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Chapter 46
Chapter 46
The young master of the Li family suddenly had a murder case on his back. The news caused quite a stir in Jinghua. Just the people who came to visit in the prison, there were six calls within an hour, some to comfort him, some to give him advice, and some To scold him like Li Shoutian.
Li Jingyun was annoyed by hearing this, and took the jailer to change himself to the death row.
Wen Guzhi looked around the cell with sigh, and then asked him in a low voice, "What is the third master going to do?"
Li Jingyun was watching Huayue clean up the cell, when he heard the words, he said casually: "I've come here, let's live first."
Hearing what he said, Wen Guzhi felt relieved, no longer discussing the case with him, but smiled in a blink of an eye: "Little sister-in-law is really a person who has seen the world, she can keep her face calm and calm here, look at how the bed is made, and follow There is no difference at home."
Chaofeng was whispering to Liu Chenghe on the other side, and when he heard the words, he immediately put his head together: "Third Master, it's not that I want to praise anyone, it's too easy to have a girl like Huayue by my side. If something happens to another family, my daughter's family must have everything. Weeping and weeping, look at her, not only did she not cry, but she thought about it for you."
She looked over the fence and shook her head sighingly: "It's amazing."
Li Jingyun raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man in the cell, noncommittal.
Huayue calmly packed the weeds on the ground into a haystack, smeared the grass on the wall with a handkerchief, and then spread the quilt she brought on to the bare stone bed. The water in the wooden bucket beside it was pitch black, she stared at it for a while, and suddenly felt that the surroundings were quiet.
Turning back blankly, Hua Yue found that the people outside had left at some point, and she and Li Jing Yun were the only ones left in the death row.
Li Jingyun was staring at her, her dark pupils were bottomless. He leaned against the fence and folded his arms, thought for a moment, then reached out and hooked her finger.
Subconsciously wiped her hands on the apron, Hua Yue went over to salute him: "What's your command?"
"Master is here, you have nothing to say?" He raised his eyebrows.
The man in front of him shook his head indifferently, his brows did not move, and he calmly said, "Young master has a noble status, is smart and smart, and there is no need for slaves to worry."
"Oh?" The end sound went around in a circle, he squeezed her wrist, pulled her towards him, and lowered his eyes, "Don't worry, why are you still in a hurry to save the master today?"
"The servant is not panicking." She was expressionless, and even raised the corner of her mouth, "I just know that the master is in trouble, so it is reasonable to go to rescue him."
The two were very close, but she didn't stick to it, her body was as stiff as a plank, and she kept a line away from him.
Li Jingyun sighed melancholy.
He reached out and grabbed her waist, pressed her whole body into his arms, pressed his chin against her head, and rubbed lightly.
"To be honest, I won't laugh at you."
It's not that he didn't laugh.
Hua Yue pouted her lips secretly, buried half of her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "What this servant said is the truth."
"Then if you can't escape this time, you have to die here, don't you panic?" He lowered his voice to frighten her, "This interlocking net is not so easy to deal with."
The man in his arms fell silent, grabbed his sleeves and squeezed them silently.
Li Jingyun noticed it, and felt a sense of relief in her heart, her face was smiling like a spring breeze, but her voice was still low, she leaned into her ear and said, "It doesn't matter, when the master is dead, I will hand over the Qifeng Tower to you. , In this way, you will at least not have to worry about food and clothing, and you will not be in vain with your grandfather."
With her teeth clenched, Hua Yue said irritably, "I've just been in prison, why do I have to arrange the funeral."
"Sooner or later." He sighed in frustration, "Master doesn't want to be manipulated by others. Instead of letting those few wish, it's better for everyone to complain, and they won't think about it better in the future."
"Absurd." She pushed him away and glared angrily, "Life is the most important thing, save it first, everything is easy to say, no one would take their life to complain about others."
Her chest hurt so much, Li Jingyun coughed lightly, and replied amusingly, "Me."
