"What could make him really slaughter the Fu family?!" Ruan Mi is not a person who speaks a lot, so her emotions rarely leak out, but today she was obviously angry.

Wen Qingzhu remembered Jiang Yuanhan's last words that night, and she met Ruan Mi's gaze and asked, "What if the emperor is not worthy of being this emperor?" ”

"You, what did you say?" Ruan Mi was stunned, and always felt that Wen Qingzhu had said the wrong thing.

Standing up and walking to the door, Wen Qingzhu looked at the sky in the towering city wall and said, "The emperor never wanted to be this emperor, we pushed him up single-handedly." ”

Ruan Mi walked up to her and said with a solemn expression: "He is a member of the Jiang family, this is his responsibility." ”

Wen Qingzhu looked at him sideways, smiled, and didn't say much.

She believes that Ruan Mi can understand the following words without saying more by herself.

After two days of illness, Wen Qingzhu's mood improved a lot.

The teacher's body would arrive in the capital in three days, and she began to stand at the door of the Huaqing Palace, looking at the entrance and exit of the palace.

In the evening of that day, Green Tao came to report.

"Princess, Ye Qian captured the county lord of Pingshu, she failed to assassinate the emperor and was locked up in a dungeon."

Wen Qingzhu was silent for a moment, and then asked Lu Tao to take her to the dungeon.

When she saw Liang Pingshu, she said directly: "You can't kill the emperor." ”

"yes, I can't kill it." Liang Pingshu sat on the bed, leaning against the wall dejectedly, her eyes not knowing where to look.

Under the command of Green Tao, the secret guard opened the door, Wen Qingzhu walked in, sat beside her and said, "You can't go on like this, you can not care about yourself, but the old uncle, the eldest princess, Lord Liang, do you really care?" ”

Liang Pingshu was touched, her dilated pupils slowly focused, she turned around, looked at Wen Qingzhu's eyes, and suddenly said, "You have a resurrection pill, right?" ”

"It's useless." Wen Qingzhu twisted his eyebrows, how could Liang Pingshu also know this.

At this moment, a light appeared in Liang Pingshu's eyes, she grabbed Wen Qingzhu's arm, and said firmly: "You can Lu Lei!" You can use the Resurrection Pill! ”

Wen Qingzhu wanted to break her hand, but Liang Pingshu's strength was surprisingly great, and after struggling in vain, she could only explain patiently: "There is absolutely no such thing as a resurrection pill in this world, everyone is dead, how can it be alive?" ”

"Yes! Since this thing exists, it will definitely be able to save Lu Lei, Qingzhu! Can you help me, help me? Liang Pingshu saw that she still refused to let go, and began to play the warmth card.

The more she was like this, the more Wen Qingzhu felt that she couldn't let her go on like this, so she asked, "If there is really a resurrection pill in the world, why hasn't Princess Qingyun been resurrected?" ”

Sure enough, Liang Pingshu was stunned, her eyes stared for a while, and she said extremely paranoidly: "There must be some conditions!" Princess Qingyun may not meet that condition at all! But Lu Lei is different! Lu Lei is definitely different, he will definitely be resurrected! ”

At this point, Wen Qingzhu said that it was useless, she quietly waited for Liang Pingshu to calm down.

Finally, Liang Pingshu let go, and Wen Qingzhu got up to leave.

She didn't take a few steps, and Liang Pingshu's voice sounded behind her again: "You really haven't thought about resurrecting anyone with this resurrection pill?" ”

Wen Qingzhu paused, and the first person that came to mind was the teacher.

Once this thought came to mind, it spread quickly like ink dripping into a glass of clear water.

Clenching his hands, Wen Qingzhu finally suppressed this thought and continued to walk forward.

I don't want Liang Pingshu's voice to sound faintly again: "If the dead person is Fu Lie, will you use the Resurrection Pill?" ”

Wen Qingzhu's body froze, and she couldn't answer at all.

Because she was also asking herself, if Fu Lie really died, would she use the Resurrection Pill?

