Superintendent of Li, on duty room.
With a "snap", a slap slapped his cheek fiercely, and a red mark appeared on his face, like an unremoved makeup. Shen Jue didn't hum as if she couldn't feel the pain. She only said, "Foster father, calm down," and hurriedly knelt on the ground. His forehead was pressed against the ground, and a cool coldness from the cracked floor tiles spread to his limbs.
"Shen Jue, you are so courageous!" Weide paced back and forth, his face flushed with anger, "Your wings are hard, our family can't control you! You don't even have a voice, you leave the capital privately, and take a fan with you. Son, kill Liu Guizang! Although the surnamed Liu is a chaotic party, he pays a lot of gifts to our family every year. Our family promises that his Dongchang will not interfere in the affairs of the rivers and lakes. You are good, as soon as our family turns around, you will Hit our family in the face!"
"Foster father, listen to the boy's explanation!" Shen Jue took a few steps on his knees and kowtowed back, "A month ago, Dongchang received a secret report from Liuzhou, saying that Liu Guizang summoned the world's martial arts, intending to rebel! The boy did not dare to delay for a moment, Starry night, go and catch Liu Guizang!"
Wei De sneered again and again, his withered face wrinkled layer by layer, like a shrunken tree bark, "What's the matter, our family still has to thank you? Can't we help you to ask the saint for merit! Shen Jue, you bastard!" The more Wei De spoke, the more angry he became, he stepped forward and kicked Shen Jue ruthlessly. Shen Jue was kicked to the ground, and the black gauze hat on his head rolled down. He picked up the hat and put it on, and knelt back to his original position. place.
"What a rebellion, what a firearm, don't think that our family doesn't know about the good things you did!" Wei Delian drank several cups of tea, pointed at Shen Jue and scolded, "A few days ago, Liu Guizang's direct wife committed adultery. You didn't spread it out! What kind of personal grudge do you have with him? That's fine. It's not a big deal to vent your anger on your own. Our family thinks you're a scheming person, and you won't be in trouble because of a little personal grudge. Okay. , Okay now, the dignified Dongchang Admiral, inexplicably ran to Liuzhou, didn't let a fart, and killed Liu Guizang! If this matter is stabbed to the front and those sour scholars are caught, what do you want our family to do? manage!"
"Foster father, Liu Guizang pays tribute every year, if you want to investigate it, you can find out! It's really inappropriate for the adoptive father to protect a chaotic party. Last month, a scout from the East Factory came to report and found Meng Jian's servant in Liuzhou. , I am afraid that is to investigate this matter. Although the child is to avenge his personal revenge, he also puts the safety of his adoptive father in the first place!
Just think, Liu Guizang's beheading conference invites the world's martial arts to participate in the meeting. What kind of spring and autumn brushwork is Zi Yanguan? Even if Liu Guizang has no intention of rebelling, he will definitely not escape the name of rebellious Jianghu in the ears of Long Live. Besides, the boy was worried that the news was wrong, so he deliberately pretended to be a Garan assassin. No one knew that it was Dongchang. The child is reckless and should be punished. I ask the adoptive father to rest his anger! "Shen Jue kowtowed again, the forehead under the net towel was blue, and soon it was a little red, and blood stains the size of a needle was printed on the floor tiles.
"We see that you have no remorse at all!" Weide remained unmoved. He sat on the black-painted golden throne and looked down at Shen Jue on the ground. Although Shen Jue was kneeling, her back was still straight, like a lonely Xiao Xiao Fengzhu. Weide frowned imperceptibly, and said lazily, "You kid, you have always had big ideas, our family can't control you. Well, our family is old, and we don't have so much time to play with you monkey cubs. Shen Jue, pack up your things and go back to the cold palace."
Shen Jue didn't move, as if he was frozen in place. After a while, he straightened up and made a big salute to Weide.
"The child is incompetent. Although he has been by his adoptive father's side in recent years, he has not been able to share his worries. In the future, the child will not be able to follow his adoptive father's side. I hope the adoptive father will take care of his health and not be dragged down by the affairs of the court. Meng I insist that this person is very ambitious, and I hope my adoptive father will be more careful. May the adoptive father be safe and healthy, and the child... retire!"
Weide's hand holding the tea cup trembled, and some tea foam splashed out, soaking the embroidered python's knees. He sat still, watching Shen Jue bow his head slightly, with a sad face on his face, walked back on his knees, was about to get up and left, stretched out his hand unconsciously, and shouted, "Wait!"
Shen Jue was shocked and stopped.
