The Huo family has a lot of money, but they are only merchants, and they know very little about the things in the court, even if Huo Roufeng wants to know, there is no way.

Fortunately, now that she is in Ningbo, what she wants to do, her sister will not know for a while.

She said to Zhang Shengping: "You ask people to inquire about who the chief and deputy commanders of Ningbo Wei are, and what is their background." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Shengping was stunned, the ninth master is a child's heart, should he be involved in the matter of military rations, this is not good.

He was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but he saw that Huo Roufeng had already stiffened his neck, and looked at him with round eyes, as if if you didn't listen to me, I would cry to you.

Zhang Shengping hurriedly said: "Ningbo Wei is under the rule of the Duke of Min, and it stands to reason that they should all be the people of the Duke of Min. ”

Seeing that Huo Roufeng was silent, still glaring at him, Zhang Shengping sighed silently and went out helplessly.

Huo Roufeng took two turns in the house, she still remembered that in her previous life, it was Min Guogong Zhanyi who was in charge of coastal defense in Fujian, Zhejiang and Shandong.

Zhan Yi has a brother who is kind-hearted, that is, Gao Qingjue, the prince of Zhenguo.

In her previous life, her mother doted on her very much, even after the establishment of the dynasty, she did not use the rules of the palace to bind her, and her mother often said: "When my father and brother were calculated and hated to death, I had no choice but to wave the army to the east, and I was only twenty-eight years old that year, and since then I have worn that heavy armor, this wear is more than ten years, such as today's Dading, and I put on a dragon robe, and all kinds of things in my youth no longer exist." ”

What boudoir girl would have thought that one day, she would carry the deep hatred of her father and brother to fight and kill, and this battle has been fought for more than ten years, and when she finally takes off her armor, she is no longer young.

Therefore, her mother was very indulgent to her, she was still young, and she would not be as reckless and lawless as those princesses in the previous dynasty, but she also lived freely, reading what she wanted to read and doing what she wanted.

Just as her mother never thought that she would sit on the dragon chair when she was young, she did not think that her flower-like life would end in the spring of the age of fourteen.

It was also April at that time, the grass grew and the warbler flew, and it was a bright spring day, and she was accompanied by a group of chamberlains and palace maids, and was playing polo in the grassland of the palace.

The sky was blue, and she was dressed as a man, with royal blue arrow sleeves, and her long hair was tied up high, adorned with glass beads that glittered in the sun, setting off her creamy face.

She knows that she is good-looking, last year's Qixi Festival, her mother allowed her to go out of the palace to have fun with the people, she was also dressed as a man, and walked around the street under the protection of the secret guard, which aroused the admiration of countless little girls, and asked her which little son she was, and her mother said that she was messing around, but she did not reprimand her.

She was having fun, thin sweat oozed from her fair forehead, and a palace maid rode up to catch up with her and wiped her sweat with a handkerchief, she shook her head to avoid it, and pouted and complained: "You are blocking me, get out of the way!" ”

The palace maid hurriedly urged the horse to avoid, and at this moment, an attendant rode up and shouted: "Princess, princess, the emperor is unwell, and sent Gonggong Cui to pick you up back to the palace." ”

She was shocked, she knew that her mother had been injured and was not as good as she seemed.

Gonggong Cui is the chief eunuch in charge of his mother's bedroom, his face is as pale as paper at this time, he has lost his usual shrewdness and ability, his lips trembled, and he said for a long time: "Princess, go back to the palace quickly, the saint has hemoptysis." ”

She was startled, she didn't even change her clothes, so she hurried back to the palace, and didn't see the panic and helplessness in Grandpa Cui's eyes.

It was only two hours from the palace to the Forbidden City, and she was in a hurry to go back, so she ran in front with a few people on horseback, and hundreds of honor guards followed behind in an orderly manner.

She dismounted outside the palace gate, and at a glance she caught a glimpse of two young men dressed in white, kneeling there with a straight posture.

She recognized that they were the two sons of Gao Qingjue, the Duke of Zhenguo, Gao Ning and Gao Jing. The Gao family is a first-class noble, and the two brothers were born handsome, and they are one of the best nobles in the capital.

How could they kneel outside the palace gate?

Her eyes fell on their white clothes, and she found that this was not ordinary clothes, this was filial piety!

Someone in the Gao family died? She remembered that during the Spring Banquet last month, she had also seen several young ladies of the Gao family, all dressed up in fancy clothes, and this was only more than a month.

Although she was worried about her mother, she still walked up to the Gao brothers and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The Gao brothers also recognized her, and the proud and conceited young man on weekdays burst into tears.

"Princess, my father killed himself last night! Please be gracious to the princess and present this fold to the Holy One on behalf of my brother! ”

Zhenguo Gong Gao Qingjue committed suicide?

If this news hadn't come out of the Gao brothers' mouths, she wouldn't have believed it. Gao Qingjue, a victorious general under his mother's command, how could he commit suicide?

She personally took the fold handed by the Gao brothers, Gao Jing may have cried too sadly, and she lost her manners, leaned forward, and just hit her arm, she suddenly found that she did not have a fold in her hand, and there was an extra paper ball.

She felt strange, silent, took the fold, and stepped into the palace gate with a solemn face.

She got into the chariot and walked to the Qianqing Palace.

A gust of wind blew, and it wasn't cold, but she shivered.

She looked around, and suddenly found that the Forbidden City seemed to be different from usual, and she couldn't tell what was different.

She clenched the paper ball in her hand, but did not unfold it, she said softly: "Go back to Zhaohua Palace first, this palace will bathe and change clothes." ”

The chariot turned east at the fork in the road in front of her and turned to her dormitory, but as soon as she walked far, a team of Jin Wuwei hurriedly ran over, and the person who guarded it said loudly: "Princess, the next official is Jin Wuwei before Fu Xiao, the emperor knows that you have returned to the palace, please go to the Qianqing Palace to meet you now." ”

"The emperor's cough is better?" She asked in a deep voice.

"It's better, I'm just thinking about the princess." Xiao Qian said.

Her heart sank, her mother had never had an old cough, and Father-in-law Cui didn't say that her mother had a cough, it was just nonsense.

"This palace is dusty, you have to change your clothes first, you go back and say it, just say that this palace will change your clothes and go." She finished speaking, but urged the attendant who carried the chariot to hurry away.

Xiao Qian's brows moved slightly, and he made a look, and a team of Jin Wuwei behind him surrounded the chariot.

"Princess, please go to the Qianqing Palace with the lower officials first." His voice was not high, but it was unceremonious.

No one had ever spoken to her in such a tone, and her palms were covered with cold sweat, and sweat soaked the paper ball.

She looked behind her, and there were only a few chamberlains who had followed her back on horseback, and none of her guards were there.

She simply stopped talking, and unfolded the paper ball in front of Xiao Qian.

There are only two words on the paper ball: Mifu!

The color of the words is red, the force penetrates the paper, and the stroke is like a sword, which is the words written by people who practice martial arts.

Although she didn't know the handwriting, she had already guessed that this was the character of Gao Qingjue, the prince of Zhenguo.

These are his last words!