"Ling Yun has just died and hasn't settled down yet. I don't want two enemies like this to appear again - well, this is really a wave of unrest and another wave!"
Hearing that Ling Yun's body had been kidnapped by Lian Nanchun and others, Li Ruiyun's eyes narrowed slightly, covering up the surge in his eyes, and sighed quietly.
Bai Yu casually raised his eyelids and said in a casual tone: "What's the matter? Now the emperor is taking orders from me, Tianxiao, and the entire country of the Song Dynasty belongs to us. What should we fear from these two mere women?"
"That's what they say, but 'if you celebrate your father's death, you will be in trouble', so you still shouldn't be careless about them——"
Li Ruiyun lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, then looked up at Li Zhishan and said: "Commander Li, please immediately arrange for someone to find out about these two people, and report as soon as there is any news."
Li Ruiyun's words were more effective than an imperial edict for Li Zhishan. He responded hurriedly, turned around and went out quickly.
Li Ruiyun's eyes were as dark as ink, and his originally gloomy expression became sharper now. He said slowly: "There's just one more thing I can't figure out: only a few of us know about the arrangements for Sun Guoxiong to escort the coffin out of the city - the information is blocked. It’s so strict, how come it’s still known to outsiders?”
He looked at everyone with solemn brows and a hint of severity in his tone, "You must not say that the incident of robbing coffins and killing people was just a coincidence."
There was a slightly surprised and confused look on everyone's faces, and they all looked at each other in silence.
Ding Jinzhi's heart twitched unconsciously, and he thought: "What does Li Ruiyun mean by this? There are only a few people in the study room now, and his words have hidden meanings and insinuations. Could it be that he suspects that I have leaked the news?" "
He couldn't describe how he felt at this time. He wanted to open his mouth to defend, but felt that it was unnecessary. A layer of gloom had unconsciously enveloped his heart; but after all, he had been playing in the officialdom of the court for many years, and he had never experienced any kind of scene. , quick-thinking, and quickly adjusted to the current cramped and passive situation.
His expression was very relaxed and he said casually: "We have always been loyal to Mr. Li, but we don't know what Mr. Li means by this?..."
Li Ruiyun narrowed his eyes slightly and said quietly: "Li knows your loyalty, but the people around you..."
Ding Jinzhi calmly looked at the other party's probing eyes, and said with a slight emotion: "We will strictly exclude suspicious people around us, and report them immediately if we find any abnormalities. Please feel free to worry, Mr. Li."
There was a faint smile in Li Ruiyun's eyes, "That's good."...
Although during the "confrontation" with Li Ruiyun in the imperial study room just now, Ding Jinzhi was resourceful and adaptable, and was not at a disadvantage, but he did not feel the slightest bit of joy or luck, and only felt deep depression and sadness in his heart.
He returned to his house dejectedly, his shoulders slumped heavily, and his steps became heavy and weak, like an animal that had lost hope.
Driving into the study room and slumped down on the chair behind the desk, Ding Jinzhi felt physically and mentally exhausted, and an unprecedented sense of frustration welled up in his heart.
He tried his best to please, even his daughter Ding Mengxuan died in Li Ruiyun's hands for no apparent reason, and he didn't dare to complain at all - but he didn't expect that in the end it would still be like this. Li Ruiyun still didn't trust him...
The sunlight outside the window filtered through the thin curtains, casting a warm spot in front of him, but it could not warm the haze in his heart.
At this time, there was a burst of rapid and cheerful footsteps outside the study. Then the door opened, and his precious son Ding Jiying burst in excitedly.
Ding Jinzhi couldn't help but frown. I thought to myself: "How come this frivolous brat has no eyesight at all and didn't see that I was upset, so he just barged in so rashly without even saying hello in advance?"
"Dad, you're finally back!" Looking at Ding Jinzhi, Ding Jiying was smiling broadly, her clear eyes filled with brilliance, reflecting the noon sunlight.
Ding Jinzhi drooped his eyelids and looked too lazy to pay attention to him, "What are you so happy about?"
Ding Jiying was elated, and Fengshen's handsome face looked full of energy, "Dad, have you forgotten what day tomorrow is?"
"What day?"
Ding Jiying said: "Tomorrow is your grandson Yanrui's 100th birthday!"
"Yan Rui's 100th birthday is coming so soon?"
Ding Jiying's eyebrows were dancing and he said: "Isn't that right? My son was just about to ask your old man for instructions on how to arrange tomorrow? Hey, I heard that a theater troupe came to the capital recently..."
Ding Jin raised his chin slightly and said in a nonchalant tone, "Tomorrow we will just invite a few relatives and friends to celebrate. There is no need for a big fanfare or a theatrical troupe."
Ding Jiying asked in confusion: "Why?"
Ding Jinzhi glanced at him and said, "These are troubled times, why show off? Just do as I say."
