Chapter 1045 352 Heroic Spirits

On December 13, Lu Wenzhuo was sent to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, and the emperor ordered the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Court to interrogate him.

On December 15th, Jin Yiwei found a dark pavilion in Lu Wenzhuo's study, and found the correspondence between Lu Wenzhuo and Prince Yan's son in the dark pavilion.

When these letters were presented to the emperor, the emperor was furious.

At that time, King Yan forced the palace to rebel, and the emperor almost lost the country. King Yan and the prince of Yongding Hou fled, their whereabouts are unknown, and they have not been captured until today. In addition to this, the emperor thought that he had already cleaned up the rest of King Yan's party, but he did not expect that there were still fish caught in the net. There is collusion.

The emperor couldn't imagine that if Lu Wenzhuo was not caught this time, he would have another act of coercion with the Prince of Yan in the future.

The emperor only felt a chill.

The emperor couldn't help thinking of his third prince, whether Han Lingfu was just being used by Lu Wenzhuo or even he had the same idea as King Yan, and wanted to usurp his father's throne!

The more the emperor thought about it, the more frightened he became, so he ordered Lu Huaining to hand over all the evidence to the third division, and ordered him to finish the case before the new year.

A major case involving such a wide range was only given half a month to be finalized. It was a bit rushed, but Sansi also saw the emperor's attitude. No matter what he thought, he could only step up. trial.

Jin Yiwei went to the Lu Mansion again with the order, and put all the Lv Mansion and He Mansion, who had been imprisoned in the mansion, into the Prison of the Punishment Department.

This is for real!

All the noble officials in the royal capital who were watching this matter were shocked. From Chen Yuanzhou onwards, the officials involved have not involved their family members, it is just that the house is under control, and entry and exit are strictly prohibited. Only Lu Wenzhuo...

Jin Yiwei kept his mouth shut, and no one knew why.

It's just that they all speculated that the sudden ban of the third prince Han Lingfu was also related to the case of Lu Wenzhuo...

Are the two colluding with each other?

What happened to the case of the remnants of the previous dynasty since Chen Yuanzhou... The entire royal capital was afraid of being implicated inadvertently, so they all kept silent. Even though it was almost New Year's Eve, the atmosphere in the entire capital was unprecedentedly deserted.

Although the honorable officials kept silent, the gossip among the people was still spreading like crazy, and they spread all over the capital as quickly as they had grown wings. In a few days, even Bai Muxiao, who was sent to Zhuangzi, disappeared from the palace. Bihen knew it in his mouth.

Bihen said worriedly: "Girl, will he be okay, Your Highness?"

The Third Prince's Mansion was sealed, no matter how you think about it, it makes people feel that this matter is absolutely no trivial matter. Although Bai Muxiao kept asking Han Lingfu to give her a book on his wife, but in Bihen's heart, her own girl was just pissed off.

Bai Muxiao bit her lower lip, her pretty face turning pale. Even though she had planned to leave him, she never thought of cursing him down or down. After all, it was someone she loved, and if he was down, she wouldn't be honored for it.

What should I do myself?

Bai Muxiao's first reaction was to go to Han Lingfu, but then she thought that now that he has a new love, do you still need to make suggestions for him?

She sneered with a wry smile...

Bai Muxiao sat there silently for a long time, for a long time... When Bihen almost gave up hope, she saw Bai Muxiao finally stand up, frowning slightly, her eyes showing firmness: "I want to come back Go to the capital!"

She must go to see him after all, so she can feel at ease! No matter what his attitude is, she can have a clear conscience!

Back to the capital! Bihen and Bi Luo looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes. The girl went back to the capital of course to see His Royal Highness the Third Prince. Great, the girl finally figured it out!

Bihen said hurriedly: "Girl, the slave is here to pack up."

Bihen and Bi Luo hurriedly packed up their two burdens, and the three masters and servants left the house. Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to the gate of the yard, I saw a fat white woman wearing a grass-green persimmon pattern engraved silk robe, with a few maids and a mother-in-law stopping outside the yard.

"White Side Concubine," that mama gave a blessing lightly, stood up on her own without waiting for Bai Muxiao to say no to the ceremony, her eyes fell on the bag in Bihen and Biluo's hands, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, "This is In the cold weather, Concubine Bai should stay in the house, lest she catch a cold, and the imperial concubine will blame the servants for not 'serving' Concubine Bai!"

