When Feng Liao returned to the back office of Xuezhou Mansion, Yong Ruozheng was sitting on the porch drinking tea and enjoying the cool, while a young eunuch was playing a fan beside him.
"It's so hot, it's like a steamer, it can steam people!" He went straight to Yong Ruo, picked up her cup of herbal tea and drank it down in one gulp. A little eunuch standing beside him cleverly came over with another big cattail fan to fan Feng Liao.
Seeing this, Yong Ruo smiled and picked up the teapot and poured him another cup, which he drank again.
After two cups of herbal tea, Feng Liao felt better. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the scorching sun outside the eaves, and couldn't help sighing: "When will it rain?"
"This is God's business, who knows?" Yong Ruo felt that if it doesn't rain to cool down, it will really be hot to death!
It would be nice to have a weather forecast. Although the weather forecast in the previous life was often inaccurate, it is better than nothing!
I really miss the air conditioner and cold drinks in my previous life! Tears...
Although she now enjoys the treatment of the ruling class and has a dedicated fan, the wind from the fan is always hot in this weather.
"If you are too hot to panic, you might as well take off your outer shirt!" Yong Ruo said to Feng Liao. The aristocratic clothing of this era, even summer clothing, has at least two layers.
I really miss the tank top and shorts from my previous life! keep crying...
Feng Liao hesitated for a moment, took off her coat very simply, and threw it to the little eunuch standing beside her, wearing only a thin silk jacket, she sat opposite Yong Ruo.
In other seasons, he can sit side by side with Ruoruo and snuggle up.
Now this weather... forget it! Ruoruo is still wearing two layers of clothes! Don't overheat her.
The little eunuch who took Feng Liao's clothes quickly ran into the room to put the clothes away.
Feng Liao drank half a cup of herbal tea again, and then slowly talked about the trial of Wu Er and Yuan Cheng today, and wanted to communicate with Yong Ruo.
Yong Ruo asked him with a smile: "Why do you think it's your elder brother Feng Kuan instead of your second brother Feng Shi? Now, don't all the evidence point to your second brother?"
She felt: Feng Liao was not deceived by the superficial evidence, and did not directly believe that Feng Shi was instigating behind the scenes. This is simply a qualitative change!
"Because Yuan Cheng poured dirty water on me too directly."
He began to analyze his thinking to Yong Ruo: "Yuan Cheng and Wu Er's words are contradictory, so one of these two must be lying. Judging from the performance of the two during this period, more than 90% It may be: Yuan Cheng is lying.
"If it was Yuan Cheng who lied, then he knew very well that the letter in the handle had nothing to do with me, the victim. He just wanted to drag me into trouble by saying that."
Yong Ruo asked again: "Why did he drag you into the water?"
Feng Liao nodded: "Yes, why did he drag me into the water? I think this question needs to be looked at in this way: Who will benefit the most after dragging me into the water
"For Yuan Cheng himself, provoking me so much at this time is not beneficial to him at all. So the one who benefits in the end can only be the instigator behind him.
"My father is the uncle's younger brother, and he only has three sons. If the two sons born in the first place become rivals, one accuses the other of plotting to assassinate him, and the other accuses the other of framing him...
"When the snipe and the clam compete, the eldest son of the concubine will win in the end. This is a plan that kills two birds with one stone."
"The analysis makes sense." Yong Ruo nodded, and continued to act as the examiner for the thesis defense, "Is it possible... Yuan Cheng just wanted to defend Prince Ying, so he dragged you into the water? Maybe he just wanted to veto this evidence The authenticity of it is not as complicated as you think?"
Feng Liao said: "Yuan Cheng was able to plan a killing situation like that in Majia Village, and he was able to arrange a chain of gangsters to make trouble.
"If he really wants to protect my second brother, when this letter is discovered, he will not directly pour dirty water on me, but will drag Wu Er into the water. He can say: This letter is Wu Er secretly Instead, he didn't know anything about it, and then let us torture Wu Er."
"What's the benefit of dragging Wu Er into the water?" Yong Ruo asked back.