Her blood surged, Hua Yue was so dizzy with anger, she took two steps on the spot, her body trembled, she opened her mouth to chew on her nails, then put down her hands tremblingly and rubbed them on her apron, her knuckles turning white. His eyes turned wildly, and his lips trembled.
Didn't expect her to be so angry, Li Jingyun panicked a little, got up and wanted to hug her, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, she was slapped away by her paw.
There was a crisp sound, and there were some echoes in the silent cell.
Li Jingyun didn't feel angry, but was a little happy and a little distressed. He looked at the water light in the eyes of the man in front of him, his chest was uncomfortably tangled, and he frowned: "You are just kidding, don't cry."
Hua Yue avoided him, her face tense, her eyes were red and her shoulders were shaking.
"Hey—" he circled her twice, bewildered, "Master won't scare you, you won't die, you won't die, this is such a big deal. You don't worry about master, how can you be angry? Like this? Hey, don't say it, I won't say it, you can take a breath."
Ever since he was a child, Li Jingyun has never been so flustered. Seeing that she couldn't hear him at all, he was cruel, stretched out his hands to clamp her wrists, and rubbed her whole body into his arms.
The small mass of body, cold and trembling, slowly calmed down after covering it for a long time.
Li Jingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt his heart was sour. He lowered his head and rubbed her cold profile face, softly coaxing her with the gentlest tone in his life: "It's me, I'm a bastard. You buy candied fruit from Jing'an Tang to eat."
Hua Yue stared blankly at a certain part of the cell, and it took a long while before she remembered where she was. She closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Slave is not angry."
"Well, don't be angry, who would care about a small evil like Third Young Master, we don't care about him." With a smile in his voice, he gently stroked her back.
Hua Yue was a little annoyed: "I'm really angry."
"Well, who's angry? I didn't see it."
Li Jingyun's eyes were full of stars, and he rubbed her head affectionately, feeling that death row was really a good place, with beautiful scenery and beautiful mountains and rivers.
Hua Yue was discouraged and said in a muffled voice, "It's time to go back after the slaves have cleaned up."
"So soon?" He was not very happy. "No one is here to disturb you. What are you in a hurry?"
"Young master." She said angrily, "This servant will go back to look after the East Courtyard."
Hearing this self-proclaimed ear-piercing, Li Jingyun pinched her chin, gently stroked her lips with his thumb, and coaxed in a low voice, "Tell me about your concubine."
Hua Yue frowned, and looked at him with a pair of eyes that were extremely contradictory.
It's all his own fault, he sighed, approached her and said softly, "My lord grew up in the general's mansion, I never saw anyone's face when I was a child, and sometimes I said the wrong thing, no one reminded me, I don't know. I misunderstood you before, thinking that you have the same temperament as Han Shuang, and the words are serious, and now I will apologize to you, okay?"
Eyes lowered, Hua Yue said plainly: "Young master is the master, and the master does not need to make amends to the servants."
"I'm sorry." He hugged her and rubbed the side of her ear, his voice low and serious.
Her body froze slightly, Hua Yue pursed her lips and said, "Young Master is serious."
"When I was watching the mountain," he said to himself, "Master doesn't have to plot against you, it's just that you and I are also very close, why would you rather ask Shen Zhiluo for help than talk to Master?"
Can that be the same? When Shen Zhiluo helped her, he showed her a clear path. He helped her by digging a hole for her to jump in.
Thinking of this, Hua Yue still felt embarrassed and couldn't help pushing him again.
Li Jingyun was very strong, and he was not pushed by her at all. He hugged her with a smile in his eyes: "It's shameless, I miss you, thinking about taking you as a concubine, you can't talk to Shen Zhi again. Luo Qingqing is me and me."
Slightly stunned, Hua Yue was at a loss for a moment: "When will this servant be with him?"
With a bit of gnashing of teeth in his smiling voice, Li Jingyun pinched her waist and said, "Have you drank Meng Po soup? In the woods or on the carriage, how come the Lord didn't catch you and me?"
"..." This is really troublesome to explain, and Huayue chose to remain silent.
