"The prince doesn't have to intercede for the Hou Mansion, the master said that those who do something wrong should be punished, but because of this, the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang are affected, and they are very unhappy."

Master? It seems that this person was not sent by the head of the Hou Mansion.

Xuan Ming's eyes moved, bottomless under the reflection of the candlelight, he stared at Jing Mo for a while, and slowly said: "Go back and tell your master, this time, this king will not interfere." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

After Jing Mo left, Zhan Yue sent someone to follow according to Xuan Ming's instructions, wanting to see who the master behind him was, but Jing Mo disappeared after entering the Hou Mansion, and the people of the Hades Mansion were not easy to climb over the wall to enter, so they had to give up.

In the Hades Palace, Zhan Yue took the prescription to Xuan Ming: "Lord Wang, do we use this prescription?" ”

"Take it to the government doctor to see, check the medicinal materials, and if there is no problem, send it to Northern Xinjiang overnight." This is a battle within the Hou Mansion, and he doesn't really want to return the people of Northern Chu.

"Yes, lord."

"Also, tell the people below that don't make a noise about the transportation of medicines and cotton clothes to northern Xinjiang, and continue to cry to Your Majesty about the tragic situation of the soldiers in northern Xinjiang freezing to death."

"Yes, lord." Zhan Yue answered and left, the prince has never participated in the power struggle, this time he turned a blind eye, but this is okay, only if His Majesty believes that something has happened in the northern Xinjiang, he will not pick up the culprit and put it down gently.

Xuan Ming looked at the place where Jing Mo was kneeling, and suddenly appeared in his mind the woman he saw in the Hou Mansion that day, wearing an emerald green dress and trembling slightly.

Is that you?

……

In the East Palace, the prince was standing at the table copying the picture of the twelve beauties in spring, with Yun Xixue's handkerchief on the side, in the past few days, he broke the bodies of several palace maids one after another, and carried many women in from the Qinlou Chu Pavilion behind his back, but he didn't find the feeling of seeing Yun Xixue that day, which made him very uncomfortable.

But he has only met once or twice, why does he miss this woman? He picked up the handkerchief and sniffed it again, and suddenly there was that feeling of wanting to stop it.

He looked at the painting and slowly immersed himself, and the woman in real life couldn't satisfy him, so he had to find some comfort in the painting.

The guards walked in lightly, and saw that Xuan Wenchuan was very focused, so he had to stand aside and wait.

"What's the matter?" After a stick of incense, Xuan Wenchuan looked at the beauty in the pen and looked at him with a smile, so he put down the pen with satisfaction and looked at the guards on the side.

"Your Highness, the old man of the Zhen family and the fifth lady of the Hou Mansion are in prison."

The Zhen family and the Hou Mansion? Miss Hou Fuwu......

Xuan Wenchuan's mind came to his senses at this time, and he thought that the fifth lady of the Hou Mansion was not the Yun Xixue he had been thinking about for a long time?

"What?! You pickled goods, how do you say?! He grabbed the inkstone on the table and smashed it at the guard's head, splashing ink everywhere.

The guards hurriedly hid, kneeling and begging for mercy, he remembered that the last time the prince was also painting beauties, he came in to report important military information, but he was beaten on the board, and now when the prince draws a perfect person and then talks about the news, he will still be reprimanded and beaten, the errand of the East Palace is really not easy to do, and his life will have to be explained here sooner or later.

"Why are you in prison? Didn't he just be rewarded by his father? He was going to propose to the Hou Mansion and marry the two sisters to him. The Zhen family is a wealthy family in Jiangnan, and when he was in Jiangning, the Zhen family gave a lot of money.

Moreover, the fifth lady of the Hou Mansion ...... Xuan Wenchuan's gaze fell on the handkerchief, she couldn't die. Xuan Wenchuan remembered the fair-skinned and touching beauty he saw at the plum banquet that day, and his eyes fell on another picture of the fairy in the painting on the bookshelf, and he said why did he think that the woman seemed to have seen it somewhere, it was very familiar, and it turned out to be the beauty on this painting.

The posture and look are all very similar.

"Back to Your Highness, my subordinates heard that there was a problem with the cotton clothes and quilts that were transported to Northern Xinjiang, and many soldiers were frostbitten."

"It's Northern Xinjiang again." Xuanwenchuan hated the soldiers in the northern Xinjiang, and these pickled soldiers would cause him trouble.

After Xuan Wenchuan pondered for a while, he went to Zichen Hall to see Xuan Zheng and persuaded him to give the Zhen family a chance, so that the Zhen family could gather high-quality cotton coats within ten days.

Xuan Zheng has been annoyed by the ministers for a headache these days, and there is no better solution, so he simply listened to his words and gave the Zhen family ten days to gather supplies.

The news that the Hou Mansion also heard, Yun Yishu heard that Yun Xixue might come back alive, and she didn't eat for a day in anger, Yun Yige began to reflect on herself, this matter can be regarded as a wake-up call for her, there must still be her own people in the prison, and now her hand is not stretched out so long.

Five days later, the Zhen family collected all the cotton clothes and quilts at 20 times the market price and sent them to northern Xinjiang, and Zhen Yuan, the eldest son of the Zhen family, and the old lady Zhen were released from the prison.

After this incident, the Zhen family lost a lot of money, the old man Zhen couldn't afford to be sick, his heart was not as good as before, there was no money to make official errands, and the business also plummeted, and many shops were also seized by the government, and the first merchant in Jiangning was so gradually declining.

Yun Xixue was also released from the prison, the title of the county lord was abolished, and her face was sallow and haggard.

The old man of the Hou Mansion thanked His Majesty for not blaming the Hou Mansion for this matter, so he asked the family to beat Yun Xi's snow board at the gate of the mansion, and the person who beat him fainted before stopping, fed the ginseng piece and hung for a breath.

Everyone inside and outside the mansion saw it, everyone in the capital knew Yun Xixue's character, her reputation was completely ruined, and this concubine who was disgusted by the palace and the Hou Mansion was afraid that she would never find a good family again.

Yun Tingxin thought about the situation in the past few days, and was afraid for a while, he raised his hand and slapped Aunt Zhen: "Hmph, the good daughter you taught almost affected my entire Hou Mansion!" At the beginning, I really shouldn't have let you enter the door of my Yun family! ”

Aunt Zhen hugged her daughter who was almost out of breath and cried breathlessly, and was slapped again, until the doctor came, she didn't lift it in one breath and fainted.

……

In Yiyun Courtyard, Yun Yishu and Yun Yige accompanied Song to do needlework.

"The matter of cotton clothes is really terrifying." Yun Yishu, who has always been bold, was still afraid when he thought of this.

"Actually, it's nothing." Yun Yige said lightly, although he didn't let that little slut die, but he hollowed out the Zhen family and made a lot of money, which was not a waste of work.

"Third sister, if it is really the daughter of the Hou Mansion who made a mistake, then the Hou Mansion will definitely be affected, but at the banquet that day, Yun Xixue deliberately emphasized her and the Zhen family in order not to let us take advantage, and the credit belongs only to them, so naturally we can't blame us for the problem."

Song nodded, her daughter was getting more and more composed.