The Submissive Emperor

"Don't talk anymore..." Xiao Chengjun's body was tight, "Between you and my brother, don't say this."

Xiao Chengjin looked at her brother and smiled slightly, "Brother, I know you have been blaming yourself all these years. In fact, I knew that the pastries were poisonous back then, so I only ate one bite."

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Chengjun's eyes widened, only to feel that there was a buzz in his head. Such a small Xiao Chengjin would actually know, then why would he want to eat? Why didn't you tell him all these years?

"Cough cough..." Xiao Chengjin held his brother's hand tightly, for fear that he would be angry, "I am not in good shape, it was brought out from the womb. I don't say it for so many years, but I just want my brother to treat me more, brother, don't Blame me..."

Xiao Chengjun closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Don't blame you." My younger brother was very clever since he was a child, and it is possible to see anything from the face of the court lady serving the cakes. In the final analysis, it is for protection. His brother.

The second prince had been in poor health since he was born, and he started drinking the medicine before weaning. This Xiao Chengjun knew, but even if he only took a bite, the poison would hurt his weak body extremely seriously. The younger brother said so, just to make him less blaming himself.

Coming out of Changchun Pavilion, Xiao Chengjun was a little confused.

Lou Jing waved back and took him to the mountain. He found a secluded rock and sat down. He put the person in his arms, patted his back lightly, and looked up at the distant mountains with a soft voice. Said: "Grandfather was seriously injured on the battlefield. I stayed in front of the bed for three days and three nights, but I still couldn't save it. At that time, I thought, if I could die for my grandfather, it would be fine."

Xiao Chengjun buried his face on Lou Jing's chest, clutched the clothes on his back, and listened to him quietly.

"But everyone has his own life. Even if I try my best, I can't save him, so I can only make the people who took him pay the debt." Lou Jing's eyes flashed cold, and his voice became cold. "When my grandfather died, I didn’t guard him. I took 30,000 horses overnight and killed them directly to the Tarzi Camp, chopped off their general’s head, and took them back as a sacrifice to my grandfather."

Xiao Chengjun was taken aback. At that time, when Old Ang Guo passed away, he was shot and killed after beheading General Tanzi, but it turned out that the general was killed by Lou Jing. "Why didn't you report the merits to the court?"

"Why?" Lou Jing looked down at her husband who had calmed down a lot, and said with a chuckle, "Because I was in the camp of Tarzi and killed my grandfather's lieutenant." Even he could kill Tarzi. General, it is impossible to trap grandfather easily and take away his dearest people, no matter whether he has his own hands or not, don't even want to run.

Xiao Chengjun raised his head to look at him. In the middle of the court, the only way to say that Anguo was martyred in battle, but he didn't know that there was something hidden in it! So, who is going to kill him?

"Temple matters are a matter of life and death. Nothing is that simple." Lou Jing dropped a kiss between the handsome eyebrows and eyes. "It's like the poisonous cakes. Those who die first are definitely not the real murderers."

Xiao Chengjun nodded slightly. After finding out that incident, he later executed a concubine who was not a high-ranking concubine, and it was all gone. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that this matter had nothing to do with the concubine who had a prince. It was just that Emperor Chunde was guarding her, and in the end no concubine Chen Gui was found.

Lou Jing took out the booklet from Xiao Chengjun's arms, turned to the first page, and showed him his personal name, "This person may be available."

Xiao Chengjun followed his fingers and looked at it. It said "Shangshu of the Ministry of War, Sun Liang", and he frowned. This person is a student of the rightist and has outstanding ability. He has always been highly regarded by Chen Shichang, otherwise he would not be allowed to do it. The highest under the Central Book Province-the Ministry of Wars Shangshu.

"Why?" Xiao Chengjun stared at the name, thinking about Sun Liang carefully, but didn't think of a reason that could be used for him.

"Sun Liang rarely associates with people, but he has a close friend," Lou Jing smiled mysteriously, leaning into the ear of the person in his arms, and whispering a name, "Wang Jian."

Xiao Chengjun's eyes widened suddenly. Wang Jian, the Jinzhou governor they were talking about when Yushi died, was a good official who was unjustly imprisoned because of the heavy rain falling on the Great Wall a few years ago.

Wang Jian is a disciple of the leftist, he is very honest, and he loves the people like his son. What happened in the past is the result of the game between the right and the left. Wang Jian and Sun Liang are not only in different disciplines, but also in different hometowns. How did the two get together?

"How did you know?" Xiao Chengjun was surprised. The two belong to different factions. Even if they really cross each other on weekdays, they must be very secretive. How did Lou Jing know?

This incident was really an accident. When he was in Jinju, Mr. Ang got a hard-earned horse. Lou Jing was very coveted. Mr. Ang said to his grandson, if he could detect a big man in the history of Jinju. Secret, give him this horse.

