The punishment of the female imperial court

Yu Qiansi's shallow eyes lightly passed over all the names like feathers, and finally stopped on the day of the [-]th day.

That day was the second day after the Zhaixing Tower incident, the day she brought Zhang Yilunqiao into the palace for an autopsy, and it was also the day when the floating corpse was pushed into the water and drowned.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Su Fengcha stayed in the palace because he pleaded guilty before the emperor, but
Yu Qiansi asked: "Master Shaoqing, are you also in the palace on the [-]th day?"

She remembered that they parted at the gate of the palace, Shang Fu should have gone home.

"Speaking of this!" Shang Fu raised his head angrily, and sat on the floor with legs bent: "The old man in my family insisted that I enter the palace to accompany Su Fengcha to plead guilty, if I don't go, I will be kicked out of the business! You say that they are old-fashioned, it is clear that the saints have already made a decree, but it is just a fine, and they have to deliberately act like a miserable self-abuse of "the old minister has more than a crime", saying that it is self-punishment, I think it is just looking for a reason To restore my official reputation! I don’t know who to play it for!”

If he were a saint, he would be so angry with these acting-loving courtiers one day that he couldn't get over it.

It also caused him to enter the palace to suffer together, and the saint could not sleep well.

Fang Fuli, who was thinking about his future, blushed when he heard this, and lowered his head under Yu Qiansi's playful scrutiny.

He was planning to take advantage of his years of hard work in the Ministry of War to kneel outside the Yuchen Hall, cry and find a way for himself, but unexpectedly, he was exposed by the stunned young man of the merchant.If you really do this in the future, you won't be exposed by the merchant, right?
Why did the Marquis of Yongning give birth to such a stupefied young man? It's really frustrating!

Here, Xiang Yuqiansi is still asking about the details of that day.

"Master Shaoqing, do you still remember who stayed in Yuchen Palace that night? Is there anything unusual?"

abnormal?

Shang Fu's grievance was even worse: "The bluestone bricks of Yuchen Palace are unusually hard! After nightfall, the air-conditioning penetrated straight into my knees, and my knees became numb after kneeling for a long time. If it weren't for the kind supervisor to send us there Rest, my legs must be useless now."

Noticing Yu Qian's raised eyebrows, he suddenly realized that he was off the track again, shook his head and thought for a long time, and choked out a sentence: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yu, I was really tired that day, and it hurts to touch the pillow. Fell asleep."

Recently, due to the great marriage of the saint, and the arrival of envoys in Beijing and the marriage of the princess, the Yuchen Palace is extremely lively.If I remember correctly, that night was the second day after the princess' accident, and there were especially many people in the palace.He was so concerned about his knees that he didn't pay attention to his surroundings at all.

Yu Qiansi was not surprised by Shang Fu's answer. If he could list everything clearly, it would make her suspicious.

The Shangfu on the other side continued to check and identify one by one, the sun gradually disappeared between Qiongyu, the Ministry of War lit the lamp, and everything was quiet, except for the slight sound of the friction between the cloth and the paper.

Just after the tea in Yuqiansi's bowl was refilled three times, Shang Fu suddenly turned over, lay sprawled on the map, and let out a long cry: "Finally, it's over!"

Fang Fuli's heart fluttered, and his good days were coming to an end.

The support staff from the Ministry of War at the side were worried, and came forward to report: "My lords, after checking the thirteen maps that have been moved and other maps, the map that was lost is the map of Longyou Road."

Fang Fuli was completely paralyzed on the ground, shaking like a bone sieve. I'm afraid he just wanted to enter the palace to act, but he lost his strength.

Hearing the words, Bo Yi who was on the side suddenly exuded awe-inspiring aura.

Yuqian couldn't help but look over, what recalled in her mind was what Bo Yi said when she was seriously injured in Yunzhong City.

His adoptive father called him Feng Qingyang.

The Feng family is the general guarding Longyou Road.

She put down the teacup in her hand, and the jade in the universe on her fingertips exuded a solitary brilliance under the moonlight.

This matter is getting more and more complicated.

But she has also touched the elastic rope of the cowhide sheath tied with the rope, and the next thing to do is to pull it at the right time to wrap all the ghosts and monsters in it.

Just as he was about to be ordered, he saw people from Dali Temple rushing over in a hurry and reported to Shang Fu: "Master Shaoqing, someone is robbing the prison!"

Shang Fu got up too hastily, staggered and almost fell again: "What? Who dares to rob the prison?"

"It's General Xiang. Someone falsely delivered an imperial decree and went to prison to take General Xiang away. The Gyeonggi Guards have already sent people to chase after him!"

Shang Fu turned his head to look at Yu Qiansi, and that person noticed the members of the Criminal Division in the shadows under the corridor.

"Master Yu" Shang Fu hesitated.

Yu Qiansi didn't shirk, and sent an order in a cold voice: "Tell the Gyeonggi Guards, we must keep alive! If something happens to the general, everyone in the Gyeonggi Guards will be punished as collusion with the enemy!"

This change came suddenly, and after Shang Fu took people away, Yu Qiansi was still contemplating.

