After describing the assassination scene to Qiu Beard, he clapped his hands on the table.
"I cut off that knife first, and the cross section can prove that I cut off the head first!"
The dishes and chopsticks on the table clattered loudly as he slapped them, and A Liu's eyes lit up when he heard it: "So that's how it is."
Li Minghua said: "Do you still want to eat at the banquet?"
Xiang Qiubeard sat down and poured wine with a wine flask: "That uncle went crazy and snatched my head. I chased him all the way to Jiannan Road."
Li Minghua knew that he was going to pay homage to Li Fengan. Although Li Fengan was the eldest son of Li, he wanted to be buried in Jiannan Road before his death. The reason was that he was not worried about Jiannan Road and would move back to the ancestral grave after his children grew up.
"I saw that the uncle was crying pitifully, so he knelt down and begged me again." Xiang Qiubeard said, "I will allow him to bury the head of the man I killed in front of Li Fengan's grave. However, I have already explained in front of the grave that the killing
Xiang Yun has a long beard."
Li Minghua didn't bother to examine the truth or falsehood of his words, and sighed: "It turns out that there is such a hidden reason for my uncle's death."
Thinking about Li Minglou escaping from the way to Taiyuan Mansion at that time, thinking about Li Minglou covering his head and face and hiding in the house without seeing anyone, thinking about the young master of the Xiang family coming to the door, and the whole family having a banquet with laughter...
..
I can't imagine what kind of mood and rationality Li Minglou must have had step by step until now.
A Liu whispered: "Miss, why don't you tell your family too."
Li Minghua said: "Who can she tell?"
At home? Who can help her?
A Liu, who is now well-informed, also understands and stops talking. Suddenly he feels that the eldest lady that everyone envies is actually very pitiful.
But fortunately, the suffering is not in vain. Li Minghua picked up the wine glass and said: "To Qiubeard, as the uncle, I propose a toast to you."
Xiang Qiu Beard, the three-character name for Xiang Qiu Beard, was so excited that he picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Because it involves the personal grudge between Jiannan Dao and Xiang Yun." Li Minghua said, "The world only knows that Xiang Yun died at the hands of Jiannan Dao, not that it was you. I will tell others more."
He waved his hand to the beard: "I don't care about this, as long as the people who entrust me know it."
He didn't care whether that person was Mrs. Wu, Mrs. Chu or the eldest lady of Jiannan Road.
Li Minghua picked up the wine glass again: "Congratulations to Qiu Beard for living up to your promise."
He laughed loudly at Qiubeard, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Then will you go back to the Queen in the capital next?" Li Minghua asked.
"My wife and I met by chance, but our kindness has faded away. The knights are traveling around, but I won't go to the capital." Xiang Qiubeard took a big mouthful of meat and pointed at the wine pot, "This wine is good, let me have ten more."
Li Minghua said: "Then you want to stay in Jiangling Mansion? What do you plan to do? Join the army or work as an official?"
Xiang Qiubeard glared: "Why should I do anything to Xiang Qiubeard?"
Li Minghua ignored him and said to A Liu: "Pay the bill and return the remaining food and wine."
A Liu pursed his lips and smiled, then turned around and left.
Xiang Qiubeard said a few times: "Why are you so unjust?"
Li Minghua said: "You were entrusted by the Marquis, and if you want to thank her, it is up to her to thank you. Nowadays, Jiangnan Road is short of money. Your table can cover half a year's rations for a family of three. I have paid this money for you. It is very generous."
"
Xiang Qiubeard sneered: "What a little girl who cares about everything."
Li Minghua stood up and walked out, called to Qiubeard again, caressed her temples: "If you have anyone you want to kill, tell me."
Li Minghua laughed, glared at him and turned around.
There was a shout to Qiu Beard behind him.
"It's impossible! Where's your sister? Who was that young lady who came last time?"
"You don't need to kill him, you can just beat him up."
Li Minghua smiled and walked out without paying attention. He stood outside the door and did not walk away. A Liuxiao asked: "Are the food and wine really withdrawn?"
Li Minghua said: "If you have done it, you can withdraw it and waste the food. There is no need to add more."
A Liu smiled and answered yes.
When the two people walked out, an official came to them and said, "Miss Minghua, the officials in charge of regular subjects from all over the country are here."
