Chapter 196 Don’t forget each other with a statement

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 196 Don’t forget each other with a statement

Prime Minister’s Mansion, West Garden, and Luan Diezhai.

Luo Bin, the Minister of Rites, knelt on the ground, dared not speak, and was sweating all over his head.

I dare not look up.

No one is talking here.

There are only two sounds in my ears.

The first is the rustling sound of ink brush strokes on the rice paper.

The second one is the sound of the maid grinding ink. The sound is very light, but it is constantly regular, as if it is tireless.

Liu Xiang reads and writes, and hates others to disturb him the most.

He knelt on the ground for no reason before he waited for Liu Xiang to speak.

"Shanqing, go down."

Luo Bin secretly raised his head and saw the maid quietly put down her things, bowed, and walked out of the door without looking sideways.

After coming here many times, he already understood the reason why these maids never spoke - it was not that they didn't want to, but because they couldn't.

On the first day I entered the mansion, I was dumb.

They couldn't say anything about the master. Two years ago, in this mansion, Liu Xiang's personal maid was lured by a spy sent by a Beijing official, and nodded and shook his head to answer several questions. Second

God, she died, and the blood shed sucked into the cracks of the bricks, and it has not been washed away by the rain until today.

...I guess I will die even worse than this one after today - but this is what he deserves.

"Brother Xuechun," he heard Liu Xiang call his words with a gentle voice, and said, "The inscriptions and calligraphy of Master Jiang are really mysterious. Once he was born, he was fascinated..."

Luo Xuechun's lips trembled even harder.

Have you been fascinated by an hour?

I'm afraid I'll have the heart to kill him.

He raised his head slightly and moved his gaze to Liu Xiang-Liu Mingyue's face again.

If we didn't say it, no one would have thought that the current chief powerful minister, treacherous minister, the infamous Liu Xiang, had such a name and looked so good.

As his name suggests, his body is like a willow, as bright as the moon, and his face is like a good woman.

But what is more famous are his words and the horror he represents.

His name is Mengcheng.

A word full of ambition.

When he entered the officialdom, no one thought that his dream would come true. Unfortunately, the dream came true.

This is a person who has reached the position of prime minister in six years.

Because it took him three years to defeat the remaining largest clan forces in the dynasty, giving the emperor a way to prevent him from being blocked.

It took another two years to please the current emperor and prince.

The emperor's order is given by one point, and he can do ten.

When the emperor went on a trip, he sent someone to pretend to be a commoner and shouted long live the mountain. When the emperor brought up a mouthful of fresh goods in the palace, he spent a lot of embezzled silver, a lot of people's wealth and ointment, and made some rare treasures to please the emperor;

If he mentioned in a private meeting that he was not happy with an official, for seven days, this person would either have an accident or resign.

Therefore, the emperor treated Liu Xiang as if he was a parent-child.

This official was almost the emperor who held Liu Mingyue's collar and pressed him to the position of prime minister.

Today, the reason why Liu is so angry with him, Luo Xuechun is very simple.

The emperor's 40th birthday is coming, and now the emperor believes in spiritual elixir and mysterious techniques. Liu Xiang is not able to particularly suit his preferences, and he is quite worried.

It was Luo Xuechun who took the initiative to solve the problems of the Prime Minister and said that there was an old god in his hometown who knew good elixirs for health preservation. It is said that after eating it, he immediately became clear-headed and could extend his life for five years, and he could just give it to the emperor as a gift.

Liu Xiang was very happy and asked him to bring the things first and then make plans.

But he was confused and directly included this uncertain thing in the gift list to be presented to the prime minister at that time, and just happened to fall out of his sleeve when he was bowing to the emperor.

The emperor saw it.

He was very happy, and what he was most looking forward to was this longevity pill.

He was so scared that he quickly went back to search for it himself, almost digging three feet of the ground, but... he couldn't find it.

Liu Xiang glanced at him, moved the paperweight apart, and showed him the rice paper.

"Do you know?"

