Xiao Wei died in the prison of Dali Temple, but how he died is unknown.
However, his death was sudden and the state of his death was extremely tragic. When the Minister of Dali Temple got the news and rushed there, he was so frightened by the sight that he was speechless for a long time.
The dignified prince died in the prison of Dali Temple. No matter how he died, Dali Temple cannot escape responsibility.
Although Emperor Chengxing hated Concubine Liu Guifei and said that the emperor broke the law and the common people were guilty, his son died inexplicably within the supervision of Dali Temple. It was impossible not to be angry.
The Minister of Dali Temple couldn't argue. He couldn't find out how Xiao Wei died, and he couldn't say that Xiao Wei committed suicide out of fear of crime. Even if he knew that someone was behind it, there was nothing he could do, after all, no one would believe him even if he told her.
Emperor Chengxing was a fool who did foolish things. Because of the death of that scholar-bureaucrat, Xiao Wei was sent to the Dali Temple Prison. And because of Xiao Wei's death, the minister of Dali Temple was accused of dereliction of duty and was dismissed from his post and investigated.
In one fell swoop, the person behind him lost three of his claws. Even if his vitality was not severely damaged, he was still caught off guard.
It was August, and the weather was a little cool. Because of these things, the people behind him actually stopped.
But even if it subsided, Xiao Ci and others did not dare to breathe a sigh of relief. After all, that man was like a dog infected with the disease. He would bite anyone he saw, and he might be planning how to deal with Xiao Ci and Prince Rui's Mansion behind his back.
On the fifth day of August, the weather was cool and not too hot, so Xiao Jingchuan escorted Song Qinghuan to Hongfa Temple in Qianfo Mountain.
Xiao Jingtong and Xiao Jingrou followed.
Song Qinghuan had not been to Hongfa Temple for many years, but Hongfa Temple remained unchanged as he remembered it. Masters wearing cassocks came and went, and the scent of sandalwood was everywhere.
As soon as they entered the temple, a little novice monk, who was about the same age as Xiao Jingtong, came to guide the way. The half-year-old child had two deep dimples when he smiled. He said the Buddhist inscription and said, "Donor, please come with me."
After passing through the magnificent hall and going around to the back hall, they stopped in front of an inconspicuous room. The young novice chanted another Dharma call: "Almsgiver, please help me."
Xiao Jingchuan nodded, then pushed the door open first, followed by Song Qinghuan, Xiao Jingtong and Xiao Jingrou.
As soon as you enter the house, you can see several rows of memorial tablets. There are Yun family members and Song family members on them. There is a long-bright lamp burning on the incense table and an incense burner. The incense sticks on the incense burner are only half burned.
Song Qinghuan's eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but shed tears. What was on display was the case of the Yun family collaborating with the enemy, and the innocent people who died in vain.
The Yun family was raided, and the Song family was also raided. Although these people were buried in peace, there was no house to enshrine the memorial tablets, and the crime had not been cleared, so they had to open a room in Hongfa Temple.
, being worshiped with incense.
Song Qinghuan knelt down on the futon, Xiao Jingtong pulled Xiao Jingrou and knelt down together. Xiao Jingchuan lit incense and distributed it to everyone, and then said: "Father said, now we can only tolerate the elders and juniors to live here for a while, and wait."
In a few days, when things calm down, you can go home."
Xiao Ci was very thoughtful. He not only collected the corpses for the Yun family and the Song family, but also thought of enshrining the memorial tablets. He did what Song Qinghuan thought of, and he also did what she didn't expect.
Song Qinghuan raised the incense stick to the top of his head and bowed three times to the memorial tablet in front of him. Then he stood up, rubbed the incense stick into the incense burner, and said, "Brother Chuan, thank you."
The matter was ordered by Xiao Ci, but it was Xiao Jingchuan who started to handle it.
Even the tablets placed here were all written down by him one by one according to the names on the family tree. Although they are not related by blood, it can be seen that he has put great care into them.
Xiao Jingchuan took the incense sticks from Xiao Jingtong and Xiao Jingrou's hands, rubbed them into the incense burner one by one, and said, "Mom, you are so polite. This is what a son should do."
Song Qinghuan didn't say anything, and only took a deep look at Xiao Jingchuan. Who would have thought that just a few years later, that sullen little boy would actually become warmer and warmer as he grew older. His whole body was like the sunshine in March, warming the people around him.
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After worshiping these tablets and coming out of the house, the quirky Xiao Jingtong breathed a sigh of relief and asked cautiously: "Mom, can we go have a vegetarian meal now?"
Xiao Jingtong didn't have much feeling about the death of so many people in the Yun family's collaboration with the enemy. At first, she was saddened for a while when she learned that the brothers who taught her boxing and kung fu were all dead. After that, she also
Forgot it.
After all, she is not very old, and these people are not close to her.
This time I came to Hongfa Temple with Song Qinghuan, firstly to accompany Song Qinghuan, but secondly for the pastries produced in Hongfa Temple.
After all, Song Qinghuan couldn't be as generous as a child, but he didn't want to dampen the children's interest, so he said, "Let Brother Chuan take you there. I want to go for a walk."
Xiao Jingchuan asked: "Mother, are you okay?"
Song Qinghuan forced a smile: "I know that the deceased is gone, but I just feel sad in my heart. It's nothing. Anyway, I don't have much appetite. You take your two sisters to have a fast meal and keep an eye on them. Don't let them cause trouble. I
Walk around, I'll be waiting for you outside the mountain gate in an hour."
When Xiao Jingtong saw what Song Qinghuan said, he immediately changed his mind and said, "Mom, I'm not going. I'll accompany you. What's so delicious about this vegetarian meal? It's without oil or salt. It's not as delicious as the one in our house."
Xiao Jingrou, who had always done evil things with Xiao Jingtong, also nodded repeatedly: "I won't go either, I also want to accompany my mother."
Song Qinghuan knew that the children had good intentions, and felt warm in her heart. She chuckled: "I don't want your company. You are so noisy that it makes my head hurt."
Xiao Jingtong's mouth flattened and he was about to protest when Xiao Jingchuan said: "Then my son is taking his sisters to have a vegetarian meal. My mother is taking Sister Taxue and Sister Mai Qing with her. If anything happens, someone will come look for me."
Song Qinghuan nodded and said, "Go ahead."
Then he watched Xiao Jingchuan and two little girls go to the dining hall of Hongfa Temple to have a vegetarian meal.
It wasn't until they were far away that she said, "Princess, why don't you go for a walk to the life-release pond? I remember that there were several sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted there. It's autumn, so I think the flowers are blooming just right."
Song Qinghuan was just a little worried. In fact, it didn't matter where she was going. She just climbed down the stairs. Before she had gone far, someone stepped forward and blocked her way.
The man was dressed in black, and his whole person was filled with coldness from inside to outside. He said expressionlessly: "My master has invited me."
Neither Taxue nor Mai Qing knew who this person was, so they subconsciously protected Song Qinghuan behind them.
Texue frowned coldly and said sternly: "Who is your master? Please tell me his name."