Chang Ke will be one of the most important things next year, and there is no room for error. Li Minghua nodded and followed the officials to the main hall of the Yamen.
Since the announcement was made to open regular subjects, this was the biggest thing that had been done in the prefecture where Taiping was located. It was not until the beginning of the 13th year of Chengyuan that detailed preparations from various places were summarized and sent to Li Minglou's desk.
The court during the New Year's Day also became busy.
"It can start in March at the latest." Jiang Liang read the news discussed in the court to Li Minglou. "According to Madam's request, we will try to expand the selection scope as much as possible, but it is strictly prohibited to recommend general selection."
Li Minglou nodded: "It's not that it's impossible to have a general list, it's just that it's not suitable now. After three to five years, when the whole world is on the right track, we can select people in various ways."
Jiang Liang responded and said with a smile: "This has already made the world excited. There have been a lot more articles and poems about Madam recently."
Li Minglou sat back and smiled: "Write about me? What do I have to write about?"
"Madam, you have written a lot." Jiang Liang said immediately, "Madam has done so many things. Nowadays, everything in the world is inseparable from Madam, from scholars, farmers, industry and commerce..."
Jiang Liang counted on his fingers, then looked at Li Minglou and sighed.
"It has been almost ten years since Madam suppressed bandits in Dou County. Madam has done too many things in the past ten years."
"Even if I don't write about these things, my wife's beauty can still be written about differently all year round."
"This is something I don't know or am familiar with, Madam. If I were to write it, I would know more about it than they do."
The more Jiang Liang talked about it, the more excited he became. He was really moved and prepared to write some poems and songs himself.
Li Minglou laughed: "Forget it, you can't do what I asked you to do. Why don't you find a few people to help you? You can concentrate on writing articles and poems for me?"
"Madam no longer needs me to use my pen as a sword." Jiang Liang immediately shook his head with a smile and spread his sleeves proudly, "Just one Chang Ke can make all the scholars in the world serve as Madam's sword."
He took out a stack of poetry and article brochures.
"Madam, the one who writes the most praise articles and poems is Southeast Road."
This time the Changke was opened, only for the prefectural capital that had been fully consolidated. Two years ago, Qi Shan fled back to Southeast Road and was killed by his in-law Sun. Qi Shan's body was presented to the court, and at the same time, he also held the southeast
The power of Tao.
The Sun family has deep roots in Southeast Road and the people are convinced. Although Li Mingyu personally leads the troops, various measures are implemented slowly.
"But things are different now. Those intellectuals are starting to speak out."
"Soldiers and horses cannot raise swords and guns against the people; they can use their words as swords and guns."
"If the status of a noble family is to be higher and more stable, it is inseparable from scientific examinations, official positions, and prestige in the court."
"Now that Sun and others have blocked their way of survival, they will bite people."
"The poems and songs praising the wife and the slang songs cursing the Sun family have been circulated among the people of Southeast Road."
"Wait until this year when the official list will be published, the names on the gold list will be named, the emperor will ask for advice, be given golden flowers and new robes, and parade through the streets astride a horse."
Jiang Liang twisted his beard and smiled, his older but more energetic face shining brightly.
"This is the day when Sun will die on Southeast Road! Moreover, it is very likely that he will die at the hands of his own people."
For example, Sun's in-laws.
Jiang Liang speculated enthusiastically, and even wanted to go to Southeast Road himself to help them.
"Don't even think about going out." Li Minglou interrupted him, "Just live well in the capital."
Jiang Liang responded happily: "I listen to Madam. I will be wherever Madam is."
I wanted to write a letter to Liu Fan right away when I got back, letting him know that my wife was reluctant to leave the capital, which showed my status in my wife's heart.
He thought of Liu Fan, and Li Minglou also thought of other people outside.
She asked: "Han Xu, how are you doing lately?"
After killing Xiang Yun, Li Minglou was in a hurry to return to Beijing without seeing Han Xu. He was taken care of by Li Mingyu. Afterwards, Li Mingyu asked him if he wanted to go to Beijing. Han Xu refused and wanted to leave. Of course, Li Mingyu refused and asked Li Minglou for instructions.
Li Minglou did not let Han Xu forcefully enter Beijing and asked Li Mingyu to send him back to Linzhou.
