master Jin today, and then I followed a carriage..." Lao Mo seized the opportunity and spoke quickly. However, he was interrupted by a bunch of official ladies.
The parents of all the candidates had a lot of resentment and dissatisfaction with Wen Jin. When Mrs. Xue helped them speak, they all expressed their dissatisfaction.
"Wen Jin is really too much! Our son has been preparing for the Holy Exam for more than half a year! It's all her fault. She kicked the exam hall and stopped the exam! It has delayed my son's future! If the exam cannot be held this time, what will happen?
You have to wait five years! You really have evil intentions!"
"Even if this exam can be held on another day, the child's mood will be affected and his performance will definitely not be as good as initially!"
"You are so selfish, you only care about your own feelings! You don't consider other people's feelings! Even if you die, you will have someone to support you!"
"It's just that my brother is despicable and despicable. He boldly admitted it when he was caught cheating. Why did he ruin the whole pot of porridge with a mouse excrement? Such a person does not deserve to be admitted to the Imperial College, let alone be admitted to the Imperial College and have Taifu Su personally
teach!"
"If you're not doing well yourself, you won't see others doing well either. This kind of person is really vicious! We should stay away from her in the future! Fortunately, their children were expelled from the Imperial College, otherwise they wouldn't have ruined our good children!"
Lao Mo is really convinced by these talkative women. Tsk, can't he just finish what he said?
Wen Jin listened to these personal attacks on her and Yu Zhen. She clenched her hands tightly, lowered her jaw, and tears rolled down one by one. She felt that there was no hope for her life. From top to bottom, no one cared for her.
Make the decision for a country. If even the king doesn't make the decision for her, what hope does she have?
Mother whispered in her ear again, Jin, stay alive, your younger brothers and sisters will be left to you!
But Wenjin has tried his best.
The counselor said in Fu Jingheng's ear: "Please give me an order to execute this woman and deprive her of the position of director of the Imperial Academy! Expell the three hundred scholars of the Regent Kingdom from the Imperial Academy to show the authority of Taixue!"
Jiang Huaizhou said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty! Please look into this matter! Your heart is like a clear mirror. Do you think political goals are above all else? You will not hesitate to destroy her hopes! You will not hesitate to make her despair! Her biggest worry in this life is her brother! She
I have been working hard to become excellent, but I just hope that the Lord will recognize her!"
"Shut up!" Fu Jingheng angrily interrupted Jiang Huaizhou. He clenched his hands tightly. He wanted to completely control the Imperial College so that the literati would only have one mouth to speak for him in the future to promote his ideas and policies. He wanted to weaken him too much.
Wenguang, an imperial decree expelled Wenguang, and now Wenguang had no reason to resist.
All he had to do was suppress the truth and not dig deeper. All he had to do was ignore Wen Jin's hot tears falling on the uppers of his boots. All he had to do was to blame the officials and their parents together.
By wrongly accusing her and blaming her, he can further weaken Wenguang.
But the pain in my heart was so painful because of her helpless tears...
Nangong Jueru saw the good show and kept wandering between Fu Jingheng and Wen Jin. If he gets this girl, it seems that she can influence several high-level officials in Guangli Kingdom!
"Yu Zhen, my sister is incompetent. It is my sister who failed to take good care of you. My sister has let my mother down. But my sister has tried her best." Wen Jin's eyes blurred, and she held her brother's hand. She originally thought that her brother could get into Taipei.
College, to fight for herself, to impress Taifu Su and Xue Xiang, and to realize his dream, but she cannot control the political situation where Fu and Wen are competing.
"Sister, Yu Zhen doesn't blame you. Yu Zhen... Yu Zhen doesn't like to study. From now on, Yu Zhen will just do business with her sister." Yu Zhen said very sensibly. He understood that his sister had done her best.
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Wen Jin didn't say anything. She didn't know if she could go home alive today. She didn't know what would happen to her younger siblings and Chang Lin in the future.
Er Niang looked down on Wen Jin with great pride.
Yulin lay in Xue Guifei's arms, begging for sweets, as if everything here had nothing to do with him, Yulin looked so innocent.
Duanmu Fu was eating hawthorn cake in small mouthfuls, feeling happy from time to time and suffering from severe morning sickness.
Wen Jin seemed to hear Si Jin crying in the carriage asking for a hug from her mother, and she gradually felt a roar in her head.
Wen Jinru was suffocated and forgot to breathe for a long time. She couldn't see where the hope for the future was. The infamy her mother bore, her brother's innocence being tainted, the big trouble she caused in the Imperial College, and the three sisters and brothers died today.