A glimmer of hope is also hope.

Before he could speak, Liang Pingshu laughed sadly: "If it was Fu Lie, you would definitely do it, but this time it was your teacher and Fu Lie's teacher, he didn't deserve to die, but you were hesitating." ”

Her body moved slightly, slowly turned around, looked at Liang Pingshu and said, "I'm not hesitating, but thinking, after knowing that everything is in vain, is the despair even greater." ”

"In vain? Is it in vain in your eyes?! Liang Pingshu's eyes were full of mockery, and she simply turned her head.

Wen Qingzhu closed his eyes, and then spoke: "Do you really want to use this method to save Lu Lei?" ”

"Of course!" Liang Pingshu stood up, she could see that Wen Qingzhu's expression had made a decision.

"Then you just wait for three days, and when the teacher's body comes back, I will take you there. But in the end, if everything doesn't go as planned, I just hope you can hold on. ”

After speaking, Wen Qingzhu turned around and left.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

She got up and walked over to the dresser and pulled the box out of the drawer.

Duan stopped her that day, saying that Pei Yi told him that only he could open the box.

It seems that he is going to the Valley of the God of Medicine.

What is the purpose of the news released by Pei Yi and the turmoil it caused?

Three days later, Wen Qingzhu wore filial piety clothes and went out of the city to greet the teacher.

It was dark, and the summer was getting a little sweltering.

According to the estimated time, a group of Senleng cavalry appeared in the distance, and they wore black armor, tied white cloth belts on their arms, and slowly appeared carrying a coffin.

Until they arrived at the gate of the city, the coffin stopped, and everyone saluted Wen Qingzhu, she raised her hand and slowly walked to the coffin.

The one carrying the tablet was a young man, Wen Qingzhu had seen it, he was Ding Yinzhi's scholar. Hundred Flowers Literature

"Great, my lord, this is, Mr. Ji." The scholar's eyes were very red, and he cried simply for Ji Shang.

To be precise, all the people of Dingyuan and Yunzhou tied white cloth for Mr. Ji.

He was a literati and had no martial arts, but he resisted the thousands of foreign armies.

Wen Qingzhu's tears flowed out, he reached out to take the scholar's tablet, and said to him: "The teacher has no children, I am his child, Fu Lie is too, you too, follow me into the city." ”

Holding the tablet in one hand and the scholar in the other, Wen Qingzhu began to enter the city with the spirit army.

Ji Shang's story has already been spread to the streets and alleys, although the people of the capital are not as immersive as the people of Dingyuan Yunzhou, but Mr. Ji's name has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Now he is even more alone to resist thousands of troops and horses, so that all the people along the street knelt down.

Ji Shang's name is destined to go down in history.

The people of the Ji family had already prepared, although they looked plain under the light of Ji Shang, but when Ji Shang's body was delivered, everyone found out that the Ji family was still the Ji family a hundred years ago.

The style of the literati and the scholarly family are completely revealed at this moment.

Every Ji family member did not cry loudly like ordinary people, but everyone wrote a eulogy.

Regardless of men, women, old and young, each of them will personally read it again, one will be put into the Ji family for keeping, and the other will be burned for Ji Shang.

In the imperial court, hundreds of civil and military officials were all shocked.

Whether it is the mourning rules of the elders or the immature true feelings of the younger generations, everyone understands that although the Ji family only has a Ji Shang, the spirit of the Ji family will always be engraved in everyone's mind.

This kind of background made Wei Ziying and Fu Xuan, who came to watch the ceremony, feel small.

Their Wei family, their Fu family, have been extremely prosperous for a while.

Only the Ji family has never produced powerful ministers, but there have been seven great Confucians.

The youngest Ji Shang should have surpassed the six ancestors.

But he left his blood at the border.

Fu Xuan once thought that the Ji family was old-fashioned and rotten, and he only knew how to study to death, but this funeral completely crushed his arrogance.

