The Wei family's painting boat stopped in a river channel in the inner city.

Ning Zhiyuan sat on the back deck playing the piano. Without looking up, he knew that Wei Ruojin was standing next to the railing on the second floor, holding his cheeks with both hands, listening quietly to his piano sound. The moonlight casts her figure beside him, within reach.

He could not control his heart anymore, and his heart moved at will, and it was passed on to his hands. Originally, he played the piano to calm down for Luo Wuchen, but at this moment it showed a lingering feeling: it seemed to be walking in the bluestone street with his lover in the water town, boating under the moon; it was also like cutting candles in the west window, adding fragrance to the red sleeves. Fortunately, the young man's feelings were pure, and this lingering new green like early spring makes people feel fresh and not crazy.

In the rear cabin, there is no dust in the wooden barrel.

He was in love with poison, and listening to such a lingering sound of the piano again, he would inevitably have a dream of spring. This dream was not his vent, but carried the relationship between his love and his heart, and gathered into a beautiful and complete life.

Where love is bound by Li Hanyao.

Although Luo Wuchen tried his best to resist and did not want to think of her at this time, for fear of blaspheming her, he could not resist it. Besides, no one else had any chance to see the woman in his life, except Li Hanyao, and he had any idea or his heart.

He couldn't help but tremble, causing a burst of pain at the apex of his heart. The trembling lines spread like water lines to his whole body, pouring him down and unable to lean against the wall of the bucket.

In the dream, he and Sister Li knew each other, fell in love and dated each other, watched spring flowers and autumn moons, summer rain and winter snow, and lived a life of two people, strung together ordinary days to grow old together until the children and grandchildren were full of their families!

This love is so beautiful, the most real and pure.

After he devoted himself to it, he no longer felt pain, but was happy and happy.

When Ning Zhiyuan came in, he was leaning against the wooden barrel wall with his eyes closed. The redness on his face had not yet faded, his expression was sweet, and a faint smile was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Ning Zhiyuan reached out and pushed him, "Brother Zi'an."

After pushing it twice, Luo Wuchen woke up and opened his eyes.

Seeing Ning Zhiyuan, he looked confused.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at him jokingly, as if asking: "Why, can't you recognize him?"

Luo Wuchen was stunned for a while and had already distinguished the dream from reality. He suddenly felt incredible - it was really a dream? Why is it so clear that some of the life details are vividly remembered; even he remembers the names of every descendant he and Sister Li had raised clearly?

He suddenly sat up straight and held Ning Zhiyuan's arms with both hands.

Ning Zhiyuan thought that his poison had not been eliminated, so he rushed to see someone. He was so shocked that he lowered his voice: "Zi'an, see clearly, it's me! No matter how stupid you are, you can't be so hungry and eat without any choice. It's not possible, just go to the brothel. Don't worry, I promise to make arrangements and not let anyone see it."

Luo Wuchen looked at him calmly for a while before letting go, leaning back against the wall of the bucket, lowering his eyelids to cover the loss and confusion in his eyes.

After silence for a while, he asked indifferently: "I am much better. Why don't I play it?"

If the sound of the piano was not interrupted, his dream would not have been interrupted. Such a beautiful dream would have lived in the dream and never woke up.

Ning Zhiyuan said, "It's great that you're fine." He whispered, "Brother Fang has sent someone to deliver a letter, and the matter on Xingyu has come to light."

Luo Wuchen looked up at him.

Ning Zhiyuan said that Xingyu found the Queen's Yi Yi, and finally bent down and approached and asked, "I wonder if Brother Luo has any insight?"

Luo Wuchen looked at him and said, "My brother already has an idea, and he still asks."

Ning Zhiyuan's eyes were bright and said, "I want to hear Brother Luo's opinion."

Luo Wuchen said indifferently: "The opportunity must not be missed, and the time will never come again."

Ning Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Brother Luo's words are reasonable, but the imperial envoy may be difficult to make arbitrary decisions in this matter. He still needs to submit a report to the court. Someone in the court must help. The empress's mother tribe is not convenient for her to come forward, so others must come forward."

