On the second day of June in the first year of Tianqi, the assassination of Fu Shen, the prime minister of Rongguo, came to light, and the influence of officials in the imperial court should not be underestimated.
Zong Zhenglu pinched his eyebrows and let Liu Rao, who had a bulging belly, squeeze his shoulders and pat his back. Although the case was almost solved, some people could not be moved at will. This time, they were just cleaned up.
There are a few unimportant chess pieces, but there are still many stubborn forces in the DPRK.
"Where is Xuanmo? Have you arrived in Jizhou?" He raised his head and asked.
The eunuch hurriedly stepped forward to report back: "It should be within the next two days to get back to Your Majesty."
"Okay!" Zong Zhenglu smiled evilly, looked back at Liu Rao, who had not spoken for a long time, and casually touched her belly, "You are about to give birth, why are you running out?"
"I just want to meet His Majesty."
Even though she was pregnant, Liu Rao still looked outstanding and her actions were indescribably alluring.
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When Kong Lin came in, Huan Ci was sitting alone at the table with a long face, the baby in the cradle was dancing, and he was completely incapable of understanding his mother's anger.
He waved his hand for his servants to go down, walked to the table, gave Huan Ci a cup of tea, and advised, "You should be happy that he is back."
"If you hide everything from me, why should I be happy?" Huan Ci frowned.
Kong Lin sighed, shook his head and said, "As a minister, you are always helpless."
Hearing what he said, Huan Ci couldn't help but look at him: "What are you helpless about?"
The man smiled and said nothing, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Huan Ci stood up angrily: "Where is he? Didn't he say he would be there soon?"
"I have ordered people to carry him." Kong Lin stared at her closely, refusing to let go of her expression.
As expected, Huan Ci immediately turned from anger to worry: "What happened to him?"
"I heard that he is not good at practice. I don't know about him. I will know when he comes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jin's voice came from the yard: "My uncle is back."
Huan Ci completely forgot the instructions of those old ladies, opened the door and rushed out. Everyone rushed to catch up with her: "Hey, ancestors, you can't let the wind blow during confinement."
The weather is very good today. Where is the wind? The leaves in the yard are lush and green, and the smell of sunburn is everywhere.
Huan Ci watched Fu Shen being carried in on a sedan, and the man following him still held a cane in his hand.
The two haven't seen each other for nearly a month, and each feels that the other has lost weight.
Huan Ci met his eyes, all resentment was written on his face, but the corners of his eyes were red at this moment.
The sedan fell to the ground, and the two men hurriedly stepped forward to help the man. Huan Ci watched him stand up with difficulty, and took the crutch from the other person's hand to support himself.
When he came jumping up and down, Huan Ci's resentment suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only endless fear. "You're finally here." She murmured and slowly approached the man.
The next moment, Fu Shen suddenly let go of the crutches, and all the weight of his body came towards her. Huan Ci could only catch him, letting the man hold her in his arms.
"You have suffered." Fu Shen whispered in her ear.
Thinking of the worries and annoyance of these days, Huan Ci's tears that had just subsided emerged again. She shook her head lightly and sulked in the man's arms: "As long as you are alive."
The door curtain clicked, and Kong Lin looked at the two people in the yard with his hands behind his hands, with mixed feelings in his heart. After all the irrelevant people in the yard had dispersed, he said in a deep voice: "Don't stand in the wind.
, come in quickly.”
"Let's go in and see Chen'er." Huan Ci broke away from Fu Shen's arms, handed Fu Shen the crutch handed over by Lan Fu, and stood aside to hold his arm, "What's wrong with your leg?"
"It's okay, it'll be fine in a while." Fu Shen held her shoulders and jumped in, looking very funny.
Huan Ci couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the gloom just now was swept away: "Have you ever been so embarrassed?"
"Of course." Fu Shen responded softly. He was in embarrassment many times, how could he let Huan Ci see it.
Chen'er was not afraid of strangers, and she didn't care even if Fu Shen hugged her. She only kept her eyes rolling, curiously looking at the two strangers who appeared in the room.
"It's very rare that this child doesn't like to cry." Huan Ci couldn't help teasing her, "Maybe he just followed me."
"How could it be? You should be very fond of crying." Fu Shen joked.
Huan Ci immediately put his hands on his hips and looked at him: "What do you mean? You mean that I am a crybaby?"
Fu Shen looked at her with a smile, shook his head and said, "No, I didn't mean that."
"Humph!" Huan Ci raised his head and took the child from his arms, "You should rest quickly. Look at the black spots under your eyes, they are almost crawling onto your face."
"Are you so ugly?" Fu Shen reached out and touched his face.
Huan Ci frowned and looked up and down at him curiously.
"What's wrong?" Fu Shen asked.
"You seem to have changed." Huan Ci couldn't explain. Anyway, he just felt that Fu Shen was different from the past.
"I have ordered the kitchen to prepare good food and rice. The Prime Minister will stay here to recover from his injuries."
