Lanzhi didn't go up to ask questions, and ran back to Qihetang in a hurry, and told the old lady what she heard.
At that time, Mama Wang was in the room, and Lan Zhi went to the old lady's ear and said a few words.
The old lady's face was blue, and anyone who saw it would tremble with fright.
Being so angry, Ms. Wang thought that the old lady would not help Aunt Ding anymore.
But the result was beyond her expectations. After the old prince came, the old lady also mentioned the matter of asking the second master to seek the post of the left servant of the household department.
The old prince thinks that the second master is not suitable for that position.
The household department is in charge of money, and it needs people with good intentions to manage it. The second master is not that kind of material.
Moreover, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion already held the military power, and if they stared at the court's money, they should be feared.
Even the old prince was unwilling, and the old lady tried her best to persuade him, "Half of the household department is in the hands of Lord Chongguo. The emperor wants to put people in. I'm afraid it will be difficult. The second child still has some hope."
"The emperor trusts us in Zhenbei Palace, so why are you afraid of being suspected?"
The old prince didn't agree, but only asked him to think again.
Ms. Wang could hear every word of the old lady's persuasion to the old prince.
Aunt Ding leaked the news to Shi Zifei, causing the old lady not only to lose money, but also to lose her reputation, and suffered a lot in the Great Buddha Temple.
According to the old lady's current temper, it would be good if she didn't kill Auntie Ding, and she would help her.
What kind of handle does Aunt Ding have on the old lady?
Mama Wang tossed and turned on the bed, thinking all night.
She vaguely remembered that the first time Auntie Ding spoke to the old lady alone was not long after the old lady had an accident in the Great Buddha Temple and lost her memory.
After that, the old lady's attitude towards Aunt Ding changed.
But Ms. Wang really can't figure it out. The old lady has lost her memory, and she doesn't even remember Aunt Ding, so how could she be caught?
And this handle has been held for thirty-two years.
She is the old lady's personal maid, and the former old lady trusted her a lot.
She dared to swear on her own life that the old lady had never done anything to give anyone a handle.
How did Aunt Ding catch her?
Ms. Wang tried her best but couldn't come up with a reason.
But she was also more curious.
It is no small matter to make the old lady continue to help out of anger.
After being disappointed with the old lady, Wang's mother felt that the old lady had a big problem, like a thorn stuck in her throat.
Unless the handle is dug out and the thorn is pulled out, she will have trouble sleeping and eating
This night, Kyoto was very restless.
Su Jin and Xie Jingchen enjoyed the night on the bamboo roof.
Gradually, he was attracted by a fire.
Because that is the direction of the Beauty Pavilion.
At first it was just thick smoke, and gradually, the flames shot up into the sky.
Su Jin raised his heart.
The Tianxiang Building was burned down, and she was afraid that the Beauty Pavilion would suffer the same fate.
Xie Jingchen was worried and asked the dark guard to take a look.
Su Jin sat on the roof and watched, but the fire was not limited to that one place.
At least three places were on fire.
The hidden guard was afraid that Su Jin would be worried, so he came back quickly, "Don't worry, Shizifei, it's not the beauty pavilion that is on fire."
"Why are there so many places on fire?" Su Jin asked.
Thinking of the victims smashing and looting during the day, Su Jin guessed, "Could it be the victims who set the fire?"
"Probably not," An Wei said.
"When I went to the Beauty Pavilion, the boy was wiping the fire oil thrown on the door."
"If the shopkeeper hadn't taken precautions and sent someone to watch, the Beauty Pavilion might have been burned."
"The person who threw the oil on fire has martial arts and is not weak, but he was dressed in rags and mixed with the refugees, but he couldn't be caught. It should be someone who wants to take revenge on the beauty pavilion and frame the refugees."
Xie Jingchen said coldly, "I'm afraid it's not just as simple as setting blame, the beatings, smashing and robbery during the day are most likely also encouraged by others."
If the refugees really had the guts, why would they come to Kyoto to loot?
Who doesn't know that there are many powerful people in Kyoto, and there are many people who cannot be provoked?
All the way to Beijing, where can't you grab it.
But if someone takes the lead to instigate, in order to survive, those refugees will become more courageous.
The dark guard just came back to inform, fearing that someone still wants to set fire to the Beauty Pavilion, he went to look at it.
Seeing that the fire in the distance did not go out, but burned bigger and bigger, Su Jin's heart was heavy.
Overnight, sixteen shops were burned down.
Such a big event happened in the capital, the emperor heard about it when he woke up.
Seeing that the king of Beimo Tan is about to enter the capital, but the capital is burned to ruins, what face is there? !
This will only strengthen their determination to devour Daqi!
The emperor was furious and wanted to put all the refugees in prison, but he would rather catch the wrong one than let them go.
However, not many ministers agreed with such a proposal.
If it weren't for natural disasters and man-made disasters, those people would not leave their homes and come to the capital to seek a living. After all, they are all poor people.
Although there are a few who have malicious intentions, you can't blame others because of them.
The imperial court can't protect the people, but closes them, which will shake the hearts of the people.
Anyway, Hou Dongxiang disagreed with this move.
In fact, the emperor said angrily, "These refugees staying in the capital will always be a disaster."
"I don't know what will happen if I burn down sixteen shops in one night and keep them there."
Chong Guogong said, "Why don't we drive the refugees out of the capital?"
"That's a good idea. I suggest that Lord Chongguo should be allowed to handle this matter," Dongxianghou said.
Chong Guogong, ""
He still wanted to throw this hot potato to Dongxiang Hou!
Duke Chongguo hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, it is best for the Marquis of Dongxiang to handle this matter. The Flying Tiger Army has a high prestige among the people. The people may not trust the imperial court, but they will trust the Flying Tiger Army."
Really insidious.
Such a heart-wrenching matter is pushed to the Flying Tiger Army.
Doesn't this ruin the image of the Flying Tiger Army in the hearts of the people?
? The Flying Tiger Army protects the homeland and the country and protects the common people.
Chong Guogong and his party all stood up and recommended Dongxiang Hou to handle this matter.
But just when the other half of the ministers thought Dongxiang Hou would refuse, he accepted the job.
"Hou Ye," Nan'an Wang called out.
Dongxiang Hou said with a smile, "The Flying Tiger Army was supposed to solve the emperor's worries and problems, but since I was asked to drive out the refugees, I will be fully responsible for how to drive them out."
Dongxianghou promised so readily that Duke Chongguo felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Did he fall for it?
He didn't think he could get any benefit from driving out the refugees.
He looked at the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, it hasn't rained in the capital for more than two months, and it's even worse outside the capital. I implore the emperor to issue an imperial edict."
The emperor's face turned blue.
All the officials knelt down and asked the emperor to punish him.
The emperor's face turned green with anger.
He flicked his sleeves, got up and left.
Eunuch Fu hurriedly said, "Retire!"
After returning to the imperial study, the emperor thumped the table angrily, "God, it doesn't rain, so can you blame me?!"
"Your Majesty, calm down," Eunuch Fu persuaded.
"This has been done in all dynasties, so just write one."
The emperor fanned the wind with a fan angrily.
After a while, he dipped his pen and ink, but he couldn't write any more.
He put down his pen and said, "It is said that the prince of Zhenbei will come to the palace to see me!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com