When Zhou Yu heard the title of steward, his heart sank at first.
In the palace, the mentality of elderly servants such as housekeepers can be glimpsed from their titles.
Zhou An's death has not yet been widely publicized, and he is called the Yu Shizi. I am afraid that when Zhou An comes back, his father will depose him as the Yu Shizi and then establish a real heir apparent.
but.
This is not the time to think about it so much.
"Something happened to my father? What happened?"
Zhou Yu was unwilling to waste this rare opportunity.
Although his act of wanting to become a disciple just now was a bit impulsive, and his father might not agree with his approach, he felt that if he missed this good opportunity, he would catch Ning Wuhuang off guard.
Next time...no.
There will definitely be no chance of mentioning this matter next time.
Seeing that Zhou Yu had to break the casserole and ask the truth, the steward of Prince Jin's Mansion looked at Ning Wuyan with deep meaning and had no choice but to tell the truth.
"Just now, the mansion received an urgent message from the secret guard next to the prince, saying that the prince's car was parked in Weizhou due to illness and could not move forward. The prince, the prince... he has dysentery."
Boom!
Zhou Yu felt thunder ringing in his ears, and stars appeared in front of his eyes.
It wasn't until quite a while that another thunder rang out, and he heard a sigh ringing in his ears.
"Prince Yu, it's thundering outside. Please be careful when traveling to avoid being struck by lightning."
Are lightning strikes so easy to encounter?
Zhou Yu wanted to refute, but suddenly thought of what happened in the capital in the past few days, and closed his open mouth again.
Dysentery.
Lightning strike.
Beidi Guoshi.
The death of Huayi!
My father suffered from dysentery.
It seemed that there was a certain destiny of cause and effect, which made him feel a little guilty when faced with Ning Wuyan's reminder.
Because, if Beidi Imperial Master had not died on the day of the poetry appreciation party, then the person who died was most likely Ning Wuyan.
And Ning Wuhan's death was part of his father's plan.
Then, Hua Yi's death should also be due to his father's handiwork.
"Prince Yu, please return home quickly. Mr. An still has important matters to discuss."
Under the repeated urging of the housekeeper of the Jin Palace, Zhou Yu also knew that he could no longer mention the matter of apprenticeship.
Before leaving.
He stood unwillingly at the door, turned around suddenly, bowed his hands to Ning Wuyan, and issued a soul torture.
"Sir, if, I mean if, if I had met you in Jinling, would you be willing to give me some advice?"
Ning Wuyan didn't expect Zhou Yu to be so obsessed with him.
But from the name and attitude of the steward of Prince Jin's palace, as well as Zhou Yu's words, he could tell that there was an irresolvable conflict between Prince Jin and his son.
Of course.
This conflict has nothing to do with him, and he will not be the kind of villain who messes with other people's father-son or father-brother relationships when they have nothing to do.
If King Jin still wants to be his enemy, just defeat him openly and honestly.
"Prince Yu, the question you are struggling with is meaningless, because, unless we turn back time, there is no what if. Crown Prince Yu, you are you, others are others, and no one will have the same fate as anyone else. If it were you, no one would have the same fate. You won’t hold a gathering of talents in a high-profile manner, right?”
Ning Wuyan's words brought a self-deprecating smile to Zhou Yu's face.
yes.
There is no what if in the world.
Everything is destined.
No matter what he did at that time, he could not beat Zhou An's limelight.
No matter what he does now, he will never be as good as Zhou An in the hearts of his father and some people.
But he felt this way because he always put Zhou An first and compared his own behavior with Zhou An's behavior.
"Thank you sir for the advice, I'm actually confused."
Ning Wuyao thought to himself: I didn't give you any advice, I just discussed the matter as it happened, lest you linger on.
Even the housekeeper of Prince Jin's Mansion, regardless of etiquette, came directly to the door to drag Zhou Yu home.
I think it is true that King Jin was seriously ill with dysentery.
Thinking of Zhou Yu's suspicious behavior when arranging the poetry appreciation party, the plan to kill him should have had the help of the Jin Palace.
The death of Huashi was most likely inextricably linked to King Jin.