The man in front of him snorted lightly and pursed his lips unhappily, but after a while, he lowered his head again and coaxed her softly: "Change your mouth back, eh?"
"Young Master." Hua Yue laughed angrily, "It's just a title, why do you care so much?"
He raised his chin and looked into her eyes stubbornly: "Can you change it?"
She wanted to shake her head, but as soon as she shook her head to the side, before she could shake it back, his chin was pinched by him, and the whole person lifted up—a soft touch fell on her lips, and a familiar breath swept over in an instant.
Hua Yue's eyes widened, and before she had time to push him away, the person left by herself, her eyes lowered to look at her, and she asked again, "Can you change it?"
She didn't expect such a lewd coercion method, she was stunned for a while, just as she opened her mouth to answer, Li Jingyun pecked her again.
"You..." Hua Yue patted him on the shoulder angrily, "Always give a chance to answer."
"Okay." He straightened his back very politely, "You answer."
How else can I answer? She sighed helplessly: "The concubine has changed."
The corners of his lips were raised, and Li Jingyun still gave her a peck.
"Young Master!" Hua Yue was annoyed, "Your concubine has changed, why are you still kissing me?"
"I'm sorry, I'm so happy I couldn't hold it back." He spat at himself reproachfully, and then hugged her again and again.
For a moment, Yin Huayue felt that she might be dreaming, how could this annoying little evil barrier become so gentle and sincere? But when he pinched his arm secretly, Li Jingyun's breathing sound was particularly clear, not like a dream.
Could it be that it is true that people who are about to die are also good at their words?
Glancing at the dancing candlelight on the wall, Kayue fell into deep worry.
Before leaving the death row, Li Jingyun said to her eloquently: "Don't worry about your father, and don't do extra things, you have a way to deal with it yourself."
Hua Yuepi replied without a smile: "Don't worry, my concubine will not overestimate herself."
It can be said that, when she went back to the east courtyard, the candles in the room were still burning all night.
The next day, Shuangjiang came to spread a word, saying that Situ Feng had fought a lawsuit with the Han family through the blessing of the prince. The murder of Han Tianyong caused a huge blow to the Han family, so that the second elders of the Han family wanted Situ Feng to die without a whole body at all costs.
"It's enough for us to watch the fun." Shuang said in a low voice, "Situ Feng has nothing in his hand and can't struggle."
Hua Yue said while trimming the branches in the yard: "I wrote a letter yesterday and asked for something from Lord Shen. You can take it and send it to Situ Feng."
Shuang Jiang curiously took the letter, opened it and glanced at it, Liu eyebrows wrinkled: "What are you doing?"
"Murder the water," she replied. "The more muddy the better."
Situ Feng is already doomed, why give him a chance? Shuang Jiang read the letter twice, and suddenly his face sank: "Are you trying to surround Wei to save Zhao?"
"No." Hua Yue waved her hand, "I don't have that spare time, but it's too easy for Situ Feng to die in prison. I'll come up with ideas. I've prepared a big gift to wait for him."
Believing in doubt, Shuangjiang took the things and left.
Huayue stood under the magnolia tree for a while, packed up the remaining branches and flower scissors as if nothing had happened, and went to the head office.
Since she left last time, she hadn't been to this place for a long time. When Xun Ma saw her, she rarely missed her, so she served her tea and said in a low voice, "I heard that you became the third son's side room, why did you return to this unfortunate place? Come?"
Although the punishment Xun Ma used was cruel, she was still kind, and she had no personal grudge against her, so she felt comfortable talking about it.
Hua Yue asked with a smile: "What's everyone talking about in my side room?"
"Speaking of which, don't be angry." Mammy Xun looked around and said in a low voice, "As a slave, once you climb into the master's bed, the wind outside will not be very good. But I heard that you are pregnant. The body, this mother is more expensive than the child, and it is reasonable."
Thinking of the scene did in front of the eldest princess and Han Shuang, Huayue hooked her lips.
