102 Chapter 102 Cutting the Grass

"Let me see it!" Gu Huaiqing immediately reached out to grab it, but Jing Shao took it away quickly.

"I haven't seen it yet!" Jing Shao jumped onto the stone table in three or two steps and stood tall.

Jing Chen's letter has never been a word of nonsense, and he simply described the situation in the capital.

Although the eldest prince was not implicated in the Jiangzhou incident in the end because of "killing his relatives for the sake of justice", he was indeed disliked by the emperor and became much more honest in the court. The fourth prince was thrown into the ancestral temple to reflect on himself. He has been reflecting on himself for several months. Emperor Hongzheng seems to have no intention of taking him back. Jingyu has been away from the court, but his followers have been picked out one by one. Now, another group of people have been dealt with near the end of the year.

"Why did my father become suspicious of Jingyu?" Jing Shao frowned and read it again. He originally thought that Emperor Hongzheng was just warning the fourth prince, but judging from the situation, it seems that he is trying to kill him.

"It all started with that Minister of Rites Zhao Jiulin," Mu Hanzhang thought for a moment, then turned to ask Gu Huaiqing, "Brother, is there anything special about Zhao Jiulin?"

"Nothing special, just a fence-sitter," Gu Huaiqing snatched the letter while Jing Shao was not paying attention, "Once suspicion arises, it can't be stopped."

Once suspicion arises, it can't be stopped... Once it arises... it can't be stopped...

Jing Shao was stunned for a long time, then smiled bitterly. In his previous life, he just made a small mistake, and then someone found out about the salt permit, and then it was out of control. He didn't even know when he had committed many crimes.

In Fengyi Palace.

"I have made new clothes for the princes, but Jingyu is not in the palace, so he can't try them on, and I don't know if they fit. "The queen took a man's clothing and showed it to Emperor Hongzheng, saying melancholy.

Emperor Hongzheng glanced at her and did not respond.

The queen was disappointed and worried secretly, but she smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the New Year is coming soon. I am thinking about whether to bring Jingyu back, at least to celebrate the New Year in the palace before leaving."

"Jingshao can't celebrate the New Year in the palace either, why don't you bring him back?" Emperor Hongzheng snorted coldly.

"Prince Cheng fought for the country, so he naturally couldn't come back." The queen gritted her teeth secretly. Why did she drag Jingshao out? Could her son be the same as that waste who couldn't inherit the throne?

"I know how to handle this matter, and I don't need you to interfere. "After hearing this, Emperor Hongzheng stood up and walked out. The Fengyi Palace was getting more and more boring. There were political affairs in the front court and in the harem. It was very annoying.

Watching the emperor walk out of Fengyi Palace, the queen was so angry that she clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand. Recently, the emperor was getting more and more impatient to listen to her. She pointed at someone and said, "You, go and find out which palace the emperor went to."

"Yes!" The eunuch beside him responded in a low voice, ran out in a flash, and ran back soon, "Replying to the queen, the emperor went to Jiaolan Palace."

"Zhuo Shulan, a bitch!" The queen looked fierce, raised her hand and smashed the exquisite white jade cup, "The bitch who has been out of favor for many years dared to come out and flirt again! "

In the Jiaolan Palace, Concubine Shu was looking at the news handed in by King Rui, smiling with her beautiful eyes bent. It was only last month that she learned that her nephew Zhuo Yunji was actually the third place winner Ma Zhuo. She had been depressed since the Zhuo family was convicted. Now that the Zhuo family has a successor and is in sight of a comeback, she finally has hope.

"Mother!" After the seventh prince Jing Yi finished school, he ran into the mother's palace. The little fat boy ran and jumped directly into his mother's arms.

"You are naughty again!" Concubine Shu burned the letter in her hand on the candlelight, then lowered her head and wiped the little fat boy's face with a handkerchief.