With her reputation ruined and no hope of recovery, she will never be able to defeat her mother-killing enemies, the Lou family.
Lao Mo wanted to speak again.
Fu Jingheng raised his hand to stop Lao Mo, "I don't have time to listen to you. I have more important things to do. Lao Mo, I... need to think for a moment."
Lao Mo's body trembled, and the king who always had supreme royal power... relaxed, "Hey, okay."
"Su Wenjin, breathe." After thinking about it, Fu Jingheng slowly leaned closer to his helpless little political opponent under the gaze of many people.
When Wen Jin's throat was choked and her cheeks turned red due to lack of oxygen, a slender hand reached out to her in front of her eyes. The dragon pattern on the cuff was particularly flamboyant, as if it was being held for her when she was trapped in a dark quagmire.
A glimmer of light made her feel that there was not only suffering in the world, but also hope. Although the truth was late, it would eventually come.
Wen Jin was suddenly startled, tears rolled down her eyes, and her vision became clear. She saw that her master's picturesque features had returned to the gentleness they had when they were alone behind the scenes, as if they were alone behind the scenes.
Fu Jingheng was patiently handing his hand in front of her to help her up. He said to her gently: "Get up, be good, stop kneeling, it's none of their business."
The words "obedient" made Wen Jin feel aggrieved, and his lips trembled a little. The words "never mind them" made Wen Jin feel that he had given up a lot, and even gave up an opportunity to expel his father's enemy.
"Fu..." Wen Jin suddenly became emotional. She thought she would wait for Fu Jingheng's imperial edict to execute her, treat her as a useless chess piece, and take advantage of her troubles to take away her adoptive father's position as a deacon of Dali Temple. However, she did not expect that
, he would lift her up as a political enemy in front of his officials, and he never expected that he would gently tell her to be good in such a complicated situation, "I didn't mean to cause trouble...I was wronged..."
"Yeah. I know. Get up and talk." The moment Fu Jingheng held his hand on her wrist, the delicate touch made the irritability in his heart disappear, and the many worries in his heart were no longer worries.
His adviser was right, he could take advantage of the trouble she caused and weaken Wenguang, but he was unwilling to let her suffer injustice. She had been miserable since she was a child, and he should not let him dash her hopes.
Nangong stood by and stared at him like a falcon, vowing to plunder his heart before he would cooperate with him. He knew in his heart that he should continue to keep Wen Jin cold in front of others out of protection or to continue practicing Tai Chi with Nangong.
But she was too helpless. He didn't want to be the one who completely destroyed her. His beloved Guaiguai deserved the most direct warmth from him. Although she was about to get married, he was still her lover for seventeen years.
Brother Heng, I hope she gets better and better.
At the military aircraft department, the Ministry of War had complicated expressions. They couldn't understand that your Majesty would give up such a good opportunity to weaken Wen Guang and reach out to the daughter of a political enemy.
Duanmu Fu was so happy that he didn't attract your Majesty's attention.
Lou Shucai and Xue Ning panicked.
Wen Jin was held by Fu Jingheng and stood up. In front of all the civil and military officials and foreign guests, Fu Jingheng naturally and humbly bent down to pat the dirt off his skirt and knees for the notorious little political enemy, and then embroidered Wen Jin's shoes.
He gently brushed off the mud on his clothes, then stood up and took out a handkerchief to wipe Wen Jin's tears, "Are you scared?"
"Yeah." Wen Jin nodded, "I thought that even the king would bury the truth and not make decisions with the people. I thought that Guangli Kingdom has been corrupted to the highest level..."
"It's okay." Fu Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued to wipe her tears, "Your Majesty, he did hesitate for a moment, power is really tempting. In the end, he chose to make the decision for the people, because Your Majesty, he did not want his beloved people to treat him.
Disappointed. Your Majesty, he hopes that the common people will be full of fighting spirit and have light in their eyes."
"Brother Heng..." Wen Jin's heart felt warm, as if something had been breached.
"Brother Heng once wrongly accused you of being a craftsman, which made Brother Heng lose you. He won't wrongly accuse you a second time."
"Everyone else accuses me of doubting me, but you...you believe me?"
"Yes." Fu said in a deep voice, "My lord, I believe in you, Su Wenjin."
Wen Jin stared at Fu Jingheng blankly, with hope igniting in his heart. Lord, he would not hide the truth.
