The cup broke into pieces, and the pieces flew far onto the ground.

He was probably very angry. In his twenty-six years of life, Shen Wei had only been this angry a few times. A series of low coughs that he couldn't stop came out of his lungs.

His emotions were fluctuating so violently that his heart and the major arteries through which his internal energy flowed were aching, and he felt a blackout in front of his eyes.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Feng Ke stabbed his fingertips with a needle and patted his back to comfort him. "Can you really kill him if you are angry again?"

Ming Cang was afraid that he would catch a cold again, so he quickly took the cloak and put it on his master's shoulders.

Lian Shenwei coughed for a long time, and only stopped when he could taste the rust in his mouth. After a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "Tiannan."

"Master, I'm here!"

Lian Shenwei's eyes were gloomy. "Dig up Wei Li's grave for me and smash every inch of bone."

Tiannan said without hesitation: "Yes! Master, is it now?"

“…”

Lian Shenwei closed his eyes, frowned, and felt a pain in his heart.

Feng Ke's heart throbbed as he watched Lian Shenwei's forehead covered in cold sweat, his eyes closed as he tried to calm his breathing, and the trembling silver needles on his cold fingertips: "Calm down, calm down, absolutely calm down, calm down..."

How mad must he be? In all the twenty years they have known each other, he has never seen Lian Shenwei like this.

That kid Ying Jingjue is really capable.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was Lian Shenwei's suppressed angry breathing.

a long time.

Lian Shenwei's breathing slowly calmed down.

He really wanted to pick up the Cangshan Sword and kill that little bastard just now.

Even though Ying Jingjue didn't remember what happened when he was a child.

"...After the Nan'an fraud case is resolved, let him stay in his ancestral tomb for a while."

Except for Wei Li, the rest of the people were just corpses he dragged from the mass grave. They were refugees or villains who had no Wei family blood. They were buried in the noble Wei family ancestral tomb, and his disciples would offer incense and burnt candles to them during festivals. It was extremely ironic and ridiculous.

This made him feel better.

He cannot dig Wei Li's grave now. Once he does, it means that Ying Jingjue has not handled the matter properly and it will be easy for someone to catch him.

The Nan'an fraud case was not complicated. He found out clearly that the education commissioner, inspector and governor of Nan'an were all involved.

However, he did not want Ying Jingjue to accomplish the task so easily, so he transferred the original location of the tainted money. While leaving clues, he also leaked the news to the eldest prince and the third prince.

These two people are indispensable whetstones on Ying Jingjue's road to the throne.

If he could find the dirty money before those two, many officials in the court would really see his ability and re-evaluate the fight for the throne.

Since Lian Shenwei dared to transfer the dirty money openly and turned this matter into a training for Jing Jue, he was not afraid of being discovered that he had tampered with the matter.

As long as Emperor Jingcheng remains in power, nothing will happen to him as long as he does not shake the foundation of the country.

But he still felt a lump in his heart, feeling uncomfortable and blocked.

Feng Ke pulled out the silver needle from Lian Shenwei's finger and quickly winked at Ming Cang and the others, "Go get something to eat. Remember to make sure it's soft and tasty. Your master is hungry."

"yes."

Before Ming Cang left, he cleaned up all the broken porcelain pieces on the ground to prevent Lian Shenwei from getting hurt.

After they left, Lian Shenwei stood up with the help of someone beside him, went to the desk on the east side of the bedroom, turned the inkstone, and the bookshelves opened with a click, revealing a wall.

Lian Shenwei reached out and knocked on the wall a few times.

The wall loosened, the wooden layer was pulled open, and a sword case was revealed inside.

Feng Ke sighed, "So you hid Cangshan here, why don't you open it and take a look?"

"Before, if you were angry, you would feel better after a fight."

The young man's palm fell on the sword case.

The sword box contains his carefree and carefree seventeen-year-old self.

Lian Shenwei didn't open it, "I remembered an old friend."

Feng Ke obviously knew who he was talking about: "You didn't want him to know you were here. He didn't blame you. He has been running around in the martial arts world these years, trying to find out about you. Every June, that person would go to Nanjing."

"Now I can't even draw my sword, how can I meet my old friend?"

