Gujin received Duanzhou's letter in Luoshan. He was about to mount his horse and continue galloping. After reading the letter, he looked complicated and turned around to ask Huo Lingyun, who stopped by to adjust his horse: "This is what you wrote before you left."

Do you believe it?"

Huo Lingyun pulled his horse, nodded, unscrewed the water bag, took a sip, and said, "I wrote it last night."

Gu Jin took the letter into his arms, took out another one, and handed it to Huo Lingyun: "This is from the Second Master to the Lord... What did the Jin Yiwei who went to explore the carriage say?"

"It is said that the Hezhou Yamen was chasing after him and drove the driver into panic. While driving, he fell along the disrepaired horse track and fell into the ditch." Huo Lingyun hung up the water bag and carefully received Xiao Chiye's letter in his arms.

Here, "Several people went down to the ditch to check for two hours, but found no one alive."

Gu Jin's expression became more and more ugly. He was ordered to come here. In fact, he wanted to keep an eye on Master Yideng for Xiao Chiye. Unexpectedly, the master was gone. Gu Jin stood there, puzzled, and said to himself: "Master

What are you going to Hezhou for?”

"Isn't that his layman?" Huo Lingyun had been running all night, and now he was smelling of sweat. He said, "According to Yan Heru's opinion, the master died of illness. If he had predicted that he would not live long,

It’s time to go back and see your relatives.”

"The master gave up his secular life when he became a monk. The only ones left in his family are relatives, not biological brothers." When Gu Jin said this, he thought of the Great Realm and continued, "Besides, the Master has made an appointment to return to the Great Realm this year.

If he had already known that he would not live long, he would have fulfilled his promise first."

Huo Lingyun had never dealt with Master Yideng. He looked at the sun coming out and said, "I'm almost done resting. It's time to hit the road."

Gu Jin led the horse out of the way. After Huo Lingyun turned the horse's head, he said to Gu Jin: "When you arrive at the battle site, remember to tell the second master that Tantai Hu also wants to try his new sword."

Gujin did not respond, but said: "Let Tiger write a letter to the second master by himself. I will not return to the battlefield." He wiped the mud off his boots, got on his horse, and pointed the riding crop to the other side, "I'm going to go

Go to Hezhou."

* * *

The doctors were crowded under the eaves, and they were all silent and did not dare to make any noise. Fei Sheng saw that this was not a place for discussion, so he quickly arranged for the doctors to go next door.

Kong Ling did not go in to disturb Yuan Zhuo's rest. He followed Fei Sheng and asked, "What did the doctor say?"

Fei Sheng glanced at the still bamboo curtain, raised his arm and led Kong Ling to the side, and whispered: "We are all very scared. The prescriptions we prescribe are not as good as those of Jinyiwei ourselves. We dare not use heavy medicine on Mr.

.”

Although Kong Ling had a wide range of knowledge, he did not know much about pharmacology. He looked slightly dazed, paused for a moment, and said: "Then..."

It was difficult for Fei Sheng to say. Previously, everyone had pinned their hopes on Master Yideng, but Yan Heru caught everyone off guard. He avoided the new buds and only said: "Master Fu wrote a letter to Ge Qingqing last night.

, let them find a doctor in the Thirteen Cities of Juexi, and they can arrive in Duanzhou after June."

But how do you survive these three months?

Fei Sheng didn't dare to lie. He watched the doctor come in and out last night, and he was worried. Yao Wenyu usually held on, and had exhausted his energy when he comforted the celebrities who came to seek refuge with Shen Zechuan in Cizhou. At that time, he spent the night with Kong Ling and others.

After agreeing on the arrangements for the six prefecture yamen, we headed from Cizhou to Duanzhou. In fact, we never saw anything good when we arrived in Duanzhou.

Kong Ling stood for a moment and said solemnly: "Just wait, I will reply to Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu has not slept all night and is still waiting for news in the hall."

"Then you have to persuade my master." Fei Sheng was frightened by Yao Wenyu's coughing up blood and chased Kong Ling for a few steps. "I heard that the master was gone yesterday. I don't think the master is very energetic. Now I will replace Yuan Zhuo." Sir, please don't worry about getting sick. Qiao Tianya and I are watching over here, so nothing serious will happen."

Kong Ling hurriedly agreed, carried his robe and walked out of the courtyard. When he arrived at Shen Zechuan's courtyard, the housekeeper was standing under the eaves listening to Ding Tao's speech.

