Chapter 979: Pei Yuanzhang is here

I also turned around and saw Han Zitong walking out with several maids behind.
She was petite, but at this moment when we stood under the stone steps and looked up at her as she stepped out of the threshold of the door, the sun was shining behind her, and she seemed to be very tall and even blocked the entire door.
Upon seeing her, she called out, "Aunt Zitong."
"Lizier."
Han Zitong's face was not a strange smile, came over and took her from my hand, squatted down and looked up and down, and smiled: "Li Zier this dress is so beautiful, why aunt Zi Tong did not see Lier Through? "
Lier also looked down at her goose-yellow skirt, which was pink and tender, just like the flower buds just sprouting, accompanied by the delicate bun I combed for her, tied with snow, with a little pink yellow The silk satin ribbon is also obliquely inserted with a small bead flower, which looks extraordinarily slender, like a tadpole, beautiful and pleasant.
This dress is a gift from Pei Yuanzhang.
Although almost all the gifts he sent were useless, this one could still allow him to wear it on Lier.
But Lier didn't know that he had given the dress, and just said with a smile: "It was prepared by my mother, and I like it very much."
Zitong rubbed her face lightly, then stood up and looked at me.
When facing me, the kind smile on her face disappeared instantly, leaving only the calmness that was barely maintained, but also could not conceal the impatience in her eyes.
She said, "Today, you just sent off to the dock?"
I laughed: "Of course."
She rolled her eyes, thought about it, and said to me, "Be careful on the road."
"Ok."
"Don't go around, too. It hasn't been flat recently."
I murmured in my heart, looked up at her, and said, "Ms. Zitong said it wasn't quite right. Isn't it right on Jiang's side, or isn't it right?"
She squinted at me and said, "You know what happened?"
Then, she looked at Lier, who had climbed into the carriage and sat in the carriage, and immediately understood: "Is Lier telling you?"
"Ok."
She pursed her lips but said nothing.
And I knew for myself, I smiled at her and nodded, then turned on the carriage.
Han Zitong was still standing at the gate, and our carriage was slowly moving forward. After a while, her figure disappeared into the line of sight, and I leaned against the window and watched the wind blow the curtain lightly. Little by little shone in the compartment, and my heart was constantly trembling.
Yesterday's assassination was not written by Jinling.
Han Zitong is a grumpy and frank person who can't hide things in her eyes. If the assassination was really planned by her, she wouldn't say that just now.
In this way, the two forces that planned the assassination were probably Xichuan and the powerful gentry affected by the New Deal.
if it is like this--
I was thinking, but the carriage felt a little shock, and stopped.
Looking at the curtain, we were still on the street, and I asked, "What's the matter?"
The driver in front said, "Madam, there is a car in the road ahead, and the horse is paralyzed on the ground, as if it is about to be born, the road is blocked."
"Then you find another way to go around."
"But the son asked, you have to go down the road, so as not to—"
I said impatiently: "How long do you have to wait like this now? You can find a detour of many people."
"Yes, ma'am."
After speaking, he heard him raise his whip, dropped the carriage and headed for the street on the other side.
I didn't care about this little thing, I still thought about those things, and suddenly I heard a very noisy sound from outside, a voice said loudly: "This tax collection will not make people live!"
I frowned, opened the curtains, and saw a group of people outside looking at a notice posted on the wall, looking very angry.
I said subconsciously: "Stop."
The coachman quickly grabbed the reins and stopped, looking back at me: "What's your lady telling me?"
I didn't speak, lowered the curtain a little, only a little gap was visible to see the outside scene. The notice was too far, I couldn't read it clearly, but I could clearly hear the voice of the people who were watching
"With such a high tax, my family is almost gone!"
"Well, never seen such a high tax."
"Did you want to fight?"
The man said the last few words, his voice was involuntarily reduced, and the people around him heard it clearly, all of them pale.
"What, to fight?"
"If you don't fight, what do you do with such a high tax? I have increased the tax twice before, or I just repaired that--"
"Isn't it a notice of serving a while back?"
"I looked at it once, I was afraid to--"
"Shhhhhhh!"
Those people's faces were full of frightened expressions. You look at me, I look at you, but there is nothing you can do. A few older people didn't even participate in their discussions. Walked away.
As I walked, I sighed: "It's not peaceful, it's going to rain."
I frowned slightly.
