Chapter 112 rumors

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date="2021-09-07"

title="Chapter 112 rumors"

weight="135251"

series = ["Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)"]

mode = "manual"

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In the early morning of the next day, the whole court was noisy about Yan Litong's foreign affairs. Even Song Xian got involved and quarreled with the people of Dali temple.

The emperor looked down at the people of Dali Temple arguing with several old ministers. His eyes moved and his eyes fell gently on the prince.

After Yan entered the Ministry of punishment last night, Duan mingchong didn't step out of the east palace. It was like he didn't know anything. He was a little strange.

The emperor stared at Duan mingchong's expressionless face for a long time, then took back his sight thoughtfully and said, "don't quarrel."

The quarrel stopped abruptly, and everyone nodded slightly, but they still didn't admit defeat.

It was too arbitrary to make a direct conclusion on the matter between the Duke of the Dynasty and the princess of the former dynasty in southern Xinjiang only based on those letters. The emperor also knew that it was difficult to convince the public, so he asked Dali temple to continue to investigate the matter and promised to find out the truth within three days.

After the dynasty dispersed, the people of Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment were about to go to the prince to discuss the matter.

Just before approaching, Duan mingchong, who had been standing coldly, turned away without saying a word.

Everyone looked at each other.

At dawn, Duan mingchong calmly went to the Yamen of the Ministry of punishment and said to the official at the door, "where is sui'an waiting?"

The man was still dozing off. Seeing that Duan mingchong was directly awakened by fear, he hurriedly said, "in, in, your highness, please follow your highness."

Duan mingchong took a deep breath in place, straightened his sleeves, forced himself to keep his cold and fierce color clean, and then walked in with the people.

The people from the Ministry of punishment brought people here yesterday, but he insisted on following. He also seriously threatened the Minister of punishment and scared people half to death.

They did not dare to put Sui Yan directly into prison, nor did they dare to release him directly against the emperor's order. They had to offer it like inviting a Buddha.

The small ear room in the west of the Yamen of the Ministry of punishment used to put files. At this time, it was cleaned up by someone alone. There was a soft couch in it, which could barely live.

Duan mingchong saw four officials with knives guarding the door of the ear room. His eyebrows frowned and seemed a little unhappy.

However, Yan Du was caught by people from the Ministry of punishment, and he didn't live in the ice hole with wind on all sides. think it's also the credit of Yan Du's evil spirit. Duan mingchong didn't do much.

The lock on the door was opened. Duan mingchong gently waved his hand and asked them to step back and push the door in by themselves.

The place where files are placed is often not very large. Fortunately, it is ventilated and sunny. It is not as cool and humid as expected.

The files in the room were moved elsewhere overnight, leaving only two low shelves in the corner and two hot charcoal pots next to them.

Yan Zheng was lying on the soft couch beside the window, sleeping soundly. A small carved incense burner was placed on the small table beside him. The tranquilizing powder in it had been burned out, leaving only the lingering fragrance in the room.

Duan mingchong walked forward and sat beside the couch, staring at Yan's sleeping face.

Rao is reduced to this point, and Yan is still heartless. It seems that living in this narrow and broken house is no different from living in the East Palace bedroom.

One of his hands was exposed, and his fingers were still carrying the trigger given to him by Duan mingchong. The green reflected with the knuckles, making his fingers even more pale.

Duan mingchong knew that he was extremely sleepy. If no one called him, he could sleep until three poles in the morning, so he didn't call him. He just sat by his couch and stared at him.

Half an hour or so, the sun came in through the crack of the window lattice and fell next to Sui Yan's eyes.

Xu was so dazzling that he frowned restlessly in his deep sleep and didn't know what to say.

Duan mingchong was about to stretch out his hand to block the light for him. Before he stretched out his hand, Sui Yan woke up.

He opened his eyes in a daze. His absent eyes looked at Duan mingchong for a while before reaching out to him. He said in a soft voice, "Your Highness."

He opened his hands and slid his white sleeves to his elbows, revealing a white forearm.

Duan mingchong knew that he was not awake when he saw that his eyes were half open. He had no choice but to smile, bend down, gently hug him, and block the oblique light for him.