When Shen Zechuan saw Kong Ling, he nodded and signaled Ding Tao to stop first. Ding Tao had been very well-behaved since the time he fought against Dunzhou, so he immediately shut up and stepped aside to make way for Kong Ling.

Kong Ling thought carefully about his words and said, "I just went to bed. Medicine is being boiled in the yard right now. Qiao Tianya is standing by, so you don't have to worry too much."

The courtyard was clean. Shen Zechuan came down the steps and said, "Doctor, don't you have something definite?"

Kong Ling saw Shen Zechuan's hesitant expression and followed him, saying: "These doctors are all wild doctors. They have never seen a person like Yuan Zhuo. Naturally, they dare not fool around with ordinary prescriptions, and they are very cautious in their speech. But Everyone is willing to do their best, and no one dares to be careless."

Shen Zechuan was so perceptive. When he heard Kong Ling's words, he knew that no one in this group of doctors could treat Yuan Zhuo. They all dared to do their best to nurse Yuan Zhuo back to health and try their best to avoid risks.

"Send another urgent letter to Xiao Yu," Shen Zechuan paused. "Ask him to pay attention to the doctors in each state when he patrols the states. Send all the doctors he can find to Duanzhou. The medical fee will be taken from my private bank. How much is it? How much to give."

Kong Ling also stopped. Seeing the guard at the other end coming to deliver the letter, he didn't bother Shen Zechuan to read the letter again.

Shen Zechuan turned over the letter and saw Ge Qingqing's private seal on it. He opened the letter, read it, handed it to Kong Ling, and said, "The battle in Qudu is over."

Kong Lingbian looked at it for a while and said: "The commander-in-chief is not short of military rations, but what he is short of is a title. The Queen Mother sees this clearly, so she still insists on forcing it, which in turn helps Xue Yanqing."

"She is riding a tiger," Shen Zechuan said. "In my heart, I want to use Qi Zhuyin, but I really don't have any leverage anymore. If we really want to fight, Han Cheng's 20,000 soldiers will not be able to defeat anyone."

When Shen Zechuan mentioned that the situation of "distance and close attack" has long been reversed, Qudu's fatigue is obvious. Facing Zhongbo and Libei in the east, they only have eight battalions to provide emergency relief. Dancheng Mintian has reached this point again, and there is no military defense at all. It is said that Qi Zhuyin is Qudu's life-saving straw.

When Kong Ling saw the end, he gasped slightly and said, "Pan Xiangjie and Pan Lin are dead."

"The Queen Mother's opponent now is Xue Xiuzhuo." Shen Zechuan saw that the sky was gloomy, as if rain was coming, "How can we escape intact?"

* * *

It is raining everywhere, this is the beginning of the rainy season.

The cabinet wanted to hold Han Cheng accountable. Han Cheng killed the officials of the Eighth Battalion and killed them in prison. It was all done by Zhongbo. The two sides started to quarrel in the court, and the news of Pan Xiangjie's death was presented at this moment.

Only then did Liang Miaoshan remember that Pan Xiangjie was locked up in the innermost room that day, and no one answered him when he called for help. Everyone was at war with each other at that time. Pan Xiangjie was suffocated to death by smoke in the cell. He was not discovered until the jailer cleaned the cell.

"The granary was opened by Pan Lin," Xue Xiuzhuo said in Mingli Hall. "The current account details of the Household Department were also revealed by Pan Lin. This person's crime will not lead to death."

Cen Yu originally felt pity for Pan Lin, so he nodded and said: "It's not that I want to absolve him of his guilt. Punishment will still have to be punished. The law cannot be broken, but you can make decisions based on your discretion."

Kong Qiu pondered for a moment, read the confession submitted by the Ministry of Punishment over and over again, and said: "Although Pan Lin confessed, it will be a matter for the court to investigate later. He was an accessory as early as when there was a problem with the accounting. He can be exempted from death penalty, but it is difficult to live guilty.

escape."

The cabinet would eventually remove Pan Lin from his post, demote him, and exile him to Huaizhou. However, the Dancheng case was not settled for the time being, and Pan Lin had to wait for summons at the inn.

Pan Lin is different from the children of Pan Xiangjie's generation. He went to school and became an official, and regarded himself as a scholar. He was a bit arrogant, so he couldn't get along with Xue Da and the others. Now his family has undergone a sudden change, and he has fallen from being a son of an aristocratic family to being a concubine.

