Lonely non-good minister

She was generous, and a few guests wanted to toast her for what they said, and the shopkeeper also drank a cup. After collecting the money, he immediately brought up a hot soup pot, cut a large plate full of mutton, and served it. For a few dishes, they invited Song Yuan to join them, but Song Yuan politely declined because he had a bad temper.

They chatted more happily and had no intention of leaving, so the shopkeeper went to close the door, Song Yuan ate up the plain noodles, leaned against the wall and listened to their nonsense quietly, and hit each other lightly amidst their lively chatter a nap.

Near midnight, several guests were all drunk, and the shopkeeper fell asleep lying on the table. Song Yuan yawned, got up and moved around, took a piece of silver and put it in front of the shopkeeper, opened the door, looked outside, and left The shopkeeper woke up startled, saw her go out and quickly followed to the door, saw Song Yuan disappearing into the night, did not dare to say anything, just retreated silently and closed the door, picked up the silver on the table and bit it.

With such generous and easy-to-serve guests, he wished he could have one every night, so that he would not have to worry about business.

Back in the mansion, Song Yuan had just entered the house, and the guards waiting in the house immediately greeted him: "Young master, why don't you let your subordinates follow you when you go out, it's very chaotic outside."

"Just walking around." Song Yuan took off his cloak and went to the charcoal basin to keep warm: "Tomorrow afternoon, let the imperial physician enter the palace to announce the good news and say that I am awake."

Tingwei Mansion's mouth was very strict, and the guards couldn't find any useful information at all. Only when she woke up, she could inquire about it when Tingwei Mansion came to inquire.

The guard hung up the cloak for her: "Yes."

After bringing hot water for her to wash and go to bed, the guard closed the door and went out.

In the afternoon of the next day, the imperial physician entered the palace to announce the good news, saying that Song Yuan had woken up, and Emperor Taikang immediately arranged for Chang De to visit him in person.

Song Yuan was lying on the bed, and drank the anti-emetic medicine in advance, her face was pale from vomiting, and she looked weak due to lack of energy and blood. When Chang De came in, she felt distressed.

"The young master is awake. These days, the emperor is worried about the young master's body and can't eat anything. When he knows that the young master is awake, he immediately asks the servants to come and take a look."

"I made Grandpa Huang worry." Song Yuan lay on the bed, his eyes slightly dull and confused: "I didn't expect the matter to be so serious. I heard that the fourth cousin was also seriously injured."

Chang De sighed softly: "The fourth young master is not a martial arts practitioner. He was suddenly overwhelmed by this severe injury. Although he was stabbed in the abdomen, fortunately he did not hurt his vitals. He also woke up yesterday. It is the young master. The servant heard that he was brought back. It was covered in blood all the time."

From his cryptic tone, Song Yuan heard a layer of meaning, Emperor Taikang didn't care about Song Shi's injury, and even angered Donggong, so the people under him didn't care.

It seems that everyone is now suspecting that Donggong is using bitter tricks.

Her heart sank, and her expression was a little bad.

"Master, you need to take a good rest. The emperor asked the slaves to tell you that the matter in the northwest is not urgent for the time being. Your health is the most important thing." Chang De instructed very carefully, and looked at the guards after speaking.

He didn't feel at ease letting the guards who were five big and three rough take care of Song Yuan, but he knew the rules of the palace. Song Yuan was not married, and he couldn't even have a maid by his side, so he couldn't speak, so he could only ask the guards a few more words.

Not long after he left, the elder of the Duke's Mansion brought the young master to visit him. Although the girl that the Duke's Mansion will marry has not yet been determined, Song Yuan must be the son-in-law of the Duke's Mansion, so they naturally wanted to come and see voila.

After a few words of politeness, the elder asked: "Young master fought with the killer that day, but you woke up halfway?"

"I don't really remember, I just remember that I woke up suddenly and found out that someone was going to kill me, so I fought back. I didn't know who the other party was going to do, and I didn't figure it out until I lost consciousness." Song Yuan looked puzzled and annoyed, After pondering for a while, he looked at them: "I don't know if there are any rumors about this matter outside in the past few days?"

The elder pondered for a while: "There are rumors outside that this matter was done by the East Palace."

"East Palace? Impossible." Song Yuan subconsciously denied: "The fourth cousin is seriously injured, and he only woke up one day earlier than me. How could it be the East Palace?"

The Eldest Master pursed his lips slightly: "It's just a rumor, who did it, we won't know until the Tingwei Mansion conducts a thorough investigation."

Song Yuan's face was solemn: "I remember that Wei Yan would only be injured if he woke up the fourth cousin, which means that he was overwhelmed by the same medicine as me."

She intentionally misled the Elder Master, no matter whether King Zhongshan did it to blame the East Palace or not, she can't let the matter get involved in the palace.

No matter how mean and vicious King Zhongshan was, she had to keep him alive, otherwise, they would have to wait to be eliminated when the crown prince came to power.

The elder thought about her words carefully, and left after a while.

As night fell, there would be no more visitors at last. Song Yuan relaxed a little, leaning on the pillow and lost his mind on the bed. These people's mouths were very strict, and they only revealed that it was the work of the East Palace, but they all said they were waiting for the Tingwei Mansion After careful investigation, I found out that this shows that the Tingwei Mansion did not think it was Donggong who did it.

Will it be found that it is related to the palace?
Song Yuan was very worried, and didn't want to be interrogated thoughtfully by Tingwei Mansion. She could only be vague about the fact that she woke up and fought with the killer, but she didn't know how long this method could last.

She has been awake for three or four days, and the officials in Jingzhao City who should visit have come to visit one after another, but Huo Ying has not moved for a long time, even the officials of the Tingwei Mansion who used to go to the mansion for routine interrogation every day No news either.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Song Yuan is very disturbed.

On the fifth day, fewer people came to visit, and Huo Ying came to the door. He was wearing ordinary clothes, carrying a bag of tea eggs, and told the steward that he was here to visit.

Song Yuan leaned against him on the low couch and waited for him, firmly holding Mrs. Tang in his arms and asked him: "Master Huo finally came to interrogate me."

"It seems that the young master has heard a lot of news from outsiders in the past few days, and he must have a countermeasure." Huo Ying sat down generously, with a smile on his face but still serious: "Yesterday, I went to visit you specially. The fourth son, he woke up a day earlier than the son, and his injuries are not as serious as the son, but his complexion is very bad, the imperial doctor said that he lost a lot of blood, and it will take half a month to make up for the shortfall in his body."

Song Yuan looked at him: "The fourth cousin is a weak man, such a serious injury to the body is too much to bear."

"Yeah, the fourth son is weak, isn't the son also weak? I remember that in Le Ping, the son was injured and poisoned, and the blood on his face recovered after recuperating for about half a month. It seems that Jingzhao's feng shui is good, too. It was taken care of by the imperial doctor, but in a few days, the young master's complexion has recovered, and he can get out of bed and move to the low couch to read for entertainment."

There was something in his words, and the angle of questioning was something she had never expected, Song Yuan couldn't help tightening his hold on Mrs. Tang: "So Master Huo suspects that I am not seriously injured?"