There was a huge silent earthquake in Yongchang and Yicheng.
That night, when all the people in the city and even the refugees had fallen asleep, the inner houses of the powerful families were lit up one after another.
It's not that the whole garden is bright and bright. In such a large courtyard, there are just a few lights like fireflies.
Not far from the Summer Palace, a courtyard with a simple and low front door was the last to be lit up. The owner of this courtyard is Wang Quanhu, the commander of Yongchang County.
After all, Wang Quanhu was getting older, and he had endured the pain of losing his son some time ago. He personally spent day and night in the county office to deal with military affairs sent from various places in the south. It was not until the prefect gave permission that he could return home to recuperate. Since then, he has no longer interfered with the affairs of the court. For this reason, the old man went to bed earlier every day. When dawn, the officer who came to report the news was led to a hall deep in the house and stayed for a full stick of incense. After a while, Wang Quanhu arrived belatedly with the support of two maids.
The officer who came to report the news was quite old. He had a stone belt around his waist and three silver stars on his shoulders. He was a military prince and was wearing golden armor. He was obviously an important figure in the palace guard. When he saw Wang Quanhu When he appeared at the door of the hall, the military prince who came to report the news knelt down on one knee and performed a standard infantry military salute, "Zhang Yang, have you met the Lord Commander!"
"Get up, Yang Zi," Wang Quanhu came to the military lord who called himself Zhang Yang, broke away from the support of the two maids, reached out and patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Didn't you just come here a few days ago, why did you run away again? Come?"
After hearing this, Zhang Yang, the military lord, stood up and glanced at the two maids behind Wang Quanhu. He ignored them and looked past them.
When facing a middle-aged man wearing gray servant clothes who was standing silently, a look of surprise could not help but flash in his eyes. Then he straightened his expression and looked at Wang Quanhu, and whispered, "Your Excellency, Miss Wan'er is back. Already."
"Oh?" Wang Quanhu didn't mean to be surprised, and his face was obviously a little tired. With the help of two maids, he went to the upper chair and sat down. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was walking with the help of the maids. As if his heart was pounding, he looked at Zhang Yang and pointed to the chair next to him with a smile, "Come, sit down and talk."
Zhang Yang walked over quickly, sat down on the chair pointed by Wang Quanhu, and asked, "Do you know, Lord Lieutenant, who is escorting Miss Wan'er back?!"
Wang Quanhu leaned back in his chair, squinted his eyes as if to rest, and said softly, "Some time ago, the prefect asked Miss Wan'er to take the young master to Xingcheng. Now you only say that the miss is back, but The young master hasn’t come back?”
Zhang Yang praised, "Your Excellency, the Commander-in-Chief, knows everything well. This time, Miss Wan'er is the only one who returned to Xingcheng overnight."
Wang Quanhu said "Huh", and then he didn't know whether he was deep in thought or actually fell asleep. It wasn't until his body swayed slightly that he cleared his throat and said, "Since you asked that, he is probably from Guangjun. Or... Lijun."
Zhang Yangfei nodded quickly and said, "Your Majesty, the Lieutenant, guessed right. The one escorting Miss Wan'er back to Yicheng this time was the Lijun Qingqi from the prefect of Lijun. There were hundreds of them, and they were led into the city by a military lord." , took Miss Wan'er all the way to the gate of the Summer Palace before stopping!" His eyes remained still.
He stayed on Wang Quanhu's face, trying to see something, but in the end it was in vain, "Lord Commander, could it be that our Lord Prefect...had other thoughts?!"
Wang Quanhu had no expression on his face, just closing his eyes and concentrating, "Yang Zi, tell the truth to the old man. Who said this to you?"
"Your Excellency, Lord Lieutenant, this is naturally the subordinate himself..." Zhang Yang saw Wang Quanhu slightly opening his eyes and glancing sideways at his house, and immediately changed his words, "It was the subordinate who happened to hear the news from the side of Captain Gu. A few of the young gentlemen discussed in private that Captain Gu is a person close to the prefect, so he must have heard some news..."
Wang Quanhu smiled and said, "Yang Zi, if you are always so gullible, staying in the prefect's palace will be a disaster rather than a blessing."
Zhang Yang was startled and couldn't help but move his upper body closer to Wang Quanhu, "Please teach me, sir."
Wang Quanhu closed his eyes again and said calmly, "Who is Lao Gu? Something suddenly happened in the palace last year, and those eunuchs came
How many people died up and down? Lao Gu is a little-known old waiter. Although guarding the treasure house is a little different from others, after all, it is not his turn to be the only chief waiter in the palace. What do you think he can do for such a one-step rise to the top? "
Before Zhang Yang could reply, Wang Quanhu had already stretched out a slightly trembling finger, "Just one word, ruthless! How many palace attendants died in his hands that day?!"
He took back his trembling fingers and tapped lightly on the handle of the chair, "Such a person, the boys under his hands, dare to talk nonsense? So, those
What the boys want you to hear must be what Lao Gu wants you to know, and what Lao Gu wants you to know must be what the prefect... wants you to know. "
Zhang Yang was shocked, and then he stood up and bowed down at a loss, "Sir, this...Sir, save me!!"
Wang Quanhu opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to give him some support and comforted him, "It's okay, don't panic. Although the prefect is in a bit of trouble now, he won't spend so much time just to deal with you." He turned to look at In the direction of the prefect's palace, "He wants you to bring the message to me, and then...just see everyone's reaction."
Zhang Yang looked nervous. He didn't quite understand what Wang Quanhu said. He just knelt down and said, "Sir, what should I do?"
Wang Quanhu looked back at Zhang Yang and smiled slightly, "Now that you have told me these things, you have completed the task assigned by the prefect. You can go back. However, you must restrain some of your subordinates during these days and do not let them go." They said random things that they shouldn't have said. Remember, you can tell me these things." He paused, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared, "But if more people know about it, it will be a big sin."
"I understand, I will obey what the boss said!" Zhang Yang quickly knelt down and kowtowed, then stood up and bowed again, then turned around and walked away quickly.
When there was no one else in the hall, Wang Quanhu sighed leisurely and opened his eyes. At this time, the old man still looked sleepy and confused. He reached out and took the teacup from the maid behind him and took a sip. stable
It's like the city wall of Yicheng.
Upon seeing this, the two maids bowed and retreated, leaving the hall, leaving only Wang Quanhu and the middle-aged man in gray servant clothes.
Wang Quanhu put down his tea cup, put his hands on his legs, leaned back in his chair, and murmured to himself, "Yongchang Yongchang, here... died..."
The middle-aged man in gray servant clothes obviously heard this sentence. He was not surprised or had any other unnecessary emotions. He just lowered his head and asked, "Master, have you made arrangements in advance?"
Wang Quanhu closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, sighed again, and shook his head.
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