Her tone of voice was respectful, but the meaning in her words was not at all respectful, and even showed the meaning of order.

Bai Muxiao frowned, and before she could speak, Bi Luo said rudely: "Huang mama, what do you mean? Could it be that our concubine wants to go out for a walk in the yard, and we want your Huang mama to agree? ?"

This mama Huang dared to treat Bai Muxiao with such an attitude and tone, naturally, not only because she fell into trouble, but also because of her backer, the third prince concubine Cui Yanyan.

On the same day, after Han Lingfu said that he wanted to send Bai Muxiao to Zhuangzi, Cui Yanyan "virtuously" specially sent this "Huang Mama" to "serve" Bai Muxiao, and also said that she must take care of Bai Muxiao in a thorough manner. Don't be a little bit slack...

Madam Huang got Cui Yanyan's instructions, and naturally she had no fear.

The rooster croaks for the first time every morning, and Mammy Huang comes to greet Bai Muxiao and serve her to get up; the three meals a day are either rough meals or leftovers, and Mammy Huang also "diligently" prepares dishes for Bai Muxiao, She had to force her to eat it; she even made Bihen Biluo responsible for the cleaning of Bai Muxiao's house under the pretense of being understaffed in Zhuangzi - Bihen Biluo was Bai Muxiao's first-class maid, how could there be The truth of being a rough messenger, but that Huang mama plausibly said that because of the shortage of manpower in Zhuangzi, even she personally arranged dishes for the white concubine...

Bai Muxiao had seen these tactics a long time ago, but she laughed in her heart that the third prince and concubine were only playing these tricks!

And this Huang Ma's arrogance is getting more and more arrogant day by day.

She glanced at Bi Luo contemptuously, and was too lazy to talk to Bi Luo, she said to Bai Muxiao with a smile: "Bai Fangfei, you'd better not make it difficult for your servants to wait!"

She made a gesture, and those women with big arms and round waists gathered around and said roughly: "The slaves and servants have thick hands. If there is no seriousness in the hands, please forgive me!"

Bai Muxiao had only three masters and servants here, but the entire Zhuangzi belonged to Cui Yanyan.

Bai Muxiao smiled coldly: "What mammy said is, I won't embarrass mama." After speaking, she turned around and went back to the house, and Bihen and Biluo had to helplessly follow.

Mammy Huang at the back deliberately raised her voice and instructed the servants: "You all give me a good look at this place. If a fly runs away, you are the only ones to ask!"

A mere white concubine, with no power, no power, and no support from her family, how could she possibly find the palm of the third emperor's concubine!

Madam Huang sneered, and was about to go back to her room to take a good rest, but saw a little maid running over panting, shouting, "No, it's not good! Madam Huang, no..."

Madam Huang glared at her angrily and scolded, "What's the fuss about?!"

The little maid shrank, and Fu murmured from behind, "Huang mama, Jin... Jin Yiwei is here!"

What? ! Mammy Huang's eyes widened, and before she could react, she saw seven or eight Jinyi Guards break into the courtyard and rushed over.

Madam Huang secretly swallowed her saliva, and shouted in a strong voice, "You guys, why did you trespass into the backyard? This is the Zhuangzi of the Third Prince's Mansion!" As she said that, she straightened her chest.

The leading Jinyiwei said with a blank expression: "I'm looking for Zhuangzi from the Third Prince's Mansion! ... Where is Concubine Bai?" He folded his fists towards the sky and said, "I am taking Concubine Bai with me on the order of the emperor. Go back to the Third Prince's Mansion."

How does this work? ! Mammy Huang thought intuitively, the third prince concubine finally hoped that Concubine Bai was driven to Zhuangzi, how could she let her go back to the house so easily!

Mammy Huang stood there in a daze, and that Jin Yiwei was already impatient. Who would dare to obstruct them when Jin Yiwei was doing things!

"Jin Yiwei is doing business, you slave will not let you go!" The Jin Yiwei kicked Huang Mama's heart, kicked her to the ground, and screamed.

Several guards in Jinyi didn't even look at Madam Huang, then swarmed into the yard and were about to search when they saw Bai Muxiao had come out of the house.

The leading Jin Yiwei sneered: "Concubine Bai, I came here on the emperor's order, please don't make it difficult for me to do it!"

