Feng Quan knelt beside the couch and tasted all the medicine Li Jianting wanted to take.
Li Jianting was pale, his temples were covered in cold sweat, and he was still trembling while lying on the couch. She was covered with the quilt, but it seemed to be suppressed, and a small whimper sounded in her throat with rapid gasping.
The imperial physician in the hall did not dare to be chaotic. He checked Li Jianting's pulse over and over again through the hanging curtain, wiped his sweat from time to time, and repeated the prescription to the people around him.
Kong Qiu had faced this situation twice with Hai Liangyi, but this was the first time he had been on his own. The hands he hid in his sleeves were sweaty, and the sweat dripped into his eyes, and he didn't dare to blink.
If the prince dies.
Kong Qiu didn't dare to think about it at all, he closed his eyes with difficulty, remembering the heavy rain in the Guangou case, how determined Hai Liangyi was to say such words.
teacher.
Kong Qiu couldn't help clenching his teeth.
It would be great if the teacher was still there, he couldn't even speak at the moment, and he even felt a strong sense of powerlessness listening to the intermittent voice of the prince.
Li Jianting's decoction poured down, her eyes were still rolling, she seemed to be stunned by a nightmare. Feng Quan knelt for a whole day, and he bravely stroked Li Jianting's wet hair in the gap between the left and right palace maids, and watched Li Jianting's expression change.
This game is a disaster for the fish, no matter whether the prince can survive or not, the eunuch Gong'e who serves the prince in the palace will not survive.
Feng Quan was in desperate need to find his own way of life. Li Jianting must not die before his work was finished.
"Your Highness..." Fengquan whispered to Li Jianting, because he was too close, he saw the tiny hole in Li Jianting's earlobe. He was heartbroken and said: "His Royal Highness struggled out of the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, and it is only a stone's throw away from the Ninety-five Lord. At this moment, if you are discouraged, you will fall short... Your Highness!"
Li Jianting seemed to be inaudible, clutching the quilt with ten fingers. She was lying in this splendid glory, but her heart was still trapped in the most filthy Goulan courtyard in the world.
There was a choked sob in Li Jianting's throat, which was begging for mercy when he was beaten.
God made fun of her, gave her such an identity, but made her a girl. Those clanging earrings were mixed with the overturning sound of tables and chairs. She fell into them countless times, and was dragged by her hair to the smelly man.
Xiang Yun is a good mother and knows how to make the best use of everything.
* * *
Lingting is a girl adopted by Xiangyun, but she is not special. Xiangyun has adopted too many children. Xiang Yun would lift their chins and examine them carefully to determine their path.
Lingting was born beautiful, but she was not likable. Xiang Yun looked at her and found that her eyes were strangely disgusting.
"It looks so pretty, but it's also fierce," Xiangyun said, choking on her smoking gun, "It's better to be blinded with these eyes, so foggy, so that the gentlemen will have pity."
Lingting was thin and small, and Xiangyun gave her food without really blinding her eyes, so Lingting was very grateful to Xiangyun. She watched men come and go in Xiangyunfang every day, and served the sisters in the hall. She has no fixed master, and runs barefoot in the porch all day long, pouring tea and water for her sisters, and watching them apply powder and incense.
My daughter's house smells so good.
Lingting knelt beside the door, propped up the Shushu, sniffing the incense inside like a puppy. She looked at those plump ketone bodies covered with silk and satin, looked at those slender jade fingers with golden jade bracelets, and listened to those sisters whispering, giving birth to infinite yearning for her daughter's world.
Xiangyun was wearing a cloud-like shawl and stopped beside Lingting like a weak willow supporting the wind. She had eaten wine, her face was lustrous, she laughed a few times, bent over to hold Lingting's face, and said, "Dog... Mom put on earrings for you."
The golden thread hung with a pearl, and it slid down coolly along Lingting's auricle, and finally fell on the Shushu. Lingting stared blankly at Xiangyun, who had already raised her body and walked away with a smile.
"Mom has a big guest today," the elder sister inside threw Zhu Chai into the box and said in a dazzling manner, "Libei Wang's second son."
There was a giggle of laughter.