She took out a Baolai Pavilion box and put both hands into Xunma's sleeves.
"Thanks to my mother's care, I was allowed to take my life back. This thank you is not a respect." She smiled lightly, "Even if I think of my mother's kindness, I will definitely bear it for my mother if anything happens in the future."
There was something in the words, and Xun Ma held the box and looked at her slightly anxiously.
There is a commotion outside to abolish the court, which may not matter to others, but to Mama Xun, this is a disaster. These people who are ventilated inside and out, have lost the blessing of the master in the palace, and can't they be liquidated?
She hadn't slept well in the past few days, and when she heard Hua Yue's words suddenly, she was in shock, her eyes wandering from side to side.
In the afternoon, Mama Xun told her to return home on sick leave, and Huayue went to the director's office and ordered five whips on the grounds that she angered the third son.
For a person who often receives twenty whips, these five whips are really painless and can endure it as soon as she bites her teeth. on the ground.
The General's Mansion, which was already in panic, opened up again for a while. Su Miao came and took Huayue back to the East Hospital, and asked the doctor to check the pulse, oh, miscarriage.
It doesn't matter how the person who didn't have a consummate was conceived, Hua Yue hugged the quilt and used up all her life's learning, crying so sadly and movingly, whispering to Su Miao while crying.
So after half an hour, Su Miao smashed the head office in the general's mansion and set it on fire, almost hurting the west courtyard next to it.
This movement was really too big, and it directly alarmed the Zhonggong. Five years after the founding of the dynasty, who would dare to move half a brick and a half tile in the court? The middle palace was furious and wanted to ask the guilt, but Li Shoutian entered the palace at this time, and brought a group of old officials to kneel outside the imperial study.
The General's Mansion has lost his heirs, so how could the rest of the Mansion ever live in peace? Mr. Mei, who had lost his wife earlier, slammed the bluestone ground with him, begging His Majesty to give him justice. Both the East Palace and the eldest princess came to hear the news, and they quarreled for another hour about whether the office should be abolished or not.
The official family was in chaos, and the palace was also in chaos. The eldest princess and the Han family were so busy that no one cared about Li Jingyun for a while.
Li Jingyun sat in jail drinking with Wen Guzhi.
Wen Gu knew that this was a feeling. He held the wine glass and shook his head and said, "Why did you meet all the girls? I thought she was a humble servant. Who would have thought that she would be so powerful and know how to surround Wei and save Zhao."
"That's because you don't have much knowledge." Li Jingyun sneered, "What's so rare about this, you always have to rack your brains to save your sweetheart."
That being said, the smug look on this grandfather's face made the corners of his mouth grin to the base of his ears.
Wen Guzhi looked straight and rubbed his arms and said, "Master, if you have something to say, we are still in jail, so it's not appropriate to be so happy."
After kicking him, Li Jingyun restrained his expression and asked, "How is the palace?"
"The Holy One originally planned to delay the affairs of the Academy for another year and a half, but now something suddenly happened, plus the struggle between the East Palace and the ministers, it is estimated that it will be abolished." Wen Guzhi took a sip of wine, his eyes Slightly squinted, "Zhonggong is furious. I'm afraid that he will cause trouble to Donggong. It's a good thing for you to be in prison, and you won't be affected by any storm."
Li Jingyun thought for a while, and then asked, "How is Situ Feng?"
Wen Guzhi was silent for a while before he remembered who Situ Feng was, and wondered: "Why did you ask him, he is also in prison, and he was going to be crushed to death by the Han family. , He also seemed to be helped by God, and suddenly there was evidence that Han Tianyong used power for personal gain. According to Daliang's regulations, if the deceased was guilty of heinous crimes, even if he really was the murderer, he would not risk his life. The case is still under investigation, but it is estimated that he It's coming out soon."
With a dim light in his eyes, Li Jingyun said, "You have people staring at him."
"Huh? Staring at Situ Feng?" Wen Guzhi was even more puzzled, "What does he have to do with us?"
"Just stare, if something happens to him, come and let me know."
