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Chapter 183 I can give you your freedom

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    It was already late at night when we came out of Ci'an Palace.

    The moonlight is good tonight, the frost has come down, and the night wind has become biting.

    After walking for a while, Zhao Qing stopped, turned his head slightly and said, "Give her the lantern, you don't have to follow her."

    He didn¡¯t mention him by name, but the palace people immediately understood that he was talking about Song Wan.

    The palace servant handed a lantern to Song Wan, who followed Zhao Qing with his head lowered and continued to walk forward.

    The night in the palace is much quieter than in the city. There is no sound of insects or dogs. Occasionally, the palace guards and guardsmen on duty pass by, and the footsteps are very light.

    Song Wan was not familiar with the palace. After walking for a while, he lost his way. He didn't know where he was now. Only Zhao Qing's back was left in front of him.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, Zhao Qing stopped, Song Wan raised his head, and beyond him, a majestic palace came into view.

    The sky was so dark that Song Wan couldn't see clearly what was written on the plaque hanging on the temple. She could only feel the biting cold wind and her hands were almost frozen.

    Zhao Qing stared at the palace for a long time and said: "The late emperor passed away when I was twenty-eight years old. Wei Zhenxi was more than ten years older than me. He was both a teacher and a friend to me. When I ascended the throne,  , it was when he was at his most famous, everyone in Zhaoling knew his name."

    Song Wan hadn¡¯t yet figured out what Zhao Qing¡¯s purpose was in keeping him by his side. When he suddenly heard Zhao Qing reminiscing about the past, he didn¡¯t dare to interrupt at will and just stood quietly.

    Zhao Qing continued: "I learned all my riding and shooting from Wei Zhenhe. I actually respect him very much. The Wei family has been loyal and good for generations. Before the late emperor passed away, he held my hand and reassured me that I could rely on the Wei family. It's a pity.  Wei Zhenhe¡¯s temper is too stubborn.¡±

    Song Wan¡¯s heart accelerated a little.

    If Song Qingfeng hadn't told her before that Wei Heng's body was actually poisoned, when she heard Zhao Qing's words, she would have only felt Zhao Qing's accidental emotion. Now that she knew some of the inside information, she would have heard these words.  Feeling creepy.

    The late emperor has said that the Wei family has been loyal for generations and is trustworthy. Why would Zhao Qing be suspicious of the Wei family and poison Wei Heng?

    With nothing to rely on around him, Song Wan could only hold on to the lantern in his hand to prevent himself from losing his composure.

    "In the third year after I ascended the throne, Zhaoling also suffered a snowstorm, but the scope of the snowstorm was not as wide as this one. Only two prefectures and counties on the border were seriously affected."

    "When the disaster came to Hanjing, the imperial court immediately sent people to provide relief. At that time, your father had not yet reached the position of minister, and was just a junior minister in the Ministry of Personnel. He once reported that the disaster at the border was not a trivial matter and needed to be taken seriously. Except for those who were affected by the disaster,  The emotions of the common people and military officers also need to be appeased, and I suggest that the imperial court step up disaster relief efforts and transport more grain and grass to the border."

    Song Wan didn¡¯t expect that Zhao Qing would take the initiative to mention his father. The strength on his hand increased, and the palm of his hand was a little painful from the lantern stick.

    Zhao Qing was still looking in the direction of the main hall. The cold moonlight deepened the outline of his face, making him look like an emotionless sculpture.

    Zhao Qing¡¯s voice did not stop, completely immersed in his own world, as if he had returned to the time more than ten years ago.

    "The imperial court has always provided a lot of military pay, and Wei Zhenhe has never reported any needs in the army. Your father's suggestion has been opposed by many people, and the most violent one is Wei Yanghou. Zhaoling has not had one for many years.  During the big war, Marquis Weiyang always felt that Zhaoling's military requirements were too large, and advocated disarmament, reducing military expenditures, and replenishing the national treasury. I also had such a plan at the time."

    If there is no invasion by foreign enemies, naturally everyone would want to live and work in peace and contentment, and would not want to leave their hometown and live in a bitter and cold place.

    It is normal for Zhao Qing and Wei Yanghou to have the idea of ????disarmament, but Song Wan, as a daughter-in-law, also keenly felt that the timing was not right.

    The border pass is thousands of miles away from Hanjing. Even if the imperial court receives news of the disaster, it immediately sends people to provide relief. It takes a lot of time to go back and forth. Those refugees must be temporarily accommodated and comforted by the soldiers under the command of the Duke of Zhen.  .

    The army's food and salary are regularly transported to the camp by food transport envoys. If the number of refugees is too large, the army's food and salary will not be used up for a few days. The imperial court should only make up for this by sending more disaster relief food and salary to the border.  Just consumption.

    Song Wan already had bad suspicions in his heart and couldn't help but ask: "So His Majesty rejected my father's proposal?"