Lingting didn't know who the King Libei was or who the second son was. She carefully picked up the gold thread pearl pendant and slipped it into her hand.
In the evening, drinks were to be served in the hall, so Lingting followed the maids in, and saw the King of Chu leaning on the couch, so drunk he was talking nonsense. Several sons of noble families were there to accompany her, but Xiang Yun ignored her. She sat reservedly beside a person's chair, dignified like a lady.
Xiao Chiye was wearing Yaqing's uniform, which couldn't hold back his arrogance. He seemed to be drinking too, sitting on a chair and playing dice with the boy next to him.
Ling Ting waited by the side to pour wine for the noble, and poured it for half the night, and she was drunk during the dinner. Li Jianheng dragged Xiangyun to persuade him to drink frequently. Xiao Chiye seemed to be having a good time, but he never touched his sister.
Li Jianheng snorted the turbid smell of alcohol, pointed at Xiao Chiye to Xiangyun, and said, "This is me... my brother! King Libei, Wang's son... has gone to war..." He hiccupped, hee hee Laughing, "Ce'an is a real... a real guy."
Xiao Chiye laughed. He lowered his long fingers, threw the dice into the golden bottle, and said with a disapproving sloppiness, "The battlefield is stinky, how can such a gentle village be comfortable? Second Young Master is going to be drunk here."
Li Jianheng pushed Xiangyun over, Xiao Chiye slipped, caught the golden bottle, and Xiangyun fell into someone else's arms. They ate and vomited, and the meal was full of mess when they took a break.
Lingting remembered that she was still holding the gold thread earrings in her palm. She saw a bright mirror with a corner exposed inside, so she stood on tiptoe and quietly gestured the earrings on the earlobe towards the mirror.
The pearl swayed in the shattered hair, revealing a beautiful light.
It's so beautiful.
Lingting thought about it like this, when she suddenly heard the sound of wine spilling over, she was so frightened that she hurriedly retracted her hand, and found that the second son from the north was still awake during the snooping.
Xiao Chiye didn't look at anyone, he was clearly in this dazzling prosperity, but with a little distance. He neither went in, nor did he want his sister to accompany him. His arms are still on the chair, his eyebrows are sharp, his eyes are clear, and he is looking in the direction of the north through the open window.
Lingting retreated to the door, wiped off the sweaty gold earrings, put them up close to her body, and slept with them. Not long afterward, Xiang Yun remembered the gold thread earrings she had lost.
Xiangyun summoned Lingting to the front, turned around while she was dressing in front of the mirror, suddenly laughed, and said, "It's twelve."
Li Jianting vomited all the soup in his throat, the palace maids in the palace brought clean hot water, and Fengquan washed the towel and wiped it for Li Jianting. Li Jianting was half awake, and her eyes were dim. She felt the hot towel handkerchief brushing her temples, and the water dripped down like tears.
The prince does not wear earrings, but Lingting does.
"Livestock..." Li Jianting said in a painful voice between his teeth.
livestock!
Lingting was wearing earrings, and the beautiful gold threads flowed in her tears. She struggled to break free, but was dragged back every time. She was crying, her head was held down, and her forehead was bruised.
Let me go.
Lingting whimpered, her face was full of sweat and tears. She stared at the closed door, trying to find a silver lining there.
"Mom..." Lingting cried out, "Circle me..."
Only slaps answered her.
livestock!
Li Jianting's trembling fingers made the bedding wrinkle, her chest heaved violently, and she recognized who she was in the endless cry.
She is a domestic animal. From the moment she was born, she was reduced to a sacrifice, abandoned in the filthiest place in the world, and finally stuck in a cramped narrow room. Through the gap, she realized that what she saw in the past was an illusion. Those daughters None of them escaped this fate, they were all… all domesticated animals.
Lingting raised her hand and used her broken fingernail to dig into the gap.
How did you get a girl
This body is disgusting!
Lingting clawed at the gap like crazy, roaring forcefully toward the outside in the bloody traces: "Mom..." She hated, "Kill me!"
If you let her live.
If you let her live like a human.
"I..." Lingting pressed her forehead, crying and laughing at the earrings on the ground.
