Under the Power Chapter 132:

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Chapter 132

White Deer enters Beijing, Longyan Joy.

As a result, Hu Zongxian has become a man of great importance to the sage. It seems that the black hat of the governor of Liangzhe can be kept for a long time. Lu Yi didn't have to worry about being implicated by him.

This summer was more than two months away from home. It was early spring when I left, and it was early summer when I returned. Pomegranate flowers, rhododendrons, magnolias, honeysuckle, etc. spread from the outskirts of the city to the city, and there are flowers everywhere. She walked in it, but her mood became more and more depressed.

"Mother, I'm back." She opened the door and said to Yuan Chen who was pushing the millstone in the courtyard.

Yuan Chen turned his head, saw her put the grinding wheel down, came over, dragged her arm up and down to look at her back and forth, and asked: "Are you injured? Have you gotten into trouble? Has your salary been deducted?"

Shook his head this summer: "None."

"What's wrong with your head?"

"Knocked accidentally, it's okay."

The Yuan Chen's mind was relieved, and then he scolded angrily: "Do you still know that there is a home here? You still know that you are coming back! It takes more than two months for a field..."

"Official duties are in your body, you cannot help yourself."

This summer, he took out the monthly salary that he had just received from the six doors and handed it to her to soothe her anger. Yuan Chen took the silver, calmed down a bit, and immediately remembered another thing: "Yes, the Yi family's marriage, now that you are back, you have to settle down quickly..."

"Mother, the Yi family’s relationship has been pushed. I want to be promoted to catch the head. I have no thoughts and no time to give birth to children in the past two years." At first, there are four taels of silver every month."

"No, I can't drag on any longer." Yuan Chen did not let go for the sake of silver. "It is not easy to meet someone like the Yi family. I never thought that the third son of the Yi family would be right. You actually care about it..."

"Mother!"

I interrupted her this summer, with a heavy tone.

Yuan Chen was startled: "What's wrong?"

Aware of her gaffe, she was taken aback this summer and said to her: "Anyway...Before I became a head-catcher, if you don't think about it, please stop working." After that, she hurried Went in.

"Your child...marriage matter, I can't call you the shots yet, right!" Yuan Chen was annoyed, went back to push the millstone, rubbed it twice, and said loudly into the house, "Zhao I steamed a bowl of egg custard, you can eat it now."

This summer’s voice came from the house: "That’s for my brother, I won’t eat it."

"If you ask you to eat, you can eat! People have lost a lot of weight." Yuan Chen nagged, "Also,'Before catching the head, don't consider this matter'. It’s okay to catch your head, can you still marry... Change your clothes and soak them in the basin, wait until I finish grinding this bag of beans, and then wash it for you..."

I was in the house this summer. I put the clothes I changed aside, with the marriage stone in my palm. I stared at it for a moment, and then I put it in my arms again.

After the Liangzhe incident, Lu Yi finally hurried back to the capital.

He heard of a major event before he even arrived in the capital. Zou Yinglong went to impeach Yan Shifan. He should be murderous. "The minister of the Ministry of Industry, Yan Shifan, is insatiable with his patriarchal rights. Song steals the emperor by his patriarchal authority. The power of Shifan was restored to his son and stolen the handle of his father. Song and his son were born in Yuanzhou. They bought a fertile field and a beautiful house in Nanjing. Please cut the head of the Shifan and hang it in the city. Gouchen made a false statement, but he was willing to kill him."

This memorial confession was a desperate posture. The saint was furious and ordered Yan Shifan to be arrested and imprisoned.

Hearing this, Lu Yi didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart. On the contrary, he became more worried. Zou Yinglong would not suddenly impeach Yan Shifan at this time for no reason, there must be someone behind him. No matter who this person is, it is not a good thing that the knife is revealed, but the Yan Shifan cannot be killed immediately.

Lu Yi returned home and learned from Cen Fu that Dad was in the garden, so he rushed to meet him in the garden. From a distance, among the flowers and trees, he saw the black cloak his father used to wear at home, and his heart sank slightly. Now it is the end of May, and Dad is still wearing the cloak. Is it really bad for his body?

He stepped forward quickly and saw Lu Bing holding scissors to trim the branches and leaves of a camellia, with an air of concentration, like a mountain layman, like a frightening commander of Jinyiwei.

"Daddy, I'm back." He said softly.

Lu Yi looked up at him, then trimmed the flower branches again, and asked, "Why did you come back so late? This year this carp bead is very competitive. It has 18 flowers. It's a pity that you even have one. Missed."

Lu Yi was slightly startled. This carp bead was transplanted from Dali thousands of miles away. Because it is not suitable for the northern climate, it has not bloomed for three or four years since it was transplanted. It was unexpected that it bloomed this year.

Cut off the last remaining leaf, Lu Bing handed the scissors to the servant on the side, beckoning the servant to leave.

"Daddy, isn't it okay? Did you ask the doctor to come and see it?" Lu Yi poured a cup of hot tea and handed it respectfully, "I heard that I didn't sleep well at night?"

Lu Bing was reluctant to talk more: "It's nothing. Bai Lu gave it a good gift. Hu Zongxian's black hat can be worn for a few years. Can you give him an idea?"

Lu Yi smiled and said: "I can't hide anything from Daddy."

Hearing this, Lu Bing took a deep look at him, seemingly interesting, then lowered his eyes to take a sip of tea.

"By the way, how did Zou Yinglong's impeachment of Yan Shifan happen so suddenly? Who is the master behind him?" Lu Yi asked. Lu Bing is the leader of Jin Yiwei, and the wind and grass in the capital can't escape his eyes, let alone this big event.

