On December 13th, Lu Wenzhuo was taken to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and the emperor ordered Dali Temple, the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the Metropolitan Procuratorate to interrogate him.
On December 15th, Jin Yiwei found a secret cabinet in Lu Wenzhuo's study, and found the letters between Lu Wenzhuo and Yan Wang's son in the secret cabinet.
When these letters were presented to the emperor, the emperor was furious.
Back then, King Yan forced the palace to rebel, and the emperor almost lost his country. King Yan and Prince Yongding Hou absconded, and their whereabouts are unknown. They have not been captured until today. In addition, the emperor thought that he had cleaned up all the remnants of King Yan's party. Unexpectedly, there were still fish caught in the net, and he was still the chief assistant of the dynasty. There is collusion.
The emperor couldn't imagine that if Lu Wenzhuo hadn't been caught this time, would he and Yan Wang's son force the palace again in the future.
The emperor felt chills for a while.
The emperor couldn't help thinking of his third prince, whether Han Lingfu was only used by Lu Wenzhuo or even he had the same idea as King Yan, wanting to usurp his father's throne!
The more the emperor thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he ordered Lu Huaining to hand over all the evidence to the third division, and charged him to complete the trial before the Chinese New Year.
An important case involving such a wide range of issues was only given a mere half a month to be finalized, which was a bit rushed, but the third division also saw the emperor's attitude from this, no matter what he thought in his heart, he could only hurry up Trial.
Jin Yiwei led the order to go to the Lu Mansion again, and took all the Lu Manor and He Mansion who were originally locked in the mansion into the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.
This is for real!
All the honorable officials in the royal capital who were watching this incident were shocked. Starting from Chen Yuanzhou, all the officials involved in the incident have not been implicated in their family members. It is just that the house is under control and entry and exit are strictly prohibited. Only Lu Wenzhuo...
Jin Yiwei kept his mouth shut, and no one knew the reasons for each incident.
It's just that they all speculated whether the sudden imprisonment of the third prince Han Lingfu was also related to Lu Wenzhuo's case...
Could it be that the two colluded with each other
What about the case of the remnants of the previous dynasty since Chen Yuanzhou... All the members of the capital kept silent for fear of being accidentally implicated. Even though it was almost the Chinese New Year, the atmosphere in the capital was unprecedentedly deserted.
Although the honorable officials kept silent, the folk gossip was still spreading crazily, and it quickly spread throughout the capital as if it had grown wings. Within a few days, even Bai Muxiao, who was sent to the Zhuangzi, came from Bihen knew it.
Bihen said worriedly: "Girl, will your Highness be okay?"
The Third Prince's Mansion was sealed, no matter how you think about it, people feel that this matter is absolutely no small matter. Although Bai Muxiao kept asking Han Lingfu to give her a wife's letter, in Bihen's heart, her daughter was just acting out of anger.
Bai Muxiao bit her lower lip, her pretty face turned slightly pale. Even though she had planned to leave him, she never thought of cursing him down or making him worse. After all, he was the one she loved, and if he fell down, she would not be honored by it.
What should I do
Bai Muxiao's first reaction was to look for Han Lingfu, but then she thought that now that he has a new love, do he still need to advise him
She smiled wryly...
Bai Muxiao sat there silently for a long, long time... When Bihen almost gave up hope, she saw Bai Muxiao finally stood up, frowning slightly, and said firmly, "I want to go back Royal capital!"
She has to see him after all to be at ease! No matter what his attitude is, she just needs to have a clear conscience!
Back to the capital! Bihen and Biluo looked at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes. Naturally, the girl returned to the capital to see His Highness the Third Prince, that's great, the girl finally figured it out!
Bihen hurriedly said: "Girl, the servants are here to pack up."
Bihen and Biluo hurriedly packed up the two packages, and the three master and servant left the house. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the gate of the yard, he saw a white and fat nanny wearing a grass-green persimmon stalk pattern cut silk gown, leading several maids and mother-in-law to stop outside the yard.
"Bai Fangfei," the nanny contemptuously blessed, and before Bai Muxiao could excuse her, she stood up on her own, her eyes fell on the bundles in Bihen and Biluo's hands, and a gleam flashed in her eyes, "This It's cold weather, Concubine Bai should stay indoors, so as not to catch cold, the concubine will blame the servants for not 'serving' Concubine Bai well!"
