Lao Mo immediately broke out in a cold sweat, "I dare not say that."
"Then don't say it! Swallow it back." Fu Jingheng gave him a cold look, full of disgust. He would not really get drunk and make Lao Mo...
"No, that's not what I meant. How could you favor me? I have other things to say." Lao Mo coughed slightly in embarrassment.
"You are wearing down my patience. Why don't you also submit a challenge? Once you run away from home, I will leave the palace in disguise and go to the theater to wait for you for eight days to coax you?"
Old Mo originally planned to weigh the wording and flowery rhetoric, but because the emperor had lost all his patience and tried his best to ridicule him, Old Mo was deeply hurt. He thought that this was because he couldn't bear to ridicule Jin Zhuer, so he came to ridicule him.
Our family is here, Lao Mo almost danced for you, and then said straightly: "On the day after the tenth anniversary of the imperial grandmother's memorial ceremony, I did find that the old man's coffin board had a crack, and from the top of the coffin lid, it formed an enchanting curve.
, it cracked all the way to the end of the coffin board, as if it had received an irreversible blow. It was the slave who had it repaired by someone else!"
"...!" Fu Jingheng's heart immediately hit hard. He was almost ashamed and could not continue listening. He said in a deep voice: "Send an urgent order from the Supreme Military Aircraft Department to ask me to check the steward in charge of the records of the guest service room.
!Hurry, I will get the results tomorrow!"
Old Mo said again: "Sir... Your Majesty, would you like to take some time today to accompany Master Jin to check his pulse? If it turns out that someone has really tampered with the sleeping records, and it turns out that he is really your son, you
If you did such a bad job today, how can you do better in the future? It is difficult for a woman to recover from a broken heart!"
“What happens when a woman’s heart is broken?”
Lao Mo said, "I will remarry."
"!" Fu Jingheng came to the imperial study room and sat on the dragon chair, feeling a little restless. "I will know the results of the inside story recorded in the Jingshi room today..."
"Yes! I'll make arrangements for you!" Mo Gan immediately asked someone to handle it secretly without disturbing the ministerial office.
Fu Jingheng put his hand on his chin, and Wen Jin's words of "husband" seemed to ring in his ears again. Did he really hear it wrong...
Wen Jin has been quite quiet recently and has not leaked his secrets to Wenguang.
If the record of serving in the guest room was also framed by someone, then he must have wrongly blamed her in the past, and he needs to compensate her, and he will give her all the tenderness that he is not very good at.
"Call Liu Yingfu, come in to discuss matters!"
"Yes." Lao Mo went to introduce Liu Yingfu into the imperial study room.
Liu Yingfu entered the imperial study and handed a letter written by Wen Jin to his Majesty, "Your Majesty, please take a look at it. This is the latest and most detailed letter pirated by the Military Aircraft Department from Wen Guang's study."
Fu Jingheng took the letter, and a few short sentences on the letter came into view: The adoptive father is kind, the daughter has received the letter, the emperor is pregnant with a dragon heir, and she can conspire with the adoptive father to seize the country, the emperor has ordered people to start the flower field, Qingxi Er
He went to the granary to help the untouchables, and his adoptive father responded as soon as possible! Jin's character.
Fu Jingheng finished reading the letter, his face was covered with ice, and he fell silent.
He simply couldn't believe that the woman in the letter who called the people he cherished a pariah was the woman he loved deeply and who made love to him every night.
In the letter, she plotted against him with his father-killing enemy, and her intentions were so sinister!
His repeated tolerance and concessions had turned into hatred that was so strong that he couldn't resolve it. He clutched the letter tightly, and his heart felt as if it had been pierced by thousands of arrows.
How ridiculous I am, thinking that I have wronged Miss Wen, and intending to compensate her, and intending to give her all my tenderness, and thinking that I have mistrusted her.
Did she tell me half the truth...
Shen Zishu glanced at the letter and said softly: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I'm afraid there is something hidden. It's better for my sister-in-law to come in and clarify it face to face."
Fu Jingheng raised his hand to stop Zi Shu from continuing, "Zishu, I don't want to hear her name anymore."
Liu Yingfu knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, something big has happened in the Nanguo area of Huainan!"
Fu Jingheng's face narrowed and he said, "Speak!"
