"The deserter Zhang Feng, from Minxian County, Dazhou, two years ago, found floods in his hometown. All the houses in the village were destroyed. There were only one pair of old relatives and a young girl in the family. My mother was infected in the floods. My father's legs were broken. My young sister was young and ignorant. She asked someone to send a letter to Caomin. When Caomin heard the letter, she was worried. Caomin asked to go back to visit him. He refused. In desperation, he had to escape. When he returned home, his mother was no longer alive and his father was seriously ill. The village where Caomin was located was called Lian Village. There was no doctor. Caomin went to Yan Village next door to hire a doctor, but found a group of officers and soldiers blocking the entrance of the village. Caomin was a deserter and did not dare to meet them. When he was about to run away, he sent a letter to him.

There was a fire in Yan Village. Several officers and soldiers holding torches came to the entrance of the village. The villagers hid in the haystacks. They heard clearly that they set fire to the village. Because after the flood, someone in the village was infected with the epidemic and could not be cured. The official was afraid that the villagers would bring the epidemic into the city and would burn all the people in the village to death. Caomin heard them mention Lian Village. Caomin ran back like crazy. He heard the shouts of help all the way. He ran to the entrance of the village. Caomin was still one step late. The village was already a sea of ​​fire. Caomin's young sister came out with Caomin and couldn't help but scream and alarmed the officers and soldiers. The officers and soldiers came to chase him. Caomin took the young sister to hide in a cave in the mountains and waited for two.

The genius dared to come out and smeared back to the village. The village was burnt black, and there was no living person. Lian Village, Yan Village, four or five hundred people, all of them were gone, all died, and burned to ashes. Caomin took his young sister to hide all the way to the imperial city, wanting to ask for an explanation for the villagers. Caomin had been a soldier and heard of many things. Caomin knew that Caomin did not dare to find those officials, and Caomin could only sue the emperor, but Caomin didn't know who to sue, and didn't know where to sue. Caomin and Shaomei were penniless and could not afford to write a lawsuit. He had to beg along the street and survived first. Who knew that the young sister was hungry and went to a restaurant to ask for food while I was not paying attention.

, It died within two days after he threw it on the ground. Caomin's young girl was only thirteen years old. Caomin asked the restaurant to argue. The restaurant said that the guest beat him, and he was a nobleman and could not afford to offend him. He asked Caomin to go back. Caomin asked several times and found out that the one who beat the little girl was the eldest son of the Jing family. He promoted the little girl to fight. Caomin only had this body left. Seeing that I was pitiful, Mr. Zhuozi gave me this three-foot white silk and told Caomin that no one could be the lord of Caomin unless he was a majesty. Caomin retelled it. He wrote it, Caomin copied it word by word. Caomin gave this life to His Majesty. Caomin had to let His Majesty see it. Caomin asked His Majesty to make decisions for the four or five hundred people and the sister of Caomin. Caomin should not be jealous of the death of Caomin."

Qin Yueyuan read it very slowly, almost spelling it out word by word. This is probably the most unlikely figure that everyone has ever heard of. It lacks words, just like hearing someone telling a story that is not very exciting. It has no order, no structure, and no ups and downs, but it makes the courtiers present sweat on their foreheads and tremble.

The officers and soldiers burned the village, and four or five hundred people were burned to death. The officers and soldiers were not used to resist foreign enemies to guard the people, but to massacre the people. A young girl, who was only asked for food and was beaten to death. What justice is there in the world? What rules are there? What rules are there?

The court was quiet, and the man crawling on the ground had tears or blood in his eyes, the person standing in the court was not sure whether it was a good minister who benefited the people or a ghost who fiddled with power, and the person sitting on the dragon throne was not sure whether it was a wise ruler or a fool.

In the plum garden, there was still a white patch. When a wind passed, the plum petals flew and blew in the air. Qin Yuexi reached out to take it and raised it again, "The wind was blowing."

"A Jin, why are the people always affected?" Qin Yuexi's voice was a little confused.

Qing Jin paused to the snow and looked sideways, "This world is not perfect, why bother to blame yourself? When you encounter unfairness, you can sway the sword when you encounter ugly things, you can't stand it until you break it. Dayuan has already been covered with sores and ants. You must take this step."

"Yes, I should go back if I don't destroy or establish." A Jin, I'm so lucky to know you.

"Then go back." Qing Jin turned around and strode forward. Qin Yuexi shook his head and followed, but was still so decisive.

Back in the city, it was already different. In just a few days, many people felt that a lifetime was as long as they had. Jing Xi, the eldest son of the Jing family, was detained in prison for the Ministry of Justice. After being tried, Jing Jin had no chance to turn around. The rumors about the prince have been diluted a lot in these storms.

Zhang Feng, who beat the Tongtian Drum, said that the surrender was too big, so great that Emperor Yongyuan didn't know how to start. He was bedridden in an emergency. The matter was involved in a wide range of people. Once he started, the whole court would be in turmoil. Zhang Feng was originally a deserter, and under the treatment of the imperial physician, he could barely save his life and temporarily detained the Ministry of Justice. He waited for the two cases to be tried before the two cases were put into operation.

The Ministry of Justice detained two people, and the Minister of Justice Gan Zhang Hantong simply moved to the Ministry of Justice. If something happened to these two people, he could resign and retire.

Qin Yuexi went straight into the palace. The outer hall of Emperor Yongyuan's Qinghe Hall had already occupied the concubines, princes and princesses of each palace. His Majesty was seriously ill at this time, who could be at ease? What if there was any good or bad?

The wise king looked at Qin Yuexi, and his resentful eyes no longer needed to be covered, and he was even more disdainful to talk to him. Qin Yueyuan hadn't seen him for some days, but there were many things that were not suitable for him to say in the current occasion. The imperial doctor was waiting aside, and several old ministers were waiting inside.

"Father!" Qin Yuexi knelt down beside the bed. Emperor Yongyuan on the bed looked dark and had no complexion. He was wearing a white towel on his forehead. He slowly turned his head and looked at Qin Yuexi.

"The prince is back? Come here." After saying that, he waved.

Qin Yuexi stood up and approached. In just a few days, why did his father get so sick? "Father? Take care of the dragon body." Emperor Yongyuan nodded and whispered: "The empress's coffin will be buried tomorrow. Please help me arrange it. I am unhappy. I will worry about the court affairs. I must know it too. I will ask you to deal with it. You must find out clearly and understand that since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, the Tongtian drum is ringing in my hands. I am speechless facing my ancestors..." Emperor Yongyuan coughed twice after saying this.

This is too heavy, and everyone around him kneeled down. The emperor woke up in public, and those who are ministers must be blamed.

Qin Yuexi naturally agreed that no one except his father and took over this matter. However, whether he did such a difficult thing well or not was not a good thing for him. The father's illness came from coincidence, but he was still a little dissatisfied with him.

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