Her tone was respectful, but the meaning in her words did not have the slightest hint of respect, and even hinted at an order.
Bai Muxiao frowned, before she could speak, Biluo said bluntly: "Huangma, what do you mean? Is it possible that our side concubine wants to go out for a walk in the courtyard, and we need your consent from Huangmao?" ?”
This Huang Momo dared to treat Bai Muxiao with such an attitude and tone, naturally not only because of the trouble, but also because of the backer behind her - the third concubine Cui Yanyan.
On the same day, after Han Lingfu said that he would send Bai Muxiao to Zhuangzi, Cui Yanyan "virtuously" sent this mother Huang to "serve" Bai Muxiao, and said that she must take good care of Bai Fangfei, Don't be lazy...
Mother Huang got Cui Yanyan's instructions, so she was naturally confident.
Every morning when the rooster crows for the first time, Nanny Huang comes to greet Bai Muxiao and help her get up; the three meals a day are either simple food or leftovers, and Nanny Huang even "graciously" cooks for Bai Muxiao, She insisted on forcing her to eat it; she even asked Bihen Biluo to be in charge of cleaning Bai Muxiao's room by herself in the name of the shortage of manpower in the village--Bihen Biluo was Bai Muxiao's first-class maid, how could she? The principle of being a rough envoy, but the Huang mother plausibly said that because of the shortage of manpower in the village, even she personally served the white side concubine and so on...
Bai Muxiao had seen these tricks a long time ago, but she laughed in her heart that the third concubine was only playing these tricks!
And this nanny Huang's arrogance is getting more and more arrogant day by day.
She glanced at Bi Luo contemptuously, and didn't bother to talk to Bi Luo, so she said to Bai Muxiao with a smirk: "Bai Fangfei, you'd better not make it difficult for your servant to wait!"
She signaled with a gesture, and those women with big arms and round waists surrounded them, and said in a rough voice: "Your servant is thick, if your subordinates are not important, please forgive me!"
Bai Muxiao has only three masters and servants here, but the entire Zhuangzi belongs to Cui Yanyan.
Bai Muxiao smiled coldly: "What Mammy said is true, I won't make things difficult for Mammy." After saying that, she turned around and went back to the house, Bihen and Biluo had no choice but to follow.
Huang Momo at the back purposely raised her voice and told the servants: "You all take care of this place for me, if a fly runs away, you are the only ones to ask!"
A mere white side concubine, with no power, no influence, and no support from her natal family, how could she find the palm of the third concubine's hand!
Huang Momo sneered and was about to go back to her room to have a good rest when she saw a little maid running over panting, shouting: "No, it's not good! Huang Momo, no..."
Huang Momo glared at her angrily, and reprimanded: "What's all the fuss about?!"
The little maid shrank back, and murmured behind Fu: "Nurse Huang, Jin... Jin Yiwei is here!"
What?! Grandma Huang's eyes widened. Before she could react, she saw seven or eight Jinyi guards breaking into the courtyard and rushing towards this side.
Grandma Huang swallowed secretly, and shouted forcefully, "You guys, how dare you break into the backyard, this is the Zhuangzi of the Third Prince's Mansion!" She puffed her chest out as she spoke.
The leader Jin Yiwei said expressionlessly: "I'm looking for Zhuangzi from the Third Prince's Mansion!...Where is Concubine Bai?" As he spoke, he raised his fists to the sky and said, "I am ordered by the Emperor to bring Concubine Bai back. Third Prince's Mansion."
How can this be done?! Huang Momo thought intuitively, the third concubine was looking forward to the concubine Bai being sent to Zhuangzi with great difficulty, how could she be sent back to the mansion so easily!
Huang Momo stood there in a daze, and that Jin Yiwei was already impatient, who would dare to obstruct their Jin Yiwei's work!
"Jin Yiwei is doing business, you slave still don't get out of the way!" The Jin Yiwei kicked Nanny Huang's heart, kicking her to the ground and screaming.
The guards in Jinyi swarmed into the yard without even looking at Nanny Huang, and when they were about to search, they saw Bai Muxiao had already walked out of the house.
The leading Jin Yiwei sneered: "Bai Fangfei, I am here by the emperor's order, please don't make it difficult for me!"
