Feng Xing

Fan Jinchuan was very stuck in his heart, sullenly heading back.

The rain is falling.

Feng Sheng sighed and whirld the old peasant's "Heaven, Earth, and Benevolence with all things as ruminant dogs".

"Uncle Yu, take him back." After he finished, he chased after him.

Her footwork was slower than that of Fan Jinchuan. When the Song family saw the wall outside the door, standing next to the hat and clothes worn by Fan Jinchuan, she was relieved, she took off her hat and walked into the house.

Going back here is like going back to another world. In order to drive off the cold and avoid moisture, a charcoal basin is burning in the house. In this stormy weather, it can add some warmth.

Fan Jinchuan was sitting in front of the brazier. The orange flame illuminated his face, and water droplets condensed on his brow, crystal clear.

Feng Sheng came to sit down in front of the brazier. Her robe was soaked in the lower half and was close to the charcoal basin. The warmth made her cold and cold.

"You don't seem surprised."

She sighed silently: "What is the adult asking?"

"What the old farmer said."

Feng Sheng stretched out his palm and put it over the charcoal basin to keep warm.

The dark red buddha beads slipped out of her sleeves, under the light of the fire, adding a bit of charm.

"Why should you be surprised?"

Fan Jinchuan was silent, and there was a bleak voice: "Sometimes I always think, why do you know that you are a few years old, but you seem to see through the world, unsurprisingly, revealing a kind of indifference with a cold eye."

"That's because adults don't know what I have experienced."

After a pause, she said again: "There are too many injustices in this world, my heart is too small, there is no way or ability to focus on other things. Since I know that I am powerless, I simply ignore it."

"But I can't do it."

Feng Sheng's voice continued to ring: "As I said to you before, this place is frequently affected by disasters, and the court has repeatedly sent relief. How can it be ignored. Since it has not been solved, there must be no unsolvable obstacles. ."

"What hinders?"

"Person, silver, official position, court, sheji, Jiangshan."

"You said the first three, I can still believe, but can the court of the imperial court Jiji? Thinking of the broadness of the Kyushu, the big Zhou is more than two places!"

Feng Sheng is still faint: "But the taxation in the two Huaihei areas occupies half of the taxation in the world. The territory of Dazhou is vast, and there are very few places where taxes can be collected. Need silver?"

"You mean, the chaos in Lianghuai actually knows in the Holy Spirit, just open one eye and close one eye?"

"I do not know."

After a while, she said, "Maybe."

"I don't believe it! Your Majesty is striving to govern, internal affairs are savvy, he is very diligent in political affairs, he rises every day before dawn, and he is still reviewing the performances in the middle of the night. How can he know that the people are suffering, but ignore it?"

"Since you don't believe it, then forget it. How can I be a grass-roots man and beg a country's monarch."

"Go back from here, and I will write to the majesty of this chaotic elephant!"

"It's up to you. Alright, I'll go back to my room and rest for a while."

...

Feng Sheng returned to the room, still feeling cold with the thick quilt.

She felt that she might be ill, and finally she was sick.

She was very hot and burned, and she seemed to hear Uncle Yu calling her, and it seemed that Fan Jinchuan was talking to her.

She regretted that she shouldn't have come to Taizhou with this nerd. Her purpose was to reverse the case for her father, but now she is stuck in a quagmire. She can't do what she wants to do. She has been busy with the county government all day long.

Worry about the autumn harvest today, and worry about whose family's animals are lost tomorrow, and the two will not sue for justice.There are also food collectors, flood victims, and the inspection department. Gouqing’s words are too difficult to set up. She feels that there are thread ends, but she can’t get one from many threads.

The so-called ruling for the father seems to be a joke.

She also dreamed that when she returned to her childhood, her father taught her to follow the instructions.But while reading, her dad suddenly had blood on her face, saying that she died so miserably...

"Fang Xiandi, Fang Xiandi!"

Feng Sheng woke up warily, opened his eyes strenuously, and saw Fan Jinchuan's guilty face.