She did not write a letter to Han Xu, but only asked someone to send him one sentence: "Linzhou will be handed over to you."
Han Xu did not respond or resist and went to Linzhou.
In the past two years, he has never had any official correspondence with the imperial court, but Linzhou has carried out all the orders issued by the imperial court.
Jiang Liang smiled and said: "It's still the same. I heard from Zhongli that I have a new hobby this year."
Li Minglou asked curiously: "What is it?"
Jiang Liang said: "Grow flowers."
It's sustenance and escape. Li Minglou can understand that for Han Xu, there is really no way to face the fact that he committed regicide, and he is unable to change everything.
"As long as he doesn't seek death," she said, "he can do anything. Let Zhongli and Guihua take good care of him."
Madam is really more affectionate than Jin Jian. Jiang Liang sighed in his heart that Han Xu is useless now and still treats him so well.
"How is Wu Ya'er?" Li Minglou sat up and asked, "Where have you been recently? I haven't written back for some days."
The lady was really a passionate person, Jiang Liang was very moved, and he missed her since there was no news from Governor Wu for seven or eight days.
Although there is no need for him to write any more letters now, he is also paying attention to the movements of these people for his wife.
"Years ago, I was on Henan Road and settled in Songzhou." He said, "The inspection document I sent back last time said that I was going to visit Southeast Road."
He pointed at the map beside him and smiled.
"Director Wu is watching the world for his wife, walking from north to south."
Li Minglou smiled: "I couldn't go out, so he looked over for me. When I came back, I asked him what I didn't do well, and I would change it."
Jiang Liang laughed: "Madam is right, what Governor Wu saw must be the most real. Listen to him and you are right."
The palace maid came in to announce Yuan Ji's arrival, and Jiang Liang stood up to leave. When he walked out, Yuan Ji was still standing at the door, looking at him.
"Master Yuan, go in." Jiang Liang said, then realized, "Are you waiting for me? What's going on?"
Yuan Ji glared at him: "What nonsense did you just say in there? Why did you just listen to Governor Wu?"
Jiang Liang smiled and said: "You don't understand this. What I said was that Governor Wu was right, but what I actually said was that Madam was right. In Madam's eyes, the Governor was right. To say this is to praise Madam."
Yuan Ji really didn’t understand and felt dizzy after hearing this. Who was right?
Jiang Liang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't even think about the thoughts of children like this. You can't understand it."
After saying that, he walked over with a smile.
Yuan Ji looked at his back and frowned, why couldn't he understand? It's inexplicable!
...
...
The spring rain seemed to have started falling in the middle of the night. Li Minglou could vaguely hear it in her sleep, but she slept deeply and did not wake up. When she opened her eyes in the morning, she felt the real moisture.
She sat on the bed and looked at the patter of rain outside the window. The spring rain came very early this year.
She thought of the time she wrote to Wu Ya'er asking if it was raining in Xiangzhou.
She couldn't help but smile when she thought of this, then should she ask if it rained where Wu Ya'er was now?
"Madam, you are awake." The palace maid heard the commotion, raised the curtain, and said with a smile, "Governor Wu is here."
Huh? This sentence is the same as it was then.
Could it be that she is still sleeping now? Then there is really Wu Ya'er in this dream?
Li Minglou tilted his head and looked outside the palace maid curiously. He saw the curtains fluttering in the wind, and there was a familiar figure looming.
Really!
Li Minglou stood up and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"
Wu Ya'er saw the woman coming out from behind the curtain. She had long black hair, bare feet, and her eyes were like stars, smiling at him.
"I suddenly wanted to see you," he said, "so I came back early."
This is different from the last dream, Li Minglou thought, the palace maids gathered around her and wrapped her in a robe, "Madam, it's cold." "Madam, be careful of the wind." The words were really heard.
Li Minglou came back to his senses and felt the freshness of the water and the warm fragrance of the palace ladies.
It's not a dream.
Li Minglou thought that yesterday Jiang Liang said that Wu Ya'er was going to Southeast Road. Now that he appeared in front of her, he could only turn back in advance.
"What's wrong?" she asked quickly, "What happened?"
Wu Ya'er slowly walked over, stood in front of her, and stretched out his arms to hug her.
He murmured above her head: "Did you also have a dream?"