"Mother, I also want to go to Jiangnan to fight with my third brother!" Ever since Jing Yi met Jing Shao in the study, the little fat boy has been fascinated by his brother's heroic spirit and vowed to become a great hero like King Cheng.

"The emperor is here! "There was a loud singing outside the door, and Concubine Shu hurriedly pulled Jingyi to kneel down to receive the emperor.

"Jingyi wants to be a general?" Emperor Hongzheng walked in with a smile.

"Since I met King Cheng once, he has been clamoring to go to war every day, and I am troubled by all the noise." Concubine Shu smiled and stood up, stuffed the hand warmer in her arms into Emperor Hongzheng's hands, and tiptoed to take off his fur cloak.

Emperor Hongzheng was served comfortably, and his face became better. Looking at Concubine Shu, who was still young and gentle, he couldn't help but think of the Empress Yuan of the year. At that time, Fengyi Palace was also so warm and pleasant: "Concubine Shu, have you ever blamed me for the Zhuo family's affairs?"

Concubine Shu paused, smiled and said: "Honor and disgrace, rise and fall are all God's grace. The emperor did not demote my concubine because of the Zhuo family's affairs. I am grateful, so why blame me? "

In the fourteenth year of Hongzheng, the palace was peaceful. At least, it was peaceful on the surface. The fourth prince was not finally taken back to the palace by Emperor Hongzheng. There were rumors in the court that the fourth prince Jingyu had completely lost the emperor's heart and was afraid that he would have no hope of the throne.

When offering sacrifices to heaven in the beginning of spring, Emperor Hongzheng brought Jingyu back, but the court was no longer the same as before. His followers were mostly eliminated. The Qingliu faction in the court was now three times more polite to King Rui than before, and they had already regarded King Rui as the crown prince.

"Mother, if this continues, we will all be finished!" Jingyu walked around in Fengyi Palace.

The queen remained silent, but she clenched the handkerchief in her hand tightly. Recently, when the court heard that Concubine Shu was favored, some people began to secretly support the seventh prince. It was simply ridiculous!

However, the turmoil in the capital did not affect Jiangnan at all. In Jing Shao's eyes, the days passed very comfortably.

In his previous life, Jing Shao had fought for the Huainan fiefdom for so many years, so he was not afraid of being suspected if he was slow. He fought bloody battles every day according to the rhythm of his previous life and worked very hard.

With sufficient capital and collusion between officials and businessmen, Wanbao Pavilion opened very smoothly.

Because the business with the foreigners was easy to do and it was a large-scale business, the capital was earned back within a year. In addition to the dividends given to the King of Huainan, Jing Shao also had money to raise his private army. Because the dominance of one family was too conspicuous, Mu Hanzhang registered Wanbao Pavilion under the name of a maritime merchant family in Pingjiang City, and allowed several other families to open similar shops, but none of them could surpass Wanbao Pavilion.

Peaceful days always pass quickly. In a blink of an eye, another year passed. In the sixteenth year of Hongzheng, Xiao Huang grew up to be a big tiger. It is said that Mu Longlin can already call him brother.

Jing Shao lay on the bamboo couch in the yard, leisurely drinking the osmanthus wine in his hand, and Xiao Huang was scratching the fur edge of the bamboo couch and flipping his belly under the couch.

"Brother has written again." Mu Hanzhang walked out of the house, holding a letter, his face a little solemn.

"What's wrong?" Jing Shao saw that his princess looked bad, and hurriedly sat up and pulled her to the soft couch. He took the letter and looked at it for a few times, and his face suddenly became strange, "Brother asked about the medicine back then?"

Mu Hanzhang nodded. Jing Chen's tone in the letter was very cautious. He actually asked about the "incense ash" that the dead Mo Bei gave to the fourth son of Prince Rui to drink.

"I do have half a bottle here." Mu Hanzhang took out a small porcelain bottle, which was exactly half of the medicine powder he poured out from the yellow paper at the beginning. Because they were not in the mansion, this thing would be found by others and they would not be able to explain it clearly, so he took it to Jiangnan.