"The Ji family is worthy of the Ji family." Fu Xuan was convinced, and looked at every recognition of the Ji family with emotion, "It turns out that this is the Ji family for nearly a thousand years, and it has not fallen after three dynasties." ”

Pei Yu restrained his arrogance for the first time: "Ji Shang's death will only add a strong stroke to the Ji family's family letter, which is not much worse than the other ancestors of the Ji family." ”

The two looked at each other, and they both saw envy in each other's eyes.

This kind of indifference of not being arrogant or impatient is reflected in every face of the Ji family.

The Ji family is different from the world, both men and women in their family can study and study together, there is no difference.

Suddenly, Fu Xuan asked: "I remember that when you were just admitted to the Juren, you seemed to have been instructed by a famous teacher, that famous teacher can't be the Ji family, right?" ”

Pei Yi smiled indifferently, looked at a certain old man in the seat of the Ji family's elders and said: "That's right, it's a pity that the temptation of power is too great, I prefer power to learning." ”

Fu Xuanshun looked at it, he also knew that old man, when he was young, the Ji family looked in decline, and his father took him to visit the old gentleman of the Ji family, and he was very unhappy.

As soon as they met, Fu Xuan was attracted by the temperament of the old gentleman of the Ji family, and what he said, in his current opinion, was obviously a quote from the scriptures, but he spoke in simple terms.

He understood it as soon as he heard it, and he admired it very much, and decided to accept Mr. Bai as his teacher.

I didn't want to that time, the old gentleman refused his father's request, and said a sentence: "This child has a high talent for reading, but he has a big heart, and he is not suitable for studying in the Ji family." ”

That was Fu Xuan's first frustration, the Fu family, which was originally a family of poets and scholars, was obviously more prominent than the Ji family, but his father wanted to take him to the Ji family to study, but he was still looked down upon.

The young Fu Xuan remembered the Ji family in his heart until the Fu family reached its peak in his hands, and then declined rapidly.

Now that he heard that Pei Yu had actually received the guidance of the old man, Fu Xuan was very unconvinced.

This emotion was naturally seen by Pei Yu, and he couldn't help laughing: "You are really as always, you think very highly of yourself, this is the difference between you and me, meeting the old gentleman is the greatest luck in my life, but unfortunately, I failed him." ”

After being silent for a long time, Fu Xuan suddenly said: "Actually, it's not counted, at least you have learned a little, Pei Yi is excellent, but you have also cultivated a unique Pei Zhixuan, and in terms of equality between men and women, you still got the true inheritance of the Ji family." ”

"What? Do you regret it? Fu Guiren is now in the palace, although he is not the queen, but he has also won the trust of the emperor and queen, compared to the other girls of the Pei family, it is still not good. Pei Yu seemed to be comforting Fu Xuan, but he was actually proud of Pei Zhixuan.

Fu Jue is indeed good, but compared to Pei Zhixuan, there is a difference between cloud and mud.

These words successfully angered Fu Xuan, he didn't want to quarrel, but felt that Pei Yu was as annoying as ever.

Just as he was about to speak, a person suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Elder Fu and Elder Pei seem to be in good spirits." Wen Qingzhu looked at them with a smile.

She also heard a little bit of their conversation just now.

The two of them immediately restrained their expressions, saluted respectfully, and said no more.

It's a pity that Wen Qingzhu didn't intend to let them go, especially Pei Yu, who had actually received guidance from the Ji family.

"If you two are free, why don't you go to the side courtyard with me and sit?" Wen Qingzhu issued a sincere invitation.

Fu Xuan wanted to refuse, but Pei Yu didn't go over first.

But in the face of the power in Wen Qingzhu's hands, the two could only quietly follow.

Not long after they left, a young man beside the old Mr. Ji asked curiously, "Who is that lady?" Why did Uncle Fu and Senior Brother Pei listen to her so much? ”

The old man looked at Wen Qingzhu's back, which had not completely disappeared, and said meaningfully: "She, she is the most uneasy student of your Uncle Ji Shang." ”