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Hearing this, Yu Jin couldn't help crying. Yu Heng didn't know when he was standing outside the hall. Now he saw Yu Jin crying so sad that he came in and hugged him and said, "no, even if Liang Zhaoyi is gone, you still have your father and mother, me and the prince. You're not alone."

Yu Jin raised her face full of tears, sobbed and said, "but I don't want my mother to die. Brother, I don't want my mother to die!"

Yu Heng, with a sour nose, reached out to wipe the tears from his face. "Big brother knows, but everyone is responsible for what she has done. Liang Chengdong is like this, and so are those officials in Yangzhou. You have to remember that we are royal people, and our every move attracts the attention of the world, so we have to abide by the law more than ordinary people, and we have to be more right and wrong. If you don't listen to me any more, you will lose the face of the royal family and waste your father's time to take you to Jiangnan. "

"But I Woo, I'm really sad, big brother Wu... " Yu Jin is crying and talking. He knows what Yu Heng says, but understanding and doing are two things. Adults can't do it, let alone children.

"Brother, I understand. Cry. Just cry as much as you can. Just cry." Patting Yu Jin's back, Yu Heng's thoughts float far away.

He is also a child without a biological mother, but unlike Yu Jin, his biological mother died early, and he was raised in Changxin palace before he was sensible. Therefore, he doesn't have deep feelings with Zhao Pingqing. After knowing that Zhao Pingqing is dead, it's just like this, not too sad.

If Zhao Pingqing is still alive now. When she makes a mistake, will she plead for her like Yu Jin?

He doesn't know and doesn't want to know because it won't happen.

After Yu Jin cried for a while, she gradually stopped crying. She sobbed in Yu Heng's arms. The latter said, "mother, my son's minister will take Yu Jin back. Don't worry about you and your aunt."

Yu Heng's understanding comforted Shen Xijun and nodded: "OK, go."

When he came to the door, Yu Heng suddenly stopped and said, "mother, you and your aunt must rescue your father."

Shen Xijun said: "mother knows that with mother and your aunt, no one can subvert your father's world!"

Besides, the Rong family sent Xiuchun to listen to the music Pavilion. It's still the same there. Dongfang Su refused to sign the imperial edict all the time. If he didn't sign the imperial edict, he couldn't change the crown prince.

After receiving Xiuchun's reply, Liang was angry and resentful. He saw that the sky was about to light up. If he went on like this, he had to make a bad plan.

She bit her silver teeth hard and said in a cold voice, "bring that man."

Xiuchun's eyelids jump slightly. She knows who Liang said. She nods and leaves. Soon, she comes in with a thin old man with thin eyebrows and long eyes. The latter arches her hands and says carefully: "noble people are looking for villains. What can I do for you?"

He used to be a man who wrote letters for others, copied ancient calligraphy and paintings, and sold money in Jinling City. Half a month ago, someone suddenly found himself and was "invited" to come here. He never saw Liang except when he first came here. He has been living in the guest room allocated to him all the time. He is not allowed to go out.

Liang's face was overcast and her eyes were fixed on him, which made the latter feel uneasy. When the abacus was about to ask again, Liang finally got something. She took out a scroll from the dark box at the head of the bed and threw it in front of the old man. She said indifferently, "open it and have a look."

Seeing the scroll thrown in front of his feet, the old man "clattered" in his heart. If he guessed correctly, this should be the imperial edict, because only the imperial edict can have bright yellow, auspicious cloud and jade scroll at the same time.

He picked it up carefully and unfolded it. It was really an imperial edict, but it was not written by the Emperor himself. Instead, it was written by the minister. The emperor only added a few words after it - this edict is my intention.

The old man looked at Liang and said carefully, "what do you want a villain to do?"

"I want you to copy the bottom six words." As soon as this remark came out, the old man suddenly turned pale and shook his head again and again. "The villain's status is humble, and he can't copy the words of the saint."

Liang's icy and piercing eyes scraped from his face, and the latter got goose bumps in an instant, "when is it your turn to make the decision?"

"Villain dare not, just..." The old man hardened his head and said, "you'd better ask someone else to do this."

Liang's lips slightly hook, light way: "this palace gives you two choices, or copy, or drag to feed wild dog, you see to do." With that, she threw a bag of brocade with big fists into the old man's hand, "as long as you copy it well, the things inside are yours."

She had made preparations early in the morning. Dongfang Suo was willing to write an imperial edict. If she didn't write it, she would copy it. If she could even copy the calligraphy and paintings of the ancients, it would be nothing to copy a few words.

Most of the time, not copy, but dare not!

As for the imperial edict, it was the imperial edict that Dongfang Suo made Liang Zhong a loyal and brave marquis. She specially asked Xiuchun to get it from Liang's family.

If Liang Zhong knows something underground, I don't know what will be his mood.

The old man doubtfully opened the brocade bag in his hand. When he saw what was inside, his eyes were straight, silver! Thick silver!Roughly speaking, there are at least a dozen, each of which is more than 100 Liang silver. In other words, there are thousands of silver bills in such a small brocade bag.

Xiuchun said in a side way: "so many banknotes are enough for your family to live the rest of their lives without worrying about food and clothing. You don't have to write letters on the street every day. How nice." After a pause, she said, "if you don't take good money, it's stupid to choose a dead end. Don't you think so?"

Under the coercion and inducement of Xiuchun, the old man finally agreed, carefully pondering the horizontal hook and vertical hook of the six words, and determined to understand them in his chest before he wrote on the paper.

At the beginning, his handwriting was strange and stiff, which was very different from that of dongfangsu. After several times of writing, he became much more proficient and his handwriting became more and more similar.

as like as two peas to a certain extent, it seems to be a bottleneck. How can the old man figure out his handwriting, and he can never do the same thing. Only seven or eight points are similar.

Liang was not satisfied with the result. "My palace has seen the calligraphy and paintings you copied. If you don't say 100%, they are at least 89% similar. How did you get to my palace? You are teasing my palace?"

The old man shook his head repeatedly and said in a hurry: "even if a villain has the courage, he doesn't dare to tease a noble man. He really tried his best." Seeing that Liang's face was not good, he quickly explained: "the reason why those calligraphy and paintings can be copied is because the villain has practiced for a long time. Normally, if a character needs to practice for half a month, the painting will be even longer. Now it's only a little time. It's good to be able to imitate it like this."

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