Ning Wushan couldn't help but sigh after Zhou Yu left.
"Destiny... As expected, you should do more good deeds when you are born as a human being. Otherwise, you won't even know how you will die."
"Master, are you going to donate money to charity again?"
Yunfei didn't understand.
Qin Shi actually didn't understand.
But I always felt that Mr. Ning seemed to be referring to King Jin.
When I was hesitating whether to report these words to His Majesty.
I heard Mr. Ning say: "Of course I have to donate. I heard that there were a few heavy snowfalls in the north this year at the beginning of autumn, and there may be a snowstorm. The same is true in the north of Jinshan Road. Ning's perfume has been sold to Jinshan Road. Please donate all the net profits from selling perfume on this trip."
"Donated everything?"
Even if Yunfei doesn't understand accounts, he still knows that the total amount of perfume transported from Jiangnan Road to Jinzhou Road is at least 100,000 bottles.
No matter how long and difficult the road is, the net profit still has to start at one million taels.
The young master is not doing charity at all, but it is like taking money from the rich to take care of the poor.
"donate."
Ning Wuhao is not a miser.
He knows that the accumulation of money symbolizes the accumulation of capital, but in this era dominated by imperial power, no matter how much money you have, it is not worth the penalty of being punished for doing one wrong thing.
Grandpa had served in the army in North Hebei Province, and there were some old friends here. In addition, Zhuang Shicheng and the others went to join the army, so they could attract a group of green forest heroes to go, so they didn't worry about conscription.
However, Jinshan Road itself is close to the northern border, and the proportion of people joining the army is obviously higher than that of North Hebei Road. Under such circumstances, recruiting troops will undoubtedly be even more difficult.
We can only use money to clear the way first.
In this era, the concept of a country for everyone and everyone for the country is too advanced and seems false and empty.
It is still necessary to provide those who may be willing to join the army with some substantial benefits to encourage them to serve, or even to sacrifice their lives.
After Qin Shi heard that Mr. Ning really wanted to donate, he dismissed Mr. Ning's concerns that he was alluding to the King of Jin.
I plan to only inform His Majesty of Mr. Ning’s intention to donate during the report.
Then I thought that King Jin was really seriously ill and His Majesty might not be able to take care of other things at all.
Qin Shi couldn't help but sigh: It's been a really troubled time recently.
…
Royal study room.
Since the King of Jin was staying in Weizhou Mansion, Zhou Qian took one step ahead of the Jin King's Mansion and received the news that the King of Jin was seriously ill and suffered from dysentery.
even.
He even knew exactly why he contracted dysentery.
Wow!
Zhou Qian overturned the short table in front of him and cursed bitterly: "Prince Jin is useless. He didn't go to Luohe Road to do business. In the end, he targeted the daughter of a criminal official. The daughter of the criminal official is in prison." I once committed myself to others, contracted the disease and passed it on to the King of Jin. Fortunately, the disease did not spread except to those who were close to me. Otherwise, if the King of Jin brought dysentery to Guannai Road, he would definitely become a sinner and even become a laughing stock!"
The word color means a knife on the head.
King Jin was lustful, he had always known it.
But who is to say that King Jin himself is outstanding in appearance and constantly talks sweet words. Even if he is not blessed by the status of King Jin, there will be girls who will fall in love with him.
He had always thought that although Prince Jin was lustful, he was a responsible man and he would recruit him back to Prince Jin's Mansion to keep him if he liked her. He did not expect that just going to Luohe Road would lead to such a big disaster because of his lustfulness.
"Tell the secret agent in charge of Luohe Road to control the criminal officer's daughter and the yamen servant together. Whether they live or die depends on their fate."
"yes."
The secret agent who came to report the situation walked away, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
Su Peiyuan, who was standing nearby and heard all the ins and outs, felt his heart pounding at this moment.
The life and death of the criminal officer's daughter and the government servant were left to fate. His Majesty obviously did not want the incident involving King Jin to ruin the reputation of the royal family.
So...how should King Jin deal with it?
"Your Majesty, Crown Prince Yu has entered the palace to ask for an audience and is kneeling outside the palace waiting!"