She killed herself, peeled off this layer of flesh, abandoned everything about the girl, fought over, bitten, and asked for what she deserved!
Just give her a chance.
"Your Highness!"
Feng Quan raised his voice when he saw that Li Jianting was vomiting again.
The imperial physician outside had already stood up, Kong Qiu's heart was cold, he hurriedly stepped back a few steps, and was supported by Cen Yu.
"If..." Kong Qiu was hard to say.
The door curtain was lifted with a "swoosh". Xue Xiuzhuo's breathing had not yet calmed down. He heard the movement inside and understood what Kong Qiu had not finished. However, he is not a doctor who can rejuvenate with good hands, and there is nothing he can do about it.
The atmosphere in the hall was dignified, and the courtiers did not even dare to come out. Gong E carried the medicine in and out, and Fengquan kept feeding Li Jianting the medicine. Li Jianting muttered to himself, Feng Quan couldn't hear what she was saying, so he could only kneel down and put his head close to Li Jianting's lips.
"Failure..." Li Jianting's lips twitched, "... a basket."
Feng Quan's eyes were soaked with sweat in the dark curtain. He covered his mouth and said softly, "Your Highness is the real phoenix in the world. As long as you bite this breath, you will be able to turn disaster into good fortune!"
Li Jianting's rapid breathing was intermittent, she seemed to finally hear what Feng Quan was saying, and the whimper in her throat gradually subsided. She poured all the decoctions down, and then choked it out from her mouth and nose. Gong E fell to the ground in a panic and cried. Fengquan ignored no one, so she stayed beside the couch and poured it into the prince.
* * *
Liang Luoshan, who was still in the cell, was so anxious that he ate a pot of tea and stood outside waiting for news. The stars above his head were dazzling, and he couldn't care to admire the moonlight in the courtyard, when he heard the sound of dense footsteps coming from outside the courtyard.
"What is this for!" Liang Luoshan couldn't help but take two steps as he watched the Eight Great Camps come in.
The man in the lead held up his waist card and said, "The ticket of the Ministry of Punishment clearly says to arrest Pan Xiangjie, but you dare to pretend to be public. Our governor is here to supervise the handling of the case by the order of the Queen Mother, so let's go!"
Liang Luoshan knew that this moment was the key, so when Han Cheng was released, Pan Xiangjie and Pan Lin couldn't keep him. He gritted his teeth, raised his chest and raised his head, and said, "I am here to examine Han Cheng on the orders of the prince and Yuan Fu. Without the tickets of the prince and Yuan Fu, I will never let anyone go!"
The man took a few steps closer and said, "Prince Prince? The current ruler of the world is the Queen Mother!"
Liang Luoshan stared in horror, seeing the menacing force of the Eighth Camp, he stepped back and said, "What else do you want to do..."
"Qie Du has been mixed into Zhongbo's meticulous work, we will block the city gate," the man hung his waist badge back on his waist, "naturally, we must check it carefully, search the courtyard!"
The eight major battalions all carry knives, and this "search" is obviously not as simple as it is literally. Liang Luoshan understood in an instant that the Dancheng case was too tight, and the Queen Mother jumped over the wall in a hurry, and they could no longer tolerate them.
"I am... an official of the imperial court..." Liang Luoshan stepped back in front of the blade.
The three officials who accepted the case stepped back. They were all civil servants, so how could they stand such intimidation. The old dream of the Nanlin hunting ground during the Xiande period came to mind, and the officials had a premonition that the storm was about to come.
"The commander is still in Qidu, you dare to be so ignorant of the king," Liang Luoshan had already retreated to the door of the cell, and deceitfully said, "Qidong's personal soldiers are not listed yet!"
The eight major battalions at the door immediately drew their swords, and they looked around in disbelief. Qi Zhuyin's personal soldiers went to the battlefield, and there were thousands of Qidong garrison troops guarding outside the city. Tonight, they just wanted to take advantage of the prince's critical illness to take advantage of the situation, and use Zhong Bo Xi as an excuse to kill these courtiers. After dawn, even the Qidong garrison would be powerless to return to the city.