At this moment, another footstep sounded from behind, a follower who followed us. The leader ran up, walked to the window and asked carefully: "Madam, is there anything you want to stop suddenly?"
I hurriedly concealed and said, "No, it's just that my chest is a little stuffy. I asked to stop and rest."
"Oh?"
The man nodded, and then turned to look around, and immediately saw the notice over there, and the crowds hurriedly said, "But people on the street come and go. We have stopped for a long time and I'm afraid OK. Madam aggrieved, we're going to the dock. "
"Well. Let's go."
"Yes, ma'am."
The man waved at the coachman again, and immediately the carriage swayed forward.
I leaned against the window and looked outside calmly, at this moment Lier moved to my side, pulled my sleeves, and said softly: "Mother, what's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
I glanced down at her, barely making a smile: "It's okay."
She suddenly looked at me with big eyes, and seemed to know that I was just perfunctory, but she didn't ask much, just leaned her head on my shoulder gently, and I reached out and hugged her, looking at those outside Stopping being left behind in the scenery, for a long while, sighed long.


Maybe it was because of the carriage detour, we walked another quarter to arrive at the pier. It was a little later than usual. Pei Yuanzhang's boat seemed to have been waiting on the shore for some time. When we saw our carriage stopped Li and I got out of the car. Wu Yanqiu, who was waiting at the pier, and the attendants behind him were relieved.
They hurriedly greeted them, "Madam, Miss Li."
I nodded.
Wu Yanqiu gave a subconscious glance behind me, and then looked around: "Don't you come today?"
"He's busy."
"..."
Feeling Wu Yanqiu's eyes flickered a bit, I said calmly again: "Jinling is so big, there are countless things to be dealt with every day."
He said "Oh" and said nothing.
At this moment, everyone's nerves are strained, especially him. He should be careful when speaking, if he doesn't pay attention, maybe the river will not be too peaceful.
Thinking of this, I also glanced behind him.
The guards who followed him all followed him into Xichuan. Although the Emperor's Guards, I only know one Du Yan, but the other ones are familiar because of their frequent meetings, but today , But that most familiar face did not appear.
I asked, "What about Du Yan?"
Wu Yanqiu's eyes darkened and he said, "Injured."
"injured?"
I was surprised, but immediately reacted, Lier said that when Pei Yuanzhang was assassinated yesterday, someone was injured. Could it be Du Yan?
Before I ask again, Wu Yanqiu has said: "Although the injuries are severe, they are all skin injuries, and it will not be a problem to cultivate for a while."
I was relieved and nodded. "I see. Master Wu has worked hard recently."
This sentence seemed to make him feel a little bit tired, and even a touch of tiredness appeared on his always calm face, saying: "This is the duty of the inferior officials, and I dare not speak hard."
But, just as he said this, I suddenly murmured in my heart, and felt something wrong.
Yangzhou was recovered by Liu Qinghan, who is Yin of Yangzhou, but why Wu Yanqiu has been busy on the river these days, just like the emperor was assassinated today. It should be said that the local magistrate should handle this matter. It was Yin Cai of Yangzhou Prefecture, but why was it handled by a minister of ritual department.
What about Liu Qinghan?
What did he do?
Could it be said that he was not healed and is still recovering?
Recalling that on Tianquan Island, the terrifying blood hole on his shoulder was pierced by Xiao Yusheng with a sword. When he boarded the boat, he lost too much blood and almost collapsed. Such a serious injury, even if he later got it It may take a while for the doctor's treatment.
Think of it this way, it's nothing-nothing.
But I frowned subconsciously.
At this time, Wu Yanqiu said softly to me and Li'er: "I don't think it's too early, can Miss Li be able to cross the river? The master has been waiting for a long time."
Lier nodded and walked to him, but as soon as he stood still, he looked back at me a little bit and said softly, "Mother ..."
I looked at her for a moment.
Last night, she did n’t agree to her request, and I did n’t reply. I have to cross the river till now. Maybe this is the last day when she and Pei Yuanzhang meet together. Maybe it will be able to satisfy her family of three. Last chance.
But, looking into her eager eyes, I didn't know what to say.
Because, I haven't convinced myself.
As she and I looked at each other, Wu Yanqiu suddenly heard the movement behind her, and when she looked back, she suddenly panicked: "The emperor ?!"
I looked up, and Pei Yuanzhang had come down from the boat and was walking towards us.