There was silence in the study. Jia She, Lin Ruhai, and even Niu Ben and Jia Lian felt that this was really ridiculous.
The Zhen family went so far as to steal the Emperor's money and secretly cast military weapons for the loyal king Liu Fu, with the intention of doing evil things.
What is the difference between this and courting death? Do you really think that the old dragon has grown old and his eyesight is dim?
Cui Xuanye was taken down again. Several people in the study looked at each other and didn't know how to describe their mood at this time.
In the end, it was Niu Ben who took the lead to break the calm, clasping his fists and saying: "Forgiveness, Mr. Lin, after the joint memorial of Mr. Pei and Mr. Lin was sent to the capital, the saint felt that this matter was very strange, so he sent his final general to follow him. One of the main reasons for pardoning the Duke to go south is to check whether this matter is related to His Royal Highness King Zhongxin."
Speaking of this, Niu Ben smiled bitterly and said: "But now, I don't dare to investigate further..."
There is no need to search further. Two million taels of silver ordnance, how many soldiers and horses does it raise?
Not to mention Niu Ben, even Jia She, who had always been bold and bold, felt that this matter was too hot to handle.
He got up and paced back and forth in the study, cursing anxiously: "Damn it, doesn't Liu Wei have a brain? It's not like the son of a saint cannot die..."
Lin Ruhai quickly interrupted his complaint: "Brother, be careful what you say!"
"What are you saying carefully? More than two million taels of silver. How many private soldiers does this mean? Is he going to attack the capital directly? The saint is too, too indulgent of this bitch like Liu Wei. Striking a balance is not a problem, it must be Choose a suitable candidate, why did you choose this piece of shit Liu Wei? I have long seen that this piece of shit is not a good thing..."
The irritable Jia She dared to say anything, and Jia Lian wanted to cover his father's mouth and drag him back.
Niu Ben didn't know whether to laugh or cry and held up his hands and said: "Pardon me, pardon me, this is not the time to complain about this. Please make up your mind. Do you want to report to the capital about this private forging of arms?"
"Report!"
"Don't report it!"
Lin Ruhai looked at Jia She in surprise. He did not expect that Jia She, who had always been incompatible with Liu Yi, would hold an objection.
Jia She smiled bitterly and explained to him: "That year when the prince committed suicide, the saint fell ill. The imperial doctor said that if the saint has shortness of breath and attacks his heart again, the stroke will worsen and his life may be in danger. That's why I He said that this piece of shit like Liu Yi deserves to die. After Liu Yi and Liu Cong rebelled, the most taboo thing for a saint now is to have a son rebel against him..."
"Then what should we do? This matter cannot be hidden. Cui Xuanye is also the Lord of the House after all. Yusi Dingran has received the news. Saint, we have to give a reasonable explanation."
Niu Ben was almost crying. Habayashi Lang is the eye of a saint. Hiding it would be against his loyalty. If he didn't hide it, he would be very likely to put the Lord in crisis. It's too difficult for him!
Jia She gritted his teeth and stared at Niu Ben fiercely: "I'll take this on, Niu Ben, if you don't want to die, put all this on the Zhen family. Remember, two million taels of silver It was stolen by the Zhen family in conjunction with many families in the south of the Yangtze River, with the purpose of framing Lin Ruhai, the Yangzhou Salt Patrol Censor... You can think about the reasons yourself. As long as it doesn't involve the rebellion of this piece of shit like Liu Wei, you can add whatever you want, I will let the dragon ban. Wei has prepared enough evidence for you, so be sure not to expose the secret."
This was the first time Niu Ben saw Jia She's fierce eyes. He swallowed and nodded.
However, he was still a little at a loss. He reluctantly wrote down Jia She's instructions and asked: "But this matter cannot withstand careful investigation. If the sage ordered the Zhen family to enter Beijing, wouldn't it be exposed? What happened to this matter? If not, we will be implicated, and the saint might chop off our heads in his rage."
"If you bring this matter up, if the saint does something bad, believe it or not, your majesty will directly vent his anger on your head!"
Jia She glanced at Niu Ben and said leisurely: "I will report this matter to Your Majesty in a secret form. Let's find a way to hide it from the saint first. It's not like you don't know the situation in the court. Before Your Majesty takes control of the overall situation, the world is in chaos. No."
This is what Jia She is really worried about. If the Supreme Emperor suddenly hears that this bitch Liu Wei is rebelling, and the mountain collapses, the emperor who has not yet grasped the power will not be able to stabilize the court.
When the time comes when the tragedy of the princes seizing the heirs will happen again, not only will the country be in war, but no one in the martial arts family like Rong Guofu will be able to escape the sword.
Stability, we can only seek stability at this time!
At least he had to wait until the emperor took complete control of the capital before he could take any further action. This time Jia She had to swallow the fly with nausea and cover up this piece of shit like Liu Wei!
…
Except for Jia Cong, no one slept well that night.
During breakfast, Jia Cong looked at his father and brother with dark circles under their eyes, and asked curiously: "Dad, what did you and your second brother do last night? Oh~ I understand, you two carried me to Qinghua Building on your back. Got it!"
"Um?"
Jia She suddenly got angry and took his youngest son and beat him up. This kid is getting more and more naughty now. I have been busy with national affairs all night, how dare you say that I took your eldest son to a brothel!
Jia Cong, who felt that he had been beaten innocently, drooped his little face and slowly moved to Lin Ruhai's room. When he saw his uncle-in-law, who also had dark circles under his eyes, he opened his mouth and swallowed the words he almost said.
"Baby, meet your uncle and father!"
Jia Cong knelt down obediently, and Lin Ruhai felt that this etiquette was impeccable.
He helped Jia Cong up, pinched his chubby face, and asked with a smile: "Why is your face so droopy? Is someone bullying you?"
"Oh, I just said the wrong thing and was beaten by my father."
Jia Cong rubbed his buttocks that were still aching, sighing and describing to Lin Ruhai what happened during the meal.
When she heard Jia Cong mention Qinghua Tower, Lin Ruhai, who was taking a sip of tea, almost spit out the tea in her mouth.
"You kid, your father, me, and your second brother were busy dealing with matters in Huai'an Mansion last night and didn't even get a good rest."
Lin Ruhai said dumbfounded: "Your father has been in a bad mood these days. Don't provoke him anymore. If you make him unhappy again, he may get beaten."
Unexpectedly, Jia Cong sighed again: "Forget it, just get beaten if you want to. Beating the child on a rainy day is not idle. It's better to hit me to vent my anger, so as not to hold it in your heart and ruin your body!"
What a filial child, although a bit skinny!
Lin Ruhai rubbed Jia Cong's head with her big hands. Besides being jealous of her uncle's good luck, she also thought with pride that for half a son-in-law, this good boy is also his son.
However, there are still some things that need to be asked clearly.
Lin Ruhai asked: "Who told you about Qinghua Tower? You have only been in Yangzhou for a few days, how did you know about Qinghua Tower?"
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