Chapter 114

Yuan Jingdi's close eunuch, with floating dust in his hand, came to take the pamphlet and handed it to yuan Jingdi respectfully.

Yuan Jingdi put the book aside, took the book and read it carefully.

Looking at, two eyebrows raised, anger in the eyes brewing.

"All this nonsense, the people of the Ministry of punishment and the government are becoming more and more useless." Emperor yuan Jingdi blamed him.

He glanced at Mr. Liu, who was so frightened that he shook his opponent's body.

Yuan Jingdi threw the pamphlet aside in a tone of no emotion. Instead, it became more and more infiltrating, "where is the watchman's Yamen?"

Mr. Liu lowered his head and whispered: "Your Majesty, it's in the back..."

emperor yuan Jing raised his eyebrows, picked up the book again and continued to read it.

Looking at, his locked brow, unconsciously stretch, the impatience between the eyebrows also slowly convergence, actually see the concentration.

Yuan Jingdi changed his posture from lying on his side to sitting upright.

His face became more and more dignified, and his eyes became sharper and sharper.

The two eunuchs unconsciously slowed down their breathing, fearing not only to disturb his majesty, but also to be moldy.

In the end, when Emperor Jingdi of Yuan Dynasty put down the pamphlet, the immortal spirit and moral integrity of twenty years of cultivation disappeared, only the majesty and ferocity of the emperors in the world.

Mr. Liu's forehead has been in a cold sweat.

He thought his Majesty would be satisfied, but it seems to be counterproductive depending on the situation?

"Herald!"

Yuan Jingdi's face was frosty, and his tone was serious: "the magistrate of Taikang County derelicted his duty, and killed and injured hundreds of people in the gray households around the Dahuangshan mountain. He was dismissed, put in prison, and executed next autumn.

"Lv Qing, the governor of Fuya, was promoted to the Chief Constable of liumenmen."

He didn't mention Xu Qi'an, because Xu Qi'an himself is guilty. His performance commission should be put to the end, and the reward is his life.

"I'll take orders!" Mr. Liu was relieved and retired.

Leaving the hall of meditation, he took the little eunuch back to his residence without saying a word, spitting out a long breath of turbid air.

Although I don't know that his Majesty's face is even worse after reading the following text, according to his Majesty's instructions, the content behind should be very satisfactory to him. His Majesty's gloomy mood is other things.

In Jingxin hall, Emperor Jingdi of Yuan Dynasty stood by the window, silent for a long time.

"Go ahead and lift the ban on the inner and outer cities."

....

Xu Qi'an dragged his tired body back to the house, and the dinner was over.

Xu Dengming is waiting for Xu Tonghuo to come back.

"Nian'er, let the kitchen heat up the food and serve it." Xu Pingzhi said.

With red lips and white teeth, the beautiful Xu new year came out of the front hall, leaving only his uncle and nephew.

The light of the candle flickered slightly, and Xu Er Shu's rough face was cold and serious.

Soon after, Xu came back in the new year, and the cooks came to pick up the food. They were always hot in the pot, waiting for Xu Qian to come back.

Looking at the rough second uncle and handsome little brother, Xu Qi'an was in a trance.

He is alone in this world, no mobile phone, no computer, no keyboard man, no Japanese love education film.

Every day living a candle or oil lamp life, go to the toilet also have to curse the hem of the clothes up the old high.

Sometimes in a dream, dream of their own back to the previous life, wake up with a smile, and then look at the roof staggered beams in a daze.

"Suddenly I want to drink." Xu Qian scolded in a low voice and took the wine pot from the cook.

When the cooks set the meal, Xu Pingzhi waved and motioned them to step down.

As Xu Qi'an poured wine one by one, he did not miss the past life, but suddenly remembered a sentence: my hometown is where I feel at ease.

In this world, there are still people waiting for you to go home at night and heat your food in the kitchen.

No matter how tired, helpless and lonely you are outside, you will understand that you are not alone.

After drinking half a pot of wine, Xu Qi'an breathed a long breath: "Sangpo has been bombed. Your majesty ordered me to investigate the case thoroughly and make contributions."

Xu Pingzhi nodded slowly: "I already know, but you can't intervene in this matter."

"I know. I'm only in charge of investigation, not recourse." Xu Qian said helplessly: "I have to try. If I don't try, I can only run."

He never thought that he would pay for the imperial power. If he could not find out the case, it was inevitable for him to escape.

"It shouldn't hurt you. After all, I didn't commit any serious crimes." Xu Qian Road.

The reason why he swears just now is that it is not easy to find a home with a sense of belonging, and it may be that he will say goodbye in the near future.

Xu Qian's crime is to fight against his superior. Although it's a capital crime, it's still far away from his family.

In Dafeng, even sitting is a very serious crime. Most people are not qualified to even sit.

In order to achieve the accusation of "Zhulian x clan", we need to meet the following points: first, treason. 2、 Causing great losses to the country. 3、 Great damage to the royal family. 4、 Wrong line!Xu Pingzhi belongs to Article 2. He lost his tax bank and caused great losses to the state treasury. But this is not the norm.