Lian Shenwei was silent for a moment, then put the sword box back, "But you reminded me that after spring, Jing Jue will be sixteen years old, and it will be the tenth anniversary of my sister's death. He and I should go back to Nanjing to visit."

The sword that was once sharp was now sealed in the sword box forever. Feng Ke didn't know what to say, and he felt very upset: "The prince is precious and has no memory. How can you let him leave the capital and go to Nanjing?"

Lian Shenwei closed the bookshelf and said calmly, "Yes."

The welcoming banquet was prepared in a hurry, and the Regent Palace also sent a message indicating that Lian Shenwei would also attend.

However, Li Ningfeng, the real boss, followed Ying Jingjue around all day, so busy that he was nowhere to be seen. This made those who wanted to alienate the relationship between them give up their thoughts and turn to think of other ways.

Since Li Ningfeng said he wanted to retrieve the case file, Ying Jingjue took him to the Dali Temple first. The records there were sloppy and rough, so they went to the imperial prison again.

After all, when Luan Qinggan was finally taken away, he had just escaped from the imperial prison.

After entering the hall, they were greeted by a deputy commissioner of the prison, who had a handsome appearance and was very efficient and decisive in his work.

Ye Mingqin said, "The Lord of Prisons will be here soon. Your Highness the Crown Prince and the young marquis, please wait for a moment."

Although there were many female officials in the court, this was the first time that Li Ningfeng had seen one serving in the imperial prison.

When Ying Jingjue saw Ye Mingqin walking away, he explained, "There were no female officials in the imperial prison. Her name is Ye Mingqin, and she is the deputy envoy recommended by the Prince Regent."

Li Ningfeng understood: "Did the Regent Prince plant someone in the Imperial Prison?"

Ying Jingjue paused, a little hesitant: "It's hard to say. She is a powerful character with real talent and knowledge. She has solved many unjust cases in the imperial prison and is ruthless. In the Nan'an fraud case, she, the deputy envoy, was used more than the prison chief, and..."

"And what?"

"Except for being closer to the Prince Regent's Palace, I don't see how Ye Mingqin is helping the Prince Regent," Ying Jingjue said, "Her achievements are there, and she won't be trapped in a small prison for long. After a while, you and I should see her in the Ministry of Justice."

The jailer came over quickly and placed the case file on the table for them to read.

Ying Jingjue waved his hand and told him to go down.

The evidence of Luan Qinggan's treason was only a few pieces of paper and a testimony that seemed to have been signed under duress. Nothing could be seen from these. At most, it could be seen that the so-called evidence of treason was fabricated and Luan Qinggan was falsely accused and killed.

This was indeed the rumor in the capital and other places: the Regent Prince was vicious and cruel. Just because the loyal Lord Luan reported him, he was charged with treason and his entire family was executed.

Lord Luan is pitiful, and the young marquis who is fighting far away on the border is even more pitiful.

Ying Jingjue glanced at his friend's solemn expression and couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking, if my uncle didn't die unjustly as everyone knows, but he really colluded with the enemy," Li Ning paused, his sharp brows lowered, "given my relationship with him, the soldiers on the border would definitely be suspicious and wary of me. At the very least, they would disobey orders, and at worst, military operations would be delayed. The consequences would be..."

Both of them fell silent.

The "testimony of treason" recorded in the case file was written clearly and with a chilling coldness that could chill one to the bone.

Li Ningfeng exhaled: "Fortunately it's not true."

"Lord Luan will not die in vain, and the Shunchang Earl's Mansion will not become a sacrifice for Lian Shenwei to vent his anger. And Lord Wei," Ying Jingjue guaranteed, "Lian Shenwei will definitely pay the price in the future."

But what he holds in his hands now is too little.

Ying Jingjue: "Lian Shenwei will be present at the welcoming banquet, and I'm worried that he will do something bad to you."

"I hold half of the military power in my hands, he won't do anything to me," Li Ningfeng said, "Even if there are difficulties, I will take them all."

"He won't accuse me of collaborating with the enemy, that would be stupid."

Ying Jingjue: "In short, be careful in everything."

Tai Chi Palace.

Welcoming banquet.

The sunlight was soft, the temperature was cool but not cold, and colors could be seen among the flowers and plants in spring. This welcoming banquet was not held in the palace, but outside.

