A few days ago at midnight, Han Xun, who had taken off his official robe and was wearing burlap clothes with a blue cloth bag on his shoulder, appeared in the old area of Jinling City.
This place was originally prosperous because of the Han family, but it also declined because of the Han family. There were almost no lanterns in the houses on Lingyuan Street. The rich and powerful families had also moved away, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled.
"I haven't been back for many years. I never imagined that the streets I was proud of as a child would become so depressed." Although Han Xun sighed in his heart, he kept walking forward.
Han Xun walked for two cups of tea and stopped in front of an old house. The house looked like it had been there for many years. The two stone lions in front of the door were covered with moss and a vermilion iron door. The door was stained with rust, and the wooden plaque on the door hung precariously from the beams. The characters on it had become blurred over time.
"I didn't expect that I would be able to go home one day, and in my capacity as the Prime Minister of the State of Wei!" Han Xun stepped forward, exerted a little force, and the iron door slowly opened with a creak.
What Han Xun saw was a state of ruin. The originally lush locust trees had lost all their leaves, leaving only a few lonely branches. A well on the left front of the main hall had long since dried up, and there were a few bluestone benches and a bluestone platform. Covered with dust.
"It seems that this place has been abandoned for nearly twenty years." Han Xun took off the cloth from his waist and carefully wiped the bluestone table. He also slightly tidied up the messy areas in the courtyard. Although beads of sweat fell from his forehead, It fell bit by bit, but his heart was filled with unprecedented joy.
Nearly an hour passed. Han Xun looked at the courtyard with satisfaction, picked up the cloth bag placed on the bluestone platform and walked straight towards the back hall.
With a "squeak", the door of the back hall was opened by Han Xun. The dust on the altar had accumulated a thick layer, and spider webs were densely distributed in the corners and corners, and they were about to join together.
"Father, mother! The child is unfilial, and you have not been able to rest in peace in this dirty mourning hall for so many years." Han Xun spent another half an hour cleaning the back hall, and took out two white candles from the package. Place it on the left and right sides.
After the flames of the two candles burned, he solemnly took out the two wooden memorial tablets from the package and placed them at the top of the mourning hall.
"Father, mother! The child has finally allowed you to return to your roots. I beg you to bless the child's revenge under the Nine Springs." Han Xun knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
"I am truly touched by Prime Minister Han's benevolence and filial piety." A man in black said leisurely, leaning on the door frame of the mourning hall.
"I'm afraid you've been waiting for Han for a long time, right?" Han Xun stood up slowly. He didn't even look back, but took out three incense sticks and lit them in the incense burner in front of the stage.
"Looking at Prime Minister Han like this, I really can't bear to disturb you." The man in black sighed: "However, my master wants to see you, so please move to the front hall."
"Thank you." Han Xun said to the man in black.
"Thank you for what?" the man in black asked.
"Thank you for waiting for me for an hour." Han Xun smiled lightly.
"Please." The man in black said expressionlessly.
The two came to the door of the front hall, and the man in black stopped there: "Please come in, Prime Minister Han. The master of the house is waiting inside the house."
The moment Han Xun entered the room, the door was quickly closed by the man in black outside the door; the room was completely dark and he couldn't see his fingers: "I wonder which master wants to see Han?"
"Yun Rang, long time no see." A familiar voice sounded in the room, but Han Xun couldn't remember who it was for a while.
"You? How do you know this name?" Han Xun was really shocked at this time. It had been so long since anyone called him by his real name.
With a "pop" sound, a slender flame lit up the oil lamp on the table, illuminating the originally dark room. Han Xun could also see clearly that it was a slightly smiling face.
"Kowtow to your majesty." Han Xun lowered his knees and wanted to salute.
"Yun Rang doesn't have to be polite." Xiao Shiyu pointed to the empty seat opposite him with a smile: "Come, sit down and talk."
"Your Majesty, how did you recognize me?" Han Xun looked surprised: "Xun always feels that he is well disguised and does not show any flaws."
"I remember the first time in the Imperial Garden, when you said that you admired Jiangnan culture and proposed a dance battle to determine the winner, I remembered it twenty years ago." Xiao Shiyu smiled faintly: "Yun Rang, do you still remember you? Did you say that when you were reading to me?"
"Hey! I didn't expect Your Majesty to remember the joke from childhood so clearly!" Han Xun said sadly: "Yun Rangsu likes Jiangnan dance music. I will also ask Your Majesty to give me a good dancer as my wife someday. My wish is enough."
"Even so, it would be too arbitrary to conclude that I am the Han Yunrang from just one sentence." Han Xun shook his head and said.
"People targeted by my secret guards cannot escape from their sight." Xiao Shiyu pointed at the man in black outside the door: "This Lingyuan Street is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. You, the Prime Minister of Wei State, have come here several times, doesn’t that make people suspicious?”
"I also specifically investigated the official grain case of the Han family and found that the final number of executions did not match the number of executions approved by the late emperor." Xiao Shiyu paused and continued: "The only one who survived You are my reading companion."
"So Your Majesty asked your secret guards to follow me day and night?" Han Xun smiled: "In the end, you chose to expose me when I went into the ancestral home to worship?"
"Yun Rang, we have been studying together for five years. Don't I understand who you are?" Xiao Shiyu said with a serious face: "As long as it is really you, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I can't stop you from entering this house to worship." Thank you."
"His Majesty really guessed it." Han Xun smiled bitterly and said calmly: "Since Your Majesty has investigated the old case, you should know that my Han family was wrongly accused."
"Would you like to read this first?" Xiao Shiyu took out a scroll and a letter from his large sleeve robe and handed them over.
