"No!" Zhongwen shook his head desperately: "I can't go! I can't leave my mother, she has a hard time, she can't be favored by the second son, and she is a remarried concubine. I'm leaving, and I don't have any support! What can she do?"

"You ------," Boyan pointed at him, not knowing what to say.

The old servant's water came and interrupted the brothers' conversation.

"Brother, I know, you look down on your mother, and you look down on me, you are an ambitious person, I am not as good as you." Zhong Wen took a sip of water, as if it was an old wine, and kept turning the pottery cup in his hand: "However, you can't blame Niang. She was originally a noble daughter of Chen Guo, once married into the Zhou royal family, and almost became a crown princess. It is also the creation of people, my father was defeated, abandoned us in Hojing, and lived without embarrassment. She is a woman, how can she support this big family? There is no input, only output, if you don't rely on the help of the Zhou Mansion, how can you live?"

"So, she still dreams of being the queen mother?" Boyan laughed teasingly.

"At that time, the second prince was conclusive, the emperor and queen were not harmonious, the prince's position was unstable, and the Quartet was opposed. Mother believed, like the last straw grasped by a dying man, and could not care about anything else. Alas! It's too late to regret it now!" Zhongwen shook his head lightly: "Don't talk about this, I do have something to ask my brother this time!"

"What's the matter?"

Zhongwen lowered his voice: "That, Grandpa Guo came to send a message and asked me to inquire about the news of the fourth prince!"

"Imperial Father?" Boyan raised his eyebrows: "Naturally, in the mansion, what is Zhou Gong doing when he asks about such a milk doll?"

"I don't know. Yesterday, an old man from Fengyi was sent to ask me whether the fourth prince went to Fengyi with the third prince, or was he still in the Zhaogong Mansion? It was said that there was no suitable nurse in Fengyi Palace, so I inquired."

Boyan smiled slightly, "So you came to me to inquire? You should know that because I am the son of the deposed prince, although Xiangye took me in, he never really believed in me. The secret of the whereabouts of such princes has always been in the possession of Uncle Mibomi, and how do I know it?"

Zhong Wen's eyes widened: "Brother, this is the first time you have said such a thing. Since Zhao Gong doesn't believe you, you are all a guest anyway, so it's better to switch to Zhou Gong's disciples! Our brothers and sisters can still take care of each other together."

"No more!" Boyan pushed the pottery cup in his hand, and the white water in it splashed out, and said angrily: "Since I entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, you have been instructed by Zhou Gong's father and son, and you have come to me from time to time to inquire about the news, and I know all this. But I, Ji Boyan, will never be a pawn at the mercy of others, and no one will try to coerce me! As for being a guest housekeeper, brother," he said, "When my mother insisted on remarrying the Zhou Mansion, why did I run away and join the Zhao Mansion instead, do you know?"

Zhongwen shook his head blankly, "I don't know. The foreign surnames brought by the step-concubines have always been retainers, why did the elder brother run away from home and switch to another family?"

Boyan sneered: "I am also a retainer, if I am in the Zhou Mansion, no matter how good I do, people will say that I am stained with the light of being a concubine. The master will also think that I am a half-son, and everything I should do is right. But in Zhaogongfu, it's different. If I do a good job, I will be appreciated and promoted by my master like others. Therefore, no matter how hard it is, my Ji Boyan will never go to the Zhou Mansion."

He got up, patted the dust on his body, and said resolutely: "Tell them that Xiangye will build a courtyard in the backyard, let his wife and children live, and no outsiders will be allowed to enter or leave to prevent the epidemic from entering. As for the fourth prince, it should be taken care of by the lady. Zhou Gong is so solemn, if you don't have news, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you! It's just my brother, let's stand in the world, in the final analysis, we still have to rely on our own skills!"

The words have been said to this part, and it is meaningless to sit down any longer, Boyan thought about his stalking task, and hurriedly said goodbye to his younger brother. Leaving the decayed courtyard that exuded the smell of rotting leaves and musty, Boyan breathed a breath of fresh air, clamped his legs, and still slowly galloped in the direction of the long street. Pickaxe capital is not allowed to gallop horses, this is also a helpless thing.

Seeing the familiar wooden pavilion building from afar, Boyan breathed a sigh of relief, just got off the horse, raised his eyes, and was suddenly surprised: it took more than an hour of kung fu, as if it was already a person going to the empty building! Liao fell in front of the door, but no one entered

Out, won't it?

Bo Yan was still tethered to the old tree in shock, and seeing that the door of the building was not locked, he gritted his teeth and pushed it open, and walked in. The vast hall was empty, and the "Fengming Terrace" on the high platform was still eye-catching, as if to mock his ignorance and self-confidence.

There was another door on the opposite wall, and a curtain of animal bones hung on it. Boyan's heart moved, and he opened the bone curtain, and found that behind the curtain was a small cubicle, in which only a warm kang was built, and there was nothing else special. But the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the compartment was strangely built, with a narrow passage on both sides, and a wooden ladder leading to the second floor at the end of the passage. However, there is no room on the second floor, only a semi-circular platform, and below the platform is the hall, which can overlook the fierce debaters on the Fengming platform.

