Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

"'Thousands of families are in the same dynasty, singing loudly in cold clothes' is a grandeur that I have never thought of. She is just a fifth-grade official, as small as an earthworm in the thousands-foot-long political hall, but she has presented hundreds of years of The only memorial that seeks to benefit poor people is an attempt to shake the deep-rooted tree guarded by thousands of powerful families."

"I'm watching your expression. I see that you seem to have some respect for her?"

"There are a few. I have lived to this day and admire two women. One is the second emperor's sister Fanlan. I respect her for her transparency and courage to abandon her royal status and sever ties with Minghe. The other is Chang Ying. Lian, I admire her for being brave. She dares to do things that men don’t dare to do. Even though it sounds deviant and whimsical, she still has a chance to try. Just like the world says that I am ambitious and that my attempt to rebel is just a daydream. I scold me. Sitting on the vassal flag and beating war drums in Lindonghai is betraying the king. But they don't know that the emperor of Daliang should be me. He is mediocre and insensitive. Sitting on the dragon throne for a day, I am holding my breath. "

Young Master Xuanyi stroked the jade table and laid a fallen leaf on it. Then he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, his brows showing sharpness.

It was as if he was crying about the injustice in the world, and he was trying to support the injustice in his heart. Compared with his predecessor Huan Yu Gong, he was full of strategies and was born to inherit the great cause of the emperor. However, he was not recognized for his talents. He stayed in the calm East China Sea day by day without knowing his head. He didn't care what was right or wrong. He wanted to We must get the things we need, no matter what the means. In the history of Daliang, his name should be recorded in the Ming Dynasty.

"But why did she resign and return to her hometown to Ningcheng? Then Bianzhou is under the jurisdiction of Lingzhou. It takes more than half a month to travel to the three cities in the northeast. What kind of hometown is Ningcheng? Since she is valued by the prince, she is not as good as a concubine. Are you going to go here and bring her into our camp?"

"Haha. That's all. Before she resigned, she even wrote a special letter to scold me." Ming Zhidu laughed helplessly, "I don't know where I have offended her. She never met me for the first time. Repulsion overflowed from those phoenix eyes. As for the matter of resignation." The young man in Xuanyi, leaning casually on the wicker chair, narrowed his eyes and recalled: "She resigned because Yin Jielin died."

"She is under the command of Prime Minister Yin?" Kang Youkui did not understand the explanation given by Ming Zhidu. What does it mean that Chang Yinglian resigned because Yin Jielin died? Is it possible that without Prime Minister Yin in the Liang court, the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty would no longer have to go to court? Or is it that Chang Yinglian was recommended by Prime Minister Yin to become an official, but when her benefactor died, she lost her backer and simply quit?
"Thirteen years ago, I thought this was the case. Until I arrived in the East China Sea, I didn't even think about it. That year, Yin Jielin's blood-stained Magnolia Road, Chang Yinglian stood up to the officials in the court and gave him a cold look. , tried her best to investigate the cause of Yin Jielin's death, but was ignored by Emperor Chongwen. She took off her official hat on the spot, threw it on the cold ground of the political hall, and rode away to Beijing. But a while ago, Meng Zaishi sent a message to the king. He received a piece of news. He said that there was a little-known school for the poor hidden in Dangchun Lane in Ningcheng, right under Bao An’s nose, called Pingying Hall.”

"Xingyingtang?" Kang Youkui paused while pouring the wine, "You mean, Chang Yinglian is the leader of the Xingying class? She is the one who stole the unicorn wood? Now that Yin Luo and the others have arrived in Ningcheng, could they have obtained it? Did you get this news?"

"Perhaps. It is still unknown whether Qilin Wood is in Chang Yinglian's hands. After all, she is too heavy on literature and ink, and I dare not say where her active mind goes. But if you want me to tell the truth, I I don’t believe she has the ability to steal the unicorn wood from the palace.”

"Is it because she doesn't have any martial arts skills? Or is it because she has limited courage?"

Ming Zhidu smiled at Kang Youkui and said, "The Chang family in Bianzhou is a noble, but their ancestors came from a scholarly family. They opened schools and printed books and made a fortune. Where does a concubine in such a family get the opportunity to learn martial arts? The palace is heavily guarded. The imperial guards formed a net every day, and the unicorn wood was locked in the high pavilion. She could not climb up to get it. Unless she was really a small fly, so small that the imperial guards could not see it."

Kang Youkui frowned, "Then as you said, Chang Yinglian is a woman who cares about the people of the world. She delivered a letter to Bao Yuanwai. Could it be that she discovered our transaction with Bao Yuanwai? Could she use some trick to remind her? Emperor Chongwen?"

"It's impossible. Even if she spreads the news, there is someone in the palace who will stop us. What's more, based on my understanding of Chang Yinglian, she loves to use tricks to deceive people. She can spread the news to Bao An The letter shows that she only has this guess and cannot be sure yet. After all, the imperial edict to build the water canals in the Sijiang area was issued by Ming He himself. It was also thanks to the beautiful wife of the Zhang family in Loquat City, Jiangxi. If she hadn't brought Yin Luo, Ming Fang and the others Trapped, Emperor Chongwen will not be so anxious that he can approve the memorial." Ming Zhidu gradually became complacent. He took a sip of wine and lowered his eyelashes to stare at Kang Youkui, "Thanks to your skills, you can copy Yin Miao's handwriting. Imitation is perfect."

"It is my honor to share your worries with the prince. Without the prince, I would not be where I am today, let alone my ability to imitate other people's handwriting." Kang Youkui smiled sweetly, "I still remember when I first met the prince. I don't even know a big character." "It's over." Ming Zhidu did not dwell on this topic any longer, "Well, just ask Bao An to ignore her. When Yin Luo and the others arrived in Ningcheng, Chang Yinglian's attention must be It will be placed on Yin Luo and uncovered, she doesn't have so many hands and feet to take care of it."

"Yes. I will deliver a letter to the contractor later and give him a few instructions." Kang Youkui obediently agreed.

After saying this, she suddenly heard Ming Zhidu sighing: "Yin Jielin had the kindness to meet her and promote her. The two worked side by side for three years to formulate reform measures. Chang Yinglian must have been brooding over Yin Jielin's death until now. She has to hold a lot of useful things in her hands. If she can get the one that is most unfavorable to Minghe, my king's great cause may be much easier."

Kang Youkui secretly noted that after bowing to Ming Zhidu, she twisted her waist to summon the carrier pigeon to deliver the message to Bao An.

Her enchanting back disappeared from Ming Zhidu's sight. Prince Xuanpao took out the King's Token from his cuff that could dispatch all his men. The copper pattern turned golden under the sunlight, much like the Golden Dragon Token.

Golden light flashed across his eyes, and his eyes turned white. The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see, in front of Magnolia Road thirteen years ago -

Chang Yinglian, in plain clothes and linen, was kneeling in the rain with red eyes, refusing to get up no matter who pulled her away.

The people who gathered around knew about her feat and wanted to hold an umbrella for her to prevent the torrential rain from ravaging her shaky spirit.

But she turned her head to avoid it, and the woman's cry of grief echoed through the entire Magnolia Road at that moment.

"Master Prime Minister! What you want to see is 'thousands of families come together in the dynasty, singing loudly in cold clothes', I'm afraid Ying Lian won't be able to achieve it alone! If you die, the earthworms in the world will raise their horns and gnaw at the big tree that deserves to be withered! You Received those thirty-three arrows, which pierced Yinglian’s heart——

I, Chang Yinglian, swear here that as long as I live, I will risk my life to find justice for you——"

Can an earthworm really shake a big tree?
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