"Ten years ago, there was a mob killing and grain robbery incident in Shudi, when the king had just returned from Nanban with his troops, and he was seriously injured and could not move his hands and feet. When passing through Pingshan, a group of thugs suddenly rushed down from the mountain, robbed when they saw the car, and beat them when they saw people, they were fierce and cooperated in the division of labor, and for a time they caught the elite soldiers under the king off guard. ”

"At the critical moment, some of you ran up the mountain and secretly snatched the king out of the hands of the thugs, and then the king's subordinates reacted quickly and annihilated all the thugs in one fell swoop."

Song Qingyun listened to him quietly, and a fierce picture appeared in his mind, King Jing on the battlefield was only fifteen or sixteen years old, scarred and tired of fighting, how sad would he be at that time? made great contributions to the Great Zhou, but when he came back, he had to face the rebellion of the people in his fiefdom.

There is no pusher in this, who will believe it? And there is only one person who has always wanted to put Prince Jing to death, and that is the stupid Mu Qingsong.

"Lord Wang!"

Song Qingyun held his hand distressedly, and Mu Qingao returned her with a faint smile.

His gaze is resolute and full of wisdom, ten years have passed, and now King Jing is no longer the young man, now he is more mature and steady, and he is forced to fly ashes and annihilate between talking and laughing, which should not be underestimated at all, let alone blatant calculations.

"One of the thugs who was exterminated did not die, and he confessed a shocking secret, do you want to hear it?"

I saw that the rest of the servants all knelt on the ground, kowtowing to King Jing and begging for mercy with a panicked expression, and for a while the whole backyard echoed their heart-rending cries, because on their necks, there was a sharp knife.

"You are one of those thugs, and when you found out that this king had returned victoriously, you temporarily defected and betrayed the small group of thugs who stubbornly resisted on Pingshan, is this king right?"

"Lord Wang, why do these people keep them?" Song Qingyun asked in horror, isn't this raising tigers for trouble?

"The reason for the riot ten years ago was because there was no harvest in the fields that year, and I led troops to fight outside, and the emperor's care for Shu was more than enough, and the officials who stayed in Shu had opened warehouses to release grain, but some of them were bewitched and killed Lord Wei Chengwei, who exercised power for me at that time."

"The reason why I didn't kill them was because I wanted to give them a chance to mend their ways, but I didn't expect this to become an excuse for them to blackmail me in the future, Qingyun, do you think I'm stupid to the extreme?"

"Lord, you can't keep these people in the mansion, now that I marry you, I am a member of the palace, and I want to avenge Lord Wei who died unjustly ten years ago."

There was a cry of wrongs below, especially Gu Ahua, who was amused by her brain, and after being slapped hard by Luo Da, she finally realized the serious consequences of her support.

"Please prince, the princess is aware of what happened back then, the little ones were also forced to be helpless, Ding Yazi, who killed Lord Wei, is dead, and the little ones just grabbed a bag of grain, and they haven't done anything else at all."

"The matter has been spread out, just do what the princess said, Jiang Jue, tell the princess the facts you have made clear, what everyone here did back then, how they have behaved in the palace in the past ten years, are all registered, who should stay, who are guilty, you discuss with the princess what to do, you don't have to report to me."

Song Qingyun suddenly felt that the burden on her body was heavier, she looked at Mu Qingao with resolute eyes and said, "I will handle it well, I will never wronged a good person, and I will never let go of any evil person." ”

Wow, sure enough, what kind of boss you want to decide what kind of path you want to take in the future. In the past, she was mixed in the fields of Liujia Village, dealing with medicinal herbs and rice that could not speak, but after marrying King Jing, her status rose, her responsibilities increased, and the pattern of the whole person was even more different.

Those who harm my prince, even if it is a long time, must be punished, and they must not be tolerated and nurtured, and the harm will be endless.

The result was originally a personnel change, but it finally evolved into a drama of "gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late", for three days the house was shrouded in clouds, the atmosphere was depressing, and everyone did not dare to breathe.

Honglian, who was lying in the house recuperating, didn't know, because no one came up to her to say these words, and when she slowly came out to move around with her chest covered, the servants in the entire mansion had already changed blood, and she saw many unfamiliar faces.

Eighty-nine servants, sixty-two were cleared, and the remaining twenty-seven were white, even if they accidentally became a mob for a few days ten years ago, but they were influenced by King Jing, and they have been living with a heart of gratitude all these years, and maintaining the reputation of King Jing's Mansion everywhere.

But to maintain the daily life of the palace, only twenty-seven people are not enough, Song Qingyun bought twenty maids and mothers-in-law outside, and distributed them all over the garden, and it is normal for Honglian not to know him.

"Madam, Red Lotus asks to see you."

After breakfast this day, Qingyun was talking to the new kitchen manager, and Ah Fu came in and said in her ear.

"She's well?"

"Look, I didn't take advantage of it, and I coughed a few times from time to time."

"Ask her if she has nothing else to do, go back and raise her, I don't need her to come here to say goodbye."

Ah Fu went out to convey Qingyun's words, and Honglian blessed her body and turned to leave, her heart empty.

After walking a few steps and stopping, Honglian turned around hesitantly, just in time to see Guo's mother coming over, she stepped forward and saluted and asked, "Mom, what kind of work do you have for the slave to do?" ”

"Red Lotus girl, Madam asked you to take care of your body, you will keep it, there are some new people in the house to be trained, I can't think of anything for a while, and when I think of it, I will ask someone to tell you to do it."

"So, please ask Mother Guo for me to ask Madame, can I go out to Pingshan to have a look?"

Mother Guo looked at her strangely and sneered, "Hasn't the Red Lotus girl forgotten her identity, right?" ”

Honglian hurriedly defended herself, "It's not like this, Honglian is grateful for Madame's kindness to the slave maid, but Honglian has been looking through the tea scriptures for the past two days and learned that there is a recipe for picking tea dew, and I heard that there is a tea tree on the top of Pingshan Mountain that can be used as tea dew, and the slave and maid want to pick some back and make tea dew to honor Mrs. ”

Mother Guo stared at her suspiciously for a long time, and then said, "You wait, I'll go and ask Mrs. ”

Soon Guo's mother came back, "Mrs. misses you with a good heart, and tells you to go back to have a good life and recuperate, and the matter of picking tea dew will be avoided, Pingshan Mountain is steep, and it has been rainy recently, in case of some accidents, Mrs. can not afford this responsibility." ”

Honglian was a little disappointed when she heard this, and after she retreated with a red face, Guo's mother was also angry.

"This girl's mind is lively, what kind of tea dew is there, and Mrs. doesn't like rouge gouache."

In the evening, Qingyun asked Mu Qingao about Pingshan.

"I heard that there is a famous tea tree on the top of the mountain, is the climate here suitable for the growth of tea trees?"

"It is a wild tea tree, which is said to be almost 100 years old. The terrain of Shu is low-lying, the climate on the mountain is also divided into several kinds, sometimes it rains on the mountain, but the foot of the mountain is sunny, the location of the tea tree is more special, there is light all year round, the rain is also sufficient, but the tea soup that is brewed is bitter. ”