Boyan was puzzled: this regulation is the way of the art of war, it is very suitable to fight the ups and downs, there is a door in the back, you can slip away after you finish fighting or can't beat------ and don't think about it, it's time to think about how to go back to the master!

He thought wildly and walked out the door. Outside the door was a dilapidated liquor store, and a man who looked like a man was looking this way. Boyan decided to go forward and inquire about the news.

He walked over with a smile and asked, "This friend, do you know the people in Fengming Terrace?"

The guy also laughed: "Look at what your young master said, who in this pickaxe capital doesn't know the big boss Yigong? He has a wide range of contacts, and his information is much stronger than those of us who are small families. On weekdays, we buy goods and do business, and we all look at him! How do you say that you can just go? It's really not open?"

As he spoke, the man's face showed disappointment and confusion, and Boyan asked, "When did they leave?" Did you see it with your own eyes? Didn't you ask?"

"More than an hour ago, the boss suddenly said that because there was an urgent matter in his hometown, he urgently closed the store and sent all the customers out. Then, he drove out a convoy of oxen and horses and looked at the east gate. I asked, but for some reason today, the people in Fengmingtai all had blue faces and didn't say a word, so we didn't dare to ask again." The man's eyes flashed, and he whispered, "We guess ------ they know that someone in the city is infected? Boss Yi has always been well-informed, and as soon as he leaves, this matter will not be able to escape. It's hard for us locals, and if you want to, you can't run away. Alas!"

In the main hall of the study outside the Zhaogong Mansion, Bo Yan knew the situation, so he knelt on the scarlet carpet and waited for his disposal. Surprisingly, he waited for a long time, and did not wait for the expected stern reprimand, Zhao Bohu just sighed softly. Above his head, a young Sangkook's deep voice came: "It's not the most important thing at the moment, let's get away with it." But you are derelict in your duties, and you must not be punished."

Boyan kneeled forward and kowtowed, "The villain was taken in by Xiangguo, and there is no way to repay him. This is all the fault of the villain, and there is no way to refute it. Xiangguo has no complaints about how to deal with Yan, but Yan has long regarded Xiangguo as his home, and only begs Xiangguo not to chase the villain out of the house. Nothing else!"

"In that case, then let us go down and do some chores for a while." Zhao Bohu waved his sleeves.

The people of the prime minister are also divided into ranks, and the upper class can have an independent residence, and there are servants to take care of their daily life; Medium two people share a single room and live independently; The inferior sleeps in the Chase shop, and the work of taking care of the house and the courtyard and picking the fire is not much different from the servants in the house. Boyan was demoted from a high-class person to a lowest-class person, which can be regarded as a big punishment.

"Thank you Xiangye for forgiveness!" Boyan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and retreated silently.

The evening breeze lifted the curtain of the hall door, and Zhao Bohu couldn't help but tremble. Recently, everything has been complicated, and he needs to soberly and calmly sort out all the bad news that is pouring in to him.

In the corner of the wide bookcase, there is a bundle of long and short bamboo sticks, which were sent by the confessor outside the palace gate. Every day, Wang Chengling will report the number of people who died of infection in the palace and those who were newly infected to the palace to report to the palace gate, and the confessor recorded it on the bamboo stick, and then sent it to the prime minister's house. The newly sent bamboo skewers on the table were written with a bright red red pen, "Two out of ten of the dead, and eight out of seventy of the new entrants to the epidemic palace", which is only the number of yesterday's day! If this continues, the maids in the palace will be empty, and what's worse is that the Son of Heaven is also in the epidemic palace!.

There are also many friends, the news reported that he is still imprisoned in Xuanning Palace, and it is rumored that he is sent to eat every day, and he should still be alive. But ------ two-day period has arrived, and the king of Zhou will follow the promise

Will you release him from Xuanning Palace?

And that's not all. Before Boyan came, there were also people from Fengyi Palace who came to ask for his life. It is said that the third prince Ji Ci has always been taken care of by the palace maid Dong'er, but he suddenly left the nest, crying day and night, and the grandmothers were helpless. If the palace can't let Dong'er out, then it can only be done by Zhou Gongding.

"Then you can find Zhou Gong to find a way! Isn't he there? Let him take charge of all the affairs of Fengyi Palace!" At that time, after listening to the performance, Zhao Bohu, who was already anxious, waved weakly.

The most important thing at the moment is to stabilize the situation in Hojing, and Fang Cai Boyan's report reminded him. If the incident of suddenly closing Fengmingtai happens repeatedly, the hearts of the people in the city will float, and everyone will bow and snake. Inventory should be strengthened at various city gates to strictly control the flow of people.

"Xiangye!" When Zhao Bohu opened his eyes, he saw that the housekeeper Mi Bo was under the hall.

"What?" He was determined.

"My brother has returned."

"Oh?" Zhao Bohu stood up with a spirit, which is a rare piece of good news.