Iron painting silver hooks, ink traces dripping.

"Mr. Jiang Xianshi's "Steel of the Family Temple"" Luo Xuechun answered honestly.

This calligraphy is too murderous and is written not like a sacrificial text, but rather like a proclamation of siege.

Liu Xiang praised: "It turns out that it is knowledgeable and talented. Then do you know where this monument is now?"

Luo Xuechun plundered in his mind frantically, but he didn't remember it.

"The official... I don't know, so I dare to ask the prime minister."

"This is the monument that Mr. Jiang browsed before his death. I don't know where he and the monument went after his death."

Liu Xiang stood up and said, gently handing the rice paper in his hand to his hand, "I'll give it to you. Go back, but you have to think about it carefully...the answer to this question."

Luo Xuechun walked to the door of the main hall in a daze, passed by the person, saw a small dark color in the floor tiles, and suddenly realized Liu Mingyue’s hint.

Master Jiang was finally killed by the emperor at that time and died. Not to mention his monument, his family temple, and his bloodline were all gone.

I gave him this letter, what does it mean, don’t he know yet?

If you stay, you will kill the nine clans.

He rushed home, drafted his resignation overnight, and dismissed all the maids and servants.

West Garden.

Liu Mingyue squatted beside Koizumi, washing her hands, and heard footsteps coming from afar behind her.

He stood up, took the handkerchief from the maid's hand and wiped his hands clean, and turned around.

"Why did the teacher come to the students to talk to them today?"

Chai Feng looked at the young man in front of him with satisfaction. Although Liu Mingyue was not tall, the nourishment of power made him feel a sense of careless oppression.

"I didn't talk to you by hand. Are you free tonight?" Chai Feng smiled, "I caught fish with the hook. Why are you and my teachers and students better get together?"

Liu Mingyue's beautiful and fair face showed a hint of apology: "Teacher, my parents are here in Beijing today, and I have to accompany the two old men tonight."

Chai Feng didn't care when he heard this, and laughed loudly, "Mengcheng is still filial as always!"

Liu Mingyue said gently: "The teacher praised me."

"Then I'll just talk about it here." Chai Feng waved his hand, "I won't waste your time."

Liu Mingyue said: "I dare to ask the teacher, what fish did you catch?"

"An unexpected fish came from the Fanzhou River."

Liu Mingyue said: "Student... I really didn't expect. What happened to him?"

"It's not a big deal, maybe I'm still trying to find you and me. His stake is checking the incident of you burning mountains in Chenjun... What's the name of that mountain?"

Liu Mingyue's pupils shrank suddenly and returned to normal in an instant: "...Tiger Roaring Mountain."

"I think," he looked silent and continued to say slowly, "Maybe this is not a trivial matter. After all, the Marquis of Fanzhou had some contact with that person, and suddenly he must have made plans."

Chai Feng was stunned: "Then..."

Liu Mingyue said: "I really want to know what he wants to do under my nose with the fake file we prepared."

Chai Feng said: "Okay. I don't worry about you having any stakes. After all, you have been like this for so many years, and you don't get a woman to go home..."

Seeing Liu Mingyue's thin face turned red, Chai Feng laughed loudly, and stopped teasing the student, and turned around and left with ease.

Liu Mingyue returned to her expressionless face, sighed a long time, walked slowly back to Luandiezhai, buried her head and processed the file that had been alone for nearly two hours, and finally left Xiyuan, and walked faster and faster all the way, almost trotting.

It's right.

As the sun sets, he pushed open the door of Baoxuan Garden, gasped slightly, and kept walking, lifting the curtain of the pavilion and crawling in.

There was a middle-aged couple sitting inside, Liu Mingyue's parents, and a bowl of noodles and some pastries were placed on the table.

Liu Mingyue's nose was immediately sore, as if the tired bird had finally got a place to return.

In the Marquis' Mansion.

Jian Baisan sat facing the sunset, listening to the maid holding the dishes chatting.
To be continued...