109 Third Uncle

"Bang!"

As soon as Liao Chuxiu's words fell, he was greeted by the slamming of the window and the rattling of the sash. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Liao Chuxiu laughed out loud.

He didn't believe in annoying the stupid rabbit!

Hearing the shouts of the night watchman from the front yard, Liao Chuxiu kicked the ground, turned over on the wall flexibly, and looked at the petite figure reflected in the candle flame in the room, and couldn't help but laugh in his throat.

I used to think that this Beijing was not interesting at all, but now I find that this Beijing is not so boring.

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It was night, in the middle of the Ministry of Works' Mansion of Shangshulou.

Lou Yongkang stood in the study, his old wife Wei sent supper, saw him standing in front of the window in a single clothes, and couldn't help but say: "The weather is so cold, why don't you wear more clothes, if it's cold, how can it be good?"

She took a long robe and draped it over Lou Yongkang, and when she saw that his face was sinking like water, she said worriedly: "Master, what has happened to you these days, you always don't belong to your mind, and you don't even have time to take the school exam for Cheng'er's homework, but what happened to the court?"

Lou Yongkang looked up at his old wife, saw that her face was full of worry, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Qizhou went to Lin'an, and he has already obtained the account book in Qiu Pengcheng's hand. ”

Wei's face changed greatly: "Didn't the eldest prince make any moves on his side?"

What can he do, the account book in Feng Qizhou's hand right now is equivalent to pinching the lifeblood of many people, but no one dares to touch him. ”

Now the whole dynasty is staring at Feng Qizhou, and there are people around the eldest prince and the fourth prince from time to time, and at this time, no one dares to act rashly.

If it moves, it is to leave a handle for people.

If you move, you will kill yourself.

At that time, there is no need for Feng Qizhou to return to Beijing, let alone any evidence, they will be tantamount to sending themselves to others and letting others handle them.

Wei's face was full of gloom, although she didn't understand the affairs of the previous dynasty, but she also knew that Lou Yongkang had been sitting firmly in the position of the secretary of the Ministry of Industry over the years, and under the pretext of the various project funds allocated by the court, how much money he had taken for the eldest prince.

If Qiu Pengcheng really left the account book, Feng Qizhou would be able to find out about him.

"Master, is there no other way?"

Lou Yongkang's face was gloomy, of course, there was no way, but the risks that needed to be taken were too great.

He had met Qiu Pengcheng several times before, he was a cautious person, and what Lou Yongkang doubted most now was whether the so-called 'account book' in Lin'an City was true or false.

When Qiu Pengcheng died that day, the Criminal Department and Dali Temple clearly did not leave any confession, why did Feng Qizhou suddenly have an extra account book?

Seeing Lou Yongkang's ugly face, Wei suppressed his worries and didn't dare to ask more, but took out the prepared supper from the food box on the side, and said to Lou Yongkang: "Master, no matter what happens in the court, the body is the most important. This is the ginseng soup that I specially asked the kitchen to stew for you, you can drink some. ”

After Lou Yongkang sat down, he took the ginseng soup and drank it.

After the hot soup was in his stomach, Lou Yongkang handed the bowl to Wei Shi and said: "In the past few days, remember to restrain the people in the house, don't go out if you have nothing to do, let alone cause trouble outside, and you must take care of the things in the bedroom cabinet." ”

"Master, ...... you"

"I have followed the eldest prince for so many years, and I know him very well, if Feng Qizhou really returns to Beijing with the account book, he is very likely to do something to abandon the car to protect the commander, those things are the foundation of our lives. ”

Wei's face was hard to see, she just wanted to speak, but Lou Yongkang, who didn't want to sit opposite, suddenly changed his face.

He opened his mouth violently and vomited a mouthful of blood, and the whole person collapsed on the chair without warning.

"Master, master, what's wrong with you?!"

"Sir!"

Wei Shi watched Lou Yongkang faint, his mouth was bloody, and he screamed violently: "Come on, come on...... Master, wake up, wake up, wake up!!"

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Lou Yongkang was poisoned and killed in the mansion and almost died.

Emperor Yongzhen was furious when he heard this, and ordered someone to investigate the murderer in detail.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, Xiao Xianhong's original candidate who was ready to take over Lou Yongkang's position has not yet been arranged, and Xiao Yumo, who originally wanted to take the opportunity to win over Lou Yongkang for his own use, and even used Lou Yongkang's hand to provoke everyone under the prince's authority, has not had time to do anything, and everyone's plans were disrupted by Lou Yongkang's sudden poisoning and had to be stranded.

All the affairs of the Ministry of Industry are temporarily represented by Huang Tianyi, the left attendant of the Ministry of Industry, and Lou Yongkang is closed due to poisoning, and no one knows what his specific situation is.

Xiao Yumo and the others were all caught off guard by the beating, and the eldest prince and the fourth prince were even more suspicious of everyone.

Feng Qiao stayed in the mansion every day and rarely went out, but Ji Jiu would send her back a lot of news from the outside, and when he clearly saw the reactions of all parties, and even some secret affairs between the DPRK and China, Feng Qiao understood how big the situation that Feng Qizhou had managed over the years.

From time to time, news was sent from the Feng Mansion, which was nothing more than asking Feng Qiao to return to the mansion.

Feng Qiao didn't want to see Old Madam Feng, let alone see the faces of the Liu family and Feng Yan, so he ignored them all until Feng Qizhou was nearly half a month away from Beijing, and Feng Fu ordered someone to send news again.

"You said that the third uncle returned to Beijing, when did it happen?" Feng Qiao looked at Ji Jiu and asked.

"When I arrived in the capital last night, it was the little guy next to the third master who came to deliver the news. Miss, would you like to make a trip?"

Feng Qiao frowned when she heard this, to be honest, she was reluctant to go back to Feng Mansion, that place had too many bad memories for her.

Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, after coming out of the Feng Mansion, she was unwilling to set foot there for half a step.

If someone else in the Feng Mansion came to call her back, she could have refused directly, but Feng Yuansu was different.

Although he is not smiling, his temperament is not gentle, and even his words are sometimes extremely harsh, but in his previous life, he secretly helped her several times, and she was silent for a moment and then said: "Go and order someone to prepare the carriage, and then pick some things to make up for your body, and we will go to visit the old lady." ”

Ji Jiu nodded and went down to prepare, and after Feng Qiao changed his clothes and packed up his things, he took Qu'er and Ji Jiu out of the house together.

Feng Mansion has been unlucky recently, the eldest lord was suddenly demoted, the old lady fell ill, and the most beautiful second master moved out of the house with the fourth lady.

The whole house was full of panic, and there was a feeling of dark clouds.

Feng Yuansu left Beijing for four years, but after he didn't want to return to Beijing, he saw such a depressed Feng Mansion.

When he saw the old lady Feng who was lingering on the sickbed, he almost didn't dare to recognize each other, and he couldn't connect the old woman in front of him who looked pale and old with the old lady Feng who looked in good spirits when he left Beijing.