"It's all me bad. If it's not my impulse, you won't be exposed to the rain or the cold."

"I'm fine."

"You have been in a coma for three days."

Feng Sheng froze for a moment, and he stood up halfway: "Did the rain stop outside?"

"Stopped."

"Are there any places affected?"

"A lot of villages have been flooded, but as Song Liangchang said, every village has a high ground, but no one is killed. As for the rest, it will only be known after returning to the county government." Fan Jinchuan Energetic, he smiled and patted Feng Sheng on the shoulder: "Xiandi seems indifferent, but he is also a person who cares about the people. Why would he wake up and ask the disaster first?"

Feng Sheng was stunned and smiled: "I'm just worried about myself."

"What did Sui Xian say. Actually, you are not very young, but you pretend to be indifferent. How can you not know that this is actually a cover-up?"

Feng Sheng really didn't know what to say. In fact, she was very selfish. She could only pretend to confess her father's case, and she had no energy to think about the rest.But she didn't know how to explain it, she could only keep silent.

"When will you go back?"

Fan Jinchuan looked at her embarrassedly and said, "I was thinking of waiting for you to wake up, but your body..."

"Don't care about me, I'm actually fine. I haven't returned for so long, I'm afraid the county government will be in chaos."

...

With Feng Sheng's insistence, the group set foot on their way home.

The outside is still a country of Ze, but the effect of taking the waterway is not great.After gradually leaving this area, it seemed that the two sides of the road did not see any disasters, which made Fan Jinchuan feel relieved.

When I arrived near Taizhou City, it was still so hustle and bustle, it seemed that it was two worlds, and it also made the group of people particularly sighed.

There was no chaos in the county government office. They thought that the adults were delayed in the countryside. As for the flooding in the Xiahe area, the news was not sent back because of the small water and the long distance.

However, as the group returned to the county government, news had been sent one after another, Fan Jinchuan was busy, and Fang Fengsheng continued to recuperate.

The two girls were very distressed that Feng Sheng was ill, especially Zhiqiu, who complained about Fan Jinchuan, of course, all complained in private.On the surface, she and Zhichun imprisoned Feng Sheng in the room, letting go nowhere. Three bowls of medicine a day, staring at the end of the drink, let Feng Sheng have no chance to dump the medicine.

Gou Qing also heard about Fang Fengsheng's illness, and came to visit specially, but he stepped into the room with his foot, and Fan Jinchuan came with his hind foot.Can only put down the tonic, hastily left.

In addition to dealing with floods, Fan Jinchuan did not seem to forget what he said.It took a few days to write a performance chapter, which was used to give Feng Sheng details.

After reading it, Feng Sheng asked: "Can you hand it over?" A Qipinzhi county is not eligible to write directly.

"I asked someone to hand it over."

"It's better to have no interest involved. It's too extensive here. I'm afraid that it will be handed over to stakeholders. You will never have a chance to see this chapter." After a pause, she said again: "Have you thought about it? You Knowing the situation that this thing may be handed over? This situation may not be good, the news may leak, you will be retaliated by stakeholders, maybe the thing will not reach the hands of the Holy Spirit at all..."

"I think about it. If the younger brother is afraid of being implicated..."

"I'm not afraid of being implicated. Once you think about it, hurry and find someone to send it away."

...

Feng Sheng seems indifferent, but he has always been concerned about this matter.

But to her surprise, she didn't even know when the items were sent away, or she asked Fan Jinchuan two days later, only to know that the items were sent away.

Just sent it away?

It didn't seem to be as cautious as she thought, or as serious as she thought, so dull it was a bit overwhelming.

What will be the result?Can she find an opportunity?

None of these people know, the only thing to do is to wait.

The winter solstice offering heaven, this is already an old practice, and this year is no exception.

Emperor Jianping, a majestic servant, stood on the middle platform to worship, the crown prince priest stood on the steps, and on the lower side were the ranks of the hundreds of civil and military officials.