Bai Muxiao looked at him without fear, Jin Yiwei was nothing but the emperor's lackey. But this time, it was they who helped themselves by accident.

Bai Muxiao continued to walk forward and said lightly: "I won't make it difficult for adults, I will just go with adults." Bi Luo and Bi Hen naturally followed behind her, and the two maids were pretty and pale. , At this time, they don't know whether returning to the Third Prince's Mansion is a good thing or a bad thing.

A few Jin Yiwei were a little surprised, but this side concubine would be better off making a fuss, otherwise they would have to bother to knock her out.

After Jin Yiwei finished her errands, she left without stopping, leaving only Madam Huang staring at their backs in a daze, thinking in fear: Is this a bad thing for her? The third princess should not take anger on herself for this, right? ...Shouldn't it be?

While Mammy Huang was restless, Bai Muxiao, who was in a green carriage at the moment, was actually not much better.

On the bright side of today's affairs, she successfully took this opportunity to return to the Third Prince's Mansion; but on the bad side, it shows that the emperor should be genuine!

This time, can Han Lingfu successfully pass this level?

Bai Muxiao's heart was heavy... The carriage was quiet, and Bi Luo and Bihen didn't dare to disturb Bai Muxiao, so the whole car went back to the Third Prince's Mansion.

Bai Muxiao got off the carriage at the second gate and saw Xiao Lizi waiting there.

Before he could speak, Bai Muxiao said, "Take me to see His Highness."

"Concubine Bai is here, please." Xiao Lizi breathed a sigh of relief. It would be good if Concubine Bai was no longer angry with His Highness. With Concubine Bai accompanying, His Highness would always be better.

Xiao Lizi respectfully led Bai Muxiao to the third prince's study.

The door of the study was tightly closed, and Xiao Lizi said that the third prince had not come out of it for several days, and no one was allowed to enter.

Bai Muxiao stepped back and opened the door, only to see a mess in the study, while Han Lingfu was sitting behind the desk, seemingly ignoring her at all.

Bai Muxiao walked into the study, the door closed tightly again, and there was no movement...

On December 21, Lu Wenmao pleaded guilty, admitted that he had colluded with King Yan in the past, intending to force the palace, and said that the third prince, Han Lingfu, had inadvertently got his handle, so he had no choice but to cooperate with him. The case of Yu Nie disrupted the political situation and formed a party for personal gain.

In fact, there are many unknowns in Lu Wenzhuo's confession, such as why he framed the Minister of War and the Marquis of Anyi.

But the emperor doesn't want to investigate any more. If he continues to investigate, if he finds out that his son is uniting with Baiyue, collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, I am afraid that even he will not be able to protect him.

Although the emperor was an emperor, he was also a father. No matter how angry he was with Han Lingfu, he didn't want his son to end well.

Now that Lu Wenzhuo has confessed, the emperor unceremoniously blamed him for all the crimes. With a flick of the royal pen, he decided that Lu Wenzhuo would be executed, and the Lu family would be executed after the year.

On December 23, the Minister of War and others were acquitted by the imperial decree.

The conclusion of the cabinet, even if many people still have a lot of doubts in their hearts, but no one mentions it without opening their eyes. It would be good to be able to safely escape this storm.

The dark clouds that shrouded the capital finally gradually dissipated.

On the twenty-fifth day of December, the sky was overcast.

In Xishangang, which is a few miles away from the capital, there are few people here and there are cemeteries everywhere. At a glance, the stone monuments and cypress trees all over the mountain are shadowed, making people shudder.

A young boy in white was walking among the mountains around a thick fox fur cloak. Next to him was a servant in the same white clothes, but the servant was only wearing a thin autumn clothes, but he moved freely and his face was ruddy, as if it was not the cold twelfth lunar month.

The two of them walked slowly, with expressionless faces. Finally, they climbed to the top of the hill and stopped in front of a stone tablet with no inscriptions. No, it should be said that the stone tablets in this row were all empty. There are no words.

Three years ago, when he buried his father, uncle and deputy Liu here, he did not engrave the tombstone, because the great revenge was not avenged, so why did he keep his name!

Few people know that this is the tomb of the famous General Guan Ruyan.

Over the years, Guan Yubai has never been here. The enemy is still at large, and he really has no face to face his relatives underground.

until today...

Six years!