Liang Maoshan took the opportunity to retreat into the prison and fastened the chain from the inside. He opened his arms, squeezed the officials behind him, and everyone fled in panic.
The knives of the Eighth Battalion were twisted into the chains, and the door was pushed with a "clang" sound.
The man grinned across the door and said, "God officer! Do you think you can sit back and relax by locking the door? Fire it up!"
The innermost Pan Xiangjie hurriedly said: "Stop! Don't set fire, don't set fire! The commander is still here, you can't burn it all!"
Liang Luoshan held up the oil lamp and continued, "You deserve to burn the two corrupt officials! But the fire will definitely attract the attention of the garrison outside the city. When the garrison comes in to attack the city, it will be your chaotic party that will be killed!"
The man outside withdrew the knife from the gap, his face uncertain, the Queen Mother did give an order not to disturb the Qidong garrison outside the city. The prince is in danger, he counts the time, it is now, there is no news in the palace, and the prince is probably already cold, so he is relieved, and his face is slightly stunned.
"Master Liang," he said, raising his hand to signal the team behind him to go around, "You are now working in the household department, watching the money flowing in and out of Bai Huahua all day long, but you still live in a dilapidated courtyard, why bother What? Why don't you take this opportunity to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and there will be a splendid future in the future."
Liang Maoshan's chest was pounding, and he was so happy to delay time with the other party, he said, "I just pay a little bit of money, and I'm content to stay in the broken courtyard."
"It's better to have the shade with your back against a big tree," this man, who was Han Cheng's henchman, paced and said calmly, "It's turbulent outside, how many more stable days are there in Qidu? Follow a good master as soon as possible, Only in the future can we continue to serve the court.”
"Everyone's way is different. Our allegiance is to the emperor, Da Zhou, and the Li family. If it were someone else, wouldn't it be a mess?" Liang Luoshan's oil lamp was about to burn out. , he said, "I also want to persuade you to put down the butcher knife. It's not too late to wake up at this moment. When the prince ascends the throne, I can still give you credit."
The man said with a light "tsk", "If that's the case, then you can accompany the prince for a while."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Maoshan heard the small iron window on the wall being smashed open, and the eight major battalions threw a smoking straw bag inside. The prison was filled with smoke for a while, causing the officials to cover their sleeves and cough, with tears in their eyes. .
Pan Xiangjie became more and more certain that the Empress Dowager wanted to kill him, leaning on the railing in shackles, shouting in a coughing voice: "Chongshen, Chongshen, open the door, cough, open the door!"
Han Cheng was also awakened. He knocked over the teapot on the table, wet his sleeves, and covered his mouth and nose.
Liang Luoshan was so choked that he could not stand still, and the officials behind knocked over the tables and chairs. Everyone staggered in the prison. After holding it for a while, they stepped on the tables and chairs to smash the bars, trying to breathe. As soon as they appeared, the soldiers of the Eighth Battalion waiting outside pushed their knives and stabbed them.
"You are a subordinate who was promoted in the Guangou case," the man said. "The Jin Yiwei who came down to assist the household department at that time was Shen Zechuan, so it seems that you are the biggest meticulous work of Zhongbo in Qidu. Pan Shilang asks you to investigate the case, You and Xue Yanqing secretly reconciled the accounts, framed Pan Shilang and imprisoned, just want to make a mess!"
Liang Luoshan was indeed promoted by Shen Zechuan, but he had nothing to do with Zhongbo. Whether he was serving in Juexi or Hezhou, he was on business, and he didn't even get a letter from Shen Zechuan. Hearing what the other party said, he immediately reprimanded: "slander!"
This smoke is really killing people. Pan Xiangjie has already started to smash the door, begging in the middle of coughing: "Chongshen, Shen, open the door!"
Not only Pan Xiangjie couldn't take it anymore, but the officials around Liang Luoshan couldn't take it anymore. Everyone is forced into a dead end, and they are in a dilemma here. If there is no turning point, they will be suffocated to death.
Several prison guards were pulling on the chains, but Liang Maoshan couldn't stop them. Seeing that the prison door was wide open, the people around him rushed out. He was hit and stumbled, and before he had time to shout, he heard the screams of officials running out, and was beheaded on the spot by the Eighth Battalion.
