After being reborn, being alone as a queen

Hearing the movement, the man didn't turn his head back, just doing what he was doing on his own

The guard stopped at the door spontaneously, wanting to make a noise but afraid of disturbing him.

Holding three incense sticks in his hand, the man made a composition towards the memorial tablet on the table, and said softly: "A few days ago, I was ordered by the emperor to go to the Huaixi area privately, but I couldn't make it back. I feel very guilty in my heart, and I don't know Are you angry with me, make it up today."

During this period of time, the adults were not in the mansion, so it turned out that they left Beijing by the emperor's order.

He is in a daze on this side, but the incense has been burnt on the other side, and the paper money is completely burned in the brazier

The man in front of the coffin turned his head, revealing a slightly tired face. The man's face was similar to his whole body, with an innate elegance that made people feel close and relaxed for no reason.

Seeing him, the man smiled and said softly, "Fang Yuan, why is it you?"

Fang Yuan was a little at a loss, every time he saw the adults, he felt that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Xu Shi noticed his nervousness, and the man didn't ask any more questions, but squatted down to clean up the incense sticks and paper money on the ground.

Fang Yuan stepped over and blurted out, "My lord! Let the villains do these things!"

The man glanced at him with a smile: "Okay."

Fang Yuan quickly squatted down, put the scattered incense candles and unburned paper money into the bag, the man was squatting beside him, and there was a pleasant smell of sandalwood coming from his body

Fang Yuan unconsciously relaxed

Seeing that his body was no longer tense, the man said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Fang Yuan put the packed things on the table and said: "My lord, there is someone looking for you at the door, he said...he is the prime minister, the villain also met the prime minister once when I was next to the lord, although I can't see clearly , but the villain also feels very similar."

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth froze instantly, he grabbed Fang Yuan's shoulder and said, "What did you say?! Who did he say he was?"

Fang Yuan had never seen such an adult who lost his composure. He forgot to be embarrassed when his shoulders were pinched, and stared blankly at the man's shocked face.

The man also realized that he was overly emotional, slowly let go of his fingers, and tried to force a smile: "Are you really reading that right?"

Fang Yuan nodded blankly, pointed at the door and said, "That young master is still waiting at the door."

The man got up immediately: "Take me there quickly!"

He hurriedly walked towards the front door, Fang Yuan followed behind, even had to trot to catch up

As soon as he stepped out of the mansion gate, he saw the tall and slender familiar figure under the steps, and his own guards lying at his feet.

But how is it possible?

How can a person come back from the dead?

The man stopped in his tracks, and said in surprise, "You..."

Perhaps in order not to reveal his identity, the man pulled down the brim of the hat on his robe, revealing only a thin begonia-colored lips and a straight nose bridge.

He hooked his lips and said softly: "Duan Weichu, are you doubting Gu? How can Gudang prove himself? Why don't you prove yourself with your bare butt?"

Duan Nan, the censor of the current dynasty, was named Chu.

Duan Nan was caught off guard and choked, his eyes stared at the person in front of him, his breathing seemed to freeze for a moment

This voice, this tone...

Moreover, no one other than Song Liyuan knew about the embarrassing things about me when I was young and frivolous.

You can't go wrong!

However, this street is surrounded by official residences, so it is inevitable that the walls have ears, so he can't reveal anything wrong

So he suppressed the astonishment on his face, raised his voice slightly, as if he was forced to say politely: "I don't know what heinous mistake has been made by the servants in my mansion. Your Excellency wants to kill you like this?"

Song Huai'an naturally understood what he meant, and said coldly: "This kind of servant who is arrogant and powerful, it is not a pity to die."

Duan Nan: "I don't know what you can learn from your sudden visit."

"I can't talk about teaching, but I just heard that Lord Yushi got a picture of eternal spring a few days ago. I don't know if it's true? I just want to see it quickly and gain knowledge. I don't know if Lord Yushi wants to give up his love?"

Duan Nan was slightly startled, but then he was relieved

As expected of Song Liyuan, a few days ago his house did get an incredible picture.

The name 'Eternal Spring Picture' sounds quite poetic, like that of a literati.

In fact, everyone in Jianghu knows that this picture kills people invisible, but it is a hidden weapon that has entered the top twenty hidden weapons in the world. This kind of treasure depends entirely on luck, and it is hard to find.

Duan Nan said coldly: "What if I don't want to?"

Song Huai'an's eyes hidden in the darkness couldn't see clearly what the expression was, but the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed a little weird and creepy

He said coolly: "It's a dry day, my lord, don't be so impetuous. We don't pay attention to whether a twisted melon is sweet or not. You will only know if this melon is sweet or not after you twist it."

Fang Yuan's face was numb, what kind of twisted melon, what kind of metaphor is this.

Duan Nan obviously couldn't hold back anymore, the corners of his eyebrows twitched.

"Then please, Your Excellency!"

After finishing speaking, as if extremely angry and helpless, he turned around and entered the mansion first with his sleeves thrown.

Song Huaian tugged on his robe and followed in.

After entering the mansion, as soon as the gate was closed, Fang Yuan retreated consciously.

Song Huaian pulled his hat down, revealing that smiling face: "Master Yushi's official authority is getting bigger and bigger."

Duan Nan said dully: "It's really you...you're not dead?"

Song Huaian raised his eyebrows: "Why, are you disappointed that I didn't die?"

Duan Nan clenched his fists tightly, knelt down on one knee and cupped his fists and said, "Master Prime Minister, it's the fault of this official that he didn't realize that you were in danger."

Song Huaian was silent for a while, then sighed

He knew that if he came to see these acquaintances, the scene in front of him would be inevitable.

