"That's right! Something happened in Xia Jingying!" Zhao Shanqian looked nervous and clapped his hands at a loss.
Liu Yan asked nervously: "What happened?"
"Death..." Zhao Shanqian said, "Dead!"
"Dead?" Liu Yan was also a little surprised, "When did it happen? Why was it so sudden?"
"When the yamen delivered meals to Xia Jingying in the morning, he found that he had hanged himself in his study room! After inspection, the time of death should be around the second update last night!"
Liu Yan lowered his head and thought. The sun shone slantly on the snow that had not yet melted. The dazzling light reflected on his face made him look even paler. Xia Jingying died suddenly. This was not a good sign. As soon as he died, the Minister of Household Affairs The position will be vacant soon, and King Ning will definitely find ways to arrange for someone to fill it. This time, the emperor may not listen to his opinion again. After all, Xia Jingying was recommended by himself. Now he is not only involved in forcibly expropriating people's farmland, but also The treasury deficit case caused widespread complaints. Xia Jingying's sudden death was not a big deal, but how could he find a suitable person to take over this position in such a short period of time?
"Your Highness..."
Zhao Shanqian called out several times before Liu Yan came back to his senses, walked into the central hall thoughtfully, and then sat down on the front seat with a sad expression and said nothing. Zhao Shanqian stood aside and looked at the prince in confusion, not daring to disturb him anymore.
Liu Yan's thoughts were turning over and over again at this moment. Then he thought, Xia Jingying died like this, so he just happened to take over the case. Anyway, there was no evidence to prove the case. How to determine this crime is not very easy. If he continues to handle the case, he is not afraid of being burned. He was dead, leaving his cowardly son behind. There was nothing he could do, so a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "If you die, you will die. Why make such a fuss."
Zhao Shanqian looked at the prince in confusion, unable to tell what he was thinking at the moment, "Your Highness? Then...how should...this case be handled?"
Liu Yan looked like he was sure of victory and said: "You should report to the Holy One and say that this case is of great concern and it is difficult to decide the case. Please ask the Holy One to make a decision. When the time comes, I will personally handle the matter."
Yesterday was a doomsday scene, but today there are already signs of excitement about the New Year. Although the sun has just climbed up to the eaves, you can already feel the warmth of the coming spring. In the courtyard of the Lu Mansion, the snow on several skinny peach trees fell to the ground with a "thuds and whistles" when the sun shined on it. The snow on the fragrant path in the small garden was already feet thick. Lu Zuo leaned on the eaves of the corridor. On the lounge chair below, half a ray of light reflected on his pale cheek, and he closed his eyes slightly with a contented expression, enjoying a moment of tranquility. Suddenly, Lu Zuo felt warm all over his body. When he opened his eyes, An Jingruo was holding a big cloak and carefully covering his body with love in his eyes.
Jing Jingruo smiled and whispered: "After all, I have disturbed your good time. It is extremely cold when the snow melts, and you have to worry about the wind and cold!"
Lu Zuo smiled and said, "It doesn't matter!"
"It seems you are in a good mood today!"
Lu Zuo laughed and said, "You still noticed it." While speaking, Lu Zuo saw Lao Pan ordering several servants to come into the yard with brooms, so he shouted, "Lao Pan, you guys are holding brooms this morning. What are you doing? Do you want to clear the snow?"
Old Pan stood in the courtyard, quickly stopped what he was doing, and bowed to Lu Zuozuo: "Greetings to the master! That's right! It snowed very heavily last night, so we have to sweep it away quickly, otherwise the snow will Once it melts away, the cold in the yard is too strong, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
Lu Zuo laughed and waved his hands, "No, no. The heavy snowfall last night was rare. God worked so hard to snow this night, so that we have more than a foot of snow today. It's so precious! Just sweep it away like this." , isn’t it a waste of natural resources? You don’t have to sweep it away, it’s interesting to just watch it slowly melt.”
Old Pan Leng was there, not understanding a word of what the master said. He looked at the master with doubts on his face, and then turned to Madam for help, "This... Madam, look..."
Jing Jingruo smiled slightly, "Since the master said so, let's do it! You should also add some clothes, it's very cold in the yard!"
Lao Pan nodded, then asked his servants to get out quickly with brooms.
After Jing Jingruo saw everyone leaving, he turned his head and asked Lu Zuo with a smile, "What did your husband just say seem to have a deeper meaning?"
Lu Zuo smiled and leaned back in his chair, looking relieved, "Jingruo, you guessed it right again!"
"What's going on?"
"Haha... That's right! Madam, you guessed it right again!" Lu Zuo seemed to still be enjoying the warm moment, lying on the recliner with his eyes closed, drinking beats and singing, "Old friends are far away, we are separated. I think about it, but never forget it..."
Jing Jingruo saw the proud look on his face and said with a smile, "Look how happy you are!"
"Master, master..." Yin Ji ran to the entrance of the courtyard, stood under the dripping eaves opposite, and shouted across the patio, "Master Fan, please see me!"
Lu Zuo stopped the beat, opened his eyes, pointed to the eaves above Yin Ji's head, smiled and said to Jing Ruo: "Jing Ruo, look, the magpie on the roof is chirping, this is a happy event coming!" "
Jing Jingruo smiled slightly and went back to the house. The confused Yin Ji was left standing under the eaves. He looked at the roof, scratched his head and murmured: "Where...where did this magpie come from? Why didn't I see it?"
"Old Pan..." Lu Zuodao, "Tell Mr. Fan to wait for me in the study!"
After Lu Zuo got dressed, he walked on the snow to the study room. When he saw Yin Jizhen serving tea to Mr. Fan, he coughed lightly. Fan Enyu looked up and saw that it was Mr. Lu, and quickly stood up from the chair. Just as he was about to salute, Lu Zuo waved his hand to say no: "Young Master Fan, there is no need to be formal. When you come here, you feel like you are coming from home!"
Fan Enyu also made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Lu, please sit down and talk too!"
Lu Zuo sat calmly at the top and saw Fan Enyu smiling, so he also smiled and said, "Is things going well?"
After all, Fan Enyu couldn't restrain his excitement, clapped his hands and praised: "Sir, you are really amazing!"
Lu Zuo waved his hand, "We have to rely on Mr. Fan's help to achieve twice the result with half the effort!"
"Let's talk about it first!" Fan Enyu said seriously, "Now that the matter has been settled, I am here to say goodbye to you, sir. If I don't return to Lanzhou, it will be too late!"
"I'm sure I'm leaving!" Lu Zuo looked a little regretful, "Why not stay in the capital and spend this New Year with Lu? For your father-in-law, Brother Yu can help you speak for me. I believe your father-in-law will give Brother Yu such a thin face!"
"This..." Fan Enyu hesitated for a moment, and after much deliberation, he decided to forget it, "It's better not to trouble sir. Having caused such a big disaster in the capital and staying here to celebrate the New Year would be too ostentatious, and my father's side doesn't It’s easy to explain, but I have to trouble my father to explain this matter clearly to my father.”
"Don't worry, Mr. Fan, I have already made arrangements with your father. Also, I have asked people to take care of the Ministry of Punishment and Jingzhao Mansion. If you want to go back now, Jingzhao Mansion will not make things difficult for you. of!"
