On a cold night in late winter, there was a solitary lamp in the study, and a person sat alone.
It wasn't that Feng Xiuyun didn't want to add fragrance or chaos to her red sleeves, it was mainly because Xia Jingyun felt that letting Feng Xiuyun accompany him to read Su Yanyan or Yanzhi's love letters was a bit too unbecoming of a human being, so he put her back to sleep.
What the Su family said in their letter was not very profound, because they didn't dare to tell anyone about the truly profound things, let alone write them in the letter.
However, Xia Jingyun, who had had an in-depth conversation with Mr. Su in person, could still easily understand the meaning behind many of the words in this letter written by the head of the family.
After reading to the end, the head of the Su family wrote a complicated emotion in a very concise tone:
[There are more later]
Start another line: [Don’t miss it]
Xia Jingyun smiled, trying to figure out whose name it was behind.
With moderation, authors must exercise restraint.
So Su Yanyan's letter was written in a very orderly manner.
[Winter in Zhongjing is very cold, please keep warm.
Spring is just around the corner, I hope you win the title.
I also hope that the sky will be as cold as water at night, and I will lie down and watch Altair and Vega. 】
This poem was sent to Su Yanyan by Xia Jingyun in a letter he wrote to the Su family asking for help. He had only told Su Yanyan and her maid about the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and it could be regarded as a tacit understanding and agreement between the two.
This kind of tacit understanding and agreement is the most capable of capturing the hearts of talented girls.
While sighing at Su Yanyan's deep love and righteousness, he opened the letter written by Mr. Zhao.
What caught the eye was Juanxiu's handwriting, which was actually written by Yanzhi himself. It seemed that Mr. Zhao was indeed teaching as he promised, without hiding anything.
What I mentioned above is all business, mainly about the available information on overthrowing Shi Dingzhong.
At the end of the letter, Rouge only wrote one sentence with great restraint.
[The slave family will definitely live up to the trust of the young master, and hope to do its best for the young master as soon as possible. I hope everything goes well for you, sir. 】
Why!
What a scumbag!
Xia Jingyun sighed, looked down upon himself, and slowly calmed down.
Regardless of the love between children, the information in these two letters is very important.
Mr. Zhao Laozhao is worthy of being the former imperial master who sits firmly on Baiyi Mountain and knows everything about the world. He has no hidden secrets and several pieces of information are very important and critical. It is no exaggeration to say that based on what he contains in this letter, he will be given to a court official. If the important ministers manage things well, they should be able to overthrow Shi Dingzhong.
Although the Su family's information was not that detailed, the Su family had other strengths. In addition to some peripheral information, they also named two people for him. After all, things still need people to promote things.
A censor, a censor, and a clerk in the central cabinet are all lowly but powerful people.
The most important thing is that these two people have nothing to do with the Su family or Concubine De.
Xia Jingyun looked at the letter, as if he could cross mountains and rivers and meet the wise and experienced eyes of the two old men.
After a moment of silence, he opened the letter from Gongsun Jing.
Soon, Xia Jingyun, who originally just wanted to respect the fruits of other people's labor, widened his eyes just like Dongfang Bai this afternoon.
Even rubbed it.
Damn it! So exciting?
He read it carefully three times.
A thought could not help but arise in my mind. Is this the news that Gongsun Jing can find?
Then he quickly reminded himself not to look down on people like those villains.
He opened the study door and looked at the boy waiting not far away, "Go and invite Mr. Su and Mr. Gongsun over."
After a while, Su Yuanshang and Gongsun Jing came over together.
"You two take a seat first, just wait a moment."
Xia Jingyun wrote quickly without raising his head.
The two of them didn't feel uncomfortable at all. They sat down casually and chatted in a low voice.
After a while, Xia Jingyun took a deep breath, rubbed his wrist, blew on the ink, and handed over the paper he had just written on.
"This is the information I just compiled, please take a look first."
Su Yuanshang took it first, glanced at it, his eyebrows twitched, glanced at Gongsun Jing in surprise, then digested it silently, and handed the paper over again.
Gongsun Jing also took it and read it again, and was a little surprised by Xia Jingyun's own intelligence channels.
He smiled and said, "Sir, with such full preparations, this can be done!"
Xia Jingyun nodded, accepting this conclusion, "Mr. Gongsun, how did we find out these two pieces of information?"
Gongsun Jing smiled and said: "It's a coincidence that on that day we happened to have two brothers helping the mansion to carry the New Year's expenses to the village outside the city. When the carriage was being repaired at the carriage shop outside the city, there were The two of them were chatting. Our people went over to eavesdrop for a few words, but they were discovered by the other party and immediately ran away. But we immediately followed the clues and found out that Shi Dingzhong was keeping a concubine outside. , a Zhuangzi specially raised five or six beautiful concubines for him, and a minister of the Ministry of Rites did such a thing, hehe!"
Xia Jingyun asked again: "What about his son kidnapping civilian girls and treating human lives with indifference?"