"Crazy..." Liang Maoshan supported the wall and covered his face, "You guys are crazy!"
As he was speaking, a heavy weight hit his back, and he was kicked to the ground from behind.
Han Cheng spat at Liangluoshan, covered his mouth and nose again, and said in a muffled voice, "It's all of you antsy gangsters who have been cleared tonight!"
The branches that had just sprung up in the courtyard rustled, and the wind blew the pages of the ledgers scattered on the ground. Han Cheng's black boots broke the pen, kicked away the corpse beside him, and patted the dust on his robe in the smell of smoke and blood.
Liang Luoshan was pulled out, and the knife was on his neck. His black gauze hat has long since fallen off, and his hair is messy at the moment, panting heavily, and said, "... The queen mother killed the prince, and this world is not hers... You traitors and thieves have ruined my Li family's century-old foundation... "
He was so sad that he couldn't speak for a while.
Liang Maoshan thought that he would definitely die today, but who knew that there was a sudden whistle in the wind, and then the sunlight surged in the sky, and the glazed golden tiles of the royal palace of Qidu immediately flickered. Qi Zhuyin rode his horse at a gallop, broke open the courtyard gate with his hoofs up, and held up a sign when he was reining in his horse.
"I am under the order of the prince," she stared at Han Cheng as the horses fell, "I came here to supervise the military search of the city."
Han Cheng didn't believe it, he forced a smile and said, "The prince is in danger, how can you order the commander to do errands? I know that the commander is eager to save people, but don't pass on the prince's orders."
Qi Zhuyin took out the transfer order from her sleeve, threw it into Han Cheng's arms, and said, "Do you recognize the notes approved by the prince?"
Han Cheng looked at the crooked handwriting on the note, which was obviously an order issued by someone holding the prince's hand. He was silent for a long time, and the situation in the capital quickly turned in his mind. The gates of the city have been blocked, and there are still 20,000 troops in the eight major battalions. Qi Zhuyin moved into the capital lightly, and there were only 2,000 garrison troops outside.
If they do it now, they still have a chance of winning.
"Before I left," Qi Zhuyin leaned over, five beads swaying slippery in the air, she said, "I specially instructed the old man at home that if he didn't return for half a month, he could send someone to pick me up."
Han Cheng clenched the order tightly with his fingertips, looked into Qi Zhuyin's eyes, and said, "The commander once said the same thing at the Nanlin Hunting Ground."
"My head is not mine," Qi Zhuyin laughed, "always have snacks."
"It was difficult for the empress dowager to overcome the crowd to make the commander get what he wanted," Han Cheng said with a smile, and tucked the order into his sleeve, "Who would have thought it would end like this... that's all."
Liang Luoshan fell to the ground, picked up his black gauze hat, saluted Qi Zhuyin, and said, "Thanks to the commander's foresight, otherwise I'd be bloodshed today!"
Qi Zhuyin didn't say anything, she watched Han Cheng retreat, and only removed the hand that was pressing on Zhu Jiu until the Eighth Battalion followed.
She doesn't have any foresight, but it's just to scare Han Cheng.
Qi Zhuyin's heart sank slightly. The 20,000-strong capital army was indeed difficult. If the Queen Mother dared to act like this tonight, it was also expected that they would not dare to gamble on Li Jianting's life.
* * *
Li Jianting's breathing had stabilized, and all the eunuchs Gong E in her palace were captured and imprisoned. The poisoning of the prince is by no means a trivial matter. Xue Xiuzhuo still failed to guard against the queen mother. The palace was beyond his reach.
Kong Qiu said outside the hall: "These eunuchs are all fighting shackles. If they get angry in front of their master and are instigated by others, they will dare to seek the order of the emperor. This matter must be strictly investigated, and they will all explain it clearly. Clearly, I will be punished more severely!"
Kong Qiu used to be in charge of the Penal Department, and he was very at odds with Pan Rugui and other eunuchs. He was also influenced by Hai Liangyi and hated the eunuch to the extreme. At this moment, after drinking the tea in his hand, he said to Xue Xiuzhuo: "Since the Dancheng case has been stolen and stolen, after the measurement of the fields is completed, the six departments will be punished and eliminated to see how many people are involved!"