The servants in the flower room tried their best to fill the surroundings with flowers, which were beautiful but not gaudy. The begonias were clearly not in their blooming period in March, but someone had found a way to make them bloom early.

The officials who came and went greeted each other, and sat down one after another while chatting and laughing.

"The Regent is here. Is he feeling well enough to write?"

"We are very worried. If you hadn't forbidden us to come in, we would have come to visit the patient long ago."

Whether it was sincere or insincere, it was all about saving face in the officialdom. There were so many greetings like this that even Shen Wei had to choose his response.

Ming Cang and Tian Nan attended the meeting with their master. Lian Shenwei's seat was at the head of the ministers, and it was very spacious. In the years he had been in power, he had never been ill for such a long time.

Seeing him take his seat, some people couldn't help but look at him.

The weather was not that cold today, but Lian Shenwei was wearing a thick dark green cloak, with his long hair tied up, his face as bright as the moon, a simple jade hairpin in his hair, and a hand warmer in his arms. He looked a little thin and pale, and looked sickly.

However, there was no unpleasant smell of medicine on his body, and for a moment it was difficult to tell whether he was sick or not.

that is……

Some people were wondering in their hearts, did someone offend the Regent today? Why didn't he smile at all?

After a while, everyone arrived and saluted Emperor Jingcheng, except Lian Shenwei, who remained motionless. He slowly sipped the fruit wine in his hand and raised his eyes to look at Ying Jingjue who was sitting opposite him.

He was the crown prince, so he should be the first seat on the right, right opposite him. It was probably arranged long ago that Li Ningfeng's seat would be next to Ying Jingjue.

Lian Shenwei did not intend to maintain superficial harmony between teacher and student with Ying Jingjue. He wanted to put real pressure on Ying Jingjue and force him to grow.

Of course, the main reason was that he was angry, and not picking up the sword to kill was the limit of his patience.

Ying Jing decided to regard him as an obstacle to his ascension to the throne, so they would have to tear each other apart sooner or later. It would be the same sooner or later, so he might as well take the initiative a little earlier. The uncle taught his nephew a lesson. Even if the father, Emperor Jingcheng, was here, what could he say?

Emperor Jingcheng: "You all, please stay calm. Don't worry about me. Just do as you please."

After Ying Jingjue sat down again, he noticed a slightly cold gaze looking at him. He looked up and saw Lian Shenwei's gaze and was stunned.

For some reason, the hairs on his back stood up in fear.

Resisting the urge to rub his arms, Ying Jingjue felt that it was his involvement in the Nan'an fraud case that made Lian Shenwei unhappy.

With countless twists and turns in his mind, he smiled and raised his glass, "Congratulations, teacher, on your recovery from a serious illness. I offer you a toast."

The palace maid who was serving on the side immediately filled Lian Shenwei's cup with fruit wine.

Ying Jingjue smiled slightly and drank the wine.

Lian Shenwei picked up the wine glass and slowly poured the wine onto the ground.

Almost at the moment when Ying Jingjue finished drinking, Lian Shenwei poured out the wine completely.

All the ministers' eyes were focused here, and they were horrified. They didn't expect that the Regent would not even give the Crown Prince face.

Ying Jingjue narrowed his eyes.

Li Ningfeng tapped the table with his fingertips and said playfully, "Although I have been in the border for a long time, I also know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince is the King. The Regent King was born as the top scholar and was once the Crown Prince's teacher. I'm sure he understands the way of monarch and minister."

Lian Shen smiled and said, "Since I am the prince's teacher, I must be responsible for him. When the young marquis talked about the relationship between the monarch and his subjects, he must have also known about respecting teachers."

"The doctor said that I had just recovered from a serious illness and drinking alcohol was harmful to my health. If I drank this full cup of wine, I would accidentally die. Then, Your Highness, wouldn't it be the same as killing your own teacher?"

Li Ning paused: "It's just a glass of wine, it doesn't have to be that serious."

Lian Shen smiled with a smile that was not reflected in his eyes. He met Ying Jingjue's gaze and said in a gentle voice, "Your Highness, I have only prevented you from killing your teacher and prevented you from being a student again. Just like you buried Lord Wei, I will also send you to eternal sleep."