Feng Liao drew circles on the teacup with her fingers, and said while thinking: "First, you can take revenge on Wu Er for betraying him; second, you can win some sympathy for my second brother from me; third, you can make me realize : Someone is trying to provoke the relationship between our brothers, trying to make me and my second brother share the same hatred...
"Doing this is more beneficial to my second brother than directly dragging me into the water.
"Think about it. In future court confrontations, if I, the victim and my own brother, speak up for my second brother and testify for my second brother, it will be more beneficial to my second brother's situation? They seem to be biting each other, it's too strong!"
"Maybe Yuan Cheng just made a bad move out of desperation?"
Feng Liao shook her head slowly: "Yuan Cheng doesn't look like this kind of person. For a thoughtful person like him, after being arrested, he should have thought that the letter might be exposed. There will be no wrong decisions in haste.
"Besides, if Yuan Cheng really wanted to protect my second brother, he wouldn't have hidden that fatal letter in the handle of his knife and carried it with him. Could it be that he didn't think that he might be captured by mistake? Hide the letter in a place far away from the center of the storm. Wouldn't it be more secure to be safe?"
Yong Ruo nodded, feeling that Feng Liao was more thoughtful than before.
She asked again: "Is it possible... Yuan Cheng dragged you into the water just to get revenge on you?"
Feng Liao continued to shake her head: "Will revenge on me be more important than continuing to protect the person he has been desperately protecting
"He didn't confess this letter even after he was severely punished. It doesn't make sense that when he saw this letter, he suddenly felt that revenge on me was more important... If so, wouldn't his beatings be in vain?"
"If Yuan Cheng's purpose is really to drive apart your brothers, why didn't he take the initiative to hand over this letter? Isn't he afraid that this letter will never see the light of day?"
Feng Liao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Because he knew that Wu Er would tell the truth! Wu Er's confession of this letter will make this letter more authentic and credible.
"Yuan Cheng and Wu Er are both bandits from Wuhu Peak, and they have known each other for a long time. It is impossible for a person like Yuan Cheng not to know Wu Er's virtue. Perhaps, Wu Er can discover the secret in the handle of the knife. , was originally used by Yuan Cheng.
"Let's take a step back, even if Wu Er didn't confess this letter, Yuan Cheng will still have a chance to 'show his feet' in the future."
"Then what if Wu Er is the one who lied? As you said, this possibility also exists." Yong Ruo asked Feng Liao with a faint smile.
"If it was Wu Er who lied, then this letter has nothing to do with my second brother. It was Yuan Cheng who planned the assassination, and it was Yuan Cheng who led the rebellion. Who is the chief envoy? Then, who would use Wu Er to stuff such a letter in Yuan Cheng's handle and push my second brother to such a dangerous place of suspicion?"
Yong Ruo gave Feng Liao a thumbs up: "Good analysis! I have no doubts."
She thought with some emotion: Fengliao is growing up so fast! This is also good, I can worry less in the future. In her heart, a complex emotion of "the apprentice has become a teacher" suddenly appeared.
"You also think my analysis is right?" Feng Liao looked at her with bright eyes.
It looked like a scumbag who suddenly got full marks in the exam and was proudly begging for praise.
Yongruo nodded: "Yes! I think your analysis is right. However, all analysis and guesses are false, and you can only draw conclusions with solid evidence. This principle is very important."
Feng Liao squeezed her hand across the table and said with a smile, "I will."
After trying to understand the cause and effect behind the assassination, Feng Liao was not going to pay any attention to it.
He planned to go to other places to inspect the disaster relief situation the next day and continue to perform his duties as an imperial envoy.
As for the matter of tracking down the real culprit behind the scenes, it would be better to return to Beijing and leave it to Uncle Huang.
He, the victim, avoided it, so as not to be suspected of taking the opportunity to frame someone.
But that night, an imperial envoy hurried to Xuezhou.
The imperial envoy conveyed the emperor's will: Zhao Fengliao set off to return to Beijing immediately, and the new imperial envoy took over the affairs of Lunan.