Bai Muxiao looked at him fearlessly, Jin Yiwei was nothing more than the emperor's lackey. But this time, they helped him by mistake.
Bai Muxiao continued to walk forward, and said calmly: "I won't make it difficult for your lord, I'll just go with you." Bi Luo and Bi Hen naturally followed behind her, and the two maids were all pretty and pale At this time, they don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to go back to the Third Prince's Mansion.
The Jin Yiwei were a little surprised, but it would be better for the side concubine to make less fuss, to save them the trouble of knocking her out.
After Jin Yiwei finished his errands, he left without stopping, leaving only Madam Huang staring at their backs in a trance, thinking with fear: Is this a disadvantage for her? The third concubine should not blame herself for this Come on?... Shouldn't it
While Huang Momo was restless, Bai Muxiao, who was in a green carriage at the moment, was actually not much better.
Looking at the good things today, she successfully returned to the third prince's mansion; but looking at the bad, it shows that the emperor must be serious!
This time, can Han Lingfu pass this test smoothly
Bai Muxiao's heart was heavy... The carriage was very quiet, and Bi Luo and Bihen didn't dare to disturb Bai Muxiao, and the whole car went back to the Third Prince's Mansion just like that.
Bai Muxiao got off the carriage at the second door, and saw Xiao Lizi waiting there.
Before he could speak, Bai Muxiao said, "Take me to see His Highness."
"Bai side concubine, please." Xiao Lizi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Bai side concubine stopped being angry with His Highness, with Bai side concubine's company, His Highness will always feel better.
Xiao Lizi respectfully led Bai Muxiao to the third prince's study.
The door of the study room was tightly closed. According to Xiao Lizi, the third prince hadn't come out of it for several days, and no one was allowed to enter.
Bai Muxiao stepped back and opened the door, only to see the mess in the study, while Han Lingfu was sitting behind the desk, seemingly not paying attention to her at all.
Bai Muxiao walked into the study room, the door was closed tightly again, and there was no more movement...
On December 21st, Lu Wenzhuo pleaded guilty, admitting that he had colluded with King Yan and intended to force the palace. He also said that the third prince Han Lingfu had no choice but to cooperate with him because he had inadvertently got hold of him. The Yu Nian case disrupted the court and formed a party for personal gain.
There are actually quite a lot of unknowns in Lu Wenzhuo's confession, for example, why he framed Shangshu of the Ministry of War and An Yihou and others.
But the emperor didn't want to investigate any more. If the investigation continued, if it was found out that his son was allied with Baiyue, collaborating with the enemy and treason, he might not even be able to protect him.
Although the emperor is an emperor, he is also a father. No matter how angry he is with Han Lingfu, he doesn't want his son to end badly.
Now that Lu Wenzhuo had confessed, the emperor unceremoniously put all the crimes on him. With a wave of the imperial pen, he ordered Lu Wenzhuo to be executed.
On December 23, Minister of the Ministry of War and others were acquitted by imperial decree.
In conclusion, even if there are still many people who still have many questions in their hearts, no one raises them without opening their eyes. It is good to be able to safely escape this storm.
The dark clouds hanging over the capital finally gradually dissipated.
On December 25th, on this day, the sky was gloomy.
In Xishangang, a few miles away from the royal capital, there are few people here, and there are cemeteries everywhere. At a glance, the stone monuments and cypress trees all over the mountain are indistinct, which makes people shudder.
A young man in white was walking among the mountains with a thick fox fur cloak. Beside him was a young man who was also dressed in white, but the young man was only wearing thin autumn clothes, but he moved freely and his face was rosy, as if it was not the cold twelfth lunar month.
The two walked forward at a leisurely pace, both with expressionless faces, and finally climbed to the top of the hill, and stopped in front of a stone tablet without inscriptions. No, it should be said that all the stone tablets in this row were empty. No words.
Three years ago, when he buried his father, uncle and Deputy Liu here, he did not engrave words on the tombstone, because the revenge has not been avenged, so why leave a name!
Very few people know that this is the tomb of the famous General Ruyan.
Over the years, Guan Yubai has never been here. The enemy is still at large, and he really has no face to face his relatives underground.
until today...
six years!
It has been six years since the official family died of injustice!
Today he can finally stand here dignifiedly.