Although the whole process was cumbersome, the Ritual Department, Taichang Temple and all the people who accompany the priests were used to it, and there was nothing wrong with it, but when the Emperor Jianping offered the knight to the gods, he held the sacrifice bottle The crown prince Duo suddenly fell.

I couldn't bear to look directly at that scene.

Fortunately, officials at Taichang Temple had experience and soon offered a new sacrifice bottle.

But everyone knows that this happened. When the heaven was sacrificed, the prince was wrestling in the high hill altar. When he was older, the gods were dissatisfied, and when he was younger, it could be said that the prince was disrespectful to heaven.

All in all, this is a big deal.

At the end of the ceremony, Emperor Jianping drove back to the palace.

Before Yujia entered the Forbidden City, there were rumors that the sacrifice of heaven was intended to fast for three days, but the prince drank alcohol while fasting and offended the gods.Not long ago, there was a scandal in the East Palace, and the princess of the palace was contending with a concubine Ji, which caused her to have a baby who had been pregnant for more than two months.

Emperor Jianping was dissatisfied with the matter and said that the prince was not strict with his family.This happened again, and the queen received news that Emperor Jianping had hurried over to blame her as soon as she arrived at the Qianqing Palace.

Emperor Jianping had always loved the empress, but this time he did not see her.The queen could not afford to kneel outside the hall for a long time, and finally the eunuch director Chen Qian persuaded her to go back.

"The queen is gone?" Emperor Jianping asked before seeing Chen walk in.

Chen Qiandao said: "The mother is back."

Emperor Jianping, who was sitting behind the dragon case, sneered at first, his arms flicked, and all the twists and turns of the dragon case fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty is angry."

Anger?!

How angry?

Emperor Jianping stood up, pacing back and forth in the hall, his eyes falling on the zigzags that were brushed to the ground.

He walked over, picked up one of them, and turned--

Minister Fan Jinchuan...

"Call King Wei."

Chen Qiang froze for a while, and said: "Yes."

...

Soon, Zong Yue in a dress came, apparently before he could leave the palace.

"Please give peace to the father emperor."

Emperor Jianping threw the performance in his hand on the dragon case: "Look."

Chen Qian bowed forward and carefully brought the music to Zong Yue.

Zong Yue opened it, and the first sight was the name on his brow. Afterwards, the content of the book in the chapter did not surprise him.It was the time posted on it that made him look twice.

Judging from this time, Emperor Jianping had already received the play, but it did not happen until today.Thinking of the prince's fall on the altar of Qiuqiu before, he closed the chorus and was taboo.

"What do you think?"

"Senior Fan has always been honest, and he must have been right."

"Only these?" Emperor Jianping looked at him with a deep gaze.

"Children are dull, ask the father and emperor to show them."

"You don't want to offend anyone." Emperor Jianping snorted.

Zong Yue was silent.

"You go to Yangzhou..."

...

Zong Yue just walked out of Qianqing Gate, and a little eunuch hurried on the Yongdao.

"His Royal Highness, the Queen Mother invites you to visit the Kunning Palace."

Zong Yue pondered for a while and followed the eunuch.

At the Kunning Palace, not only the queen is here, Zong Duo is also there.

As the queen of the Six Palaces, she was the original wife of Emperor Jianping. She was still in her fifties, her hair was still bright, only the corners of her eyes and a slightly deep decree line showed the traces of the passing of youth.

Zong Duo, who was sitting at the head of her, was the only son-in-law of the middle palace and the eldest son.

He was born with an extraordinary status. He was an exceptionally high brother from the time he was born. He was a king and the other princes were subjects. He sat, and the others could only stand.But today the ancestral ancestors, who were exceptionally majestic in front of a group of younger brothers, seemed a little angry and embarrassed.

"The third boy, what did the father emperor tell you to do?"

Contrary to Zong Duo's anxious attitude, the queen gave him a defiant glance and said, "What's the matter, King Wei followed the siblings, and finally returned to the palace, just arrived at the palace gate, and was called by your father and emperor to go to Qianqing Palace, Even the hot tea is too late to drink. Fuchun, serve tea."

"Yes, mother."