"Give me a look!" Gu Huaiqing immediately reached out to grab it, but Jing Shao quickly took it away.
"I haven't looked yet!" Jing Shao jumped onto the stone table in three or two steps and stood tall.
Jing Chen's letter has always been without a word of nonsense, simply said the situation in the capital.
Jiangzhou thing although the last big prince "righteousness" is not implicated, but was the emperor abandoned is real, in the court honestly a lot. The fourth prince was thrown to the temple to reflect, has been reflecting on a few months, Hongzheng emperor seems to have no intention of picking him back, and Jing Yu has been out of the dynasty, his party of those who have been one by one pulled out, and now near the end of the year and disposed of a group of people.
"Father for what on Jing Yu suspicious?" Jing Shao frowned and looked again, originally thought that Emperor Hongzheng just knocked knocking the fourth prince, but according to this situation, quite some of the meaning of driving to the end.
"The cause was that Minister of Rites Zhao Jiulin," Mu Hanzhang thought for a moment and turned his head to ask Gu Huaiqing, "Big brother, is there anything special about this Zhao Jiulin?
"Nothing special, just a wallflower," Gu Huaiqing took advantage of Jing Shao's unpreparedness to snatch the letter, "Doubt this thing, once born, can no longer stop."
Once suspicion is born, it can never be stopped ...... Once it is born ...... it can never be stopped ......
Jing Shao was stunned for a long time, and was flooded with a bitter smile. In his previous life, he also only made a small mistake, and then was found out about the salt guide, and then it was out of control, many of the charges he himself did not know when he had committed.
In the Fengyi Palace.
"I have made new clothes for all the imperial sons, only Jing Yu is not in the palace, so I can't let him try them on, and I don't know if they fit." The Empress took one of the men's clothes and showed it to Emperor Hongzheng, speaking despondently.
Emperor Hongzheng glanced at her and didn't answer.
After the queen currying a disinterested, secretly anxious, face is compensating for the smile: "Emperor, this is looking at the New Year, I think is not to take Jing Yu back, at least in the palace after the New Year and then go."
"Jing Shao can't spend New Year's Eve in the palace either, why don't you say something about picking him up?" Emperor Hongzheng snorted coldly.
"King Cheng is fighting for his country, naturally he cannot return." The Empress secretly gritted her teeth, how did she bring Jing Shao into this, can her own son be the same as that waste that can't carry on the great lineage?
"This matter I have my own position, do not need you to point fingers." Hongzheng emperor heard this, got up and walked out, this Feng Yi Palace is more and more sitting more and more uninteresting, the former dynasty is political affairs, the harem is also political affairs, annoying.
Watching the emperor walk out of the Feng Yi Palace to go, the stepmother was so angry that she clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand, recently the emperor is more and more impatient to listen to her, pointing to a man: "You, go and inquire, the emperor went to which palace again."
"Yes!" The little eunuch by his side answered in a low voice and ran out in a puff of smoke, not long afterward he ran back, "Back to Your Highness, His Majesty has gone to Pepper Orchid Palace."
"Zhuo Shulan bitch!" The Empress' gaze was stern, and she raised her hand to drop the delicate white jade cup, "The bitch who has been out of favor for many years dares to come out to fawn again!"
Pepperland Palace, Shufei is looking at the news of Rui Wang handed in, smiling and curved a pair of beautiful eyes. Only last month, I learned that my nephew Zhuo Yunji is actually a flower scout Ma Zhuo, since the Zhuo family was convicted she has been depressed, now the Zhuo family successor, turnaround in the hope that she is also finally expected.
"Mother consort!" Seventh Prince Jing Yi got down from the academy and ran into Mother Consort's palace, the little fat boy ran up upside down and directly jumped into his mother's arms.
"Naughty again!" Shufei burned the letter paper in her hand on the candle flame before she lowered her head and took a handkerchief to wipe Little Fatty's face.
