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"She didn't come again?"

Old Mrs. Chen asked.

The old servant nodded.

"Has the punishment for desertion been determined?" Old Mrs. Chen asked again.

The old servant nodded.

"This has been decided a long time ago, and both parties have no objections to this," he said.

What is objectionable is what happened after killing the deserter.

Old Mrs. Chen pondered for a moment.

"Did she find someone else?" he asked.

This time the old servant shook his head.

"No." He said, then paused, looking a little hesitant, "I went to Mr. Jiangzhou's academy."

Zhang Chun?

Yes, they are both from Jiangzhou. Is it possible that they have known each other for a long time?

If Zhang Chun comes forward...

But how could that stubborn Taoist man speak up for a deserter who was clearly guilty?

"...But people say that her fourth brother is studying in the academy, the brother and sister talked, and the brother even gave the sister some money..." the old servant continued.

This sentence made Mr. Chen nod.

That's right, so it's simply impossible.

She has no one to turn to, or to be precise, no one to turn to who can help.

This lady was well-known in the capital, but because of the harsh conditions for treatment and the merciless rejection, she lost the opportunity to make friends with the rich and powerful in the capital. Therefore, she never had any amazing results that shocked the people of the capital. For the capital that likes the new and dislikes the old,

To put it bluntly, Cheng Jiaoniang is not as famous as she was six months ago. If she tries to make friends through her medical skills at this moment, the effect will be completely useless.

This smart woman must know this herself.

"Actually, Mrs. Cheng has shown her utmost kindness to those seven people. This matter will never involve her and will not have any impact. Mrs. Cheng must have let it go," the old servant said.

Old Mrs. Chen shook his head.

"She won't," he said.

In addition to being smart, she is also a very proud person.

Proud people never give up.

"What news are you talking about in the city?" He asked suddenly as he thought of something, "That someone fell to death or something?"

"Oh, a man fell to his death while running on the street in front of Shenxianju." said the old servant.

There are many new things happening in the capital every day. Fortunately, Mr. Chen only ordered him to pay attention to the people and shops related to Mrs. Cheng.

Although it is rare for someone to fall to death in the street, it is not something that has never happened before. If it did not happen to happen outside the Immortal Residence, the old servant would not pay any attention to it.

I said something to Mr. Chen at that time, but he himself forgot about it.

Old Mrs. Chen pondered for a moment.

Could this man who fell to death be related to this woman?

"He was a city gatekeeper who loved gambling and was a bridegroom. He was so frightened by his father-in-law that he stumbled and died." The old servant continued.

After hearing this, Old Mrs. Chen was relieved and shook his head mockingly.

I have some very deep prejudices. Is it possible that everyone in the capital will think of that woman?

This woman's murderous temperament impressed him too deeply.

He turned his head and looked at the screen in the room. Although the dots marked on it were old, they were still conspicuous.

"Actually, if those deserters don't die, it won't have any impact on the master and the others, right?" the old servant said in a low voice.

Old Mrs. Chen nodded.

"It has no impact, but it is a distraction." He said, taking a deep breath, "At this time, they can't bear to pay attention to these... some trivial things, there is nothing they can do about it, this is how people are, they will always be abandoned.

Protect the commander, so everyone strives to be a commander, not a pawn."

The old servant nodded and said no more.

"It's not easy to live in the capital, and it's hard to go as you wish in life." Mr. Chen said, standing up, "Young people, it's not a bad thing to get some training."

Seeing Old Mrs. Chen stepping out, the old servant hurriedly followed.

"Master has entered the palace?" Old Mrs. Chen asked.

The old servant nodded.

"It's been three days, it's time to decide the winner." Old Mrs. Chen said, standing on the porch looking at the sky.

There are heavy clouds today, and it looks like an autumn rain is coming.

"Let's go to Qie Ting Temple for a walk," Old Master Chen said, "burn incense sticks and listen to Zen."

This time, no matter whether we win or lose, the outcome will not be easy.

Although they respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them, people are still willing to find some sustenance when encountering problems.

The old servant responded and was busy arranging the carriage and horses.

At the same time, thick smoke billowed from the Empress Hall of the Puxiu Temple, which was the most convenient place to use incense in the city.

"Dad, there's no need to put on so much incense, right?"

Coughing, Mrs. Dong stretched out her hand to disperse the smoke.

Mr. Dong had already inserted the thick incense bundle into the incense burner in front of the temple and bowed devoutly.

"What are you doing! Why don't you come and kowtow!" he shouted.

Mrs. Dong came over reluctantly, and Master Dong drove the wet nurses and their two grandsons to come and bow down. How could the children understand this? They were just playing with it. They kowtowed and laughed happily, but Master Dong was cruel to her.

Reprimanded harshly.

"Dad, what do children know? Your worship is in vain." Madam Dong said unhappily, protecting her two sons.

"Do you understand or not? You have to pray. It affects the lives of our family!" Mr. Dong shouted in a low voice, while glaring, "Kneel down quickly and ask Bodhisattva to bless Xu Maoxiu and the others in safety!"

This request is indeed what Madam Dong truly wishes.

In front of the Empress Hall, this family occupied a large area, forcing other pilgrims to wait, causing a lot of pointing and talking.

In the Chonghua Gate of the Imperial Palace, a chamberlain suddenly made a gesture to this side. After a moment, Prince Jin'an slowly walked out from the side, passed through a palace gate, and saw the eldest prince approaching.

"It's so early, where is Your Highness going?"

Prince Jin'an took a few steps forward, saluted first, and then asked with a smile.

So early?

The eldest prince raised his head and glanced at the sky. Only a man with nothing to do would think it was still early, right?

"Father, please let me go and attend court."

Although he was not too lazy to pay attention to this person, considering that what he had to do was worthy of showing off, the eldest prince still replied.

This is not the first time that the eleven-year-old eldest prince has attended court.

"Is it fun?" King Jin'an asked, with a bit of curiosity, "I heard that the ministers often quarreled, and the quarrels were serious."

For teenagers, going to court is naturally very boring and boring, but considering that some people will never have the opportunity to experience this kind of boringness in their lives, this boringness becomes enjoyment at this moment.

"Yes, yesterday, Mr. Chen scolded Gao Tongshi in front of the palace for a full hour. I was tired from listening to it. I really don't know where they got the strength." The eldest prince said.

"It takes that long?" Prince Jin'an said in surprise, as if he couldn't avoid it, "That's really hard work."

While talking, they had already walked to the vicinity of Chongzheng Hall.

"I'm leaving the palace. Your Highness, please go quickly." He said with some sympathy.

The eldest prince nodded proudly.

Go play, trash.

In order to show respect, Prince Jin'an waited until the eldest prince entered the palace door before he took a step forward.

Everyone from the Political Hall has arrived, as well as Yushi Zhongcheng and other officials who have been promoted to court.

The same people came, no different from three days ago.

Prince Jin'an's face darkened slightly, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps. Suddenly he stopped and looked ahead.

A tall official was slowly approaching. At this time, the sky was covered with clouds and thunder was rolling by, but this did not affect the official's pace at all. Those who saw it could even be sure that even if the raindrops were falling violently,

This official will not mess up his manners at all.

"Master Secretary is here..." King Jin'an narrowed his eyes and said, "Something has finally changed... I think the noise your Highness heard during today's court meeting will be even louder..."

After watching Zhang Chun enter the palace, Prince Jin'an looked away.

The rolling thunder in the sky finally connected into one, and then raindrops fell densely.

The thunder outside the hall gradually died down, and the heavy rain turned into drizzle.

It's been raining for half an hour, right?

Or longer?
To be continued...