Xue Xiuzhuo's spirit was lifted, and he understood that Kong Qiu was going to completely settle with the aristocratic family, so he nodded and said yes.
Cen Yu, who was beside him, seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say it at the moment.
* * *
The battle in Yedu just ended, and Shen Zechuan, who was far away in Duanzhou, received the news.
The sun was shining brightly today, Ding Tao and Li Xiong sat under the porch to compete, and threw the cleaned fruit pit into the puddle. Fei Sheng was holding the medicine and could not let go, and Qiao Tianya directly twisted the back collars of the two of them.
Ding Tao hugged her head and said, "Let's pick it up right away!"
"I sat here and watched for a long time," Qiao Tianya played at him, "Is it seventeen or eighteen, Tao'er? Why do I see you still needing milk?"
Ding Tao still had the peel in his mouth, so astringent he frowned, and said confidently: "You don't ask me to do errands, I can only sit here and eat melon seeds."
"Knock melon seeds." Li Xiong replied.
Qiao Tianya gave him a reward and ordered them to hurry up to pick up the kernels. He stood under the eaves and watched, and a guard came over to say something. He looked back to see that Shen Zechuan was drinking medicine, and Yao Wenyu was talking, so he nodded to the guard and signaled to let go.
In less than a moment, Yan Heru came in happily. His clothes are not the same every day, but they must be embroidered with ingots and copper coins, shining brightly, like a peacock strutting through the courtyard.
"Good commander, congratulations to Gao Sheng." Yan Heru put his golden abacus in his pocket before going upstairs, looked inside, and whispered, "How are you doing, Fu-Jun?"
Fei Sheng happened to come out with an empty bowl, looked at Yan Heru coldly, and said, "Will you know if you go in and see? Hurry up, the mansion is waiting."
Yan Heru's dimples appeared, and he said as he went up the steps: "Of course I can see it, I'm thinking about it when I don't see Fu-Jun." He smiled at Fei Sheng, leaning back at a distance from Fei Sheng Shengbian went over and "swish" drilled in.
"Fujun!" Yan Heru shouted cordially, "I'm looking forward to—"
Shen Zechuan's eyes seemed to be cold, and he looked at him from the window, making him swallow his words. Yan Heru quietly shrank his feet and said in fear, "Fu-Jun... ok?"
Yao Wenyu sat on the side of the case and ate tea, without even looking at him when she heard the words.
Shen Zechuan slightly lifted the folding fan and said, "Sit down."
How dare Yan Heru dare to sit down, he is here to plead guilty today, he pulled down the chair, and eagerly motioned for Shen Zechuan to sit first.
It was noon at the moment, and an unknown bird was squatting among the branches and chirping silently. It's a little dry when it's hot outside, it's time to sleep. Shen Zechuan ignored Yan Heru's flattery, and stood by the window to reflect some light. The thin wind touched his cheek, and the agate beads seemed to sway, like waves in the spring.
Yan Heru didn't notice the slightest bit of good-looking, he only saw the terrifying eyes of Fujun, and he was almost unsteady when he didn't speak.
Shen Zechuan.
Yan Heru tried his best to run away and slandered.
Once you are afraid of him, you will feel that this beauty is like a knife, and the more you look at it, the more afraid... It's very strange!
"I heard that Ye Du is in Chadanchengtian," Shen Zechuan pointed his finger to the folding fan, "Have you heard any news?"
Yan Heru was well prepared and knew that Fu Jun was waiting for him to explain it himself, so he immediately explained: "I know, how dare I not know. Fu Jun, those eight city granaries are all fooling people, and the food in it has been given to me. It's sold, sold to Luoshan and sold to Fanzhou, and the bandits love to buy it." He said here, and paused for a moment, as if he didn't know, "Cai Yu didn't tell you about this?"
Of course, Cai Yu didn't mention it. Cai Yu was working as a coolie for Yan Hehe in Chazhou. How could he know where the food he handled every year came from? Yan Heru didn't even talk to him, and every time he used the Hezhou granary to prevaricate it. Cai Yu only wanted money, and he didn't get into it at all.
