Everyone's eyes followed Xiao Mubai's finger and all looked at Zhao Xingwen.
Xu Wenlan only knew that there was such a thing after Xiao Mubai mentioned it.
He remembered that day in Mingxiang Garden, but he just said something casually. Zhao Xingwen's eyes lit up, he cupped his hands and thanked him, and said: "Thank you for reminding me."
Xu Wenlan walked to Zhao Xingwen and lowered his voice and asked, "I just said it casually that day, but you really asked your mother to come forward?"
Zhao Xingwen was still a little dazed when Xiao Mubai suddenly pointed at him. Then when he heard Xiao Mubai criticize those relatives and denounced his mother as a weak woman, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth...
At this moment, Xu Wenlan walked up to him and asked. Zhao Xingwen rolled his eyes at him angrily and cursed: "Go away, she had already come out by herself when I went back."
Most of the people secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sighed in their hearts. Fortunately, they did not go to Zhao Mansion to cause trouble that day.
However, the faces of those relatives were extremely embarrassed and ugly.
They looked at each other with guilty and complicated expressions.
Did they denounce it that day? Denounced!
But in the end, even they themselves couldn't figure out who condemned whom...
But Zhao Xingwen was indeed chased, beaten and scolded by them, not to mention that Xiao Mubai had already made it clear.
They must be going to Zhao Mansion too.
"Xiao General Zhao, it was the little people who didn't listen to your kind words and caused you to suffer so much. I'm really sorry." A relative had already walked over and knelt down.
Seeing this, the rest of the people also walked over and knelt down one after another to apologize.
Zhao Xingwen and Huo Wenshu quickly helped them get up.
After being depressed for so many days, the scene of the rat scurrying around was still fresh in my memory.
At this moment, Zhao Xingwen was finally able to stand upright in front of them with his head held high and his chest held high. Zhao Xingwen was very happy and couldn't help but sweat for them: "My mother's temper is a bit hot. When you went to the Zhao Mansion..."
Zhao Xingwen paused and sighed: "Just, bear with it..."
Everyone bowed again to show that it was right, and it was their fault.
The remaining people watched Xiao Mubai walking towards Kong Changhui, and shouted anxiously behind him: "His Royal Highness King Mo should not be arrested."
Xiao Mubai turned around and reassured them not to make any noise: "Since I have come to plead guilty, Mr. Kong must be detained in accordance with the law. In this way, I can also ask my father to judge, so that the young Marquis can clear his grievances and return to the capital."
The people outside the hall were not willing to comply: "Young Master wants to be released, but His Highness King Mo should not be arrested..."
Xiao Mubai had already turned around and walked towards Kong Changhui, saying to him, "I think the stone room where Ah Chu lived before seemed pretty good."
Kong Changhui finished his tea and watched the play. He cooperated with Xiao Mubai and asked the official to hold him down with his backhand. He stood beside him with a look of understanding and whispered: "The official has already prepared for the prince... "
Xu Wenlan looked at the pretentious scene between Kong Changhui and Xiao Mubai, and sneered beside Bingwen: "You said that Xia Chu and Mubai are really good at playing. One goes out, and the other goes in again, which only makes us unaware. You're so sentimental, you're just worrying about it in front of me."
Bingwen glanced at him and said with a hint of superiority in his tone: "You are the one who has no idea, I still know a little bit..."
Xu Wenlan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Bingwen, just wait. Given time, I won't miss him."
Bingwen raised his chin, with a smile on his lips. Just as he was about to say yes, someone among the people outside the hall suddenly made a suggestion: "We can also jointly submit a letter to plead with the emperor on behalf of His Highness King Mo. .”
"yes!"
"That's a good idea."
"My shop sells paper. Take a walk and pick a big one from me."
"But I can't write..."
"Oh, it's okay. It's the same as expressing your feelings by pressing your fingerprints!"
After a while, the people who had been crowding outside the hall and calling "His Royal Highness King Mo" all dispersed following the few people who had just come up with the idea.
Xu Wenlan looked at the empty hall, blinked, and asked Bingwen, "Are these your people too?"
Zhao Xingwen and Huo Wenshu also walked over immediately. After hearing his question, Zhao Xingwen waved his hand: "How is it possible? They all followed him without looking."
But Bingwen put his hands behind his back and walked towards the door, softly saying: "Yes."
Xu Wenlan rolled her eyes at Zhao Xingwen and sneered as she passed by him: "Innocent."
Shi Zhongfei also walked over, hesitating at Zhao Xingwen for a long time, and finally sighed, shook his head and caught up with Bingwen and Xu Wenlan.
Upon seeing this, Huo Wenshu shook Zhao Xingwen's hand and comforted him: "They are too smart. I think the same thing as you."
Zhao Xingwen pursed his lips, then pulled Huo Wenshu along and chased him. While chasing, he asked Bingwen's back: "Hey, what about the guy who just came over to apologize to me? Isn't he also one of yours..."
The sunshine was just right at the end of the day, and the sky was a tile-blue color.
The silvery light of the snow reflected the sky and the earth, and even the houses looked like reliefs on white marble.
Snow flakes with a wet smell accumulated on the trees beside the road. The brittle poplar branches were bent by the snow. The crows looking for food spread their wings and jumped among the trees, and suddenly fluttered off the branches. The snow is falling.
Shi Zhongfei watched Bingwen pause in front of a tree branch that had just fallen, frowning, and then leaned over and said beside him: "Now that the young master has washed away his grievances, he will return to Beijing soon, and you are still like this Why are you frowning?"
Bingwen raised his head and glanced at the sunlight. It was so brilliant that he couldn't look directly at it. He squinted his eyes slightly and sighed: "The sky has finally cleared up..."
Xu Wenlan pushed him from behind: "Hurry up and go, don't be pretentious, go back and sweep the couch to greet him, and look forward to your young master's return to Beijing."
Bingwen laughed out loud, and Xu Wenlan said the same thing. Although everything has just begun, Xia Chu is coming back after all...
"Why didn't Mr. Jie come to Dali Temple with you?" Zhao Xingwen led Huo Wenshu and followed them. He suddenly remembered that Mr. Jie Ji Ming seemed to be the only one missing today.
"Master Jie, as the Minister of Rites, was supposed to welcome His Highness King Mo back to the palace today. Now that he is in prison, he must report to the Emperor in advance." Xu Wenlan said jokingly.
He had listened to Xu Wanjun talk at home for so many days, and now he knew the situation in the court and the factions well.
"Hey, let's celebrate first and wait for Mr. Changhui to reconcile while drinking?" Zhao Xingwen grinned.
Xu Wenlan turned around and said "tsk": "Your cousin is in jail and you are anxious to death. My Mubai is in jail, and you still have to celebrate with wine. Who is this..."
(End of chapter)