Confucius businesswoman: proud of the world

Chapter 212
Luo calmly said: "Miss, won't you write a letter to the young master?"

Kong Linglong squeezed the letter and looked at Luo Congrong. The more he looked at her like this and waited for a reply, the more she didn't know what to say, "Tomorrow is the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. Let's talk about it after everything is over."

……

Luo calmly looked at her with strange eyes.

Kong Linglong put away the letter and said, "I don't want to distract him."

Luo Congrong didn't say anything, he was just a guard in the final analysis and had no right to interfere in the affairs between the two of them.But when he saw Kong Linglong's complex expression when he put away the letter, he somehow felt that the master should not be distracted at this time.

At night, Suye who didn't wait for the letter was a little disappointed, but he didn't dare to think deeply about Kong Linglong's heart, so he forced himself to focus on the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

Everything is ready, the bureau of the shop has been laid, and Situ Xueyi must have set up a set.

"I want to find out the person behind Situ Xueyi who wants to kill me." Looking at the topographic map of Huangji Temple in front of him, Suye said to Mrs. Qinghe.

Mrs. Qinghe looked at him lightly, "Maybe it's someone you didn't expect in the end."

Suye slowly met her mother's eyes: "In this world, apart from my mother and Linglong, I don't care about anyone else."

The caring here refers to the person who has the ability to hurt him, even if the black hand behind it is unexpected, he will not be afraid.

Mrs. Qinghe knew what he meant, and there was a trace of pity in her eyes.

After Suye left, Mrs. Qinghe stared out of the window in a daze. Perhaps, she held on for too long, and it was time for her to retire?Now that the head of the family is handed over to Suye, she no longer needs to worry about it.

On the day of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, the weather was slightly cloudy, and Jin Yiwei had already mobilized. Not only Jin Yiwei, but also the imperial guards guarding the palace followed a third of them. Around the carriage frame of Emperor Liang and the Empress, Daliang Jianguo was killed in a bloody storm. A fortune teller once said that the existence of Daliang violated the way of heaven, and he would be punished sooner or later.

Therefore, starting from Emperor Taizu of Liang, every year the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was very solemn, and the emperor had to fast for three days and kneel in the temple for three days to get up, just to ask God for forgiveness.

Therefore, today, bloodshed and killings are unknown.

Any behavior that crosses the line will make the emperor angry, because it will make the emperor feel that the offender is despising his rule.

Liang Hui stood closest to Emperor Liang and the Empress, with a calm expression on his face, but in fact he was a little absent-minded. He received a letter from Zhao Niang the night before, saying that she had seen a female doctor who might not be able to survive in this life. Infertile.

It's not that Liang Hui hadn't been mentally prepared. He even waited patiently for Zhao Niang for ten years. He wanted Zhao Niang, and having children was not his priority. Of course, it was also because of Zhao Niang's special nature.

But when Zhao Niang wrote to him at this juncture, he felt somewhat indescribable, because Zhao Niang seemed to be carrying "guilt" between the lines for not being able to give him a child.

This made Liang Hui's mouth curl up a little.

"Liang Hui." Emperor Liang frowned displeasedly, "When will your Jin Yiwei be ready?"

The relationship between the royal guards and the imperial army seemed a little uncoordinated, and there was a coldness between several of them and the imperial army.

Liang Hui quickly glanced at the situation: "The ministers are incapable of managing, so let them come back immediately, please rest for a while, Your Majesty."

As he said hurriedly towards those guards in Jinyi, Emperor Liang softened his expression.

Afterwards, the majestic finally drove out of Huangcheng Avenue. All the people had been notified in advance that a long road had been cleared on the street. Most of the people dared not go out, and some who liked to stand on both sides of the road watched.

Jing Zhaoyin also sent a large number of government soldiers here to watch over the people.

"I heard that this year, His Majesty will personally copy a hundred copies of Buddhist scriptures, disperse them in peace charms, and give them to those who go to offer incense."

"Obtaining the safe talisman, does it mean that I also obtained His Majesty's calligraphy?"

Some people talked in low voices with smiles, and some people even planned to go to Huangji Temple to ask for a lottery as soon as the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was over.

"It's probably because there are many disasters today, both in Huaibei and Lingnan. The imperial court allocated a lot of money for disaster relief, but with little effect."

