Chapter 25

When I woke up the next day, I stretched comfortably in early summer and felt that I had finally come back to life.

Moxiang told him that the ninth princess had come twice in the past few days and left a letter to him. And Su Qian'an, who has been looking for him for several days, seems to have something urgent.

At the beginning of summer, he waved Mo Xiang back and opened the letter of Princess nine.

There were three sentences in the letter, two complaints and one left. He asked him to go shopping during the Lantern Festival. At the beginning of summer, I thought about it and answered the letter. Two are shopping, three are shopping. Then make an appointment.

At the beginning of summer, he handed the letter to Moxiang and sent it out. Then he went to Fuwu hospital to find the Lord.

Seeing that he was refreshed, the Marquis smiled and said, "I look good today."

At the beginning of the summer, he glanced and said, "the father of others, before the children go away. It's all spoiled and cared for. It's good to leave our house. It's all ravaged and tortured. You want me to never return."

The Marquis glared at him.

"How can you speak? What a great event is sacrifice? How dare you be so presumptuous." Then he felt that he was really tired these days, and his tone was soft: "it's only a few days a year, so don't complain."

"I'll have something good to eat today."

In early summer, the truth is that the sacrifice can only be vegetarian these days. The man who makes him eat meat every day is going crazy.

"OK, I've ordered the kitchen. It's all what you like to eat. Walk and eat."

At the beginning of summer, I followed the Marquis to the hall, and lunch was ready. Sure enough, today is full of meat. At the beginning of summer, his eyes were shining, he took the Duke to sit down and began to eat.

After a meal, I felt my stomach and spread it on the chair in early summer.

The Marquis looked at his greedy appearance and couldn't help laughing. When he was slow enough, he got up and went to the study.

At the beginning of summer, he followed him to the study to cook a pot of Oolong tea. After drinking two cups of tea, he told the Marquis to leave and went to the Su courtyard.

He is so tired these days that he can't even meet Su Qian'an, let alone go to Su Yuan.

Su Qian was glad to see him coming. After spring, she can get out of bed and walk around.

At the beginning of summer, seeing the unfinished embroidered handkerchief on the table, he asked, "isn't it for you to cultivate yourself more? Embroidery is very easy to hurt your nerves. Don't embroider for the time being. It's OK to embroider when your body recovers."

Su qianle's eyes stopped on the unfinished handkerchief, nodded and said yes.

At the beginning of summer, seeing that she was not in a high mood, he comforted her and said, "if you delay the speed of recovery in order to embroider a handkerchief, it's not worth the loss. If you treat your body well, you can do whatever you want."

Su qianle's eyes lit up, and a smile came out of the corner of his mouth.

At the beginning of summer, I chatted with her for a while, then got up and left and went back to yunqi hospital.

As usual, I practiced flying needles in the yard at the beginning of summer. After sunset, he took a short break to have dinner with the Marquis, and then took him for a walk in the garden. Until Moxiang came to report that Su Qian'an had returned to his house and was looking for him. At the beginning of summer, he told the Marquis to leave and hurried back.

Su Qian'an was relieved when he saw the beginning of summer.

When he entered the house, he looked at him with a serious face in early summer and asked, "what's the matter? You're still so nervous when you're looking for it so urgently."

Su Qian'an took a deep breath and replied, "I can't deliver the folding of Bingwen to you these days. I don't trust to give it to Moxiang."

At the beginning of summer, he raised his eyebrows and motioned to him. Then what?

"Bingwen said, there is a big business."

"Oh?" At the beginning of summer, he took the fold and began to look through it.

"The buyer is ink king!" Su Qian'an has just finished, and it happened to turn to in early summer. Xiao mubai, the king of ink, wants to buy Bai Ruofei with half of the palace's property and a keepsake.

It's really a bigger business, but why is Xiao mubai looking for Bai Ruofei?