"Why don't you want to ask who was the person behind his impeachment during your last impeachment?" Seeing Lu Yi did not answer, Lu Bingcai said, "You already knew who it was, right? Since he dared to bully me and take your knife, he can't blame me for doing it."

Lu Yi was surprised when he heard this. He hadn't thought that the person who instigated Zou Yinglong was actually his father.

"Father..." He frowned deeply. "I worry that Yan Jiashu has deep roots and cannot be defeated at all at once. If he thumps up, he will definitely bite us back."

When a gust of wind passed, Lu Bing couldn't help coughing several times, his head was dizzy, and his body swayed. Lu Yi hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

Lu Bing patted his hand several times.

"Don't worry, with me, they dare not act rashly... I want to rest for a while, you can go down first."

Seeing that his father's face was not good, Lu Yi didn't dare to disturb him with the troubles from Chaotang, so he had to withdraw first.

Six doors in the capital.

"What's the matter? You have to call everyone back?" This summer, the hunters who were busy watching the house inexplicably, "You don't need to patrol the streets, right?"

"Stop wordy, go to work! I'm afraid there is still dust on the screen, so quickly wipe it." A trapper put a rag into her hand and urged, "The top said It must be cleaned up before Youshi, and the yard has to be cleaned. Hurry up..."

"This is not young, so what to clean well? With this idle time, I might as well catch a few more thieves." This summer dissatisfied.

"The above said, Young Master Yan will come over later, let us clean up quickly. Young Master Yan loves to clean..."

"Wait!" This summer said in surprise, "Which Young Master Yan?"

"Which son Yan can still have, Yan Shifan!"

"The Holy Master didn't have a will to take him to jail! What's the matter?" This summer became more inexplicable.

"Someone was brought back to jail, but I was invited back. The Criminal Ministry Kou Shangshu personally greeted him. As soon as he entered Beijing, he was invited back to the mansion and served with good wine and food. I heard that it was Young Master Yan himself. Proposal, saying that after all, the saint has a will, we still have to stay in jail for it to be appropriate, no, the boss hastened to clean the courtyard..."

"...This is also called prison!"

I was furious this summer and wanted to talk, but Yang Yue was dragged aside.

"Shhh! Don't talk nonsense!" He dragged it straight to the penthouse this summer and persuaded, "I know you are not feeling well, you go home first!"

"I'm not going! I just want to see what kind of imperial court prisoner this is!" This summer, his chest was fluctuating and he put Pudao on the table and said, "Dali Temple doesn't care, the Criminal Ministry doesn't care, it's the procuratorate. No matter what, the civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty don't care! What else are we going to be the quicker and the thief!

Yang Yue said anxiously: "Okay, little master, I know you are resentful, but it is not time now. Listen to me, go home and rest for a few days..."

As he was talking, he heard a noise outside, among which Tongyu’s voice was the loudest.

"Stand well, stand well, stand well! Young Master Yan will be here soon, and we will stand up quickly!"

I heard this this summer, and I was irritated, and I wished to go out and kick him immediately, but Yang Yue held him tightly.

"Master, it's too late to leave now, just stay here and don't move! Don't force me to tie you!" Yang Yue warned her, "It's not a time to get angry now!"

This summer, I pulled on a stool and sat down with anger. She also knew that she was weak, and being angry would only be bad.

At some point, the outside fell into silence.

The silence didn't last long. Soon there was a lot of footsteps outside, and then I heard the sound of Kou Shangshu laughing with the Xing Department.

"Young Master Yan, take a look, it's not an individual here. I think you should go back and live."

Get up this summer, and Yang Yue looked out through the window, Yan Shifan gently shook the folding fan, surrounded by a large number of officials, entered the six doors, stood in the front yard, and looked up at the ginkgo tree.

It is the midsummer time, the ginkgo branches are luxuriant, the breeze under the tree is slow, and a few leaves occasionally fall.

A yellow leaf happened to fall on Yan Shifan’s shoulder. He took it down, looked at it for a moment, and smiled: "Before autumn, there will be yellow leaves falling. Xia Xingqiu orders the air to be murderous. Six doors are six. The door is really different from elsewhere."

The head catcher went to Kou Shangshu and whispered a few words.

Kou Shangshu hurriedly laughed at Yan Shifan and said: "It's time for dinner. There is a Manxianglou next to it. The food is good. Why don't you go and eat first?"

Yan Shifan waved his hand and said: "I think this yard is pretty good. Put tables and chairs on it. Let's eat here."

"Here?" Kou Shang was embarrassed in writing, "This is a front yard with six doors, this... outsiders come and go."

"What's the matter with it, just set up a screen." Yan Shifan didn't care, and snapped Nunu's mouth at the six neatly standing doors, and smiled, "Isn't this a natural screen."

Using the catcher as a screen, the general catcher's complexion is not very good. Earlier, I heard that Yan Shifan used a beautiful woman as a meat screen. That was his family's private affair. The six doors were used as a meat screen for the court to maintain the law and order, which is too much.

Kou Shangshu was stunned, regardless of the head-catching face, and laughed: "It's still Mr. Yan's idea. Come on, you can quickly arrange it. Mr. Yan, let's have a cup of tea inside. Wait for them to set up properly before using the meal."

Yan Shifan smiled and nodded, shook his folding fan, and walked inside with Kou Shangshu.

In the penthouse, he almost bit his teeth with hatred this summer, and Yang Yue frowned deeply.