"This is?" Han Xun took the letter and scroll and browsed them carefully.
"Understood? This is the autograph letter Zhang Peizhi wrote to Liu Qianfeng back then. It details how the two of them colluded to forge Si Nong's handwriting to frame your father." Xiao Shiyu's eyes were full of coldness: "As for this The scroll is the forged handwriting of the time."
"Your Majesty is handing the object to me now. Is it to rehabilitate the Han family, or is he trying to use this matter to bring down Zhang Peizhi." Han Xun responded with a smile.
"No matter what my purpose is, at least our goals are the same." Xiao Shiyu's expression softened: "And you will always have to pay the price for Liu Mansion and Wei Guanyi."
"I agreed. As long as Your Majesty can vindicate the Han family, Xun Zi will give an explanation for what he did." Han Xun agreed without hesitation: "Do you need me to surrender?"
"That's not necessary." Xiao Shiyu shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate Tingwei Yamen and Jingwei Mansion. It won't be long before they find out the true meaning of the matter. When the time comes, you will be in the court. Just slope.”
In the dark cell of Tingwei Mansion, Han Xun thought about the past scenes as if they were happening yesterday: "Yun Rang, a native of Qi, became the Prime Minister of Wei by some strange combination of circumstances. It is really unpredictable; if possible, I really want to go back to the past, when I was still the companion reading by His Majesty’s side.”
"Kui Niu, bring the wine." Xiao Shiyu ordered, and the man in black at the outer door respectfully held a tray and two wine bottles with his head lowered.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine." Han Xun bowed.
"Yun Rang, do you hate that I only gave Zhang Peizhi his official position without giving him death?" Xiao Shiyu suddenly asked.
"Yun Rang originally wanted to take his life privately, but now he has figured it out." Han Xun said with a smile: "For such a person who takes power so seriously, Your Majesty deprived him of the thing he cares about most. This is simply worse than killing." I feel more relieved after seeing him; my only regret is that I couldn't find Liu Yuanzhi."
"As expected of my companion, he sees things more clearly than ordinary people. Don't worry, Yun Rang, I will definitely issue an edict to rehabilitate the Han family, and the Liu family will also be punished accordingly." Xiao Shiyu picked up a wine bottle: "This Just treat me as Yuan Rang farewell with a glass of wine, let’s do it!”
"Do it!" Han Xun straightened his slightly disheveled hair and solemnly picked up another wine bottle. After the two bottles collided, they both drank it in one gulp.
The clear water of Xuanwu Lake is gurgling, and the surrounding rocks form a huge diamond shape. The calm lake surface is blown by the slightest breeze from time to time; I see a small painting boat sailing in the distance, and the sound of the zheng from the painting boat is carried by the wind. Floating; birds heard the sound and gathered around the boat in groups, lingering for a long time.
On the bow of the boat, Liu Ningshi, who was wearing a pink short skirt, was playing the strings of the Feihuang Zheng attentively; in the center of the boat, Tong Bo was holding a white jade that could not be dropped for a long time; and opposite Liang Chong, who was rarely seen A trace of domineering was revealed; the small square area on the chessboard was intertwined with black and white, and the murderous aura was so strong that even Liu Ningshi's melodious and peaceful zheng music could not be resolved.
"The master's chess skills are superb, Bo Gan is inferior." Tong Bo stared at the chessboard for a long time, and finally threw the white jade in his hand back into the chess box.
"Haha, it was Xiang Yun who gave in." Liang Chong gently shook his white feather fan: "You were hesitant in your move, and you completely lost your previous decisiveness."
"Before, because he wanted to rescue Master Du, Bo used that opportunity to promote An Dafang to the position of chief of the guard, but now he has become the target of public criticism." Tong Bo sighed softly: "I don't know. The decision was right or wrong at the time.”
"Xiang Yun, do you know that there is no medicine for regrets in life? Since this is the case, let's face it calmly. He should also have some experience." Liang Chong said with a smile: "Ning Shi, your song "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" is more fluent. ”
Just as the two were talking, Liu Ningshi, who was playing a song, stood behind Liang Chong and pinched his shoulders: "Uncle, Ningshi, I want to ask you for help?"
"Ghost girl, do you know that there must be something wrong with you taking the initiative to play for uncle?" Liang Chong pointed at Liu Ningshi and smiled at Tong Bo.
"From what you said, Ningshi played this song not only to uncle, but also to thank brother Xiangyun for his help." Liu Ningshi put her hands behind her back, looking timid.
"Miss Liu just played a song and dismissed me and the master?" Tong Bo said with a smile: "This is too easy for you."
"Hmph! Brother Xiangyun still likes to care about you so much that he will ignore you." Liu Ningshi turned around again and shook Liang Chong's arm: "Uncle Liang, you have to help Ningshi!"
"Tell me, what's the difficulty?" Liang Chong looked helpless.
"Uncle Liang, Uncle Zhi from Tingwei is your favorite disciple; please go and help him and save him from the severe punishment of brother Da Fang!" Liu Ningshi said to Liang Chong.
"Huh? What's wrong with you two today? Why is the topic all about An Dafang?" Liang Chong laughed.
"Brother Da Fang tried his best to protect me when Ning Shi was in trouble." Liu Ning Shi said seriously: "Ning Shi must repay this kindness."
"Bo also asks Taifu to come forward." Tong Bo respectfully said to Liang Chong.
"Well! It's appropriate to repay a favor, but it's a pity that I can't do anything about it." Liang Chong also said calmly.
"Why is this?" Tong Bo and Liu Ningshi asked in unison.
