Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Shen Hua would spend half a day in Chun's Embroidery Workshop every day.

   Repeatedly.

   Just two months passed.

After   , she closed the embroidery workshop. The old embroiderer returned home with half-embroidered embroidery, and someone came to deliver the needed items every three days.

  Xinxiu Niang followed her back to the house. Shen Hua spends half a day teaching every day.

  Aunt Sun's family was also picked up by her.

  All the behaviors of the girl are unusual.

  The slender fingertips dyed with Kodan, together with clear water, held a grinding ingot. Make circles vertically with even force and rhythm.

   Grinding slowly, the ink became thicker, and then stopped.

  Her eyes are clear, and the outline of the wolf hair full of ink is quickly outlined. It took many days, and the snow **** on the rice paper came alive, just like the ones Shen Wei saw with Cui Yun last time.

   After finishing these, use glue-free white powder to draw the texture on the back of the drawing. It is very convenient to go to the shed.

   "Lady."

  Aunt Sun hurried in. There was unavoidable panic on the steady face.

   Shen Hua raised her eyes. Looking at Yi Cui behind her. Flicked the pantothenic acid wrist. There is no shortage of banter.

   "It's time for newlyweds, why are you always running towards me?"

   Yi Cui blushed and closed the door.

  Aunt Sun looked solemn.

   "Nowadays, there is a word circulating outside and privately."

  Shen Hua smiled slightly.

"I know."

  She didn't take it seriously, as if talking about what to eat for lunch: "One year to clean up the magistrate, one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver. If you don't know, you don't care about human life. The people are mourning every day, and you are all dead."

   During the rainy season, it will rain the most.

  Following her fall, there was a strong wind outside the house, howling, lightning and thunder.

  Aunt Sun suppressed her panic. But it is also clear that it is powerful. Seeing Shen Wei's easy-going posture, she felt a little more at ease, so she didn't dare to ask more questions.

   Shen Hua cleaned her hands, and then applied the balm finely.

   "Let me tell you, so that I won't sleep all night, you don't need to worry. Today's turmoil will never be quelled easily. Toyosu is just a small place, no matter how small it is, it is bound to be involved."

   These two months, whether it is long or not, is not short.

   It can be seen that the emperor is vacillating. Officials in Hengzhou were sentenced to death. I don't know what happened during the period, but in the end, he chose to save Ji Huan.

  At execution time.

   Zhou Zhangping's wife came staggeringly, no longer alive in the past. The bun is messy, thin and haggard.

  She was crying so hard.

   "Settled, is this how it is settled?"

"So what if these people are executed, the people behind the scenes, why didn't the royal family arrest them? How many people died in a mine? They shouldn't have died! The city was full of storms and complaints, God, can't you hear me, why did you still pass it lightly. My husband died early, he was clean and honest! He didn’t deserve it!”

  After sadly saying this, she couldn't bear it and fainted in front of everyone.

  The people of Hengzhou were dissatisfied with this. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the mine matter is not that simple. When these officials were arrested, although they were flustered, their ugly and unrepentant faces showed that they had backers behind them.

  They had great respect for Mrs. Zhou. Seeing this, the suppressed emotions these days completely broke out.

   Those who mourn are desolate.

   "My son escaped from the mine in his prime, but he still died. The government sent someone to send some food and silver. Is this buying a life, or buying my family to shut up?"

  Many people rushed over, questioning with red eyes.

"Back then when the magistrate was imprisoned for no reason, how many people from Hengzhou went to Shengjing to plead for mercy. Who took care of those big shots in Shengjing? Why did they disappear in prison? Who imposed the punishment? Regardless of these things, they will only avoid the serious and ignore the minor. It’s not even an explanation. Yes! We are soft-spoken, but why is it so difficult to find out the truth!”

   "Now that he is an official, he manages money and food, but he doesn't care about the death of the people. It's ridiculous!"