Guan Yubai stared at the tombstone in front of him without blinking. The surrounding area was desolate and gloomy, overgrown with weeds, and even the tombstone was almost submerged by the wanton growth of weeds. General's Tomb...
After death, people will turn into bones, so it doesn't matter where they are buried!
This is the emotion my father often expressed to Guan Yubai when he was alive. He only asked Guan Yubai to bury his body with Guan Yubai's mother after his death. That's all my father asked for.
Guan Yubai's eyes were full of difficulty, but there were no tears, and the tears had been shed a few years ago!
Xiao Si didn't dare to disturb Guan Yubai, but silently took out a dagger, and neatly cleaned up all the weeds around the cemetery, so that the bare stone tablets reappeared between the sky and the earth.
Guan Yubai took a deep breath, took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped all the tombstones clean, then took two steps back, kneeling heavily in front of his parents' graves. Xiaosi also knelt down behind him with a solemn expression.
"Father, mother, uncle... I finally avenged you!"
Guan Yubai bowed respectfully three times, then poured a glass of sake on the grave, and then remained motionless.
At that time, he only knew that besides King Yan, there were other people who framed the official army. Because the king of Yan alone could not shake the emperor's suspicion of the official army guarding the border, and even ordered the whole family to be executed. Especially in these years, Guan Yubai had stayed in the capital for a long time, and he knew that the emperor was not a ruthless king. Back then, the emperor ordered people to take their father and son back to the capital for a trial by the three divisions, but his father died on the way. When his father died, Guan Yubai guessed that it was not a coincidence, but that someone didn't want them to return to the capital.
In addition, he himself was also poisoned, and his life and death were unpredictable. But he survived, and for the sake of blood and blood, he struggled through hell.
That year, when the envoy of Xirong returned with Princess Heqin, he ordered people to ambush him and captured Chamuhan secretly, but Chamuhan insisted that it was Chen Yuanzhou... Guan Yubai was not sure what Chamuhan said at the time Whether it was true or not, so he used the Qibi monk who had deliberately let go to test it out that morning, and finally found the real culprit.
Lu Wenzhuo, the chief assistant of the dynasty.
He clearly knows who the enemy is, but he has been patient, suppressed, and waiting...
After many years of dormancy, finally watching his hated enemy Lu Wenzhuo subdue the law, Guan Yubai didn't feel the pleasure of getting revenge, he only felt lonely and desolate in his heart.
So what if the revenge is avenged, what if the grievances are cleared, and what if you are listed in the court of fame...
His official family is full of heroes, and tens of thousands of official soldiers will never come back!
The world is so vast, but Guan Yubai feels as if he is the only one left in this world. His body is still alive, but he seems to have no goal of continuing to survive.
Guan Yu knelt there blankly.
"... You are living in this capital, and your life is like being in prison. Why don't you go to the southern border with me, and you can gallop on the battlefield.... The sea and the sky are as wide as we want..."
Guan Yubai's sluggish gaze gradually gained focus, and after an unknown amount of time, Xiao Si couldn't help but persuade him: "My lord, you're not in good health, it's cold on the ground..."
Guan Yubai lowered his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "There is still business."
Xiaosi immediately took out all the things in the bag, and spread a thick wolf wool blanket on the ground.
Guan Yubai knelt on the blanket, stroking the stele gently, and silently said to the relatives on the ground: "Father, uncle, Vice General Liu, Captain Yang... I'm here to sign your names!"
"Boom!"
Holding the chisel in one hand and the hammer in the other, Guan Yubai chiseled the tombstone in the middle for the first time, again and again, each time seemed to hit his heart, making him feel pain.
Xiao Si could only watch from the sidelines, but did not dare to step forward to help at all.
"Boom! Boom!..."
One after another, the first is the word "Xian", the second is the word "Father", and the third is the word "Official"...
Before he knew it, Xiao Si's eye sockets were filled with tears, and he couldn't help but slowly overflowed. Little Si didn't dare to let Guan Yubai see it, so he secretly wiped away his tears with his cuff, and said to himself: "It's hard to get revenge, so I should laugh! There's no need to cry! That's the girl's family." do things...
Thinking about it, Xiao Si's eye sockets were already red again.
Guan Yubai was still carving words slowly. Although his body has improved a lot over the years, he is still far from ordinary people, and the strength of his wrists is even more incomparable to what it used to be.
