Chapter Seventy-Seven: Night Exploration of King Zheng's Mansion

"Aiqing really has a brilliant plan! When it comes to financial management, no one can be out of love! At the end of the court meeting, Qianlong flipped through the list of silver reported by the courtiers and praised He Shen, and after a cursory look at the work of just one morning, he had an extra million taels of private money, this is only a high-ranking official who is qualified to enter the court, if he can promote this policy to the whole country, how much should he charge!" After a while, you'll be going to be the head of the household! ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" , He Shen fell to his knees with a thud, the man surnamed Yan did give himself a good idea, and solved his troubles in an instant, not only let himself get the throne of the household book, but also expanded a broad financial road for himself, and the money for the crime was under the control of the Internal Affairs Office, so whose money should be punished at that time, and how much he should be punished, is it not up to him to decide.

Thinking of this, the two of them laughed at the same time for their glorious money. Be sure to take this to your own men! Holding back the excitement to accompany Qianlong to finish dinner, as soon as he left the palace, He Shen instructed his entourage, "Go and invite the person surnamed Yan, and say that I have something important to discuss!" ”

"Young master, He Shen asked me to go through his mansion, you see?" , Xin Yan came over and asked.

"Since it's not a bad thing to send someone to invite, you go to socialize, remember that you only need one magistrate, but don't speak too hard." , Chen Jialuo concentrated on copying the letter in front of him; After Xinyan left, Chen Jialuo dried the ink on the paper and checked the penmanship and writing habits of the two works by himself, well, he had almost practiced it, so he would use it tonight.

At three o'clock, Chen Jialuo put on his night clothes and turned out of the window, ran in the direction of King Zheng's Mansion according to the path he walked with Mingrui during the day today, and squatted under the wall outside King Zheng's Mansion and listened carefully for a while, but he didn't notice any movement inside, so he jumped lightly with both hands and poked out his head for a large number of moments, and flew into the courtyard. According to Mingrui's instructions during the day, he went straight to the bedroom of the current Prince Zheng Qitong'a, and put his internal strength on his fingertips to the window lightly, the window paper was clicked through a small hole, and his right eye came up to look secretly; I saw a maid sitting outside the bedroom dozing in the dim light, and an old man in his fifties was lying on the big bed inside, holding a bewitching woman less than twenty in his arms.

Bah! You're an old man, you're almost sixty years old, are you still hard? Chen Jialuo took out a dart from his arms, wrapped the letter around the dart, and with a shake of his right hand, the dart swooped through the window and stuck to the wall above the bed, making a bang!

People get shallow sleep when they get old, and Qitong'a is already in pain for the 20,000 taels of guilt he was giving away today, so he immediately sat up when he heard the sound, "Who?!" ”

Chen Jialuo immediately flew up to the house, for fear that others would not know and kicked two roof tiles down, and by the time the palace guards came, Chen Jialuo had already disappeared; The leader of the guards asked softly outside the door, "Lord Wang, are you okay?" ”

Qi Tong A also found the darts on the wall at this time, Qi Tong A was also a first-class guard, the leader of the guard minister of the people, now although the old courage is still there, get up and put on clothes to take off the darts, see the letter on it and immediately moved, "I'm fine, you all go farther, there is something to talk about tomorrow!" ”

Hearing the footsteps of the guards in the distance, Qi Tonga put the dart aside to open the letter, and at this time, the enchanting woman sleeping next to him also came over, "Lord Wang, how can someone still send a letter in the middle of the night!" ”

This woman is his newly acquired aunt's wife, and she is currently favored, Qitonga thought that she is now the president of the Jade Pavilion, and she is not involved in any major matters, so she must have nothing to see in this letter, so she pinched her face with a smile, "Little baby, do you want to see what is written?" ”

"The prince will let me watch it!" , Mrs. Auntie stretched her neck, and her face turned white as soon as she saw a few words.

Qitong snapped the letter and grabbed his aunt's neck, "What did you see just now?" ”

"I didn't see anything!" , Mrs. stammered.

At this time, the maid outside also woke up, and asked in a daze, "Lord Wang, do you want the slave to come in and serve?" ”

Early in the morning of the second day, Chen Jialuo and Mingrui walked around King Zheng's mansion, and heard the subordinates of the palace whispering that there was a snitch in the mansion, and Prince Zheng's favorite twelve aunts and personal maids unfortunately died; Chen Jialuo sighed and walked towards Dai Zhen's inn.

"You came to King Zheng's Mansion last night?" , Mingrui asked cautiously.

"yes, but I didn't kill anyone, I just left a letter!" , Chen Jialuo replied.

"Letter? What is written in it? Mingrui couldn't help but ask, what kind of letter made Zheng Wangfu lose two lives?

"It's the same thing that I told you that day at the Anxi City Inn." , Chen Jialuo looked at him with interest.

Mingrui suddenly closed his mouth, and what he heard that day was about to weigh on his heart like a boulder, making him unable to breathe for a moment.

The people in King Zheng's mansion are now all trembling, talking and walking quietly, lest they anger the owner of this palace, Prince Zheng Qitonga sat alone in the study, the darts were received by him, but the letter was changed several times and felt inappropriate, and he had the intention to burn it but did not know what psychology left it, so he had to temporarily collect it; Now the letter burned his heart like a soldering iron, and he could not be at peace for a moment.

Judging from the handwriting, this letter should have come from Wan Qinglan, of course, he didn't know that this was actually imitated by Chen Jialuo based on the letter he had found from Wan Qinglan. The content of the letter is very well combined with Wan Qinglan's words to report to himself when he came back from the northwest. He regarded all this as a private investigation done by Wan Qinglan in order to repay his kindness, Wan Qinglan finally found out the life experience of which of the Ninety-Five Honorable Ones in Ouchi after all kinds of thrills, but he was frightened by this news and did not dare to present it to himself, so he left a book through the flying knife to tell himself this big secret. Chitonga was in mixed moods now, mostly because of the horror of learning the secret, and a little bit of dissatisfaction with the loss of the throne of the Manchurians.

After thinking about it, he thought that he was almost sixty years old, and he had a few days to live, so it was better not to meddle in his affairs anymore; The two people in the room had already been killed by their own hands last night, so maybe they wouldn't be bothered by this secret again in a short time, right?

As if hearing his heart, Chen Jialuo muttered in his heart in the distance, Prince Zheng, please rest assured, your ** trouble is still behind!