At this time, footsteps came from under the window lattice, and a little eunuch said outside: "Eunuch Wei, Long Live Lord, please come over."
Weide was stunned for a moment, then got up and went to the window, and asked, "Do you know why Long Live called me?"
"I don't know." The little eunuch hesitated for a while and said, "However, looking at Wan Sui's face, it doesn't seem very good."
Weide looked at Shen Jue and asked suspiciously, "Long live, do you want to ask you about the execution of Liu Guizang?"
Shen Jue shook his head: "At present, no one knows that it was the child who did it. But..." Shen Jue took out a book from his sleeve and gave it to Weide, "My adoptive father will read this book carefully on the way, maybe he can save himself from danger. "
Wei De took the book in surprise, looked at Shen Jue for a while, and walked out the door with his sleeves.
He didn't see that in the shadows, the sadness on Shen Jue's face peeled off like the mottled gold paint on the copper incense burner, and finally returned to indifference without sadness and joy.
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Weide bowed and walked into the Zhaoren Hall. The Zhaoren Hall was the place where the emperor read and criticized memorials. Along the wall, there were book grids as tall as people, densely packed with blue and black booklets. He is a good reader, and the booklet here contains several erotic pictures, which outsiders do not know. In the middle was a rosewood flat-top desk, with some memorials and documents stacked on top of it, and the emperor would just throw it away and someone would sort it out.
The emperor sat on the backing chair with a rather hesitant expression. The little eunuch standing beside him winked at Weide. Weide felt a little nervous and bowed down tremblingly. In the past, the emperor had to support him. Today, for the first time in the world, he didn't say a word. After he had finished a set of etiquette, he lost this memorial at Weide's feet.
"See for yourself."
Wei De picked up the memorial, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, and the cold sweat ran down his spine. Before he finished reading the memorial, Weide screamed and fell to his knees, crawled to the emperor's dragon feet, and said, "Your Majesty is clear! This old slave has nothing to do with that Lao Shizi Liu Guizang, this Meng Jian is bloody. What kind of old tribute, what kind of gift, are all unwarranted things! This old slave has served His Majesty all his life. Don’t you know what kind of person this old servant is? The Jianghu people who fight and kill are entangled together!"
"Meng Aiqing's family has been loyal and good for generations, why did he want to accuse you of colluding with the chaotic parties in the arena? His servant saw with your own eyes Qian Zhengde, your subordinate, and Liu... Liu or something eating, drinking and having fun together!" The emperor almost said angrily. Without saying a word, "Big companion, you are confused!" The emperor pointed to the papers on the case and said, "Look, these are all your papers! Dali Temple Shao Qing Zuo Lanjiang, Hanlin Academy student He Siming, and the Ministry of Punishment Shang Shu Ye Zhi, and even Mr. Dai Shengyan, who had resigned from his old age and returned to his hometown, Mr. Dai! Mr. Dai has always been clean and honest. He said that you had something to do with the Xie family's demise nine years ago... Of course I know that you will not commit such a monstrous calamity, but I have to Give an explanation!"
Weide shuddered, and shiveringly took out the book from his sleeve, "Long live, long live, please read this book before making a judgment!"
The emperor took the book and looked at it ten lines at a time.
While wiping the sweat from his forehead, Weide said, "This old slave has absolutely nothing to do with this Liu Guizang! If there is any connection, it was also reported by a spy from Dongchang. Since last month, Liu Guizang has been found frequently with Nanman. Contact seems to have a bad intention. The old slave does not want to wrong a good person, so he has to check it carefully. But a month ago, Dongchang suddenly received a secret report, Liu Guizang issued a Jianghu order, calling all corners of the world to Liuzhou. More The spy said that Nanman also disguised himself as a martial artist and rushed to the conference. Fearing that he would gather a crowd to rebel, he sent his unfilial son Shen Jue Xingye to Liuzhou to execute Liu Guizang on the spot!"
The emperor was furious when he heard this, "This little Jianghuxiao dares to collude with Nanman!"
"Long live, I don't know, this Liu Guizang's mother is a southern barbarian." Weide wiped his old tears and continued, "The treason is a big deal, I would rather kill 10,000 by mistake than let 1,000 be spared! There was no conclusive evidence, so Shen Jue had to cut the mess with a quick knife. Then Liu Guizang called the martial arts people in the name of beheading the Jialan Assassin Nameless Ghost, and the old slave secretly ordered Shen Jue to pretend to be the Jialan Assassin, ostensibly to rescue the unknown Ghost, in fact, Liu Guizang was executed in secret. Fortunately, Shen Jue lived up to the public's expectations and beheaded the thief. Later, Dongchang found more than 300 fire cannons in Liujia Villa! Long live! There are only five hundred fire guns!"