"No wonder it feels like this year's grand ceremony is more serious than before."

The most important thing is that it is serious from top to bottom, unlike before, occasionally there will be some entertainment programs for people to watch at the grand ceremony.Some people even saw the emperor and empress waving to the people in the carriage.

But this year, apart from the solemnity, there was no movement in the carriage of the empress.

Fang Yin was among the crowd, watching the emperor's carriage pass by with bloodshot eyes.He is from his hometown in Lingnan who was affected by the disaster, and he fully knows that the drought in Lingnan has not been brought under control because some corrupt officials have obstructed it and embezzled the allocated money. However, he does not believe that the dignified emperor will not know these things. Close one eye, laissez-faire attitude.

You don't treat the people kindly, but you pretend to hold a ceremony to sacrifice to the heavens. Do you really think that reciting scriptures for three days can erase everything?

Yu'er tugged at his sleeve nervously: "Miss tells you to leave here quickly, there are imperial guards everywhere in the palace, don't expose yourself."

This hero Fang is really not worrying for a moment, the most important thing is that only the young lady can command him, so don't let him do it again.

Because the route taken by the people in the palace happened to be two streets away from the silk and satin village, Fang Yin couldn't hold back and came over to take a look. Of course he changed his appearance, but his eyes were fixed on the forbidden army, Only people who are blind can't feel it.

Yu'er pulled Fang Yin out of the crowd desperately, and then hurried to an alley, where a carriage was parked, Yu'er took out a bundle from the car, and hurriedly stuffed it to Fang Yin: "This is what Mr. Su Ye gave you. The clothes you prepared, the young master's first explanation is to let you enter Huangji Temple with a different identity."

Originally, he wanted to make some noise, and he had a chance only after entering the Huangji Temple.

Fang Yin stared at the burden, grabbed it, and took out a suit of clothes from it. The moment he saw it, even the hero couldn't hold back his expression: "This?!"

Yu'er guessed it: "Don't be disgusted, the young master said, the important thing is to get in."

In fact, she also wanted to laugh when she saw this dress for the first time, especially when she thought of Fang Yin's funny look, but, ahem, she had to hold back, at least she couldn't show it in front of Fang Yin.

It can be seen that Fang Yin tried his best to endure, and finally put the clothes away: "...I will change it when the time comes."

Yu'er coughed lightly: "Then I'll go back to see Miss, this carriage is just for you, let you play by ear."

Fang Yin nodded: "I see."

After a while, he added: "Please tell Miss, no matter what the result is, I, Fang, will always be grateful for Miss' kindness."

Saying the same as saying goodbye, Yu'er felt a little uncomfortable: "Miss said that Mr. Su Ye's plan is safe, and you will be fine."

Fang Yin remained silent. To be fair, he didn't believe there would be a foolproof plan.

Yu'er couldn't stand the atmosphere, and said, "I'm leaving first, you...you take care of yourself."

After Yu'er ran away, Fang Yin slowly shook off the clothes. This time, there was no funny in his eyes, but solemn darkness.

Yu'er went back and told Kong Linglong that she had given the things to Fang Yin. Fuling asked Kong Linglong nervously, "Although Fang Yin has sneaked into Huangji Temple, what about Jing Wuchang? What is Master Suye's next step?"

Kong Linglong said: "Jing Wuchang Suye will arrange it himself, we just need to guarantee Fang Yin's side."

It is probably for the sake of safety that the troops are divided into two groups.

As for what Suye would do, to be honest, Kong Linglong didn't know all about it, but not knowing didn't mean she didn't believe it.

She believed in Su Ye very much.

At this time, none of the girls in the silk and satin village would have guessed that not only did Jing Wuchang not rush to Huangji Temple, but he was still playing chess face to face with Suye in Fengyan Xiaozhu.

"Are you ready?" Su Ye asked while looking at Jing Wuchang.

Jing Wuchang's answer to this was simple and direct: "I have been preparing for ten years."

A reward flashed across Su Ye's eyes: "If you want to get back the title of Jinyiwei Commander, you can't simply let Liang Hui die, but also let him do what he should do in front of His Majesty."

Only when the fox shows its tail can it destroy the most fundamental thing. The most fundamental thing about Liang Hui is not his life, but everything he stole from Jing Wuchang, including status and identity.

(End of this chapter)