Gan, Bai Ruofei was so valuable

"Can you sell it?" Su Qian'an asked at the beginning of summer.

At the beginning of summer, after reading the contents of the fold, he burned it and said, "go to Bingwen."

On the way, Su Qian'an told early summer that Bingwen had bought four servant girls and four young boys in his yard and lived in the guest room in the south.

They fell quietly in front of Bingwen's bedroom.

Su Qian'an knocked on the door and called Sheng Bingwen.

Bingwen opened the door and saw Su Qianan coming with him in early summer. After sideways letting them enter the house, they went out and ordered the servant girls to go back to the house. They don't have to come and serve again. He brought a pot of tea and went back to the house.

Bingwen asked while making tea for early summer: "did the young master come here after reading the folding?"

"Well, ink king can't do business."

Bingwen was not too surprised and said, "well, Bai Ruofei is also a legendary figure. She has disappeared for more than 40 years. Don't talk about us at that time. My father and they are all choked and have not been born."

At the beginning of summer, he was a little surprised, although he knew that Bai Ruofei was not young. After all, he had been his mother's master before, but I didn't know he was so old? I lived with him for 13 years in early summer and didn't notice it at all. Just like that, that temperament, it's a stop in the capital market. With a long body and jade standing, it must be the master of the tea moves in the building

Bingwen saw that he was speechless, and then comforted: "it's reasonable that King Mo can't do business. Young master, don't be sad."

"I'm not sad." Early summer thinking, sad what? Ink King's business is not impossible, it's just impossible. He is now full of curiosity about how old Bai Ruofei is and whether he has refined anti-corrosion medicine for himself

"That's good. Shall we choose another one?" Bingwen was relieved to see his tone relaxed.

"Sell the whereabouts of the disaster relief money in Jiangcheng."

"Where is it?" Bingwen has heard of it.

Last summer, there was a flood in Jiangcheng. The emperor allocated 2 million liang of silver for disaster relief. Xu Wanjun, the Minister of household, handed the silver to Zhu ChenLin, the governor of Jiangzhou. Zhu ChenLin handed the silver to Lu Mingxi, the governor of Jiangcheng Prefecture.

Lu Mingxi didn't follow the official path. He took the silver down the river without permission, colluded with the pirates and embezzled the official silver. The emperor was furious when he was reported by Lu Lu, the magistrate of Anlu county. To the capital, the chief judge of Dali temple.

The case dragged on for half a year. Lu Mingxi refused to plead guilty, and the official bank has not found it yet. Zhu ChenLin was punished for dereliction of duty, and the emperor was impatient. At the end of the year, Lu Mingxi was sentenced to be beheaded and executed after the spring equinox. Counting the days, it hasn't been long.

"Lu Mingxi has been taken into custody. Who will buy the news?" I didn't understand at the beginning of summer.

"The visitor is Qiu zhiting, the famous leader of Anfeng escort agency in Jiangzhou. He produced 500000 Liang and a seal of Anfeng escort agency."

At the beginning of summer, he nodded, pondered and opened his mouth: "there is a deserted Guanyin Temple 100 miles away from the suburb of the north city. Zhu ChenLin bought the land cheaply and sent private soldiers disguised as farmers to guard around."

"The official silver is under the Guanyin temple?" Bingwen swallowed his saliva and asked at the beginning of summer.

"Exactly."

"Then I'll contact Qiu zhiting tomorrow." Bingwen asked for instructions.

"Go and tell Qiu zhiting tomorrow that you can sell this news. But if you can't save Lu Mingxi, you can change to exile at most."

"That's also good. At least you don't have to copy all over the door."

"Why do you think the people of Anfeng escort agency should help Lu Mingxi?" In early summer, the index finger knocked on the table and asked.

"This... Must be closely related." Bingwen really didn't know that he had no intention of knowing it when he was in the prime minister's house.

Early summer smiled and said, "because the so-called pirates are the people of Anfeng escort agency."