"Show me!" Gu Huaiqing immediately reached out to grab it, but Jing Shao quickly took it away.
"I haven't seen it yet!" Jing Shao jumped onto the stone table in three or two steps and stood tall.
Jingchen's letters have never been nonsense, he simply stated the situation in the capital.
Although the incident in Jiangzhou was not implicated in the last eldest prince's "righteous extermination of relatives", it was true that he was rejected by the emperor, and he was a lot more honest in the court. The fourth prince was thrown to the ancestral temple to reflect. It has been a few months since he was reflecting. It seems that Emperor Hongzheng has no plans to bring him back. While Jing Yu has been away from the court, his henchmen have been pulled out one by one. At the end of the year, another group of people was disposed of.
"Why is the father suspicious of Jing Yu?" Jing Shao frowned and read it again. He originally thought that Emperor Hongzheng was just beating and beating the fourth prince, but according to the situation, it was a bit of a rush to kill.
"The reason is that Zhao Jiulin, the servant of the Ministry of Rites," Mu Hanzhang thought for a while, then turned to ask Gu Huaiqing, "Brother, is there anything special about this Zhao Jiulin
"It's nothing special, it's just grass on the wall," Gu Huaiqing grabbed the letter while Jingshao was unprepared.
Once doubts are born, they can't stop... Once they're born... they can't stop...
Jing Shao was stunned for a while, then a wry smile appeared. In the previous life, he was only found guilty because of a small mistake, and then he got out of control. He didn't know when he committed many crimes.
In Fengyi Palace.
"My concubine has made new clothes for the princes, but Jingyu is not in the palace, so I can't let him try them on, and I don't know if they fit." The queen showed a man's clothes to Emperor Hongzheng and said melancholy. .
Emperor Hongzheng glanced at her and did not answer.
After discussing it for no fun, she was secretly anxious, but said with an apologetic smile on her face: "Your Majesty, it seems that the Chinese New Year is coming, and the concubine is thinking about whether to bring Jing Yu back, at least in the palace after the New Year. "
"Jingshao can't spend the New Year in the palace, why didn't you say to bring him back?" Emperor Hongzheng snorted coldly.
"When you become a king and fight for the country, you will not be able to return." The queen gritted her teeth secretly, how could she pull out Jing Shao, can her son be the same as that waste who can't inherit the great power
"I have my own discretion on this matter, and I don't need you to point my fingers." When Emperor Hongzheng heard this, he got up and walked out. This Fengyi Palace is becoming more and more boring the more you sit. The previous dynasty was a political affair, and the harem was also a political affair. .
Watching the emperor walk out of the Fengyi Palace, he clenched the silk handkerchief in his hand in anger. Recently, the emperor became more and more impatient to listen to her, pointed at someone and said, "You, go ask, where did the emperor go? palace."
"Yes!" The little eunuch beside him replied in a low voice, ran out in a hurry, and ran back after a while, "Go back to Niangniang, the emperor has gone to Jiaolan Palace."
"Zhuo Shulan is a slut!" The queen's eyes were sharp, and she raised her hand and threw the delicate white jade cup, "The slut who has been out of favor for many years, actually dares to show flirtatiousness!"
In the Jiaolan Palace, Concubine Shu was watching the news that Prince Rui had handed in, and she smiled with a pair of beautiful eyes. I only learned last month that Zhuo Yunji, the nephew of her parents' family, was actually Ma Zhuo. She has been unhappy since the Zhuo family was convicted.
"Mother concubine!" After the seventh prince Jingyi got out of the school, he ran into the concubine's palace. The little fat man ran up and down, and threw himself directly into his mother's arms.
"Naughty again!" Concubine Shu burned the letter paper in her hand on the candle, then lowered her head and wiped the little fat man's face with a handkerchief.
"Mother, I also want to go to Jiangnan to fight with the three emperors!" Since Jing Yi saw Jing Shao in the study, the little fat man fell in love with his brother's sassy and heroic appearance, and vowed to become a hero like Cheng Wang.
"Your Majesty is here!" A loud chorus suddenly came from outside the door, and Concubine Shu hurriedly pulled Jing Yi down on her knees to pick him up.
"Jing Yi wants to be a general?" Emperor Hongzheng walked in with a smile.
"Ever since I met King Cheng once, I kept shouting about going to war every day, and all the officials and concubines got a headache." Concubine Shu smiled and got up, put the hand stove in her arms into Emperor Hongzheng's hands, and tiptoed to remove his hair. cloak.
Emperor Hongzheng was comfortably served, and his face became a little better. Looking at Concubine Shu who was still young and gentle, he couldn't help but think of the Yuan Empress, and the Fengyi Palace at that time was so warm and pleasant: "Concubine Shu Ah, do you blame me for the Zhuo family's affairs?"
Concubine Shu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "The rise and fall of honor and disgrace is a blessing from heaven. The emperor did not relinquish his concubine's position because of the affairs of the Zhuo family. The concubine is already grateful, so why is there any strange resentment?"
For the fourteenth year of Hongzheng, the palace lived in peace. At least, on the surface it is peaceful. In the end, the fourth prince was not brought back to the palace by Emperor Hongzheng. It was rumored in the court that the fourth prince Jingyu had completely lost his sacred heart, and he was probably hopeless with the throne.
At the beginning of the Spring Festival, Emperor Hongzheng brought Jing Yu back, but the court was not what it used to be, and his party members were cut off. Three points, it seems that Prince Rui has been regarded as the prince.
"Mother, if we continue like this, we will be finished!" Jing Yu walked around in the Fengyi Palace.
After that, he was silent and did not speak, but the handkerchief in his hand was tightly clenched. Recently, the court heard that Concubine Shu was favored, and some people started to support the Seventh Prince, which is ridiculous!
However, the ups and downs in Beijing did not spread to Jiangnan at all. In Jing Shao's eyes, the days were very comfortable day by day.
In the last life, Jing Shao fought against the Huainan fief for so many years, so he was not afraid of being suspected by dawdling.
Wanbao Pavilion opened very smoothly with abundant capital and collusion between officials and businessmen.
Because Fanren's business is easy to do, and it is a large-scale business, he has earned his capital within a year. In addition to the dividends given to the King of Huainan, Jingshao's money to support his private army has also been settled. Because the dominance of one family was too conspicuous, Mu Hanzhang put Wanbao Pavilion under the name of a maritime merchant family in Pingjiang City, and allowed several other shops to open similar shops, but no one could surpass Wanbao Pavilion. .
The quiet days always passed quickly, and another year passed in a blink of an eye. In the sixteenth year of Hongzheng, Xiao Huang grew into a big tiger. I heard that Mu Longlin can already be called brother.
Jing Shao was lying on the bamboo couch in the yard, drinking the osmanthus wine in his hand leisurely, while Xiao Huang scratched the rough edge of the bamboo couch and played with his belly.
"Brother has sent a letter again." Mu Hanzhang came out of the room, holding a letter, his face was a little dignified.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that his princess' face was not good, Jing Shao hurriedly sat up and pulled the person to the soft slump. He took the letter and glanced at it, his face suddenly became strange, "Brother asked what kind of medicine was that year?"
Mu Hanzhang nodded, Jing Chen's letter was very cautious, and he asked about the "incense ash" that Mo Bei, who died, gave to Prince Rui's little fourth son.
"I do have half a bottle left here." Mu Hanzhang took out a small porcelain bottle, which was half of the medicinal powder he poured out of the yellow paper. Because he was afraid that they were not in the house, if they found this thing, they would say no. Clearly, it was brought to Jiangnan.