It's always right to push everything to the dead!
Yan Heru rolled his eyes.
He Shen Lanzhou has the ability to reach the sky, and there is no way to bring Cai Yu back to life.
"This matter is also my negligence, I forgot to remind you," Yan Heru said pretentiously, "Punish me, Fu-Jun, I don't think it matters."
He said this, and it was true when he heard it suddenly. Anyway, they are doing business in the east, and they will not sell food in the future, so they will turn the page on the past. But after a deeper look, it doesn't make sense. What Shen Zechuan suppressed in Zhongbo was the food price he mentioned. The refugees from Bacheng fled to the territory of Zhongbo. Shen Zechuan had to estimate the surplus in Bacheng before he could compete with others.
Shen Zechuan seemed to be thinking about something, he turned his head, continued to look out the window, and said, "You have emptied the granary in Bacheng, this year's problem of civilian land cannot be solved, and Bacheng and Qidu can only go to Juexi, Hezhou and Huai. You are the one who holds their lifeline when the state levies and allocates food."
Hearing this, Yan Heru was still praising him, but he didn't dare to respond rashly, because Shen Zechuan was really cunning, and he didn't know where he was waiting for him to fall into the pit. He said: "I followed Fu Jun to reform my face and stop doing that business. They have long forgotten me."
"You used to be able to get food without Jiang Qingshan in Juexi, which is different from the situation in Bacheng. You depended on Xi Hongxuan." A worm fell on the window sill, Shen Zechuan watched it hide in Tibet under his folding fan, and continued: " I only thought about this in the past few days, Xi Hongxuan is also in the business of reselling official grains, and the two of you met in Juexi, how can he tolerate you."
Xi Hongxuan is the direct son of an aristocratic family and has a bank as security. Shen Zechuan re-examined the list of Dunzhou, and he knew that the officials that Yan Heru bribed were all people who had resold official grain to Xi Hongxuan and had dirty copper mines. Satisfied, so there are eight city granaries.
"It's just a coincidence," Yan Heru smiled, "Xi Er, that fat fat man, relied on his own treasury to hold Jue Xi so tightly, I had to find another way out."
The Eight Great Families should level the water level, and naturally they would not give this huge profit to Xi Hongxuan, because the Xi family is already fat enough. Hezhou Yan's is the opposite. Yan Heru is young and has no official in the family. It is easy for the family to handle him. But this kid was too slippery, he made a lot of money in the middle, and threw the tiny profits he despised to the noble family, so the noble family felt that they had received dividends.
After Yan Heru finished talking about the silence in the hall, he didn't seem to notice Shen Zechuan's killing intent flowing in the silence, he put his hands behind his back, and then said, "After all, the lord of the government is happy to see it happen. Xue Xiuzhuo is so fierce, he has to start over again. Measure the fields of Bacheng, I don’t need to calculate the empty land tax, I know they can’t make up for it, and if I’m in a hurry, the dog will bite the dog, and the ruler will be able to win the capital without any effort.”
Shen Zechuan turned slightly, looked at Yan Heru again, and said softly, "Then I want to thank you."
Yan Heru's hair stood on end, his dimples were shallow, and he met Shen Zechuan's gaze and said, "...that's what I propose."
Shen Zechuan said, "Is that the end?"
Yan Heru almost laughed, but he didn't dare, he knew that Shen Zechuan was going to take the opportunity to slap him.
damn it.
Yan Heru was ruthless in his heart.
After July last year, how much money did Shen Zechuan set aside from him? Yes, the business way is valuable, but Yan Heru stared at it more, he knew that he could earn more. Not to mention the grain business that was blocked by Shen Zechuan, the grain that went to Qidong this year was the big hemorrhage, and the new port being built in Juexi... Shen Zechuan was staring at him so hard!
But he also has a way.
"I heard that the second master was looking for Master Yideng last year. Coincidentally, the master was picked up by my people in Hezhou last month. I rushed over this time without stopping, just to tell the second master the news." Yan Heru After allocating a gold bead, "Do you want Fu-Jun?"
Shen Zechuan raised his head slightly, looked at him, and smiled lightly.