It has been six years since the official family died of injustice!

Today, he can finally stand here dignifiedly.

Guan Yubai stared at Fang Fang's tombstone in front of him without blinking. The surroundings were desolate and gloomy, overgrown with weeds, and even the tombstone was almost submerged by the wanton growth of weeds. Who knew that such a simple tomb could be an official residence? General's Tomb...

After death, people turn into bones after all, so what is the difference where they are buried!

This is what his father often expressed to Guan Yubai when he was alive. He only asked Guan Yubai to bury his body with Guan Yubai's mother after his death. That's all my father asked for.

Guan Yubai's eyes were filled with difficulty for a while, but there were no tears. Tears had been shed a few years ago!

Xiao Si didn't dare to disturb Guan Yubai, but silently took out a dagger and neatly cleaned up the weeds around the cemetery, so that the bare stone tablets reappeared between the world.

Guan Yubai took a deep breath, took out a handkerchief, carefully and carefully wiped the tombstones clean, then took two steps back and knelt heavily in front of his parents' graves. Xiao Si also knelt down behind him with a solemn expression.

"Father, mother, uncle...I finally avenged you!"

Guan Yubai bowed respectfully three times, then sprinkled a glass of sake on the grave, and then he remained motionless.

At that time, he only knew that in addition to King Yan, there were other people who framed the official army. Because King Yan alone could not shake the emperor's suspicion of the officials guarding the border, and even ordered the whole family to be executed. Especially these years, Guan Yubai has been in the capital for a long time, and he knows that the emperor is not a ruthless king. Back then, the emperor ordered people to bring their father and son back to the capital, and the three divisions held a joint trial, but the father died on the road. When his father died, Guan Yubai guessed that it was not an accident, but that someone didn't want them to return to the capital.

In addition, he himself was poisoned, and his life and death were unpredictable. But he survived, and he struggled to survive in hell for the sake of blood and hatred.

That year, when the envoy of Xirong returned with Princess Heqin, he ordered people to ambushed and captured Chamuhan secretly, but Chamuhan tried his best to testify that it was Chen Yuanzhou... Guan Yubai was not sure what Chamuhan was at that time. The words were true or false, so he used the monk Qibi, who had deliberately let go, to test a few times in the morning, and finally found the real culprit.

The first assistant to the dynasty, Lu Wenzhuo.

He clearly knew who the enemy was, but he had been patient, suppressed, and waited...

After being dormant for many years, he finally saw his deeply hated enemy, Lu Wenzhuo, fighting the law. Guan Yubai didn't feel the pleasure of getting revenge in his heart. He only felt lonely and desolate in his heart.

So what if you get revenge for a great revenge, what if you wash away your grievances, what if you are ranked in the court of honorable officials...

His official family is full of heroes, and tens of thousands of official family troops will never come back!

The world is so vast, but Guan Yubai felt that he was the only one left in this world. His body was still alive, but he seemed to have no goal of continuing to survive.

Guan Yubai knelt there dumbly.

"...You live in this royal capital like you're in prison. Why don't you go to the southern border with me, and you can gallop on your own battlefield....The sea is vast, and we can let us do it..."

Guan Yubai's dull eyes gradually focused, and he didn't know how long it took, Xiao Si couldn't help but persuade: "Young Master, you are not in good health, it's cold here..."

Guan Yubai lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly, "There is still business."

Xiao Si immediately took out all the things in the bag, and put a thick wolf-fur blanket on the ground.

Guan Yubai knelt down on the blanket, gently stroked the stone tablet, and said silently to the relatives underground: "Father, uncle, Lieutenant General Liu, Captain Yang... I'm here to name you!"

"Boom!"

Guan Yubai held a chisel in one hand and a hammer in the other, and chiseled the first chisel against the tombstone in the center, and he chiseled again and again.

Xiao Si could only watch from the side, but did not dare to step forward to help.

"Boom! Boom!..."

One after another, the first is the word "first", the second is the word "father", and the third is the word "official"...

Unconsciously, Xiao Si's eyes were full of tears, and they couldn't help but slowly overflowed. Xiao Si didn't dare to let Guan Yubai see it, and secretly wiped away the tears with his cuff, and said to himself in his heart: I finally got my revenge, I should laugh! What's there to cry about! That's what girls do...

Thinking about it, Xiao Si's eyes were already red again.

