Chapter 115 The Major Crime of Treason 1

It was the winter season. The palace was covered with snow everywhere. Several little maids gathered in the porch. They were whispering while the stewor was not lazy. A bird flew over the branches and splashed down a mass of snow.

Changsun Han sat behind the spacious desk and frowned when he looked at the folds in his hand. It was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River. Every year, he dialed the silver to prevent floods in the south of the Yangtze River every year.

The hand holding the brush moved slightly and drew an irregular mark on the memorial. Su Pu rolled up his sleeves and studied the ink. He saw the appearance of Chang Sun Han. In his heart, he put down the ink strip and walked aside and whispered, "I just made the dragon well. How about having a sip?"

Long Sun Han sighed, reached out and rubbed his forehead, looked tired and upset, and nodded.

Su Pu hurriedly took the teacup. Changsun Han took it. First, he sighed, and then reached out and took it, "Yun'er, I don't know if I have found out anything. More than half a month has passed, and there is no news at all."

Although he said reproach, Su Pu could see the worries on the corners of Changsun Han's eyes. This prince is the one the emperor cares about on the tip of his heart.

Su Pu thought so, so he stepped forward to study ink again and said with a smile, "What kind of person is the prince? The emperor knows best. Otherwise, he can't rest assured that the prince will go alone, right?"

After drinking tea, Changsun Han heard Su Pu say this, but he smiled and continued to look down at the memorial. "I'm relieved. In fact, I'm really worried about Yun'er. If things are really like what I think, I'm afraid that Yun'er will be in danger."

Su Pu smiled with him, "The prince is very good at it, and he has a good degree of progress and retreat. The emperor can rest assured."

At this moment, a voice sounded from the window, "If I come back a little late, I'm afraid Uncle Yun'er's worry can't hear it."

After saying that, a figure jumped in from the window, and it was the eldest grandson Yun who had disappeared for more than half a month.

"The old slave has met the prince!" Su Pu hurriedly bent down to salute. Changsun Yun smiled and stepped back and said, "My nephew has seen Uncle Huang."

Changsun Han rarely smiled and asked with a little reproach, "How can you be willing to enter through the window? When can you change your irritable problem?"

Changsun Yun knew that Changsun Han would not really blame himself. He stepped forward with a smile and said, "Uncle knows Yun'er's character. If he changes his character, it's not Yun'er."

For more than half a month after Changsun Yun left, Changsun Han's face was as usual. In fact, he was very worried at the bottom of his heart. Now seeing Changsun Yun standing in front of him so lively, no matter how calm he is, there is no way to be unhappy.

"Look, did I usually spoil him and dare to talk to me like this?" Changsun Han smiled and said to Su Pu on one side.

Su Pu smiled. It was no wonder that Changsun Han called himself me in front of Changsun Yun. Now when he heard Changsun Han say this, he also smiled, but he bent down and retreated.

Changsun Yun saw that Su Pu retreated, so he sat aside. Changsun Han turned his body and asked, "How's the investigation going?"

"Everything is just as the uncle thought."

Chang Sun Han listened, nodded and said, "Now, do you have a good strategy?"

Changsun Yun nodded, stood up and walked to Changsun Han, "Uncle, there are detectives by our side."

After saying that, Changsun Yun listened again and whispered a few words.

Chang Sun Han listened, looked at Chang Sun Yun, and nodded again.

Since Xia Zhihan was ridiculed by Xia Mengning, he has never been in trouble in Zhuzhiyuan. Because all the big and small affairs in the house are presided over by Xia Mengning, Xia Zhihan is not very popular wherever he goes. He likes to drink, and he has no head when he drinks.

As soon as Xia Mengning came back from Meifang Garden, she saw Zhulian coming in and said with a smile, "Miss, I have something new to tell you."

Xia Mengning looked at the account book in her hand, "Oh? What's the matter? Let's hear it.