Luo Wuchen asked: "Who is the right person to come forward?"

Ning Zhiyuan tentatively said: "Suang Wang and Lord Liang."

Luo Wuchen said: "No!"

Ning Zhiyuan asked: "Why?"

Luo Wuchen said: "This matter must not be passed through Wang Xiang and Lord Liang, but can only be handed over to others, otherwise the effort will be in vain."

Ning Zhiyuan asked: "Who to give it to?"

Luo Wuchen said: "Duan Qiming, the deputy censor, can come forward to impeach Pan Zhizao. Then ask Xie Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice to come forward."

Ning Zhiyuan said: "I hope to hear the details."

Luo Wuchen said: "If Wang Xiang and Lord Liang come forward, they will only backfire, so Duan Qiming and Xie Shangshu come forward."

Ning Zhiyuan looked at him and smiled.

"Heroes have similar views!"

"So my good brother is more foolish than me?"

"It's not a test, it's a question."

The rift between Emperor Jiaxing and Liang Xinming has been going on for a long time. Whether Wang Heng or Liang Xinming comes forward, the emperor will definitely protect the Pan family.

Duan Qiming impeached Wang Heng for the riots of the Qinghua Palace, and instigated his clan members Wang Zhao to resell disaster relief grains. In the eyes of others, he was definitely not a fellow party member of Wang Heng and Liang Xinming, and was the most trusted by the emperor.

As for Xie Yaohui, Wang Heng and Liang Xinming both appreciate each other, guard against each other, and compete with each other, they are not the same type of people. Once the dark side of the textile industry is revealed, Xie Yaohui will definitely investigate it to the end and will never lose to Liang Xinming.

In this way, the Pan family is doomed.

The two blocked Pan Zhizao's retreat in a few words, and they were in a good mood.

Ning Zhiyuan leaned on the edge of the wooden barrel and looked at Luo Wuchen and chuckled: "Brother Luo spared no effort to help Miss Li like this, he is really infatuated."

Luo Wuchen said: "Don't behave yourself when you get a cheaper one."

Ning Zhiyuan said: "Okay, I don't act like a good person, I accept this favor. But I am very worried about Miss Li: She divided the shares to the workers, earned a lot of fame among the workers, but offended the world's textile merchants and became the target of public criticism."

Luo Wuchen stared at him without saying a word.

Ning Zhiyuan asked with a smile: "Isn't it?"

Luo Wuchen nodded and said, "Yes."

Ning Zhiyuan said: "How do you plan to help her?"

Luo Wuchen said: "Miss Li doesn't need help. But we have accepted that she has provided this great opportunity and hope to achieve great success."

Ning Zhiyuan asked: "How do you say this?"

Luo Wuchen asked, "Do you want to show your ambitions in your heart?"

Ning Zhiyuan said: "Of course I think. Who is willing to live a mediocre life?"

Luo Wuchen stopped leaning forward, leaned forward, and said word by word: "In the eighth year of Jingkang, more than 100,000 textile workers in the northwest riots, and the court introduced the Labor Law. The late emperor sent a group of Jinshi in the spring exam to the northwest and Jiangnan to observe politics. If my brother remembers correctly, Lord Lingzun and this imperial envoy, Lord Jian, were among them."

Ning Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Not bad."

Luo Wuchen said: "After that political observation, they rectified the textile industry in the northwest and south of the Yangtze River, and eliminated local officials and stood out!"

Ning Zhiyuan said: "Not bad!"

This time the voice was very excited.

His father talked about that experience.

Luo Wuchen said, "You and me are here now. My father has set an example for us. How can we let them down?"

Ning Zhiyuan said: "We are not yet in the officialdom."

Luo Wuchen said leisurely: "So what! Since we can overthrow Pan Zhizao and Concubine Pan, why not go further and clear the textile industry again, do something useful for Dajing and the people of the world, and leave a name in history?"
Chapter completed!