All civil and military officials are confused. You... Your Majesty, are you trying to increase Wenguang's power and destroy your own prestige?! Shine the shoes of the daughter of a political enemy?! What kind of clever trick is this? Are you planning to make Wenguang proud to death?
"Zishu, help Yu Zhen up as well." Fu Jingheng instructed.
"Okay." Zi Shu helped Yu Zhen up and whispered: "Master, get up. Please have hope in the Holy Lord. Your yearning is not wrong. My lord supports justice and truth. Please firmly believe that evil will not be suppressed."
just!"
"Yes!" Yu Zhen's injured heart was gradually soothed. She looked up at the lofty monarch, and her longing for him quietly returned.
Baoyin said, "Oh, Uncle Zishu, you are a bit handsome."
Zi Shu blushed when the child praised him.
Wen Jin was confused by Fu Jingheng's gentle movements. He had always cherished feathers. How could he wipe her tears so lovingly in such a complicated political situation, as if she was not his stain or political enemy?
He was not afraid of being implicated by her.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. Her eyes were wet and she couldn't wipe them dry. Did Brother Ah-hen have some reasons why he didn't give her a status for so many years?
In the past, she would blame him and blame him, but she never considered the situation from his perspective and whether he also had difficulties...
Seeing that Fu Jingheng had stopped attacking him, Wen Guang breathed a sigh of relief. He really thought that this guy was going to blast him and his three hundred scholars out of the Imperial Academy in front of foreign guests and the civil and military officials of the court today.
Thanks to Jin'er's many years of hard work, the boy was so lustful that he even slowed down his political affairs after meeting Jin'er. He could not continue to delay and needed to arrange the marriage between Jin'er and Nangong Jue as soon as possible!
Duanmu Fu also stood up quickly and generously, helped Wen Jin dust himself off, and whispered: "Sister Wen, your Majesty has been thinking about you very much these past three months. Why did you leave him without saying a word?"
He relies on you so much, how can you let him go?"
Wen Jin didn't say anything and asked questions knowingly.
"Also, even if you still hate your Majesty and aborting the child is such a big deal, you should at least discuss it with your Majesty! Forget about aborting it, and asking your adoptive father to burn it, Your Majesty will be very sad."
Wen Jin thought of her mother, the Empress Dowager, and Duanmu Fu who had teamed up to drive her away and threatened the safety of her grandmother and younger brothers and sisters, so she took her hand out of Fu Jingheng's hand and kept a distance from the king, "
It's in the past."
"Yes. It's all over." Fu Jingheng's hand fell empty, and his heart also became empty. He pulled his wrist in front of others, fearing that Jiang Qing would see it and take a liking to it.
Jiang Huaizhou came over and looked Wen Jin up and down, and asked with concern: "Is there any injury?"
Wen Jin shook his head, "It's okay..."
Fu Jingheng's thin lips gradually lost color, and he slowly sat down on the dragon chair. He felt lost in his heart. The Chinese New Year was coming soon. She would not go home to celebrate the New Year this year. He also left the home where he had lived for many years and lived alone in Yong'an Street. In the past, he started to prepare early.
New Year goods, there is no New Year flavor this year.
Duanmu was helping the emperor along his back and said softly: "Otherwise, I will kneel down and beg my sister to stop being so hard-hearted. It would be nice to see you once in a while."
Fu Jingheng said softly: "No. Don't force her. She said she hates not being respected."
Duanmu Fu said softly: "Yes, she asked you to respect yourself. It is not easy for you to force me. It is not good to disturb your mother, the empress dowager. Your Majesty is in front of people today because she deliberately let Wen Guang go softly, and the empress dowager knows it."
, another anger. I must punish you. Sigh..."
"Yeah, I know." Fu Jingheng lowered his eyes to hide his hurt look.
Wen Jin watched Duanmu greeting Fu Jingheng and felt very sour in his heart. The New Year was coming soon. This year, he and Duanmu would prepare New Year's goods, put up Spring Festival couplets, and set off firecrackers.
In previous years, they had already started preparing New Year's goods together. This year, she was hiding around with four kilograms, and she didn't know where she would spend the New Year. There is no New Year flavor this year... I really hope to take the baby and his father's family to celebrate New Year's Eve together.
And the first year of junior high school.
She and Fu both longed for family reunion when they were young. Now Sijin cannot have a complete family...
Lao Mo saw that the relationship between Jun Shang and Master Jin had just eased, but there was a estrangement due to Duanmu's words. His heart was also rising and falling, and he said: "Your Majesty, there is something in our family that I don't know whether to say or not?
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Fu Jingheng rubbed his painful forehead: "...are you okay?"