Guan Yubai is still slowly engraving his words. Over the years, although his body has improved a lot, it is still far from ordinary people, and the strength of his wrist is even more incomparable than before.

When he was young, although he could not be said to be the best in the world, he could also draw three crossbows and fire three arrows in a row. But now that he has only chiseled these three words, he already feels his arms are sore and swollen... Today, he is just a scholar with no strength.

Guan Yubai waved his hand and continued to slowly engrave, one chisel, one hammer, one stroke after another... Watching that line of characters take shape under his hands, it will be engraved in his heart forever...

The ding ding ding sound was drowned in the gusts of mountain wind, and no one else knew about it...

Early the next morning, a scream like a ghost resounded through Xishangang, and soon a young man in a blue robe fled, but within half an hour, he brought back a group of young sons.

As he walked, he emphasized: "I really read it right, it must be the tomb of General Guan Ruyan!"

"How could the tomb of General Guan be in this kind of place in this barren mountain?!" Another brown-clothed young man looked around, not believing it at all.

Speaking of the generals, the young masters were a little emotional.

A generation of famous generals did not die on the battlefield, but died in humiliation because of being framed by an adulterer and accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason. Even after six years, it still makes people sigh.

"I still remember when Anyi Hou Fuling returned to the capital three years ago, I also went to the city gate to greet me," said the young man in a white robe for a month with nostalgia. , I heard that the owner of a small wine shop took out dozens of jars of 20-year-old wine and smashed it, just for the heroic soul of the official and the general... That is really full of wine!" The young man He is obviously a good drinker, and he has a greedy look on his face.

In fact, several of the young masters present went to the city gate to welcome Anyi Hou Fuling, so when the brown-robed son said, everyone sighed.

"That's why," said the fat man, taking the opportunity to interject, "If the tomb of General Guan is here, why would no one know about it?!" This wealthy man is a passionate person who respects General Guan, and I am afraid that his tomb is in front of him. It was the people who came in droves, and even the weeds in front of the tomb were trampled to pieces.

"That's right!" The brown-clothed young man echoed, casually stopping a farmer who came down from the mountain and passed by with a hoe and asked, "This eldest brother, do you know that there is a tomb of General Guan Ruyan nearby?"

Although the farmer was illiterate, he knew about General Guan Da, and he sneered: "Here, the tomb of the general without officials is a pile of tombs of lonely ghosts!" He pointed to the west hill, "There There is a row of wordless tombstones, and after the tomb is finished, no one has come to worship, presumably because of many bad things done during his lifetime, so embarrassed to leave his name!"

The blue-robed son seemed to have thought of something, and as if struck by lightning, he hurriedly asked: "Brother, the wordless tombstone you are talking about is the top row of tombs on the West Hills?"

The farmer was stunned for a while, then nodded and said, "That's right! Have you seen this young man before?"

Who would have thought that Young Master Lanpao shook his head and said excitedly, "The tomb of General Guan Da I said is in the top row on the West Hills." After speaking, he couldn't wait to run towards the West Hills. Just now, everyone's repeated denials almost made him doubt himself. Until this moment, he was finally determined!

That is the tomb of General Guan Da!

Everyone looked at each other, hurriedly chasing after them, and even the farmer hesitated for a while and went to watch the fun, chattering endlessly: "I tell you, there is a row of wordless tombstones..."

A group of people swarmed up the mountain, and when they reached the top of the western hill, these young men who rarely climbed the mountain on weekdays were out of breath.

The blue-robed young man who ran at the front ran to one of the stone monuments with familiarity, and the others rushed to surround them. When they saw it, their eyes were straight. This is really...

The farmer said strangely from behind: "Huh? When did the tombstone here write?"

Before he could finish speaking, those young masters were already short one by one, and they all knelt down with a thud. The fat man murmured, "Is it really the tomb of General Guan?!"

On this day, a piece of news spread by word of mouth among the literati sons. In less than half a day, many literati in the capital knew that the tomb of General Guan Da was on the west hill.

Those passionate literati rushed to Xishangang to worship at the same time. For a time, there was an endless stream of people in this cold Xishangang, and there were cigarettes curling up on the hill. The hills are dyed the color of snow...

Heroic spirits are immortal!

A generation of famous generals who used their lives and blood to protect their families and the country will never be forgotten because of the passage of time!

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!