Year old Yan narrowed his eyes around Duan mingchong's neck and snuggled up to his neck like a lazy cat.

Before Duan mingchong came, he was full of worry and anger. When he rubbed him, he broke a pool of tenderness. He wanted to rub this man into his arms and never separate again.

With a smile, Duan mingchong put his hand over Sui Yan's eyes and said softly, "what time is it? Why are you still asleep?"

After rubbing instinctively for a while, Yan suddenly became stiff and blinked blankly.

Duan mingchong's palm was swept by his long feather eyelashes. It was a little numb and itchy. He moved his hand slightly for half an inch to reveal one of Yan's eyes.

At this time, Yan was fully awake. He stretched out his hand and held Duan mingchong's hand over one of his eyes and whispered, "what time is it now?"

Duan mingchong gently moved his hand, let the light shine on Yan's eyes, and immediately moved back.

"The sun is rising."

Year old Yan leaned gently, pulled Duan mingchong's hand and pillowed it on the side of his face. Lai Jiji yawned and said, "there's nothing to do here. I can't go out and play. I can't play. Just sleep for a while."

Duan mingchong smiled directly. He leaned down and gently pressed Yan's forehead together. He whispered, "don't you worry about never getting out again?"

"I don't worry about anything with your highness," Yan said

Duan mingchong was stunned.

Yan smiled at him and said, "didn't you say you would protect me no matter what happened?"

Duan mingchong looked at him in silence. After a moment, he took him in his arms and held him tightly. He murmured, "I said it."

Duan mingchong stayed with Sui Yan until noon before he got up and left.

Years old Yan didn't know why he was extremely sleepy these days. After Duan mingchong left, he opened the window to bask in the sun and fell asleep again.

When he was asleep, he always seemed to have an unknown dream, but when he woke up, he didn't know what it was, only full of lingering fear and fear.

Yan often had nightmares when he was ill. He just thought he was mentally ill and didn't take it to heart.

The Ministry of punishment led people to investigate the partial court of the Hou house, and there was no evidence of collusion with the princess of Southern Xinjiang. For a time, the person who firmly believed that Yan would not do it became more confident.

After quarreling for two days, Yan ate and slept and ate all day in the Yamen of the Ministry of punishment, but he gained some weight.

On the afternoon of the third day, Yan was sleeping on his soft couch in the morning when he heard someone talking outside the room.

Duan mingchong only came in the morning. It shouldn't be him.

When Yan was still in doubt, the door was opened. Song Xian and Jiang Enhe were led in with a pile of things in their hands.

Year old Yan: "

Yan Wei sat up and said, "what are you doing here?"

Song Xian asked someone to close the door, turned around and said unkindly, "come down the well, what else can you do?"

Gann and kicked Song Xian's calf, stared at him and said, "if you talk nonsense again, go out."

Song Xian tilted his lips and put his things on the small case next to Sui Yan with Jiang En and.

Ganehe had a good temper and didn't deserve to be beaten as much as Song Xian. He said directly, "we've heard a lot of interesting rumors outside these days. You're going to get bored and moldy when you're locked here, so I came to talk to you to relieve the boredom."

At the age of 18, Yan Zhi got up and dialed it casually. He found that it was full of snacks wrapped in oil paper and several bags of cream nectar.

Year old Yan, who was full of dislike, immediately took it all away, impolitely held two bags and ate them in his arms.

Song Xian and Jiang Enhe also pulled a stool and sat around the small case. They didn't know that they thought they were drinking tea and watching a play in the teahouse.

Gann he said, "the news that you were arrested in the prison of the Ministry of punishment spread all over the capital. Many CHILDES who were bullied by you were all going to punish the tribe under the well, and they were all stopped by the prince and the year-old general."

Song Xian said, "tut Tut, you can see how much people hate you."

Yan glanced at him obliquely and said, "well, I can understand what you're doing here."

When song xianton was angry, he poked the preserves in Yan's arms with his finger and said, "this! This! And this! I bought them all! "

Yan hurriedly said, "OK, OK, I'm looking for someone to hate. My crime is terrible. Continue. What have you been listening to these days?"