"The truth? I'm afraid it's the work of the person sitting on the dragon chair. Otherwise, who would dare to be so rampant! I said why it took so long to order. It can be seen that it is deliberately prolonging the time, thinking that after a long time, we will forget , so I don’t care about it. Is it possible that he can still punish himself. Such an emperor doesn’t treat people as human beings. I think Daqi will perish!”

  The person who appointed the execution was Jin Zhong's person, and immediately squinted his eyes unexpectedly. A shrewd light flashed by.

   "Presumptuous!"

   "My official Gu Nian'er and others held a funeral at home, which is very sad. But if there is trouble, I will definitely not stay."

   "Come here, all those who talk about these troubles will be sent away. If anyone continues to act mischievously, they will all be arrested."

  Many people from Ji Zhuan mixed among the people, fanning the flames from time to time.

   "Catch him if you want. I'm just such a son. I don't have any relatives, so I don't have much attachment, and I'm afraid of you! Bah! Dog officer. The whole family is black-hearted."

   "Arrest? Anyway, you don't take human life as life, it's better to chop off all the people present!"

  Public anger is even heavier. A plaque with the inscription "Mirror Hanging High" on the Hengzhou Yamen was smashed.

  The turmoil that was appeased by Cui Yun and Jin Zhong a few months ago is staged again.

  Ming Ting Ya Ge, the fragrance of tea lingers in the room. Cui Yun brewed tea in a leisurely manner, and his movements were like flowing water.

   Not far away, Ji Tran and Xie Xun played chess. The two were discussing business matters, but Cui Yun didn't say a word. He only listened carefully with his eyes half downcast.

   "The Dongchuang incident was revealed, and the scandal was exposed. The students in the world are the most virtuous, and they are absolutely not ashamed of cheating. Shengjing is in chaos."

   "If you speak uprightly today, you will be near death and humiliation, but far from honor and favor. How can the emperor avoid it."

   Ji Zhuan said warmly: "Send a letter to Tongzhou, across the border, asking the imperial court to allocate disaster relief funds."

   "I'm afraid the treasury will be empty."

   "Always force my father and his old man."

   If you can’t give it, you will lose face, if you don’t give it, you will lose face.

   If you give it, it goes into their pockets.

  No harm.

   As he spoke, he looked at Cui Yun: "What do you think?"

   Xie Xun paused.

  The staff officer Yuan Shaoqing is also here, why do you ask Cui Yun!

   These days, Ji Tran really values ​​Cui Yun. Even Cui Yun likes to ignore her.

   For example.

  —The candy I gave you last time, if you like it, I will send it again.

  Cui Yun's reply always talks about him from left to right.

  —Mrs. Zhou's side, Ying Shi has gone to pretend.

   He couldn't help but think deeply.

   Cui Yun was indeed born handsome and unparalleled. But Ji Ji is married. He had also seen Ji Quan get along with Wei Yingying, and he could see the love in his eyes.

  But Xie Xun has also heard of the existence of a kind of person.

  A man who loves a man, and a woman who loves her too.

   Xie Xun froze, and the chess piece followed and went to the wrong place. It was clear that this round had already been defeated, but Ji Tran's thoughts were clearly on Cui Yun. I never noticed it.

  Cui Yun's voice is flat and calm.

   "The Ministry of Households is very corrupt. When there was a severe drought in the morning, the disaster relief funds were allocated, and the porridge that fell into the bowls of the victims, the rice grains could not be cleared, so that so many people died that year."

   "The situation is serious, and the Secretary of the Household Department may not dare to commit crimes against the wind."

   However, he quickly found a solution.

   "His son likes to gamble."

  Entered in a gambling house, signed a life-and-death certificate, and if you can't pay the money, you don't care about life or death.

  The Minister of the Household Department will always be short of money.

  He drank a cup of tea, calculated the time, and then slowly got up.

   "It's time to enter the palace, please leave."