Lou Jing sent people to stay outside the governor's mansion for three months, and found that every month someone would deliver a letter from Beijing, and Wang Jian had no relatives in Beijing. So, taking advantage of a dark and windy night in a certain month, Lou Jing personally knocked out the messenger outside the city, and then realized that the letter was actually written by Sun Liang.

Xiao Chengjun looked at him helplessly, and finally knew why Lou Jing had grown into such a cunning temperament. It was the peculiar way to teach grandson of Old Ang Guogong, "Then Wang Jian didn't find it?"

"Of course not," Lou Jing said triumphantly, "I sealed the letter and stuffed it back, pretending to be robbery, and took away all the money from that person."

Xiao Chengjun couldn't bear to chuckle, and the gloom in his heart dissipated a lot, "I will try Sun Liang another day."

Seeing his smile again, Lou Jing finally felt relieved, and touched Xiao Chengjun's face and rubbed it.

Back in the middle of Beijing in the evening, Lou Jing did not follow to the Mansion of Minwang, but went back to Zhuquetang, asked Cheng Xiuru to prepare a generous gift for him, and went to Shen Lian's mansion.

"What wind is blowing Shi Ziye?" Shen Lian's slightly gloomy eyes swept Lou Jing's body. Seeing him holding the valuable Elilai, the smile on his face couldn't help but deepen.

"I haven't visited my father-in-law since I was out of the palace," Lou Jing smiled and sat down, put the things in his hand on the table between the two of them, and pushed it to the side, "Don't blame the father-in-law."

"You are too polite," Shen Lian smiled and picked up the thing, then raised his hand to the little **** behind him, "If you have anything, you might as well speak up."

Shen Lian has always been a single-handed approach, begging him to do things, as long as the gift is worth the price, he will do it. Of course, if he can't do it, he won't return the gift to you.

"I heard that my father-in-law wants to supervise the repair of the river. The business is too big. I think the father-in-law needs a partnership." Lou Jing took the tea from the young **** and said with a chuckle. Useful."

Shen Lian squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "The elder son is joking. This matter is still undecided, and our family is not sure. It might be more possible for the elder son to ask Lord Youxiang."

In fact, in the court today, Chen Shichang, the right minister, has already made concessions and discussed with him in private. As long as he promises to put those refugees into servitude and suppress Qinghe, it will be good for both of them. This errand of supervising the river will be given to them. Him. However, this repairing the river is a business that makes a profit without losing money, and Shen Lian doesn't want to share the pie with others.

"Youxiang wants to enlist," Lou Jing shook his head, "I still earn more with my father-in-law."

"Oh? What do you say?" Shen Lian was taken aback. He didn't object to the corvette, after all, there is no need to pay for the corvée, which can save a lot of money.

"You don’t need to say anything about river business, father-in-law knows it naturally," Lou Jing dipped some tea with his fingers and drew a circle on the table. For hiring labor, the Ministry of Households must give at least 200,000 taels of silver." As he said this, he drew a big circle outside the circle.

Shen Lian's eyes lit up. He doesn't read much, but he still knows which one makes more money.

"Besides, the conscription and military service will be criticized by the history books. The Lou family is wise for many generations. I dare not take this risk," Lou Jing sighed. I’m afraid I’m going to open an ancestral hall and drive me out of the house.”

Shen Lian sneered. What a Chen Shichang. He also asked why the old thief suddenly became kind, but he was asked to swear by his name and clean up the mess. For the sake of the son."

He has many eyes and ears, and he also heard about the discord between the Lou family and his son. These words of Lou Jing were undoubtedly handing over his own handle, which immediately closed the relationship between the two, not to mention that Shen Lian did not have a bad feeling for the prince of the country. If he did not conscript him, the money he had to invest in the early stage would be doubled. He can't do it alone.

Lou Jing left, and Shen Lian immediately recruited the little **** to inquire about the emperor's whereabouts. The news was that Emperor Chunde was still in the imperial study, and immediately put on his clothes and went into the palace.

Shen Lianben was the **** in the palace. He often waited on his pen and ink in the imperial study, and could enter and leave the inner palace at any time. Since he knew that Chen Shichang was going to harm him, it was naturally impossible for the old man to succeed.

"You came just right, right now, and you said that you were asked to supervise the servitude. I think that's it." Emperor Chunde handed the fold to Shen Liankan. Since the prince was abolished, all these folds are required. He approves it himself, really impatient, thinking about getting things settled down quickly.

"The emperor," Shen Lian knelt directly on the ground without taking the memorial.

Emperor Chunde looked at Shen Lian in amazement. This civil official's remonstrative words came out of Shen Lian's mouth, which was somewhat weird.

"Certain corrupt officials wanted to greet a few more talents, so they urged the emperor to conquer the army," Shen Lian said, crying in sorrow. "The emperor, slaves and maids don't know much, but the harm of servitude is known, just in case. The emperor has to come up to memorize the infamy during the civil commotion. The emperor is the emperor of heaven. If such a trivial matter ruins the fame of the whole world, it will be difficult for the servants and maidservants to apologize for death!"