Zhulian took a look at Xia Mengning and said, "Just now, the emperor's will has come down. The young master drank during his tenure and missed his errand. He was sent back to the house by the emperor and said when it was changed and then go back to office."

Xia Mengning listened, and her hand that turned over the account book moved slightly, and then turned around. Wu Qing, who was sitting beside her, said, "Although she said so, the fool knows that she has no chance to serve."

Xia Mengning lowered her head and smiled: "I'm going to be angry with my father now."

The three of them smiled and saw Jiu'er come in and said, "Miss San, the prince is here."

Xia Mengning suddenly raised her head and saw Changsun Yun stride in from the outside. Zhulian and Wu Qing retreated quietly with their eyesight. There were only two people left in the room, looking at each other speechless.

The account book in Xia Mengning's hand fell to one side, but Chang Sun Yun stood at the door. A face reddened by the cold wind trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved with a familiar arc. "Ning'er, I'm back."

With that, he walked to Xia Mengning and stared at her affectionately.

Xia Mengning raised her head and looked at the face of the person in front of her almost greedily, but her nose was slightly sore. She turned over and tried to control herself not to cry. "Do you remember me? Why did you go out for so long without a message?"

Seeing Xia Mengning's aggrieved appearance, Changsun Yun couldn't bear it. He stretched out his arms around her body, put his chin on the top of her head, and whispered, "Don't be angry, I'm afraid that you will implicate you if you contact her. It's safer to know less about this matter."

Xia Mengning was relieved, but she really cried. Since she lived her life again, she has never had such a feeling. She was protected and remembered, cared for and cared for.

Changsun Yun smiled a few times in a low voice, stretched out his finger to gently wipe off her tears, and said softly, "Don't cry, never again. I won't worry you again in the future. Don't cry, huh?"

Xia Mengning nodded and motioned Changsun Yun to sit aside. She also sat down and asked, "Is everything going well?"

Changsun Yun nodded, "There is no danger, and the truth of the matter was found out smoothly," he said. He dipped his fingers in some tea in the teacup and wrote a few words on the table.

Xia Mengning looked at it and was shocked. Changsun Yun looked at his face and said quickly, "Nothing, it won't involve the safety of the prime minister."

Xia Mengning shook her head: "I'm not worried about this, but I'm afraid that things are not that simple. If you want to do this, I'm afraid it should be combined inside and outside..."

Changsun Yun nodded, "I have discussed the specific steps with my uncle, so don't worry." After saying that, he took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it over. He smiled and said, "It's for you. Open it."

Xia Mengning was stunned. She took the brocade box and opened it. She saw a little wolf pen with a glazed jade pen in it. The tentacles were delicate and the pen was slightly warm.

Changsun Yun smiled and said, "But I still like it. This is what I found from the far south. I heard from Wu Qing that you like copying calligraphy posts very much, so I found it and sent it to you."

Xia Mengning nodded, "The workmanship is very good and rare."

Changsun Yun smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

In Yong'an Hall, Xia Chuanyuan was angry, "Reverse son, do you have to annoy me to death?"

The person kneeling on the ground is Xia Zhihan. At this moment, he is kneeling honestly, and he doesn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

When Xia Chuanyuan saw that he looked timid, he was even more disgusted. Thinking of his pride in the court these days, his daughter was married, and his youngest son was appreciated by the emperor. Unexpectedly, the eldest son came back to be angry with him and was demoted. Now he still has it. Such a big joke.

Thinking of this, Xia Chuanyuan couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. He held his forehead and said, "Go back to the house and stay well. Don't come out without my permission!"

Is this going to be under house arrest? Xia Zhihan was unconvinced. Just as he was about to raise his head and say something, he saw Xia Chuanyuan looking over angrily. Seeing his son's unconvinced eyes, Xia Chuanyuan said harshly, " Put away all those crooked ideas. If you dare to cause any trouble again, don't blame me for ignoring father and son."