Those who can achieve the above four achievements are usually the officials in the court. Those Zhu Zigui will be killed by the whole family.

Therefore, "even sitting" is also called the privilege of big man.

Xu Qi'an, at most, is a prisoner of death penalty. If he runs away, he is a fugitive, and his uncle and aunt are not involved.

Xu Er Shu nodded with satisfaction: "if you can understand, you have been stubborn since childhood."

That was me before, now I, eel changed very... Xu Qi'an shook his head: "I'm not stupid."

Xu Erlang was also relieved and said, "you can't do it. You can go to Yunzhou."

Yunzhou?

Xu Qian was stunned.

Yunzhou, as he knows, has a serious banditry, also known as the bandit state. No. 2 is also in Yunzhou.

Xu Erlang said: "then you have serious banditry, and the influence of the imperial court is the worst. Even if you are wanted, you will be safe there.

If you are hard hearted, you can not only sharpen your martial arts, but also control your power. Many important criminals wanted by the imperial court and outlaws in the rivers and lakes like to gather in Yunzhou. "

Reasonable. Compared with other areas, it's safer to hide in Yunzhou. The more chaotic the place, the safer it is... And so on!

There was a flash of inspiration in Xu Qi'an's mind.

If I were Zhou Baihu, where would I go?

It is a felony to commit adultery with the demon clan and blow up Sangbo, and perfectly achieve the felony of "killing the whole clan" and "implicating the three Clans".

It's not safe to hide anywhere, because the court won't let him go.

Where should I hide?

Two choices, either leave Dafeng or hide in Yunzhou!

Yes, Yunzhou.

Xu Qian was excited. He was about to slap the little brother on the shoulder, but he heard the second uncle slap the table angrily: "don't go to Yunzhou."

The brothers were startled.

"Why?" Xu Qian was surprised at the reaction of the second uncle.

"What are you doing in Yunzhou? I don't know Xu Er Shu said angrily, "the imperial court suppresses bandits year by year. What if it sends cijiu to Yunzhou to suppress bandits in the future? Forget the agreement you two made that day. "

What's the agreement... Oh, fighting with each other... Xu Qi'an and Xu Xinnian bow their heads in shame.

I really forgot.

I didn't expect that the second uncle still remembered it. It seems that he really put it in his heart.

"I know. If I don't go to Yunzhou, I'll go to the western regions." Xu Qian said.

Hu Ji is beautiful and warm!

After dinner, Xu Qi'an saw Xu Lingyue coming in with a bowl of hot milk, pursed her red lips and soft eyebrows:

"brother, drink a bowl of milk to make up for it."

"Lingyue bought the fresh milk at noon today." Seeing that the relationship between his son and nephew was getting more and more harmonious, Uncle Xu laughed from the bottom of his heart and added:

"Ling Yin drank two bowls and gave her sister a beating."

Xu Qi'an took the milk, smelled it, and almost vomited... The milk was fishy and shy.

This is the way of fresh milk in this era. There are no messy additives. The original juice is the original flavor. At most, it is heated and sterilized.

But it's not really good.

But although it's hard to drink, it's something that aristocrats can only drink everyday, although the taste is not very popular.

But it can really nourish the body. For noble children, milk is a daily must drink.

Can I try to improve the milk... And then make a lot of money by relying on the unique secret recipe... Well, I don't know how to get rid of the taste at all, the teacher didn't teach me in the school... Xu Qi'an sighed, and in his sister's earnest eyes, he was bored.

Deep feelings.

Touching the bowl with residual heat, Xu Qian suddenly remembers some past events.

When he was in middle school, his parents ordered milk for him. It was still hot when it was delivered to his home every morning.

Xu Qi'an didn't drink by himself. He gave it to the goddess in his pocket. He thought it was love. When he grew up, he found that the girl had someone else's Terence in her mouth.

Only then did he realize that he was actually a licking dog.

...

I don't know when it began to rain outside, soaking the dead branches and the stone slabs in the yard.

Full of wine and food, Xu Qi'an returns to his courtyard with an oil paper umbrella.

He lit an oil lamp, opened the window, it was completely dark, a bit of candlelight obstinately revealed, the rain pattered.

The world is quiet, so quiet that people can calm down and think about a lot of things.

Peach and plum spring breeze a cup of wine, river lake night rain ten years lamp!

When the poet Huang Tingjian wrote this poem, he was probably in the same mood as him, thinking of some people in his heart.

Perhaps, it is also such a silent, miserable night.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Qi'an picked the light twice, and then let himself free from the feeling of melancholy.People can't be immersed in their own world all the time. There are still many things to do.

Xu Qi'an sat at the table, took out the jade mirror, and input the information: "Oh, something happened in the capital again."

PS: this chapter is from yesterday. I had something to do during the day yesterday. I still owe you a chapter. I've stayed up all night stubbornly, and now I've finally written it. Go to bed.