But for His Highness, he had no choice but to pick up the knife in his hand.

"Forget it, get up. That matter has nothing to do with you. It was Gu who voluntarily cut off contact with you in the East Palace in the past few years. Naturally, Gu will bear the consequences caused by his carelessness."

Duan Nan blamed himself, and when he received the news, Song Huaian was already dead.

His Majesty kept his body in the palace all the time, and for this benefactor who was also a teacher and friend to Duan Nan, he didn't even have the chance to see him for the last time.

Song Huaian tugged at him: "Get up, who taught you how to treat guests, go to the room and talk."

Duan Nan stood up slowly and led Song Huaian to his bedroom

Standing at the door, Cuizhu saw her lord coming with a man covered in black robes from a distance, she didn't dare to look more, she brushed her body and said, "My servant has seen your lord."

Duan Nan waved his hand: "Okay, Cuizhu, go down and rest, and don't let anyone approach my yard if there is nothing to do."

"Yes, my lord."

Cuizhu resigned as she said, and when she passed by Song Huaian, she smelled a faint and somewhat familiar fragrance, and she glanced at it with her eyebrows, but she didn't remember where she smelled it.

Duan Nan closed the door and put on the wooden cork again.

Song Huaian took off his robe, put his butt on the chair, didn't want to move anymore, his legs were sore from waiting outside

Duan Nan sat next to him, poured him a cup of tea and said, "I don't know what happened to your lord's death? If others say that you are dead, I will definitely not believe you, but even Your Majesty..."

Song Huaian took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and said, "Your Majesty doesn't know about this, so..."

Song Huaian looked at Duan Nan indifferently.

Duan Nan was very kind, and immediately said: "Don't worry, the lower officials understand, so naturally they dare not reveal anything."

"So His Majesty doesn't know that you are not really dead?"

Song Huaian put down the teacup in his hand, smiled and said, "No, Gu is already dead."

"What?" Duan Nan's hand shook violently, and some of the tea in the cup was spilled on his mouth, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

"You will understand later."

Song Huai'an made a fool of himself, such absurd things can't be said by words alone.

Duan Nan is silent

Song Huai'an tapped his chin habitually, and said, "Do you know what the current court situation is? Why did your Majesty cancel the court meeting?"

Duan Nan thought for a while, and said: "Your Majesty is now canceling the court meeting. Although the officials don't say it publicly, they have different opinions in private. Some say that His Majesty is now obsessed with women and does not care about state affairs, and some say that His Majesty is too sad and now he is depressed. There are riots in all directions, and the officials left Beijing a few days ago on the orders of the emperor, seeing the power of the people's riots with their own eyes, the officials only have some guesses about His Majesty's intentions, and dare not speak nonsense."

A king is not a king, a country is not a country, and civil violence is only a matter of time.

There is never a shortage of people who want to rebel in this world.

"What's going on with Taiwei Li Zhongqing now? It is said that he is the only one controlling the court?"

Duan Nan frowned, and said, "Who did your lord listen to?"

Song Huai'an: "Marquis Zhongyong, Xie Rongshan."

Duan Nan was surprised: "Aren't you and Old Master Xie always at odds? Except for official business, the court is not willing to say a word. How could you have contact with him? What's going on?"

Song Huaian was helpless: "It's hard to explain this matter."

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Duan Nan didn't ask any more questions, and said: "During this period of time, when the official leaves the capital, our people will naturally restrain their edge and pretend to be grandsons, and since the news of the death of the adults spread, many people are timid and afraid of getting into trouble. All the officials turned their heads to flatter that old bastard Li Zhongqing, maybe it gave him some illusions."

Song Huaian: "..."

According to the virtues of that old man Li Zhongqing, it is really possible that this is the case, so it is so stupid to have a son.

After a while, Song Huai'an said: "Do you know about this person in that month?"

Although it is not a secret that His Royal Highness's male harem is in the palace, but because the common people find it difficult to accept it, it has not been publicized

Most of the officials, including those from the previous dynasty, did not understand that entering the palace was either for a banquet or a court meeting

For example, the one in front of you is the one you don’t understand

Duan Nan: "Yue Shang? Is it his real name? There are not many Yue surnames in Nanchu, so you can find out by checking the files of the household department."

Song Huai'an said: "I will leave this matter to you. Yue Shang's movements are very important. My current status is very inconvenient. I will live in your residence these days."

Duan Nan: "Xiaguan understands, Xiaguan will let someone clean up the room and come out."

The expressions of the two were very dignified, and they talked for half the night while holding the candle.

Until the middle of the night, the sound of a watchman beating the watch came from outside.

before leaving

Song Huaian said: "Do you have a study in your mansion?"

Duan Nan stood up, sent him out of the yard, and said: "Of course there are, if your lord is interested, you can ask someone to take you there tomorrow, besides, the first library in Beijing has been completed a few days ago. It is estimated that the building will be opened in the next few days.”

Although the Guozijian has the largest collection of books in Beijing, not everyone is eligible to enter the Guozijian, and children from poor families who have studied hard for decades are at great risk of being rejected.

The library was built by His Majesty in order to benefit the common people. It is extremely tall and contains ten thousand volumes of books. The authentic works of famous calligraphers were all transported out of the palace.

Open the door for poor students to read and appreciate

Song Huaian smiled, then nodded, wrapped his robe in the night, and followed Cuizhu to the room prepared for him

Cuizhu held the lantern, stood at the door and said, "My lord, this is the place, please."

Song Huaian nodded, turned around and walked in without making a sound.

Cuizhu is an old man next to Duan Nan, and she has seen him a lot before, so she will definitely reveal her secrets if she makes a sound.