Chapter 136 (2/2)

She didn't tell Zhao Yu about this episode until the next day when Ruyang Wang's prison car passed through the South Street and beheaded at the Nanchang gate. Ruyang Wang's mansion, which had a temporary scenery, was completely in decline.

Zhao Zhang was not pleased by Emperor Chongzhen because of the involvement of Ruyang. Emperor Chongzhen called him to the imperial study to interrogate him, and then he tightened his feet for three months. During this period, he could not step out of the royal palace. Even the government affairs that had been handed over to him a while ago were all taken back and handed over to Zhao Xuan for handling.

There is a rumor in the court that emperor Chongzhen is going to set up a reserve monarch.

This case is the execution of Zhao Jian. After noon, Wei Luo didn't see Zhao Xuan come back. He called Yang Hao to him and asked, ”why hasn't wang ye come back?”

Yang Hao was left by Zhao Xuan to protect Wei Luo. He looked back and said, ”I'll go back to the palace and report to your majesty after the execution.”

Wei Luo thought it was also reasonable, and did not continue to ask.

In the evening, it suddenly began to rain outside, rain string after string, soon wet the ground, there is a trend of more and more down. Wei Luo stood in front of the window, admiring the osmanthus petals in the courtyard. Soon a servant girl came in and walked towards her: ”Niang, someone outside the house is asking to see you. I hope you can go out.”

Wei Luo turned around. ”Who wants to see me?”

The servant girl shook her head. ”I don't know. It's a raw face.”

Wei Luo's face remained the same: ”you ask who he is and what happened to me. If you don't make it clear, I won't see him.”

The servant girl retreated.

Wei Luo goes to the corner of the cabinet and takes out the embroidery shed in the needle and thread basket. It's the shoes she embroidered for Zhao Xuan, but her work is not very good. She hasn't embroidered them for several months. I'm afraid it will take another one or two months to make a pair of shoes. Wei Luo asked the golden thread to light the lamp, and she embroidered it with candle light for half an hour. Just then she raised her head and rested her eyes. The servant girl came again, and somehow her tone was a little distressed: ”Niang, that man has been in the rain for a long time, and can't go away...”

Wei Luo put down the embroidered shed and guessed who it was. She asked Jin Xie to bring an umbrella and said, ”let's go and have a look.”

Outside the gate of Prince Jing's mansion, there really is a high black horse with a man sitting on its back. Li song was wearing a coir raincoat. The next handsome face of Douli was inevitably wet by the rain. His dark and deep eyes were like a deep pool, too deep to see. Li Song saw Wei Luo come out, eyes slightly shaking, but still did not come forward, quietly stood in place.

Wei Zheng has been buried. On the day of condolence, both the Duke and Wei Kun went. Wei Kun was very sad and said that Wei Zheng was stupid. The most emotional one is Du Shi, who came from Zhongyi Bofu. Du Shi cried for a long time holding the coffin of Weizheng. After returning, he became confused and a little crazy.

These Wei Luo all know.

Wei Luo stopped under the eaves of the door, lifted his eyes and looked at the opposite Li Song, without any surprise in his eyes: ”what are you doing standing at my door? It's too late to learn to beg for mercy. ”This little girl, whenever and wherever her mouth is so poisonous, has always been so, which not only makes people hate their teeth itching, but also cares about her heart.

Li Song looked at her. ”Li Xiang came to see you yesterday?”

Wei Luo's mouth is crooked. He doesn't say yes.

Li Song asked, ”what did she tell you?”

”That's a lot. What do you want to know?” Wei Luo handed the oil paper umbrella with the pattern of orchid grass to the golden wisp. It happened that a drop of rain rolled down the edge of the umbrella, dropped on the corner of her eye, and slid down her cheek. Her eyes are clearer than the rain. ”She thought telling me Chang Hong's injury had nothing to do with you, so I don't hate you. But, Li Song, even if you help Li Xiang carry the black pot, I don't love you, because that's your own fault. ”

Li Song approached the horse and stared at her little face without saying a word. Then he bent his lips: ”who cares for your sympathy?”

Before Wei Luo could recover, he picked up the things on his waist and threw them to Wei Luo. Wei Luo took a step back subconsciously. It could be smashed on the floor in front of her. When she got closer, she saw that it was a red complex, with a jade pendant tied to the other end. At present, the jade pendant fell to the ground and split in two. Wei Luo looks down at it. It's a round jade pendant. Its cross section is a little like lotus root. I don't know what it means.

As if Li Song didn't care if the jade pendant was broken, he turned his horse around and went to the gate of Shengjing city.

He told Princess Gao Yangchang that he was going to walk outside and leave Shengjing city. Maybe he would never come back.

The jade pendant was handed down to the eldest daughter-in-law by the Li family. When Weizheng was married to Ruyang palace, he never thought of giving it to Weizheng. Now it's better to break it in front of Wei Luo. Anyway, he won't give it to others.

Not far away, I saw a carriage parked by the road, the curtain lifted, and there was a man sitting in it.

Zhao Yu is leaning against the car wall, I don't know how much he saw the picture just now.

Li Song tightens his reins and stops looking at Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan's eyes were unfathomable. He took Zhu Geng's umbrella, stepped out of the carriage, and said in a light way, ”he has wasted his martial arts.”