When he was young, although he couldn't say that he was powerful enough to lift mountains and surpass the world, he could draw three stone bows and shoot three arrows in a row. But now, he just chiseled out these three characters, and he already felt his arms were sore and swollen... Now he is just a scholar with no strength to restrain himself.
Guan Yubai shook his hands, and continued to engrave slowly, one chisel and one hammer, one stroke at a time... Watching the lines of words take shape under his hands, engraved in his heart forever...
The sound of jingling was just drowned in the gusts of mountain wind, and no one else knew it...
In the early morning of the next day, a scream resounded as if he had seen a ghost, and soon a young man in a blue robe fled. In less than half an hour, he brought back a group of young masters.
As he walked, he emphasized: "I'm really not mistaken, that must be the tomb of General Guan Ruyan!"
"This barren mountain, how could the tomb of the official general be in such a place?!" Another brown-clothed boy looked around, not believing it at all.
Speaking of the official and general, all the young masters felt a little emotional.
A generation of famous generals did not die on the battlefield, but died in humiliation because of being framed by traitors for collaborating with the enemy and treason. Even though it has been six years, it is still embarrassing to think about it now.
"I still remember three years ago when Marquis Fuling of An Yi returned to the capital, I also went to the gate of the city to greet him," the young man in white robes said reminiscently, "At that time, thousands of people greeted each other at the gate of the city. , I heard that the owner of a small wine shop took out dozens of altars of twenty-year-old wine and smashed them, just for the heroic soul of the official and general... that is really full of wine!" The young man obviously He is a drinker, and he has a greedy look on his face when he says it.
In fact, several of the young masters present went to the city gate to welcome An Yi Hou Fuling, so when the brown-clothed young master said it, everyone sighed repeatedly.
"So," the fat man seized the opportunity to interject, "if the tomb of the general is here, how can no one know about it?!" Most of these people are passionate people who respect the general, and his tomb may be The people came in droves, and even the weeds in front of the tomb were trampled out.
"That's right!" The brown-clothed man echoed repeatedly, casually stopping a farmer who was coming down from the mountain and passing by with a hoe, and asked, "Brother, do you know that there is a tomb of General Ruyan near here?"
Although the farmer was illiterate, he knew about the general. He sneered: "Here, there is no tomb of the general, but a pile of tombs of lonely ghosts!" He casually pointed to the west hill, "There There is a row of tombstones without words, and after the tomb was completed, no one came to pay homage to it, presumably they did a lot of bad things during their lifetime, and they were ashamed to leave their names!"
The young man in the blue robe seemed to have thought of something, and as if struck by lightning, he hurriedly asked, "Brother, the wordless tombstone you're talking about is the top row of tombs on the West Hill?"
The farmer froze for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right! You have seen this young man too?"
Who would have thought that the blue-robed young man shook his head, and said excitedly: "The tomb of the general I am talking about is in the top row on the west hill." As he spoke, he couldn't wait to run towards the west hill. Just now, everyone's repeated denials almost made him doubt himself, until now, he was finally sure!
That is the tomb of General Guan!
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and hurriedly chased after him. Even the farmer hesitated for a moment and followed to watch the fun, chattering endlessly: "I tell you, there is a row of tombstones without words..."
A group of people swarmed up the mountain, and when they reached the top of the west hill, these young masters who rarely climbed mountains on weekdays were already out of breath.
The blue-robed young man who ran at the front ran to one of the steles familiarly, and the others hurriedly surrounded him. Their eyes widened when they saw it. This is really...
The farmer said strangely from behind: "Huh? When did the writing on the tombstone here come?"
Before he finished speaking, those young masters were already a bit shorter, and they all fell to their knees. The fat young man murmured, "Is it really the tomb of General Guan?"
On this day, a piece of news spread word of mouth among literati, and within half a day, many literati in the royal capital knew that the tomb of General Guan was on the west hill.
Those passionate literati all went to Xishangang to worship at the same time. For a while, the cold Xishangang in the past was full of people, cigarettes were curling up on the hill, and the white paper money all over the sky filled the whole building. The mountains are dyed the same color as snow...
Heroic spirits are immortal!
A generation of famous generals who defended their home and country with their lives and blood will never be forgotten by the passage of time!