Only then did Huan Ci notice that Kong Lin had also come in. She quickly handed the child to Zhao Jin, walked over with a smile and said, "Thank you, Brother Kong. Xuan Mo and I are very grateful for the trouble."
After saying that, he glanced at Fu Shen. The man had already stood up and stared at Kong Lin quietly. After seeing his eyes, he cupped his hands and thanked him.
"There's no need to thank me, that's what Your Majesty meant. I have official duties to attend to, so I won't have dinner with you," Kong Lin said.
Huan Ci nodded: "Just mind your own business, don't worry about us two."
"Farewell." Kong Lin nodded.
After watching him leave, Huan Ci turned to look at Fu Shen. The man sat down again and was now staring at her intensely.
"What the hell are you planning?"
Huan Ci became suspicious when he saw his appearance.
Fu Shen chuckled, took her hand and asked her to sit next to him: "Let's move out, don't live here anymore."
"That's fine, we'll go somewhere else after you're healed."
"Aci," Fu Shen's eyes were complicated and he stroked her cheek very gently, "I won't go anywhere else."
"How far have we come? There are still so many places in the south."
"You all go out first." Fu Shen waved his hand for everyone to go down.
Huan Ci hugged Chen'er and said to Zhao Jian: "Send someone to see how the leaves are doing, and then get some money for our people to buy some good wine. Remember to send a pot to Kong Lin."
She thought that she should hold a big banquet today, but it would be inconvenient to live in someone else's house, so it would not be too late to wait until Chen'er's 100th birthday.
After everyone went down, she held Chen'er and walked back and forth: "Why don't you go? Has His Majesty regretted it again?"
"After my injury heals, we will set off to Bingzhou." The man said softly.
"Back to merging states? Why? Isn't merging states the best place for the implementation of the new law?"
"A Ci, if nothing goes wrong, the imperial edict to remove the Prime Minister will reach Jizhou in a short time." Fu Shen looked up at her.
Huan Ci was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to understand what he said.
She put Chen'er back into the cradle, walked over and pinched Fu Shen's sleeve: "He wants to give up on you?"
Fu Shen naturally understood who Huan Ci was talking about. He narrowed his cold eyes and whispered: "If you can't go on, retreating is a good way to advance."
"Ah Mo, you have to think clearly." Huan Ci looked at him and said.
If this plan didn't work, Fu Shen's official life might have come to an end. He had naturally thought about this situation, but it was a pity that people were being cut off from others and others were being cut off from others, and the reform had to be implemented.
Seeing the tired look on his face, Huan Ci gently put his arm around his shoulders and pushed him down: "Let's rest for a while. Don't be afraid, you still have me. I have nothing but money."
Fu Shen sneered and seemed really sleepy. He put his right arm on her shoulder and closed his eyes.
Huan Ci had been eating and sleeping every day these days, so how could she sleep now? The man was very close to her, and his warm breath hit her face, and she finally felt a sense of peace that she had not seen for a long time.
Fu Shen's face has become much thinner, and his stubble is very conspicuous. There is also a faint scar on the right eyebrow arch, which cannot be seen without looking carefully.
Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Huan Ci was filled with sadness. He raised his hand and gently touched the scar, his movements so gentle that he seemed to be able to smooth it away.
Suddenly, the man's deep gaze came into her eyes. After just one breath, Huan Ci understood the meaning of this look. But it was already too late. After the world was spinning, she was already embraced by the man.
Fu Shen grabbed her waist and leaned close to her, breathing even heavier than before.
Huan Ci was already blushing and stared at him angrily: "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"
"Don't worry, I won't do anything. I will remember what the imperial doctor said." Fu Shen chuckled.
Huan Ci pinched him and scolded him with raised eyebrows: "Why did you even ask this?"
Before she could finish her words, someone had already blocked her lips, and the only thing left in the room was the woman's coquettish whisper.
After a while, Fu Shen's breathing gradually calmed down. Huan Ci supported his head and shook his head helplessly.
It used to take him a long time to fall asleep, but he fell asleep as soon as she pushed him away. This shows how much he has suffered these days.
After covering him with a thin blanket, Huan Ci tiptoed to the ground, and then he realized that Chen'er had also fallen asleep.
She was very awake now, not feeling sleepy at all, especially since she had been pestered by Fu Shen for a while, and now she felt like her face was burning.
Since they were all asleep, it would be a hindrance for her to stay here. Huan Ci walked lightly to the west room, spread out the papers on the table and looked at them carefully.
These were all the drawings she had drawn before about opening an academy. She originally thought it would take a long time, but now it seems that it will be realized soon.
But this is fine. Bingzhou Academy is so big. If we build something on the open space at the back and plan carefully, it will definitely not be worse than the Royal Academy in the capital. Moreover, the academy in the capital has a lot of requirements.
The gentleman doesn't have much reputation, so why not just grab a piece of the pie from it?
Huan Ci was already eager to try. He quickly spread paper and ink to write a letter to Ah Lian, asking him to find someone to tidy up the empty space at the back first, and wait for her to discuss with Fu Shen before thinking about how to build it.