    Zhao Qing said: "The foundation of the Song family in Hanjing is not as good as that of Weiyanghou Mansion. As soon as Weiyanghou expressed his position, many people in the court stood with him. There were too many objections, so this proposal will naturally  was rejected, the imperial court followed the usual disaster relief policy and transported food and wages to the border prison. At that time, Wei Yanghou and your father had many quarrels in the court.?.

    Some people just live a mediocre life, while some people live for the beliefs in their hearts from beginning to end.

    The body can die, but the belief cannot die.

    Song Wan grabbed the lantern in his hand, looked at Zhao Qing intently, and asked word for word: "Your Majesty, do you think the Duke and the slave's father made a mistake in this matter?"

    The moon was obscured by a group of dark clouds, the clear gauze dissipated, and the surrounding area was plunged into darkness, leaving only the faint light from the lantern in Song Wan's hand.

    In this dim night, Song Wan's eyes looked particularly clear and bright.

    She asked a very bold question. Zhao Qing frowned slightly and said, "I didn't say they did anything wrong. I just think they could have solved the problem in a more tactful and thoughtful way."

    What is a more tactful and thoughtful approach?  It's just that Zhao Qing felt that he didn't stand on his side to protect his interests.

    For Zhao Qing, weakening the military power of Zhen Guo Gong, disarmament and reducing treasury expenditures, and killing a few people are trivial matters. What's more, Wei Yanghou is the uncle of the country and a relative of the emperor. Even if Zhen Guo Gong has made countless achievements in his life  Their military exploits are not as close as those of Wei Yanghou and Zhao Qing.

    Of course, Zhao Qing would not follow Wei Zhenxi¡¯s wishes and deal with Wei Yanghou and those ¡°rebels¡± who caused rebellion fairly.

    Wei Zhenhe and Song's father could only pretend to be deaf and dumb and pretend that this matter had never happened, in order to meet Zhao Qing's expectations for solving this matter.

    Song Wan did not waste any time arguing with Zhao Qing about this issue. He said directly: "This slave has a low status. If Your Majesty wants to kill this slave, it is just a matter of one sentence. There is no need to tell these old things to make this slave understand. Your Majesty wants to  You might as well make it clear what you want your slave to do."

    After speaking, Song Wan lowered his head and stopped looking into Zhao Qing's eyes.

    Zhao Qing did not expect that Song Wan would be so transparent and straightforward. For this reason, he did not beat around the bush with Song Wan and said straightforwardly: "Not only can I spare your life, but I can also restore your freedom. Go see Song Qingfeng."  , let him think clearly and tell me how many people were involved in this assassination and who was the mastermind behind it."

    The Song family has strong bones. Song¡¯s father refused to admit guilt even after his kneecaps were cut out. Song Qingfeng was able to abandon everything and endure the humiliation and burden until now.

    Zhao Qing had already guessed that the people in Dali Temple could not find anything valuable from Song Qingfeng, so he wanted to start with Song Wan.

    Song Wan said truthfully: "Song Qingfeng's temperament now is completely different from before, and I am not sure whether what he said is true or false."

    Zhao Qing said: "As long as you find a way to get him to explain, I will find someone to check whether what he said is true or false."

    The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. Zhao Ying and Zhao Yi are both his own sons. Zhao Qing feels bad if he wronged anyone, so he wants to get the truth from Song Qingfeng.

    At this moment, Song Wan finally understood what Song Qingfeng wanted to do.

    Zhao Qing listened to the words of Marquis Wei Yang and had a grudge against the Duke of Zhen. He was worried that the Duke of Zhen would do something treacherous one day because of his outstanding achievements, so he acted first to gain advantage.

    Song Qingfeng now wants Zhao Qing to be suspicious of his own child, and he also wants Weiyang Houfu and the prince to be suspicious of each other.

    Since they can¡¯t trust others, they shouldn¡¯t even trust their own people and die in suspicion.

    It is impossible for Song Qingfeng to tell the truth.

    He could obviously choose to commit suicide after assassinating Zhao Yi, but he deliberately let Gu Yanting catch him and go to Dali Temple to be tortured again, just to spread the fog even more before he died and make these people because of his suspicion.  Another good show of killing each other.

    Song Wan secretly took a breath of air, knelt down in front of Zhao Qing, kowtowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will definitely find a way to get Song Qingfeng to tell the truth."

    When midnight passed, Song Wan took the golden order given by Zhao Qing and entered the prison of Dali Temple again.

    The prison was as damp and cold as last time, and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood and rancidity.

    Song Qingfeng was tied to the wooden frame in the torture room. His clothes were torn by whips and had several black marks. His hair was disheveled and his head was drooped, as if he was dead.

    Song Wan said softly to the jailer: "Please bring some hot water, thank you."

    Her brother is the most stinky, and she has to help her wipe away all the dirt so that he can leave cleanly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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