Lu Wenru was stunned by Lu Heng's question, and thought carefully about what the Sage had done recently, and said with a wry smile, "Why do I feel that the Sage seems to be obsessed, and is crazy for the treasure and the imperial tomb."
Lu Heng nodded, "He has secured the throne and has high expectations for the future, and the world pays more attention to Ai Rong behind him, so he is naturally eager to build the imperial mausoleum. It's just that he is too impatient and believes too much in his absolute rule over the Zhou Dynasty. So much so that I forgot the people's hearts and what the courtiers care about the most."
It is human nature for courtiers to want to be promoted and rich, but no one wants to be with tyrants all the time.
Even nobles and nobles with illustrious military exploits like Prince Zhongshun were treated like that by the saints, not to mention their ordinary civil servants
The emperor's departure from Beijing for no reason has already caused turmoil in the hearts of the court. Coupled with the news that Pang Xiao was treated like that, and the fire dragon incident in Jingang now, I believe that the people who were already unstable will become more unstable.
"If I'm not mistaken, the Sage will leave for Beijing soon." Lu Heng took a sip of tea and said slowly.
Lu Wenru's heart skipped a beat, and said worriedly: "Uncle, when the sage returns to Beijing, I'm afraid he will deal with the treasure, and I don't know if the sage believes in you, in case Prince Zhongshun finds something wrong with us, The Holy One is to blame, what should we do
Lu Heng smiled, but did not immediately answer Lu Wenru's words.
He climbed Pang Xiao that day, nothing more than using the background of the aristocratic family and the sage's suspicion of Pang Xiao to buy himself some time.
"Do I still have to stay and wait to die?" Lu Heng smiled lightly, picked up the tea bowl and concentrated on the tea.
After being stunned for a moment, Lu Wenru understood everything.
He was a little worried whether Lu Heng would leave him at the critical moment. After all, if he really wanted to run for his life, under the heavy pursuit, Lu Heng shouldn't be able to care about others, right
But Lu Wenru has been serving Lu Heng for these years, and he feels that he knows a lot of secrets around Lu Heng. If Lu Heng doesn't bring him, he is afraid that he will leak it
Or would he kill him
When Lu Wenru thought of this, the hairs all over his body stood up.
He just wants to be a follower in peace, but he doesn't want to be involved in these things!
Lu Heng seemed to see Lu Wenru's worry, smiled and said, "You have a good time getting ready these days, so you can hit the road."
These words are too ambiguous, and Lu Wenru is shocked.
Seeing him, Lu Heng couldn't help but burst into laughter, "What do you think? Am I the kind of person who runs for his own life? Don't worry, even if you don't bring the Bian family, I will take you with me."
Touching the cold sweat on his forehead, Lu Wenru smiled bitterly, "Uncle, don't make fun of the villain."
Lu Heng shook his head, "It's not a joke, it's just for all the Lu family to live a stable life in the future. As the patriarch of the Lu family, I never forgot the importance of the family for a moment. By the way, how did you do what you asked you to do? already?"
Lu Wenru immediately turned serious and lowered his voice: "It's done, just wait for the news."
"Okay, then you will follow me these days and do what you want." Lu Heng nodded with a smile.
A fire-breathing dragon flew from Jingang, burned the wharf, and destroyed all the warships that the Holy One wanted to build the imperial mausoleum. The news seemed to have wings, and everyone in the capital knew the news.
However, Li Qitian hadn't calmed down at this time, and there were secret security guards from four places where stone was transported one after another, and no treasure was found in those places.
A total of ten directions were transported, and Li Qitian robbed all the way, and four of the remaining nine routes were determined to have no treasures. Li Qitian hopes that the remaining five ways will have results. After all, his treasury is now stretched thin.
A few days ago, the limited silver had already ordered the Ministry of Household to allocate Lu Heng to purchase new stones. Now that the warship has been destroyed and the wood has turned to ashes, he has to find another good wood, doesn't it cost more? All the money was kept in the stone factory. If there was a big incident that required money, he would have nowhere to look for money!
Li Qitian's mouth froze overnight.
In the capital, the rumors of the Golden Port Fire Dragon were also disturbed.
He also knew that it was a taboo for the Son of Heaven to leave the capital, so he immediately ordered people to prepare to leave the capital.
Xiong Jinshui asked: "Your Majesty, Prince Zhongshun's body is not yet in good shape. The doctor said that Prince Zhongshun is really not suitable to move around at this time. Please tell me if you should bring Prince Zhongshun on this trip?"
"Can't walk? Then let someone carry it." Li Qitian sneered, "Even if it is carried, I will carry him back to the capital. I still have something to ask him! And Lu Heng, you all serve me well. Now, don't let Uncle Lu make any mistakes."
Xiong Jinshui hurriedly saluted, "Yes, slaves follow the order, slaves will do it now."
Xiong Jinshui left the post office, and stood on the hand porch, gasping for a few rough breaths, and then calmed down the panic in his heart. It's not that he is cowardly, it's really that the saint is in a bad mood these days, and he is moody. Yesterday, because a small servant accidentally spilled a drop of water while pouring tea, he pulled someone out and hit twenty boards. He spun around the saint all day. , I really dare not act carelessly. For fear of being caught and punished severely.
Xiong Jinshui felt that his face was about to turn into a bitter face like that of Imperial Physician Gao.
It was just that he didn't dare to let others see his face, and he was still the prudent chief executive in front of others.
All the way to the back of the courtyard, I begged to see Prince Zhongshun, and after a while, his entourage respectfully invited him in.
Xiong Jinshui naturally didn't dare to take care of him in front of Pang Xiao, even if he was beaten by the saint, he was still very afraid.
"The slave and maid greet the prince. The prince's complexion looks much better."
Pang Xiao's hair was loose, and a dark blue robe was draped over his snow-white middle coat. Hearing this, he coughed weakly, and leaned on the big throw pillow under Tang Xiu's service from lying on his back to sitting sideways.
"Eunuch Xiong doesn't need to be more polite. I'm afraid that this king's body is in trouble, and it won't get better in a while. The father-in-law came here specially, but what is the Holy Master's order?"
Looking at Pang Xiao's pale complexion and pale lips, Xiong Jinshui gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, the sage has already instructed to prepare to go back to Beijing, about to leave tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, specially ordered the servants to tell you." He After a short pause, he looked at Pang Xiao's color, and said: "There are many imperial doctors in the capital, and their medical skills are good. The prince can recover as soon as possible when he returns to the capital, and it is better to send an errand to the saint as soon as possible."
Pang Xiao naturally knew that the latter sentence was added by Xiong Jinshui himself, although Xiong Jinshui was someone close to Li Qitian, he didn't want to make generalizations, let alone embarrass others, so he said with a smile, "Thank you, Eunuch Xiong, since it is the will of the Holy Spirit. , this king must obey, so I ordered people to prepare and return to Beijing with the sage."
I didn't expect Pang Xiao to speak so well.
Xiong Jinshui was overjoyed, thinking that Prince Zhongshun might not be as dangerous as the sage thought, so he happily agreed, and then went to pass the decree to the Lu Mansion.
When Xiong Jinshui left, Tang Xiu asked Pang Xiao, "My lord, are we really going to follow the saint back to Beijing?"