The next day, Jin Shun's daughter-in-law came over and said that the two lightly injured guards were no longer in serious trouble, but the seriously injured one was afraid that he would not be able to go to the ground for two or three months.

Before dawn, Jin Shun sent a powerful person to Xifu to report the news, but it was almost noon that person came back, and the people gathered outside the city gate were all homeless people, the city gate was closed, and he was not allowed to enter the city after taking the official post of the third master.

The situation was more serious than they thought, and a large number of displaced people flocked to the capital, which was by no means a good thing. Not allowing the displaced people to enter the city can ensure the safety of the capital for a while, but it is even more difficult for them to return to the capital.

Rather than go back to the mansion to see the faces of those people, Linglong would rather stay in the Zhuangzi to accompany her mother, she is not in a hurry to go back, but the guards and the handlebar style are dead, and this matter must be reported to the mansion, otherwise it will spread and attract a lot of speculation.

But now she can't even send a letter to the city, and Linglong is helpless. Jin Shun and his wife are also at a loss, not to mention the three injured guards, that is, the bodies of the chariot and the other guard are still parked outside the Zhuangzi, the chariot and the horse are still in the deed of sale, which is okay to say, but the guard was invited from the house.

Linglong simply didn't care about these things, and she didn't know how many days she would have to live in Zhuangzi, so she didn't bring a change of clothes, and found two Feng's clothes to wear.

She was young, her body had not yet grown up, Feng's clothes were fat and big on her, and the master and servant gathered in Feng's room to talk and laugh, discussing changing clothes, and even the dull-eyed Feng seemed to have spirits and looked at them with a smile.

At this moment, Sister-in-law Gui came, with a smile on her face: "Fifth Miss." The girl who came yesterday is here again. ”

Linglong frowned, and listened to Sister-in-law Gui continue: "The people in the palace are different, and they do everything in everything. The flower carving girl said that yesterday I heard that the fifth lady could not return to the capital because of the homeless, and someone in the Huangzhuang would return to Beijing tomorrow, so she asked the fifth lady if there was anything that could make the person bring the letter. That's right. The flower carving girl said that she caught the Xingyu girl by mistake yesterday. Miss Wu was surprised, thinking that you didn't bring anything for daily use when you came to Zhuangzi, so she sent a few horses of material over. ”

As soon as Gui's sister-in-law finished speaking, Linglong asked, "Where is the flower carving girl?" ”

She put her things down and left. He also said that he would bring the letter back. Just send someone to Qingjue Villa. When you get there, you will be received. ”

Linglong raised her eyebrows, this flower carving girl is really interesting to do. Just put the things down and left, so she couldn't take it if she wanted to.

And because Huadiao is a person from the palace, and the things were given by her, not to mention Jin Shun's daughter-in-law, even if Mrs. Jin or Nie are here, they will definitely accept it, how can they refuse.

"After all, she arrested someone for no reason, and it is only natural for me to accept her gift." Linglong looked at the ten horses in front of him, all of which were the latest colors this year, and a few of them were not seen on the market, and they were considered tributes.

"Miss, this Aunt Huadiao is really generous, I knew that I would have asked her to interrogate for a while, this handwriting is about to catch up with the royal gift."

"It's okay, I'm worried that I can't send a letter to the capital, so let this flower carving girl return the favor."

Linglong was honest and polite, and asked Jin Shun to go to Qingjue Villa in person and send her handwritten letter.

The letter briefly said that she was trapped in Zhuangzi and could not return to Beijing for the time being, and said that the handlebar and guards were beaten to death by the homeless people because it involved the affairs of the upper courtyard, and asked her father to show Yunyun.

The letter was quickly presented to Yan Xu, and Hua Diao saw His Royal Highness open the girl's letter and read it for a long time

"Put the envelope on it, so that no one can see the flaw." Yan Xu said to Geng Ziyu, who was sitting opposite.

Geng Ziyu sweated lightly on his forehead, he was a person, although his actions were not above board, but it was the first time in his life to do such a thing.

He took the letter out, and when he turned around, he saw that the flower carving was smiling at him.

"Girl of the Flower Carving, are you also making fun of you?"

The flower carving smiled happily, like the flowers flying in spring, relaxed and contented.

"Your Highness only asked Mr. to seal the letter as it was, and didn't say anything for you to see."

Geng Ziyu has two big heads, and it is not difficult to seal this letter as it is, but the difficult thing is that he is also the person who sent the letter.

"Flower Carving Girl, look at this"

Hua Diao put away the smile on his face, and said, "You have been following Your Highness for three years, and you should know what kind of temper Your Highness has." At the moment, none of us can figure out His Highness's intentions, if you just follow the steps, then there will be no mistakes. ”

Geng Ziyu was ashamed in his heart, he is now the most popular staff member around His Royal Highness, but when he encounters such a trivial matter, he is not as good as Huadiao.

Yan Xu heard Huadiao come in, his eyes were still on the book, and he asked lightly, "Have you told me?" ”

"Advised, it's safest to let Mr. Geng do this kind of thing."

Yan Xu snorted and asked again: "Have you found out about those homeless people?" ”

Huadiao's expression was solemn, and he said softly: "I only heard that Henan's disaster relief grain has been sent, but six or seven out of ten have not reached the hands of the victims, and now they are about to enter winter, and the victims are homeless, and they can't eat enough, so they come to the capital to beg for a living." ”

Yan Xu closed the book again and said angrily: "This is the news that you came back from your inquiry?" Let me ask you, since the flooding of the Yellow River has caused the people in Henan to have a difficult livelihood, and because of the resentment of the people because of the disaster relief grain, it should also be the first to Kaifeng, not directly into Beijing, the Yellow River flooded in July and August, and the imperial court's disaster relief grain was issued in September, and it has only been more than a month since it was issued. In more than a month, the victims of the disaster can flock to the capital, so the officials in Henan are all eating idle meals? There should always be a few people who can do things, not to mention that King Luo, who is the imperial court's envoy, is still supervising this matter in Henan. ”

The corners of Huadiao's mouth twitched, and he said after a while: "Your Highness thinks that someone instigated this matter?" ”

"The carriage of the Jin family knew from the outside that it belonged to the eunuchs, and it was dozens of miles away from the capital, and those homeless people dared to kill people. Is this something that ordinary people can do? ”

The boys under the Huadiao Secret Monster couldn't do anything, and said suddenly: "It's the dereliction of duty of the subordinates, and the subordinates will let people check again." ”

Yan Xu suddenly said: "Du Kang's side, is there any news?" ”

Hua Diao shook her head and asked tentatively, "Why don't you transfer Shanchen over?" ”

"If you do anything about him, you're afraid that he won't die fast enough." Yan Xu's voice was calm, but there was no displeasure, Hua Diao breathed a sigh of relief, His Royal Highness still pity Shanchen after all.

11111 (To be continued.) )