The ambition of the person behind the scenes is not ordinary, and they intend to uproot the forces of the Xiang family army.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for news that Gyeonggi Wei almost shot and killed General Xiang and his party. Fortunately, Shang Fu and the others arrived in time and rescued General Xiang who was shot into a hedgehog, but now he is unconscious and found nothing.

Immediately afterwards, the will of the saint came to her.

The sage is naturally aware of the pros and cons.This matter not only involves whether General Xiang is collaborating with the enemy and treason, and working with others to steal the map.

There are not many military generals in Dasheng now, and no matter whether the evidence is solid or not, if the military generals in Beijing end up like this, it may cause a mutiny in the army.At the time of the peace talks again, there is no guarantee that it will not be reported by someone with a heart, that His Majesty wants to kill the donkey, so he has to be cautious.

Yu Qiansi took over the imperial decree, which was very simple.

Three days later, the Great Court Meeting is the last time His Majesty can delay, so we must find out the truth before the Great Court Meeting.

Yuqiansi accepted the order silently, and swayed to the stall where she usually went to sit there.

The hustle and bustle of the world, which is transpiring in the smoke and fire, will never be disturbed by any trivial matters.

Boyi watched from a distance, but in the end he still didn't come forward.

For him at this moment, there are many questions that need to be resolved urgently.If you don't know how to face yourself, let alone comfort others?

This sudden life and death gave him some ideas.

Stepping on the sound of the evening drum, he walked aimlessly along the street that was becoming less and less crowded, as if following the cool track of the evening wind.

"Amitabha."

The chaotic and mixed thoughts in his mind were interrupted by this soft but powerful Buddha's name. He suddenly looked up and found himself walking in front of the Yinlong Temple again.

It was the little novice from last time.

Boyi nodded and smiled lightly: "Little Master, you have worked hard, and Master Jikong asked you to come here to stop me again?"

"No, benefactor," the little novice made a "please" gesture and said, "Zen Zun said that today is a good time to clear up doubts for an old friend, and I specially ordered this little monk to wait here."

Boyi was full of doubts in his heart. Is there a big difference between this time and last time?Why did I not see myself last time, but I am willing to see him this time?But he still followed the little novice into the Yinlong Temple.

When I walked to the gate of the Buddhist monastery, I happened to meet a woman in white with a fence on her head coming out of the Buddhist monastery.The three of them met on the narrow path, and Boyi stepped aside first, nodding his head to signal the woman to leave.

The woman under the fence nodded lightly to express her thanks, and the white gauze in front of her shook slightly.

The three of them staggered, and there was no intersection.

In the courtyard, Ji Kong was still sitting under the window near the courtyard, watching the flourishing garden, lighting a fire, and waiting for a cup of tea.

Boyi sat down and expressed the doubt in his heart.

Jikong didn't answer, but asked instead: "Benefactor, what did you ask last time?"

Boyi hesitated for a moment, then replied, "I want to know if there are so many tragedies because of my intervention."

"Then if it is as the benefactor thinks, will you stop what you are doing?"

"This..." Boyi's heart shuddered, and he said truthfully, "No."

This is a shadow that has been hanging over his head for ten years, even if he risked his life, he still has to be clear about it.

"That's it. The benefactor already has the answer in his heart. Naturally, he doesn't need to come to the poor monk and go back and forth like this. It's just a waste of time."

Boyi smiled in relief, and asked again: "Then why this time?"

"Then I have to ask again, why did the benefactor come here this time?"

Boyi held the hot tea in his cup tightly, and looked at the raging fire, adding a bit of dryness to this late summer night.

He couldn't help being lost in thought, thinking wildly.

With the furnace in summer, wouldn't the eminent monks be hot?
Ji Kong didn't urge him, just poured tea for him, and quietly chanted scriptures with his eyes closed for the rest of the time, and the only sound between the two was the familiar and comfortable sound of the beads being struck.

"I want to know who I should be"

He has many identities, but none of them are what he wants.Before coming to Beijing, I always deliberately didn't think about these things, but no matter how fast the horse ran, I couldn't escape these dangerous questions behind me.

Who should he be?How should we deal with ourselves?How should we live in the world?

He was troubled.

The last time I experienced life and death, I felt empty and helpless in my heart. When I was dying, all I thought about in my heart, except for the red dress in front of me, was boundless loss.

"A name is just a mark. It can only determine where a person comes from and where he passes by, but it cannot represent a person's destination."

Ji Kong smiled knowingly, as if seeing himself when he was young: "Everything can be done from the heart."

From the heart, is that all right?
There was still doubt in Boyi's eyes, but Jikong didn't say anything more.

The silence between the two rose again in the small room amidst the din of the fire.

After a long time, Jikong finished reciting sutras with his eyes closed, and then opened his eyes and said: "Recently, I promised an old friend to help her recite sutras, and I can't leave the meditation room. If the master of the jade hall is free, please come and sit."

Boyi knew that this conversation was coming to an end, and he had to slowly figure out the remaining puzzles.

But he was not irritable, this moment of tranquility had already made him feel much better physically and mentally.

Yuqiansi has a lot of things to do when she comes in, if she has time, she should be allowed to sneak in for a while.

After getting Jikong's life, he seemed to have received the imperial decree, and felt that he had an upright reason to see her.I bought some spicy vegetarian food, and before the curfew, I went back to find Yuqiansi, walking steadily and firmly.

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