"This is even more amazing, a few days ago"
Gongsun Jing suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "A few of our brothers have the habit of helping women in need. I went to Fenghe Pavilion a few days ago and happened to chat with a woman afterwards. The woman said that she came from other places to visit relatives. Originally, We all stayed at my aunt's house on the outskirts of the city, but we didn't expect Mr. Shi to pass by, take a fancy to his sister from a relative's house, and beat her uncle and cousin to death. It was said that they were all gone. Then we sent people to the servants of Shi's Mansion. When I inquired about it, I found out that this was indeed the case, and more than one person died in Shi Mansion."
"These two people, one secretly bought and the other openly robbed, one was raised outside, and the other was kidnapped and brought home. They are indeed father and son!"
Xia Jingyun frowned slightly, "Isn't it too coincidental?"
Only then did Gongsun Jing suddenly understand what Xia Jingyun was worried about, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, sir, I've asked, that woman has been in Fenghe Pavilion for some time, and these guys have all visited her before. It's definitely not just arranged. "
Xia Jingyun hummed and remained silent.
Gongsun Jing was eager to make a contribution and said: "Moreover, no matter what, as long as the matter is true, we have to overthrow Shi Dingzhong, no matter what, we will not lose."
"We can't come forward in this matter!"
Su Yuanshang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
Xia Jingyun nodded immediately, "That's exactly what I meant."
Gongsun Jing looked around blankly, feeling that his brain was not spinning fast enough.
Su Yuanshang explained to him: "In the previous conflict with the third young master of the Lu family, His Majesty took action to help the young master and gave us a captain of the Jingzhao Mansion. He took the opportunity to take back three important positions."
"Then, in the selection of the Minister of Rites, His Majesty once again took advantage of the opportunity created by the young master to help our people to the position of Minister of Rites, so that the British public line's goal of taking the opportunity to grow was not achieved."
"If this time, we still come forward to sue the Minister of Rites, what will be the result?"
Gongsun Jing asked doubtfully: "Didn't the young master say that weakening the power of the British government and supporting us is your majesty's plan? Isn't it in line with your majesty's wishes that we act like this?"
"No emperor likes to be understood clearly."
Xia Jingyun spoke slowly, with deep eyes, "There is a tacit understanding. He can choose to give it, but he can also choose not to give it. What's more, I am a commoner, so I turn my hands into clouds and rain in the court, and treat all the ministers as if they are nothing. , treating Your Majesty like a puppet that answers the question will only be counterproductive."
Then why are you working so hard?
Gongsun Jing opened his mouth, but the words in his heart did not come out.
"But Mr. Gongsun is right. No matter what, it is in our interests to overthrow Shi Dingzhong. Therefore, these evidences and information can be used as long as they are verified and confirmed to have no problems."
"As for saying we can't get involved." Xia Jingyun looked at Gongsun Jing who was hesitant to speak, "We can find someone else."
"Looking for someone else?"
"Yes. Find someone who has nothing to do with us."
Early the next morning, Chen Fugui quietly left the Jiang'an Marquis Mansion and blended into the bustling crowd in the city. After twisting and turning, he got rid of possible tails and met Lu Yi in the backyard of a gambling house.
With the secret support of Jiang'an Houfu, Lu Yi's underground arena is now expanding smoothly. Although the territory is only a few streets, the strength of his men is already not weak.
That night, when the night was dim, Lu Yi, dressed in black, climbed over the wall and entered an ordinary house in Dongcheng.
The Chinese New Year passed very quietly, because all the struggle and progress took a tacit and brief pause at this time.
Xia Jingyun did not have an official status and did not need to visit and socialize. He originally planned to go to the bamboo forest to pay New Year's greetings, but the Jiang family has always had a tradition of celebrating the New Year in the army with the sergeants who could not return home, so this plan could only be postponed.
In addition, I had to plan a big event, so I didn’t go to the temple fair or anything else. I just went to the Surabaya Guild Hall to have a meal with my classmates. After being overly flattered by them, I left with a blushing face.
The first New Year's Eve in this world was spent so easily and comfortably.
The only regret was that Feng Xiuyun insisted on sheathing the gun when she moved to a new home, which made Xia Jingyun feel a little regretful and empty.
Holidays are always short. On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Emperor Chongning, who had also been busy with regular affairs such as offering sacrifices to the ancestral temple and rewarding ministers for several days, sat in the Taiji Hall. The fat courtiers were divided into two rows and filed in. The ceremony began. The first court meeting in the twenty-fourth year of Chongning.
Such meetings usually have no real meaning. Everyone has just returned from vacation, and there are not many things on their hands. It is just a formality to calm down.
The monarch and his ministers gathered together in harmony, the emperor's grace was great, and he sang his praises.
Just when everyone thought that this great event would pass in peace, life revealed its unpredictable side.
"Your Majesty, I have my own report!"
Under the gazes, a figure flashed out from the end of the team and spoke loudly, "Your Majesty, Zhou Yinglong, the censor of Yushitai, impeaches Shi Dingzhong, the Minister of Rites, for three major crimes! I beg your majesty to see clearly and execute this beast to show justice." Brilliant Heavenly Power!"
In the main hall, you can hear the needle drop immediately.
I was not satisfied with the second chapter, so I deleted it and rewrote it, and tried to publish it early in the afternoon.
(End of chapter)