Gann and chewed the sugar fried peanuts, looked left and right, and closed the window. Then they whispered mysteriously, "I heard that the prince has a habit of breaking his sleeves."

Year old Yan paused with his hand holding the candied fruit and tilted his head: "Oh?"

"Anyway, I don't know who spread it in Beijing a few days ago. Now almost the whole capital knows it. It's terrible." Gann he was surprised when he ate peanuts and said, "think about it. The current crown prince and future prince like a man. Tut Tut, many people are lamenting that guozuo is worrying."

Yan continued to eat: "Oh."

While eating, Song Xian looked vaguely at Nian Yan and didn't say a word about what Jiang Enhe said.

Gann and didn't notice the difference between them, and continued to say, "and the person who is said to make the crown prince crazy, guess who?"

Yan Yan accompanied him in acting and blinked: "who?"

Gann and photographed a small case and said mysteriously, "you."

Year old Yan: "Oh."

Gann and had been chattering so much before that he just wanted to say this sentence. Seeing Yan Yan's surprise, he was stunned by Yan Yan's reaction.

Gann and dryly said, "ah... What, are you not surprised?"

Year old Yan said, "didn't you say it? It's all rumors. It can't be true."

Gann and Nana said, "although you say so, you... Aren't you really surprised a little?"

Song Xian sneered aside and said, "what's his surprise? Whether these rumors are true or false, they may save his life and carry a stigma. What's the matter?"

Gann he: "why do you say that?"

Song Xian said, "forgetting to return was framed this time. The evidence is conclusive and irrefutable. It's difficult. It is said that the Secretary of Dali temple has had a very private relationship with the second prince. He will not easily miss this opportunity. If they bite to death and forget to return to the truth, do you think they can completely get rid of the crime? "

Gann and Ben decided that Yan would be innocent before they came to break rumors with him to relieve their boredom. At first, they were stunned to hear this.

"Then, what should I do?"

Song Xian gave him a hard look.

Year old Yan still leisurely ate the preserves and said lightly, "if this rumor comes out and your majesty punishes me severely, it is guilty to want to get rid of me, a demon minister who has been fascinated by the crown prince's five mysteries and three ways. What's the difference between this and directly admitting that the future Prince really loves the last man?"

Gann and some didn't come back and were stunned for a long time.

Year old Yan stuffed a candied fruit into Gann he's mouth and said with a smile, "our majesty today pays most attention to face. In this way, do you think he will punish me severely?"

Gann and blinked blankly, and then turned away.

Yan stretched out and said lazily, "so even if I really want to collude with the princess of Nanjiang to murder the emperor, he won't kill me at all."

Song Xian said: "moreover, the reason why forgetting to return was that Dali Temple bit those letters and didn't let go, but people with clear eyes in the dynasty could see that, except for those too deliberate letters, the princess of Nanjiang in the former dynasty still died after the incident, and there was no evidence of completely forgetting to return."

Gann and frowned: "so it's big and small?"

Old Yan stretched out his hand, flicked his head, smiled and said, "everything depends only on how your majesty makes a decision."

But now suddenly, even if the emperor wanted to kill Yan and Sui again, he would not hold on to it.

Gann and then calmed down and murmured, "the rumor monger really didn't want to insert willows into the shade."

At the age of 18, Yan forbear to laugh. He didn't want to insert willows into the shade. After thinking about this, he can directly guess that Duan mingchong must have written behind it. Otherwise, it's no coincidence. As soon as Yan Gang had an accident, his relationship with Duan mingchong was shaken out so grandly.

Looking at Gann and patting him on the chest, Yan suddenly had a bad heart and wanted to make fun of him.

He leaned slightly, leaned in front of Gann he, tilted his head and whispered, "and it's not a rumor that I'm happy with the crown prince."

Gann he was about to catch the flowers and eat them raw. When he heard the speech, he was stunned and said blankly, "ah?"

Yan Gou's lips smiled, lowered his voice and said, "I said, this is not a rumor. I have already been secretly determined with the crown prince for life."

Gann and: "

Song Xian's face turned green.

The author has something to say: Gann and: ah? Huh? Ah ah?

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