The emperor was so angry that his hands and feet were trembling, and he read the memorial over and over again. When he turned his head and saw Weide was still kneeling beside him, he was crying, he quickly helped him up, and said, "My dear friend, I'm the one who blamed you! It's that Qian Zhengde who eats the inside and out and brings the tired companion!"
Weide nodded again and again, "Long live, don't worry, the old slave must take good care of this dog slave when he goes back!"
"If there is punishment, there is also a reward," the emperor knocked on the table, "Shen Jue has done a good job this time, so it's time to reward and reward. Coincidentally, there is a man named Zhu Xia next to Concubine Li Ai, who looks okay, Concubine Ai is in me. The pillow wind was blowing several times by the side, and she wanted to match her with a sweet person. Shen Jue was a very old child, even though he had been stabbed, he had to have someone who knew how to take care of him. Let's make them a pair! Give it to Shen Jue, so that Zhu Xia can also serve by Concubine Ai, the best of both worlds."
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The sun's shadow slanted westward, and the golden sunlight shone in, pulling Shen Jue's shadow on the ground into a single, slender strip. Wei De forgot to close the door when he went out. Every now and then, a little eunuch and a little palace maid would pass by the door of the duty room with a tray, and when they saw Shen Jue kneeling on the ground, there were many discussions.
Shen Jue lowered her head and put her hands on her knees, motionless, like a stone sculpture. He could understand the chatter of the eunuch and the palace maid, but his heart was already numb, and no amount of gossip could stab fresh blood. He only felt a little cold. It was clearly June, and the main palaces in the Forbidden City were all prepared with ice cubes. He is the Admiral of the East Factory, and there are corresponding divisions. But he still felt cold, and the cool wind pierced his heart.
He remembered that many years ago, when he was still Xie Jinglan, he had just worshipped his master, and he had just learned that his so-called father didn't even know what he looked like. In order to comfort him, Xia Houlin hugged him in the garden and told him: "When you are sad, just hug him."
He closed his eyes and tried very hard to recall the hug and Xia Houlin's voice. Slowly, he seemed to really feel that Xia Houlin was hugging him hard, his hand was behind his shoulder, and the warmth of winter charcoal came from his palm.
It's worth it, it's all worth it, as long as Xia Houlin is doing well, it's worth it. He slightly curved his lips, and a tear slid across his cheek, fell on the floor tile, and shattered into thousands of drops.
There were hurried footsteps, and Shen Jue recognized that it was Weide. He wiped away the tears from his face and made a sad expression in his eyes again.
The skirt of the python robe brushed Shen Jue's arm, and Weide saw that Shen Jue was still kneeling on the spot, "Ouch" and helped him up.
"You child, why are you so serious? Our family doesn't tell you to get up, don't you know that you can get up and rest?" Weide looked at him angrily, and pulled him into the bright room to sit down.
"My son made a mistake, he should kneel and kneel for a long time to remember." Shen Jue lowered his head and said.
"What's wrong!" Weide shook his head and sighed, "It's all because of my father's financial fantasies, and the lard is blinded, and I'm thinking about such petty profits, and I'm wrong to blame you! Fortunately, you killed the thief, or else Our family will also be dragged into the water by him!"
"It's my son who has overstepped and made his own decisions. He will never dare to do so again. I beg his adoptive father's forgiveness." Shen Jue said, and was about to kneel down again.
"Jue'er, do you know why the father fell in love with you at first glance and pulled you out of the cold palace?" Weide stood up, the sky was getting dark, the lights were on again, Weide smoked through the wings of the cicada. Looking at the dim lights outside with the same soft smoke, it seems that I have seen an unreal past.
"Because your son rescued you under the horse's hoof that day?" Shen Jue replied.
"It's not because you saved the life of the father, but because the father is in you and saw the father himself." Weide rubbed the tourmaline bead in his hand and said, "Long live before the end, it's just a personal dislike. The prince who hates the dog, let alone the insignificant little eunuch like me. I am like the grass on the side of the road. Anyone who sees it can step on it. But I am not reconciled. You can make it through. You see, God has mercy on me, long live the throne, and I have become a unique character in the Forbidden City. Ju’er, in the paddock that day, what I saw from your eyes was my unwillingness back then!”
