On the day the decree was announced, the emperor urgently sent someone to the East Palace to inform the prince. After hearing the news, the prince jumped out of bed excitedly and wandered around the room, laughing wildly and slapping his forehead, so much so that he burst into tears because he was cured of a serious illness.
Lan Yuan also came back from the emperor at this time. He stepped into the gate of the East Palace in high spirits, straightened out his brand new clothes, and looked around proudly. When he saw the guards all welcoming him with joy, he quickly asked: "Why are you like this?" Happy?"
The guards all said: "After His Highness recovered from his illness, he summoned us to reward us one by one. The brothers got a lot of money, so they are very happy!"
Lan Yuan's hanging heart was relieved. He strode into the main hall, knelt down in front of His Majesty and shouted: "Your Majesty, please read Lan Yuan to see the Crown Prince!"
"Lan Shidu! I finally have to meet you again!" The prince walked down the steps excitedly, helped him up with both hands, and brushed the dust on his sleeves, "I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are quite haggard. Alas, I think of you. I really regretted my suspicion of you at that time... Fortunately, God's way has not ended, and Mr. Lan returned alive, which can make up for the guilt in my heart."
Lan Yuan sighed: "These are all old things, no need to mention them again. The most urgent task now is to expel the Ye Party as soon as possible to prevent him from making a comeback."
After hearing this, the prince gritted his teeth and said: "I also have this intention, but I don't know how to start. After all, my father's intention is not clear yet, and we cannot be too presumptuous."
"God has given your Highness a great opportunity, why should you be timid?" As he said this, Lan Yuan took out a list from his sleeve, "This is what the Ministry of Officials has decided to give to me. The people who should be removed are all written on it. Please take a look at it, Your Highness." .”
The prince scanned the list briefly and saw that he wanted to avenge himself. He said hesitantly: "With so many people... I'm afraid some of them have been wronged. Let's call them back and make changes."
Lan Yuan insisted on admonishing: "The arrow is on the string and it has to be fired. All the ministers have been preparing for this for a long time. How can it be easier because of His Highness's words?"
"Then... then let's do what the attendant wants." The prince said awkwardly.
Lan Yuan's revenge is more crazy than others expected. At first, he just reported it to Dali Temple, and through his relationship with the Hunan people, he recruited all those who held grudges as accomplices in the murder of the prince. Later, he felt that he was not happy enough, so he asked people from Hunan to petition for him, and got a temporary job to "take charge of the counter-cases". From then on, he became more and more unscrupulous. Anyone who did not flatter him was accused of being rebels and kidnapped into the East Palace. , and even tortured them to death without reporting them; with a stroke of a pen, there were many people who implicated the three tribes, and they had to kill more than ten people a day before they were satisfied. Although the emperor knew the whole story, after a series of major events, he also believed that the spirit of the Ye Party should be killed. As for how many lives were consumed, it seemed irrelevant. As a result, the government was ruled from the top, no one in the court dared to speak out, and there was an atmosphere of solemnity everywhere.
"Are you killing people again?"
Ye Yongjia retreated from the court and walked to Datong Street. When he heard the noise in the distance, he frowned and asked Cui Yi.
"It should be... today's number, I can't count." Cui Yi glanced at the pool of blood on the ground and was dragged about a dozen steps away.
"What's the point of the life Mr. Cai left for me?" Ye Yongjia lowered his head and said, "It's nothing more than struggling on the water and watching the suffering on the shore..."
At this point, he suddenly relaxed his eyebrows and said, "Forget it, I'm actually numb after seeing this. How can there be no heads on the ground? Adding this sentence will not show my compassion, only disgusting hypocrisy."
Seeing that he was a little upset, Cui Yi could not help but look worried and persuaded kindly: "Brother-in-law, in my opinion, you should not stay in the capital for these two days. Why not write a letter requesting to go on patrol, stay away from this place temporarily, and calm down your mood. If If it's kept tight like this, it's easy for something to happen."
"Where to go?" Ye Yongjia turned his head, "I can't just travel around, can I?"
Cui Yi raised his eyes and thought for a moment, then asked cautiously: "How about going to Dong Sheng's place?"
Ye Yongjia nodded lightly: "It's a good place to go. When I get home to meet your sister, I'll be ready to leave early tomorrow morning."
"yes."
Ye Yongjia opened the door of the mansion and saw that the surrounding area was empty and there was no trace of anyone around. He walked to the living room and shouted in a low voice: "Miss Cui, Cui..."
Before he could say anything, a person suddenly came out of the back room. Without waiting for recognition, he threw himself into his arms, almost making him stagger. When he looked down, it was Mrs. Cui.
"I thought I would never see you again..." With tears in her eyes, she grabbed his sleeve tightly and didn't let go, sobbing.
He also felt sore at the corners of his eyes, and a wave of warmth seemed to be aroused in his heart, but he tried hard to suppress his emotions, stroking her hair with trembling hands: "Look... I was only detained by them for two days, why should I do this? It looks like parting between life and death..."
"Why do you say it so calmly..." She raised her head, her eyes were already red, and tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, "I am alone at home, I can't eat, I don't dare to sleep, and I still have a stomachache. I had to vomit, I finally looked forward to your return!"
After hearing this, Ye Yongjia let out a long sigh, put his head against her forehead, closed his eyes and said, "Why do you bother yourself?"
Mrs. Cui bit her lip and spoke decisively, showing rare strength: "I have already made up my mind secretly. If you are happy, I will rejoice with you; if you are miserable, then I will suffer with you, and the stone will not move."
"Don't worry, Miss Cui, I will never let you..."
Ye Yongjia wanted to go on to say "suffering the same pain", but he was stunned. Isn't this sentence a kind of deception? It is true that this is an expectation for infinite beauty, but he knows very well that this future is so slim, and I am afraid that all that will come is decline and death. He didn't dare to let his love sink so much that she would fall into it, thus having to bear endless sorrow. So he tried every means to remain aloof, even though it made him feel like he was being delayed.
Ms. Cui not only knew it well, but also felt it. She began to hold back her tears, stopped talking, stopped crying, and felt the warmth of the other person quietly, their foreheads touching each other for a long time. At this moment, she felt as if her body had disappeared and turned into a medium-sized soul, lingering with him, spinning around in circles over and over again.
"Sit down," Ye Yongjia opened his eyes and hugged Ms. Cui, "What a great thing, it's nothing to cry about."
Ms. Cui calmed down a bit and asked, "I heard... Mr. Cai has died?"
"Yes," Ye Yongjia's expression was still depressed, "He did it for me. Let's not mention it."
Mrs. Cui frowned: "Oh, what a wonderful old gentleman. Our family is really ashamed of him."
"After his death, Lan Yuan started killing people crazily. In order to avoid being retaliated, I can't live in the capital anymore," Ye Yongjia said. "I need to go out to avoid the limelight. Miss Cui, I can only stay with you for one day."
