1597 Winter Grass Mold (1)
After Mu Qing returned to the palace, he told Jing Ye what happened today, Jing Ye's eyes became a little colder, and he said softly: "You have worked hard today, go down and rest first!" ”
Mu Qing nodded, walked to the door and turned back and asked, "Lord Wang, what do you say those turtle grandsons in the Northern Desert want to do?" ”
"It's not a good thing after all." Jing Ye replied calmly.
Mu Qing wanted to say, of course I know it's not a good thing, if it's a good thing, they won't toss like this.
If it was before, he had already said it in his heart, but at this time, he finally swallowed this sentence, and he coughed lightly: "Lord Wang, should we think about how to deal with it?" ”
"Of course, do you have any good ideas?" Jing Ye looked at him and asked.
Mu Qing felt that he was a little stupid to ask again, so he shook his head and said, "That's not true, but I think you should have it." ”
Jing Ye's eyebrows lifted slightly when he heard his words, Mu Qing grinned, and quickly retreated.
Jing Ye shook his head slightly when he saw his appearance, he originally thought that Mu Qing would be a little more stable after going through so many things, but today it seems that he is still the same as before, but he finally does not have the dizzy feeling before.
After Mu Qing left, Jing Ye sat there pondering, he was also a little curious in his heart, what did Bei Mo want to do this time, did they want to put the saltpeter that Mu Qing saw into a wooden barrel and bring it in?
Jing Ye's eyes deepened, and he couldn't help but wonder where he would put those barrels if he didn't know about these things.
Naturally, the Ministry of Rites will first accept it, and then the Ministry of Rites will store it in the treasury, and the treasury should choose the treasury where various offerings are stored in the palace.
Jing Ye still didn't feel anything wrong when he thought of this, no matter how many people there were in the Northern Desert, there were only a few dozen people, no matter how powerful those saltpeters were, at most they would blow up a few rooms, Jing Junying lived in the palace, but it was far away from the treasury, and he couldn't hurt Jing Junying, and he had lived in the palace for many years, so he couldn't hurt him.
If he can't hurt Jing Junying, then those saltpeters won't be able to become a climate.
Jing Ye's eyes couldn't help but deepen, and he thought about everything but still had no answer.
And the person who hurt Mu Qing today should not be the messenger of the Northern Desert in Jing Ye's opinion, because Mu Qing returned to the post station from there at that time, if it was a native of the Northern Desert, then Mu Qing should just bump into it, and if he didn't bump into it, then it could only be someone from the direction of the capital.
However, the people in the capital are only Ning Qianmo who will have contact with the Northern Desert, but Ling Luo came to tell him early this morning that it snowed yesterday and the weather was cold, Ning Qianmo's condition was a little worse, and he fainted again shortly after Lan Tiantian left yesterday, and Ning Qianmo should not be able to arrange it like this at this time. And Yi Xueling is locked in the prison of the Criminal Department, and she can't get out at all, so naturally she can't get out of the matter.
Besides these two people, who else in Beijing would want Mu Qing's life?
Smart as Jing Ye, he couldn't think of it at this time, he closed the fold in his hand, and felt a little irritable in his heart.
When he returned to the room, he saw Lan Tilting packing up his clothes, and he said with some curiosity: "Tilt, what are you doing packing your things?" ”
"Go out of Beijing to soak in the hot springs with Xiaoyuer!" Lan replied with a smile.