Happy Marriage

The door of the imperial study is open.

A cold voice came from inside: "Let him in."

"As ordered."

Yu Jingyun turned his face and smiled meaningfully at Leng Nanxian: "Go in, the emperor is waiting for you inside."

Leng Nanxian paused at his feet, before he could ponder the meaning behind Yu Jingyun's smile, he walked out of the royal study as his wife and raised his hand at Leng Nanxian: "Please come to Leng Shenyi."

Leng Nanxian restrained his doubts, lifted the hem of his clothes, and stepped up the steps. The door of the imperial study closed slowly behind him.

After the emperor was sitting on the dragon table, the memorials one foot high in front of his head were neatly placed.

Leng Nanxian stepped forward, just as he was about to give a big salute, the emperor raised his imperial pen: "Those false salutes are not enough. Move a chair and sit with me."

Leng Nanxian thanked him for sitting, moved the chair and sat sideways.

The emperor continued to write about the dragon without raising his head: "But there is an urgent national event that needs to be played?"

Leng Nanxian was choked and shook his head: "Report to the emperor, no."

"Today's state affairs are heavy, and I don't have time to listen to you for the time being. Since it's not a state affairs, it's a private matter. You can wait a moment. After I've reviewed these memorials, we'll have a good chat."

Leng Nanxian glanced at the memorials, and then at the copy in front of the emperor, which was densely packed, like a teenage girl.

But he had to listen to the emperor's orders. He reluctantly suppressed his temper and sat on the side, inevitably having some wild thoughts in his heart.

The girl An Sheng said she was daring, but she was also daring, and she said she was timid, but she was also timid. He was brought into the palace abruptly, the disaster was imminent, and he had to be disciplined by the steward, and he didn't know what kind of tears he would cry.

When I think about it, my heart hurts.

The emperor stopped the pen in his hand, frowned for a while, stretched out for a while, raised the pen to write, and paused again, as if hesitating.

Zhancha's efforts have passed, and a memorial has still not been approved.

Seeing the sun set in the west, the room has gradually become dark.

The orange sunlight shone in through the white window screens, and Leng Nanxian felt in a trance that it was the color of flames.

His heart seemed to be scorched by this flame, and it was so urgent that it was like sitting on pins and needles.

The emperor raised his head and rubbed his eyebrows lightly: "In addition to singing praises every day, slapping the beard and slapping the horses, it is the small things as big as sesame and mung bean that turn the world upside down. If you want to throw it away directly, I am afraid that you will miss a big thing."

Leng Nanxian tried his best to keep his mouth shut.

The emperor angrily threw a pile of memorials in front of him: "I have approved these memorials for me."

Leng Nanxian was taken aback, got up in a panic, turned over and bowed down: "Caomin doesn't understand these political affairs, and he doesn't dare to make opinions without authorization. I implore the emperor to forgive his sins."

The emperor snorted softly: "You don't need to exalt yourself, these are trivial things that don't matter. I'm upset when I look at them. After you've seen it, if there is no major issue, just correct it directly. If you need urgent government affairs, you will be right in front of me. It's posing."

Leng Nanxian didn't dare to get up: "Caomin never dares to violate the rules."

"What if I ordered you? Sharing your worries with your lord is your responsibility as a citizen of Chang'an. Don't you listen to my orders?"

Leng Nanxian gritted his teeth and could only bow his head. When I got up and opened a book, I saw that it was really just like what the emperor said, but it was just some stinky and long beard words, chewing on words and sour words. He mentioned the red pen, and Long Feifengwu corrected it.

Going down again, it was a little political, but it was an ordinary problem. He hesitated a little, glanced at the emperor, and corrected it without thinking.

There is a thick pile, but it is only a stick of incense time, and the review is completed. The emperor still guarded the few books, undecided.

The emperor threw another copy at random: "Gambling is now a habit in Yangzhou city, and many families have separated from their wives and families for this reason, and their families have gone bankrupt. I once ordered a ban on gambling, but it has not achieved obvious results. It has just turned from blatant to underground, and colluded with the government. , fattening their pockets. This matter gives me quite a headache."

Leng Nanxian kept his mouth shut and did not speak.

The emperor glanced at him: "Condemn the prefect of Yangzhou for three days. If I can't completely shut down those casinos, I will take his head."

Leng Nanxian raised the red pen, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "After all, the government has limited power, and the order is limited to three days, and it will inevitably have many disadvantages. Gambling often colludes with the underworld. Little fish, in the end, you only need to kill this one fish, and you will not be severely punished, but it can act as a deterrent."

The emperor waved his hand without thinking, impatiently: "You look at the correction, I am really tired."

When he turned his head, his eyes flickered with admiration.

Leng Nanxian pondered for a while, then dropped the red pen, with a few ink strokes. Fang Cai was full of trembling and said: "Please take a look at the Holy Judge."

The emperor took it in his hand, and without looking at it, he threw it aside, squinting and closing his eyes.

"In these years, I have come here every day, thanks to your father's company."

This seems to be talking to himself, but Leng Nanxian doesn't answer.

"Tell me, what are you doing with me?"