At the same time, on behalf of the emperor, the imperial envoy scolded Su Mingjian, and threatened Su Mingjian: If there is any negligence, I will chop off your head and use it as a chamber pot.
Su Mingjian was covered in cold sweat from being scolded, and swore he would never dare again.
Although Feng Liao still couldn't let go of the Lunan matter, the imperial decree had been issued, and he had no room to resist it.
So, he had a handover with the new imperial envoy that day, and the next day he took Yong Ruo and set off for Beijing in the scorching heat.
On the way back, the weather was not only getting hotter, but also more and more stuffy.
In order to avoid getting sick due to the heat, they traveled in the morning and evening, and found a shady place to rest during the hottest period at noon.
Stopping and stopping like this, the torrential rain poured down before leaving Lunan.
It rained heavily for a day and a night, and then turned into light rain for more than two days.
Yong Ruo and Feng Liao were trapped in the inn, and had a drink with the shopkeeper in the inn to celebrate the great event of "the long drought meets the rain".
When the weather cleared up and the road was basically dry, Feng Liao and others continued on their way, and found that the originally languid vegetation and crops had regained their energy, and they were in a very good mood.
She felt a little regretful, but it was a pity that there was no TV or news in this era.
Otherwise, it will be immediately possible to know the extent of the rainfall and whether it plays a decisive role in alleviating the drought.
When I returned to the capital, it happened to be the seventh day of August.
After Feng Liao went back to the mansion to wash up, she went into the palace to face Sheng Fuzhi.
Yong Ruo went to touch her donkeys. After saving for more than a month, the points on these donkeys have reached nearly 10,000 points.
Looking at the increased system points, she felt very at ease: a stable income is indeed the foundation of happiness!
Yujing, who was staying in the capital, told Yong Ruo a big gossip: "Recently, many of the female relatives of the princes and nobles in the capital are pregnant! There are many people who were not happy when they were young and beautiful, but now they are half-old and young ladies, but they are old. sprouted.
"Princess Shujun, when she was young, she worshiped many gods and Buddhas and threw away a lot of money for the sake of her children. Now she is in her thirties, and she has not asked for a child anymore, but she is pregnant with the first child with the concubine's daughter-in-law. .
"Master Rongchuan is also 30 years old this year. She no longer expected to have children. She was planning to give Yibin two good concubines who are suitable for raising children, but she suddenly became pregnant. This time, taking a concubine The matter also took advantage of the situation and put it aside.
"The concubine Lin of Prince Ying's Mansion was sick for three days in the first half of the year, and now she is pregnant...
"Ma'am, do you think these things are strange?"
Yong Ruo looked at her in amazement: "Is there such a thing?"
Yujing nodded: "It's true! Now, those nobles who got pregnant by accident are guessing: Which god and Buddha did they worship to have such unexpected blessings? Regarding this matter, the people in the capital There are different opinions, and there are all kinds of opinions. The incense in those temples and Taoist temples is unprecedentedly strong."
"So, ma'am..." Yujing finished gossip, glanced at Yong Ruo's stomach, and said hesitantly, "Madam and the prince have been out together for a long time, is there... good news?"
Yong Ruo coughed lightly, and said calmly, "No."
A look of regret appeared on Yujing's face: "Then... the madam needs to take good care of her body and try to give birth to a little brother as soon as possible. Next spring... it will be the draft period."
The implication is very clear: while the concubine is not getting started, the little brother, sir, has a little advantage. Among the royal family, concubines with and without children received completely different treatment.
Yong Ruo said lightly: "Children's fate is predestined, and it cannot be forced by manpower. Let everything take its course!"
What kind of child are you having? She is not Feng Liao's wife, and she does not bear the responsibility of having children.
When Feng Liao came back from the palace, she brought back two pieces of news.
One is that the report from Lunan has been sent to the palace in a hurry: the rain has fallen in Lunan, and the drought has basically eased.
The second is that the emperor has a decree that Xuan Yongruo will enter the palace to have an audience tomorrow.