"Even if you have Lingyun's ambition, without the foster father's cultivation, how can Shen Jue be today?" Shen Jue brought the tea cup to Weide.
Weide took the tea cup, patted Shen Jue's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Do well, kid. You're not Qian Zhengde's group of people who can't support the wall. Slave, I have already recognized it, so what's the point of it? We are the same people, I am old and tired, and sooner or later I will let go. In the future, all of this," Wei De looked around at the Sili Supervisor and smiled at Shen Jue "It's all yours."
Yes, it's all mine. Under the brocade pipa sleeve, Shen Jue's fingers were stretched blue.
Shen Jue lowered his head, Weide couldn't see the sneer on his lips and the haze in his eyes, he could only hear him say softly as always: "Father, you will live a long life. As long as your son is by your side, A little eunuch who spreads the word, I will be satisfied."
Before the palace gate was locked, Shen Jue left the palace. Fang Cunzhen had been in the Shen residence for a long time, and when he saw Shen Jue rushing back, he raised his eyebrows and greeted him. He turned his head away, and his body became more and more bowed, and he just pretended not to see it.
Shen Wenxing brought the towel, and with a sad face, dipped his face in warm water and gently ironed the red marks on Shen Jue's face. He didn't know how many times he scolded that old bastard Weide.
"How's the medicine?" Shen Jue asked while cleaning her hands.
Fang Cunzhen smiled happily and presented a small box of lobular rosewood.
Shen Jue took the box and opened it. Inside was a small pill and a prescription copied on rice paper.
"Professor, this is the sample and prescription of the antidote for the half-July month." Fang Cunzhen nodded and said, "I have tried it on the medicine man, and now they are all alive and kicking, and they can eat four bowls of rice in one breath!"
"Are you sure?" Shen Jue asked.
"Of course! How dare the villain lie to you!" Fang Cunzhen swears and swears, and at the end, he says with a wide-eyed smile, "This medicine doesn't have a resounding name yet, so please ask the supervisor to give it a name."
Shen Jue looked at the pills in the box and was silent for a long time. The black pills the size of the thumb knuckle shone with a jade-like sheen under the lamp, like an obsidian that had washed away the dust. Finally, Shen Jue whispered, "Let's call it 'Bliss'."
"Good name! Good name!" Fang Cunzhen praised repeatedly.
"But," Shen Jue closed the wooden box and said with a bit of a headache, "We must not let Wei De know about the existence of bliss. How can you be good with so many people in your Zhuangzi?"
Fang Cunzhen rolled his eyes, took a few steps closer, and said, "The mouths of dead people are the most reliable. Lord, if you don't do it again and again, it's better to set them on fire."
"Good idea." Shen Jue said indifferently.
Fang Cunzhen felt that he had offered Shen Jue a good plan, and nodded again and again.
"What about you?" Shen Jue rolled his eyes and landed on Fang Cunzhen, cold and ruthless.
Fang Cunzhen was stunned for a moment, and the frosty hairs on his back grew densely. He was dumbfounded and stammered: "Prov... superintendent, what do you mean?"
"Fang Cunzhen, do you think our family is a fool?" Shen Jue chuckled mockingly, "You have already contacted the buyer and are ready to deliver tomorrow. Unfortunately, they are all dead now."
Suddenly, billowing black smoke rose from the west, and someone outside the courtyard shouted, "The west of the city is on fire", which was the direction of Yaoren Bie Zhuang. Shen Jue set up a pergola and looked up at the sky, and said, "Your idea is very good, and our family has already followed it. You are right, the mouth of a dead person is the most reliable, so you should die too."
A fanzi appeared behind Fang Cunzhen unconsciously, covered his mouth, a cold light flashed on his neck, and Fang Cunzhen's body quickly went limp. Shen Jue lowered her head, her eyes fell on the small box, and she stretched out her hand to outline the patterns on it, every inch of it was deeply entwined.
"Pass my order, immediately, hunt down the nameless ghost of Qiye Garan. Remember, don't hurt him one bit."
Shen Wenxing said hesitantly, "Then Eunuch Wei's side..."
"Deeply hide it from him." Shen Jue said gloomily, "Let our cronies capture Xiahou Lin, and the rest of the East Factory must not intervene. As for the other assassins of Jialan, kill or arrest them, and leave none of them. Only in this way can confusion be created. Audio-visual, don't make Weide suspicious."
"I'm afraid Young Master Xiahou will misunderstand your intentions."
"No," Shen Jue rubbed the sandalwood square box, "his mother will tell him that he has a chance of survival, here with me."