Leng Nanxian had already prepared the draft and went straight to the point: "Caomin is here for Ansheng and pro-Xiliang, and Caomin feels inappropriate."

"Really? What's wrong?" The emperor still closed his eyes.

"First of all, An Sheng's identity is only the second young lady of the Shilang's House, which is not noble enough, and seems to be a little contemptuous of the second prince of Xiliang; secondly, An Sheng has a rude temperament and does not obey the etiquette of education, I am afraid that it will insult my Chang'an woman's morality."

The emperor shook his head slowly: "But it's good to see this little girl, she is smart and clever, at least she understands medical skills, and the second prince likes it."

"Her medical skills are nothing more than fur. It is really difficult to be elegant, and she is frizzy and out of control. If she is close to Xiliang, she is afraid that she will cause trouble."

"Is it so unbearable?" The emperor opened his eyes, glanced at him, and closed them again.

Leng Nanxian nodded: "She is my apprentice, so she knows her temperament well."

The emperor chuckled: "If that's the case, why do you still accept her as a disciple?"

Leng Nanxian hesitated for a moment: "I thought she was pitiful at first."

"Just because she is pitiful, in the case of Canglin's fire, you willingly offered nearly one million taels of snowflakes and silver to atone for her father's sin, just to win her smile?"

Leng Nanxian was stunned.

He did not expect that the emperor would even know about this. He believes that what he did is very confidential, and there are only a few people who know the inside. The emperor is high, how can he know?

Moreover, what did he mean by taking the initiative to mention this today?

He was stunned and did not speak. The emperor lightly rubbed his eyebrows, opened his eyes tiredly, and looked at him, his eyes were not tentative, but decisive.

"You like this little girl Xia Ansheng."

Leng Nanxian stopped arguing, and nodded honestly: "Yes, the emperor, please let the emperor fulfill."

"However, Yu Shizi of Dingguo Hou's Mansion also mentioned to me that he wanted to marry Xia Ansheng. I was in a dilemma. On the one hand, Wen Anbang's Taishi, and the other side is the Dingguohou of Wu Dingguo. Not sure which side to favor.

You know, your father and the Marquis of Dingguo were not very harmonious in the first place, and there were often disputes, and Xia Ansheng staying in Chang'an would only cause the two of you to lose peace and even turn against each other. Something I don't want to happen. Therefore, this little girl cannot stay. "

"The matter between An Sheng and me and Yu Jingyun is just our personal grievance and will not involve the court. Please rest assured, the emperor."

"But I'm not at ease! Especially Yu Jingyun, because of this little girl, she actually disobeyed the decree and went back to Beijing without permission. Because of her leaving without permission, I put my advice behind my head. And in my palace, I actually Dare to draw a knife to face each other, you can see that the beauty is in trouble, and the root of trouble."

"This has nothing to do with An Sheng!" Leng Nanxian saw that the emperor took all of Yu Jingyun's faults on An Sheng, and hurriedly defended her: "An Sheng is innocent, it's just Yu Shizi's impulsiveness."

"Yu Jingyun was impulsive, but what about you? Back then, so many national grains were stolen and disappeared. You clearly knew that there must be some conspiracy behind this, but you didn't care about it. For her sake, Xia Ansheng decorated peace and let Li The person behind Shang Shu is at large, Leng Nanxian, do you know the crime?"

The emperor was not angry and arrogant, and he exuded an awe-inspiring aura.

This momentum is different from Yu Jingyun's. Yu Jingyun's aura is killing, like a sharp blade of steel, but the emperor's momentum is overwhelming, making people feel like Taishan is pressing on the top, and they dare not look up.

Leng Nanxian got up and knelt down slowly: "The grass people are guilty."

The emperor snorted coldly: "With your agility and wisdom, I believe that in the case of Canglin's fire, you must understand Jingyun thoroughly. Li Shangshu has been an official for so many years, what kind of storm has not been experienced? It will be because of Yu Jing. After Yun's words that shook the mountain and shook the tiger, he immediately committed suicide?

And, coincidentally, do you know how Li Shangshu died? His death was exactly the same as that of Zhou Shanli, who was silenced, but Qikong died of blood. At that time, he did not find any scars on his body, but only reported that he committed suicide by taking poison. I have reason to suspect that Li Shangshu was just like Zhou Shanli, who was shot with a poison needle and died instantly.

After Li Shangshu's death, all clues were cut off, part of the grain and rice disappeared, and no deposit was found in Li Shangshu's mansion, indicating that there must be an accomplice behind him. To kill him, one is to silence him, and the other is to hide the traces of those grains and rice. And it is very likely that the one who killed Li Shangshu and Zhou Shanli was the same person, and naturally it was the same purpose.

Stealing and stealing and embezzling food have been common throughout the ages, mostly for the purpose of filling one's own pockets. However, transferring all the grain from so many warehouses, taking such a big risk, and having such a big appetite, do you think it will be an ordinary case of corruption? If it is corrupt, where is the lost grain? "

The emperor asked in a cold voice, leaving Leng Nanxian speechless. Because he knew all of what the emperor said.

This case should be investigated to the end, but, for the sake of safety and peace, he originally committed the crime of deceiving the king.