Okay, Wen Guzhi doesn't expect this master to tell him everything, just a small matter.
The two clink glasses and drink vegetables. After a while, the jailer came over and whispered, "Young Master Li, someone has come to visit."
Li Jingyun waved his hand without raising his head: "I chose to die because I don't want to see idlers. Except for the one in my house and the one in front of me, everyone else will block it."
The jailer stood in embarrassment and didn't move, but the person behind walked in on his own and called out, "Brother Jing Yun."
After eating chopsticks, Wen Guzhi couldn't help sighing: "Why are all the girls met by you, the third master?"
The same sentence is suitable for anyone.
Li Jingyun raised his eyes and didn't let the jailer open the door, so he just looked at the person outside through the fence.
Han Shuang's face was pale and she was a little haggard. When she met his gaze, she lowered her head in a panic, rubbed her handkerchief and said, "The little girl has something to discuss with brother Jing Yun."
"Go ahead," he said.
Frowning glanced at Wen Guzhi who was still sitting inside, she smiled awkwardly: "This..."
"It's all my own." Li Jingyun smiled but didn't smile, "When you brought someone to search my East Court, wasn't he there? What else can't you hear?"
Wen Guzhi raised his glass and saluted her without looking back.
With a slight change in expression, Han Shuang glanced at the jailer, who hurriedly withdrew.
After staring at the fence for a while, she pursed her lips and said, "The man was indeed killed by Brother Jing Yun. If I go to court and tell the truth, Brother Jing Yun is the murderer. Life is worth it. But brother Jing Yun knows in his heart that the little girl is reluctant to do this."
Li Jingyun took a sip of the pigeon soup, frowned, and spit out the yam.
Han Shuang was taken aback by this movement, and looked up at him in a panic, the latter put the soup bowl back as if nothing had happened: "Go ahead."
"...The little girl heard that brother Jing Yun's side room fell off. Then, brother Jing Yun can divorce her and marry the little girl. First, the little girl can give an explanation to the eldest princess, and secondly, it can also fulfill the little girl's long-cherished wish. As long as brother Jing Yun agrees, the little girl will go to court, and the witness was not killed by brother Jing Yun."
She spoke quickly and looked at him with blinking eyes: "Brother Jing Yun, would you like it?"
Wen Guzhi nodded again and again, and whispered, "It seems that this business is not a loss. You can get out of your body and get a wife."
Li Jingyun glanced at him approvingly, and then kicked him off the bench.
Wen Guzhi smiled and dodged, sat by the bedside and shouted outside, "Miss, let's just throw our minds away and listen to the third master saying that he doesn't want to. Wouldn't that be worse than death?"
"Why is Brother Jing Yun unwilling?" Han Shuang frowned, "There is no other way to go now."
After raising his head to drink the last sip of wine in the glass, Li Jingyun slowly got up and stood on the edge of the fence. He looked down at her innocent and innocent face, and there was a trace of mockery in his eyes.
"Have you always thought that I refused to marry you because I was angry and didn't want to believe your innocence?"
Thinking of some past events, Han Shuang became excited again: "It's been so many years, why does brother Jing Yun still care about that? Back then, I really just happened to meet Lord Lin. Take me to your house to search for people, I really never betrayed you."
"Isn't it a coincidence?" Li Jingyun chuckled, "You saw Feng Zixu in my yard the day before, and the next day you saw Lord Lin coming to my house to arrest the former court minister."
Han Shuang choked and sobbed in a low voice: "Fortune tricks people, this is really fortune tricking people."
"Don't be lucky." He waved his hand. "When you were happy with your reward five years ago, Master sat on the roof of your embroidered building."
The crying stopped, Han Shuang's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked up at him suddenly as if he had seen a ghost.
Li Jingyun's expression was very calm, there was no anger in his eyes, and he only said to her slowly: "Master has never broken through you, and it depends on you crying and grievance year after year, saying that you are innocent."
Following her example, he picked up his throat and said softly, "I'm serious, I'm really wronged~"