My father died again. I was looked down upon in the inn and ate nothing but scraps.

Xue Da and Pan Lin had a quarrel at Xiao Chiye's Marquis Banquet. Out of a desire to visit, Xue Da specially brought delicacies to see Pan Lin, hoping to settle the feud with Pan Lin before they parted ways.

The doorman of the post led Xue Da inside. Seeing that the room was cramped, he asked the doorman: "Does Pan Chengzhi live here? He is the legitimate son of the Pan family, or the minister of the Ministry of Revenue... Why do you let him live here?"

here?"

The servant opened the door with the key and said tactfully: "Didn't Mr. Pan be copied? He is a sinner. The court has arranged this. How can you dare to disobey it?" He opened the door and asked, "Master, don't wait too long."

If it is reported to the Ministry of Punishments for a long time, they will be held accountable!"

Xue Da's skinny body was hunched. He poked his head in from the door and saw Pan Lin sitting by the window. The room was very dark, rain was leaking everywhere, and the floor was soaked with moisture.

Pan Lin's robe was damp, and so were his boots. He was still wearing the same clothes he wore in prison, with some stubble on his face, and looked too haggard.

Xue Da carried the food box, stepped through the door, and said softly: "Chengzhi... let me take a look at you."

Pan Lin turned his eyes, looked at him for a while, and said, "Sit down."

Xue Da put the food box on the table, sat next to the chair, looked around, and said: "You are the same after all... I will go out and talk to them later, I can just change the room."

Pan Lin's eyes were red, and he was soaked in the rain that leaked in lonely.

Xue Da was restless, moved a little, and took the initiative before falling into embarrassment: "I came today not... not to see your jokes. You are going to Huaizhou, so far away, and after this goodbye... we will never see you again.

I want to send you..."

Pan Lin was indifferent.

Xue Da felt sentimental for some reason. He was a direct descendant, and Pan Lin was also a direct descendant, but why did the direct descendants end up in this situation? There were tears in his eyes, and after hesitating for a long time, he said: "Chengzhi, last year's Marquis Banquet... Yes

I can't help it. I heard that you let Yuan Zhuo go, and I... I admired you very much. You are talented, but you were tortured by your family. Yuan Fu is willing to exempt you from the death penalty, just to cherish your talent. When you arrive in Huaizhou,

There is still a chance to use punches and kicks again..."

But Xue Xiuyi said this so much that he didn't even believe it. They were all people who depended on their families for a living. The land tax had revealed such a big loophole. When Pan Lin arrived in Huaizhou, he was reviled by thousands of people and wanted to step in for others.

Pan Lin was silent for a moment and said, "Pingjing."

Xue Xiuyi, whose courtesy name is Pingjing, and Xue Xiuzhuo, whose name is Yanqing, were both named by Mr. Xue. He quickly replied with a "huh".

"When I was appointed as the Minister of Household Affairs, I hesitated for a long time with the account book in hand, but finally did not give it to Mr. Haige. I acted as a helper and harmed the people of the eight cities. It is not a pity to die. I have nothing to confess. The storms in the capital have not stopped for years.

Now that Xue Yanqing is here," Pan Lin looked at Xue Xiuyi, as if looking at himself who still had a chance many years ago, "the glory of the Eight Cities has come to an end."

Xue Da heard a loud thunder, which made the house light up for a moment. He thought Pan Lin would give him some advice, but Pan Lin finally said: "You can go."

Xue Pingjing pushed the food box towards Pan Lin and said, "I brought you some food..." He also fell silent and sat here until the rain started to get heavier, and the handymen outside came to remind him several times.

When Xue Pingjing stood up, his robe was also wet. He bowed to Pan Lin and said goodbye. Pan Lin stood up, straightened his clothes and bowed in return.

Xue Pingjing didn't dare to look anymore, turned around and walked out. In the corridor, he couldn't tell where the way out was.

Pan Lin heard the footsteps in the distance and sat back at the table. He never touched the food box Xue Pingjing brought, picked up the pen and wrote the "Application of Sins" in a straight and clear manner.

This letter was not for the court, but for Pan Xiangjie. It was a farewell message between their father and son. Pan Lin wrote a very long letter, as if he didn't know how to face his father. He cried a lot when he put down the pen, and then cleaned himself up.

He undressed and lay down on the shabby mat, never opening his eyes again.

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