Volume 1: Swan Goose Chapter 96: The Law of Heaven is Manifest and Payable (2)
Yan Rong was carried through the gate with curiosity. This house has three gates facing north and south. There are dozens of houses of various sizes. It is located on Baihu Street, the most "rich" street in the East District of Shengjing.
It is called "rich" because its two neighbors are the mansions of Liu Bingwen, Minister of Rites, and Man Tingfang, Minister of War. The mansion behind it belongs to his old employer, King Yi. I don't know who Emperor Yu is.
Not on purpose.
The whole mansion has the main hall in the center as the central axis, and the buildings on the left and right sides stand symmetrically like mirrors. Although the flowers in the inner garden are blooming and the fragrance is pleasant, you can still smell the fresh paint coming from the bright columns and flower windows.
But obviously, this mansion with exquisite carvings and exquisite craftsmanship was not surprising enough. When Yan Rong was carried into the main hall and saw the smiling woman in yellow standing in the hall, he immediately understood——
This is the surprise the emperor gave himself!
"My slave, Bai Yujue, would like to send you greetings to the emperor, and to the master." The woman in yellow walked lightly to the front, bowed her body, and spoke in a soft and charming voice.
Yan Rong returned the favor with his hands raised, but he still lowered his eyes and dared not look directly.
Emperor Yu slowly sat down on the main seat and explained with a smile: "You are injured now and need someone to take care of you. Yu'er is considerate and attentive and knows how to take care of others, so I gave her to you."
With the emperor's order, Bai Yujue came over and knelt in front of Yan Rong, and offered a bowl of tea in a polite manner. When Yan Rong took the tea from her hand, he took a closer look: she was only eighteen or nineteen years old.
In his early years, he had a fair face with melon seeds, curved eyebrows, phoenix eyes and cherry lips, and a small red mole under his right eye.
She was wearing a goose-yellow pleated skirt. She was only as tall as Yan Rong's armpits. She had a slender waist and slender shoulders, which made her look a bit frail. But she behaved generously and had a bookish air all over her body. She didn't look like that at all.
A maid who serves people.
Yan Rong put away his gaze, turned around, bowed deeply to the Emperor, and said loudly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"
Emperor Yu glanced around the two of them and said meaningfully: "Yu'er is well-educated, virtuous and decent, Yan Rong, you have to treat her well. Yu'er, Commander Yan is injured, you have to take good care of her."
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Yan Rong and Yu'er bowed together: "Yes, I obey my command!"
A month passed by without doing anything, and in a blink of an eye it was already the passionate summer. Thanks to Tie Lin's "good craftsmanship", Yan Rong looked like his skin was bruised, but in fact, his muscles and bones were not injured, and he was able to recover in such a short period of time.
Hurt. Of course, in order not to make Emperor Yu suspicious, he still pretended to delay for a while...
Compared with him, Ruan Lang's situation is much worse. His old injuries have not healed and new ones have appeared, all of which were caused by Wang Jing. Even the doctor who treated him was amazed - it was a miracle that he survived!
Coupled with his wife's tragic death and the frustration of having no way to redress his injustice, in just one month, he had lost weight to the point where his cheeks were sunken, and even his usually straight back was slightly hunched.
He still remembers the day he came out of the prison, standing on the bustling street, Ruan Lang couldn't help but feel regretful for a long time: They say that the prison is hell, and those who go in will never see the light of day again. But he never imagined that he would actually
He became the first person to escape from hell. Not only did he see the sun, he even got a promotion.
Before walking out of the prison, Ping Si put on a new set of clothes for him and told him not to look back. But he still couldn't hold it back - since he could never be separated from this place in this life, he would have to look back a few more times.
What's the harm?
Ruan Lang wandered in the sea of people in despair. Although he couldn't bear it, he returned home. He opened the heavy door, but no beautiful woman came out with a sweet smile.
It was overcast and rainy at dusk, and the courtyard was covered with the residual red color of crabapples. Thousands of feet of spider silk was entangled in the towering old treetops, and there was a dead air everywhere.
In the empty house, in the smoke that gradually dissipates the incense, one can vaguely see the familiar figure of his beloved wife behind the screen, which is both real and illusory.
There is still her unused rouge in the dressing box, the hairpin in the dressing box is still shining, and the red candles in front of the bed are piled up like a mountain of tears, as if they are waiting for her soul to return.
The bed was half empty, and the brocade quilt still retained the lingering fragrance of her body. Ruan Lang didn't know how much wine he drank before he could barely fall asleep, but in a half-drunk, half-sad sleep, it was still hard to realize his sweet dreams.
Open your hazy drunken eyes,
In a daze, he thought the beauty was wearing clothes and sitting in front of the bed, cutting window grilles. Ruan Lang opened the gauze curtain, but only saw an intermittent streak of clouds and smoke.
Yes, now that my wife and I are in two different worlds, we have to wake up from such a ridiculous dream no matter how beautiful it is.
Ruan Lang lay on the ground and cried sadly. He got drunk and woke up all night, and woke up and got drunk again. When he got up from the ground, the mist and rain outside the window were hazy. He covered his head and cried in grief: What on earth had he done wrong? What a shame.