"father--"
"Okay, you go out first!" Ding Jinzhi interrupted him impatiently, before forgetting to add, "Remember, there is nothing important, so don't bother me again."
Ding Jiying's mouth was pouted and her face was full of displeasure.
He wanted to argue a few more words, but unexpectedly, Jiang was very old and spicy. Ding Jinjin lost no time in taking over the topic before he had a chance to speak:
"Also, when you come in again in the future, remember to ask the attendant to inform you. You barged in so rashly and showed no etiquette at all. How can you be decent? Don't you understand benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, loyalty, integrity and shame? Ba La bala...¥$&#%^'s..."
Ding Jinzhi was eloquent and gushing, and then began to teach his son endlessly.
Ding Jiying felt dizzy, dumbfounded, three souls were out of her body, and her body was restless. She quickly rubbed oil on the soles of her feet and ran away.
——Oh, this father is so awesome. He is simply the best in teaching his son! Hurry up and run away. If you don't leave, let alone your soul leaving the body, you may not even be able to save your life!
Seeing his son panicking and escaping quickly, a smile of successful conspiracy appeared in Ding Jinzhi's gloomy eyes.
——Small, even difficult figures like Lu Wenzheng, He Yuting, Li Ruiyun, and Ling Yun feel ashamed in front of me and are willing to be defeated. Just a young boy like you, hum! …
After sending away the rebellious son, Ding Jinzhi ordered his attendants to find his family members Ding Yi and Ding Xin.
"Has there been anything wrong with Lu Qiuyue recently?" Because of his son Ding Jiying, he naturally thought of his daughter-in-law Lu Qiuyue; this woman was also Lu Wenzheng's daughter, so she had to be careful.
Ding Yi seemed hesitant and did not speak. He is now the acting housekeeper of the Ding Mansion. There are so many trivial matters in the mansion that he has no time to pay attention to these trivial issues.
Ding Xinxin was quick in thinking. At this time, he observed the words and immediately took over the conversation without losing any opportunity: "The villain spends more time serving the young master and the young lady. I saw the young lady staying in the room all day long, taking good care of the grandson with the girl Xiu Ming and others. Master, there is nothing wrong with it."
Ding Jin twirled his beard with his hands and nodded thoughtfully, "Well, that's good. Ding Xin, you have to help the young master and the young lady well. Once you find any abnormality, come and report it to me immediately; if anything happens, No, you are the only one I am asking!"
Ding Xincheng was frightened and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I remember."
"Okay, there's nothing wrong. You can go out first!" Ding Jinzhi waved his hands at them distractedly.
Everyone went out and the study became quiet again. Ding Jinzhi's mood was still depressed, like a heavy stone pressing on his chest, making him suffocated and breathless. He couldn't help but raise his head and let out a vented "ah".
In the empty room, a lonely voice echoed, like a ruthless, clueless, helpless and helpless mockery of his past, present and even future.
The dusk is getting darker, and the evening breeze whispers through the window lattice, gently soothing the tired soul. The slight coolness of autumn blends into the blood like silk, creating a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.
Li Ruiyun was drinking in the harem at this time, and Wan'er was by his side, holding his neck and talking to him softly and tenderly.
It's not that Li Ruiyun is happily indulging in the gentle countryside, but that he is too tired, not only physically, but also mentally tired. He needs to temporarily relax to relieve his tired mood.
That's why he asked Wan'er to accompany him tonight.
Wan'er's surname was Yang, and she was originally his spy in the Jinling Palace. Later, she reported Ling Yun while he was recuperating in the Jinling Palace, and her identity was exposed. So she returned to Li Ruiyun and resumed her old dreams. I became Li Ruiyun’s lover.
Of course, being a lover is not her ultimate goal, because Li Ruiyun's first wife, Ding Mengxuan, is dead and the main room is vacant, and this position is exactly what she dreams of. So tonight, she took this opportunity to express her thoughts in a coquettish voice while the wine was flowing.
The ambiguous atmosphere is mixed in the air, fermenting uncontrollably, spreading outwards.
Li Ruiyun was already a bit drunk at this time. He squinted his eyes and smiled: "Isn't it good that we are like this now? Why should we stick to those stereotypes and go through all these red tapes? How troublesome!"
Perhaps she was under some fatal temptation, Wan'er gently raised her hand, smoothed the broken hair in front of his forehead, and said in a coquettish tone: "Isn't it just a status? Give it to me. Already..."
Everything around him seemed to fade away. She felt his warm breath clearly, and stared at him without blinking, anxiously waiting for the wish that she had copied so many times in her heart to come true.
Li Ruiyun's eyes were filled with pure black, which was bottomless, yet extremely attractive. He stared at her with blurred eyes for a moment, then smiled and nodded her nose, drunkenly saying: "You, just be content with what you have, don't be so greedy, like a cat that can't be fed enough!"
As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily. The effect of the wine made his feet a little weak, and he staggered towards the inner room.
Silently looking at his back, Wan'er felt a sense of loss...