"In the past half month, the people have eaten the relief food, and their intestines have been pierced and rotten, and pus has leaked from all the orifices. The people secretly accuse you of being... an unprincipled and ignorant king! The criminal thieves send doctors everywhere to treat the people, and the people's support favors the literary thieves!" Liu Yingfu
He suddenly fell to his knees and said, "Actually, the thieves asked people to sneak into the refugees, put a slow poison in the drinking water channel, and then blocked the outlet of the water channel, causing the river water to flow backwards, flooding the relief grain with poison, and poisoning the people!
Your Majesty must not continue to favor the Wen party with dividends! Wen Jin works carefully and kills quickly!"
Fu Jingheng suddenly leaned on the back of the dragon chair, with veins on his clenched fists, "He actually killed innocent people."
Wen Jin's soft voice sounded in his ears again.
-There are bad guys trying to sow discord between us. Don't be fooled.-
-Brother Heng, I don’t know what you are wary of me about. But I swear to you, I have not betrayed you.-
-I have a clear conscience. I will never let you down.-
Fu Jingheng felt very uncomfortable in his heart. The people were in dire straits. He couldn't even rationally deal with his personal feelings with Wen Jin. In the face of the overall situation, personal feelings were not worth mentioning.
"The most urgent task is to restore the people's hearts." Liu Yingfu said sternly: "Expose the true face of the literary thieves, write a detailed letter in broad daylight, cut Wen Jin in half and burn his body in the Nanguo refugee camp in Huainan, so as to calm the people's anger and start a civil war with the literary thieves.
, take advantage of the situation and drive the Wen thief off the stage! Your Majesty, you must not be reluctant to give up on Wen Jin at all anymore, please make up your mind!"
"Liu Aiqing," Fu Jingheng slowly clasped his hands. On one side was the conclusive evidence, and on the other was Wen Jin's soft and firm voice. Fu Jingheng's head ached. As a man and a gentleman, he still couldn't bear the conclusive evidence.
I would like to believe that Wen Jin really did it. On one side is the people who are in dire straits. He must make decisions for the people and get rid of Xi Zuo for his own reputation. He seems to be torn apart. "Let me... think about it for a moment."
***
Wen Jin accompanied her grandma to beat cotton and make bedding under the morning sun until half noon. Then she left the palace to do her own business and went to the shop to keep an eye on the decoration and cultivate a relationship with Sister Ruili. Wen Jin roughly guessed who was behind her mother's case, but
Whether Sister Ruili is willing to speak up and come forward to testify is a difficult problem. After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to testify against the powerful, and then go back to Xue Mansion to discuss Yu Zhen's school quota with Mr. Xue.
A chill ran down her spine, and she subconsciously looked back at the various buildings in the palace. Several frightened birds flew away from the bird's nest, and her heart palpitated.
Before leaving the palace gate, I saw many high-ranking officials entering the palace quickly, with anxious expressions on their faces, as if something big had happened.
Duanmu Fu came from the other side of the garden and said, "Sister, we meet again. Your Majesty just talked to me for a long time and kept me in his sleeves and refused to let me out. You know your temper. If you don't bother me enough, I
I couldn’t hide anymore. My sister waited for a long time before she came to say hello to her."
"Hello, Miss Duanmu." Wen Jin nodded her chin politely. Duanmu entered the palace to tailor-make wedding clothes with your Majesty. Your Majesty's national wedding must be very grand and spectacular. My lord, please don't torment others.
Damn it. How can you tailor your clothes after all the fuss?
Duanmufu covered his mouth with a handkerchief, "Sister, is the rouge on my mouth stained?"
Wen Jin looked at her mouth and understood that she was reminding her that she and Jun Shang had kissed. Wen Jin said softly: "Besides talking about being tormented by him and Rouge, do you have anything serious to do with me?"
"Nothing special." Duanmufu was quite embarrassed. This Wenjin was a bit upright, but he was not jealous at all. He smiled softly, "I just told my sister that I will hand her a wedding invitation later. Your Majesty has already told you.
Well, when is our big wedding day?"
"He didn't mention it. Congratulations, you... are getting engaged."
"Your Majesty, didn't you mention our engagement?" Duanmufu's expression suddenly stiffened. Your Majesty, if you can get the Saint, you will gain the prestige of my father and the people's faith that the Saint represents. Isn't it worth showing off to the world?