His fate actually took his lover away from him for no reason?
No, it's not fate, all of this is Wang Jing's sin! He was so filled with anger that it was hard to breathe, and he wished he could rush over now and tear Wang Jing into pieces with his own hands.
But when he thought of the way the emperor indulged the Wangs and his son in the court, his heart suddenly turned cold. He was not qualified to fight with the father and son now. Without the intervention of Lan Yu and King Yi, he would not even let the emperor listen.
I don't even have the qualifications to speak for myself.
He forced himself to stand up in embarrassment, fetched half a pot of water from the well, and put a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums as a memorial to his deceased wife. The breeze blew gently through the window, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums overflowed.
Ruan Lang carefully wrapped the hairpin with a handkerchief, put it close to his chest and put it in the lapel of his clothes. Then he opened the door and walked out. The street was as lively as usual, and among the smiling passers-by, no one noticed Ruan Lang's face.
The sadness on.
He pushed open the door of the Royal Guards Department, and when the officials who were chatting happily saw him, they immediately stopped talking and went about their business pretending to be nothing, as if no one paid him any attention.
Only Hei Si came over and asked with concern: "Why don't you rest for a few more days? Are your injuries healed?"
"It's a small injury, it's not a problem. Call everyone over, I have something to ask." Ruan Langqiang commanded with energy.
"Oh, it's just my first day on the job, and I'm already acting pretentious. I really think I'm the commander!" Ahu, who was pretending to be busy, suddenly muttered.
"Do you know what it means for a villain to succeed? Be careful when a new official takes office. It can easily burn you out!" Yaoliu touched his arm and took the opportunity to sarcastically say something.
"This kind of traitor who betrayed his superiors in exchange for his death is not worthy of being our commander!" Gou San said even more rudely.
"Don't go too far!" Ping Si frowned and shouted angrily: "Master Ruan, like Master Wang, was personally appointed by the Emperor! Are you dissatisfied with the Emperor by saying this?"
Yaoliu rushed to Ruan Lang and asked angrily: "Ruan Lang! Everyone treats you well, but you let the emperor beat us half to death! You will be the commander, and I, Yaoliu, will be the first."
I disagree!"
"That's it!" Ahu stood at the front of the crowd and shouted provocatively: "Brothers are like siblings and women are like clothes! Don't you understand this rule? If you are to blame for this, it is your stupidity. If you are willing to offer your wife obediently,
Hello, Lord Wang. Hello, everyone is well, why bother making a fuss——"
Before he finished his sentence, Ruan Lang drew his sword out of its sheath with lightning speed and slashed it diagonally towards Ah Hu. When he wiped the embroidery knife calmly and put it back into its sheath, Ping Si suddenly discovered Ah Hu's
An ear is missing from the face, and half of Yaoliu's tongue is missing, and those things are lying lifelessly in a pool of blood on the ground...
Following several heartbreaking screams, the person who spoke just now was holding the injured area, rolling on the ground in pain, and blood was flowing out uncontrollably from his fingers.
"Since you can't see people's hearts clearly, you can't hear the truth, and you can't speak human words. It's useless to keep these useless things. How about I help you get rid of them!" Ruan Lang stared at the three of them expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice: "
I have nothing now, so I have nothing to fear! You guys can’t stand me, and you’re looking forward to Wang Jing being reinstated as soon as possible, but... you have to survive until that day!”
After that, he looked at Hei Si: "Let everyone come over, I have something to interrogate. Anyone who disobeys, you will cut off that person's ear directly!"
Sure enough, Painah's trick was very effective. All the government officials who had witnessed the dispute did not dare to make any mistakes, and soon gathered in front of Ruan Lang, and no one was absent. Ruan Lang lined up everyone outside the interrogation room, and he
They need to be interrogated individually - what exactly happened on the night of the Dragon Boat Festival.
The people waiting outside the door started talking in low voices. Everyone was trying to recall what happened that night. Only Ping Siyi
He was uneasy: he didn't know why Ruan Lang suddenly started investigating the situation that night, and he was even more worried that with Ruan Lang's keenness, he would discover some clues.
Watching the government officials go in and out one by one, everyone had complicated expressions. Ping Si didn't know what these people said to Ruan Lang, and he didn't dare to step forward to ask rashly. He could only wait until he went in to inquire more.
Finally, when Ping Si arrived, he was about to push the door open when he saw Ruan Lang pushing the door open and walking out.
"Come on, come with me to Zhuque Street." Ruan Lang patted him on the shoulder and said.
"Don't you ask for my testimony?" Ping Si suddenly became suspicious.
"No need, you are so good to me, I also treat you as a friend. I believe that if you think of something, you will tell me immediately!" Ruan Lang smiled without warning.
"Sir Ruan, what are you going to Suzaku Street for?" Ping Si lowered his eyes with a guilty conscience and quickly changed the subject.
Ruan Lang gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Go and see the true identity of the murderer!"
The words "murderer" shocked Ping Si - the caravan's village building was on Suzaku Street!