"Mother consort, I also want to go to Jiangnan to follow third imperial brother to fight!" Since Jing Yi had met Jing Shao in that study, the little fatty had become enamored with his elder brother's valiant presence, vowing to become a great hero like King Cheng.
"Your Majesty arrives!" A loud singing voice suddenly came from outside the door, and Shufei was busy pulling Jing Yi to kneel down to receive the emperor.
"Jing Yi wants to be a great general, huh?" Emperor Hongzheng walked in smilingly.
"Ever since I met King Cheng once, I've been clamoring to go to war every day, and I've been given a headache from all the noise." Concubine Shufei smiled and got up, shoving the hand stove in her arms into Emperor Hongzheng's hands and tiptoeing on her own to remove his woolen cloak.
Hongzheng Emperor was served comfortably, the face will be a few points better, looking at the still young and gentle Shufei, can not help but think of the year after Yuan, when the Feng Yi Palace, is also this warm and pleasant: "Shufei ah, Zhuo family, you can blame me?"
Shufei's movements in her hands gave a start, smiled and said, "Glory, disgrace, rise and fall are all heaven's grace, His Majesty did not lower my concubine's consort position because of the Zhuo family's affairs, my concubine is already grateful, what is the blame and blame?"
In the fourteenth year of Hongzheng, the palace was spent in a state of tranquility. At least, the surface is peaceful. The fourth prince was not ultimately taken back to the palace by Emperor Hongzheng, and the rumor in the court was that the fourth prince, Jing Yu, had completely lost the heart of the Holy Spirit, so I'm afraid there is no hope with the throne.
When the spring festival, Emperor Hongzheng took Jing Yu back by hand, but the court is not the same as before, his party was cut to seven or eight, the Qingliu faction of the court now see Rui Wang are more polite than before three, just like the Rui Wang has been treated as a ruler.
"Mother, if this continues, we'll all be finished!" Jing Yu walked around in Feng Yi Palace.
The Empress Dowager was silent and didn't say anything, only the handkerchief in her hand was clenched tightly. Recently in the court heard that Shufei gained favor, even some people began to vaguely support the seventh prince, it is simply ridiculous!
However, the ups and downs in the capital did not reach Jiangnan at all, and in the eyes of Jing Shao, the days passed very comfortably one day at a time.
In his last life, Jing Shao fought the Huainan fiefdom for so many years, so dawdling some is not afraid of suspicion, in accordance with the rhythm of the last life, every day blood bath, very hard.
Wanbaoge was opened very smoothly under the condition of abundant capital and collusion between government and business.
Because the business is good, and is a bulk sale, within a year to earn back the capital, in addition to the dividends to the king of Huainan, Jing Shao to raise the money of the private army also has a place. Because of a large too eye-catching, Mu Hanzhang will be Wanbao Pavilion in Pingjiang City under the name of a sea merchant family, in addition to authorizing several other families to open similar stores, but no one can exceed the Wanbao Pavilion.
Calm days always fly by, turn another year, to the Hongzheng sixteen years, small yellow grew into a big tiger, I heard that the Mu Long Scale can already call his brother.
Jing Shao was lying on the bamboo couch in the courtyard, leisurely drinking the osmanthus wine in his hand, and Xiao Huang was under the collapse scratching the hairy edges of the bamboo couch and turning his belly to play.
"Brother wrote again." Mu Hanzhang walked out from the house, pinching a letter, his face a bit gloomy.
"What's wrong?" Jing Shao saw his own princess's face was not good, busy sitting up to pull the person to the soft collapse, took the letter and read a few times, his face suddenly strange, "Brother asked about that kind of medicine back then?"
Mu Hanzhang nodded, Jing Chen's letter tone is very cautious, even asked about the year the dead Mo Pei to Rui Wang Xiao Si Zi drink the kind of "incense ash".
"I do still have half a bottle stored here." Mu Hanzhang took out a small porcelain bottle, it was exactly half of the medicinal powder that he had poured out from the yellow paper at the beginning, for fear that if they were not in the mansion, this thing for others to rummage out would not be able to tell, so they brought it to Jiangnan.