Song Shuwan's thoughts were surging, and she soon found a similar situation, which was replaced by a chill: "Hasn't the salt introduction of the imperial court always been in charge of the household department?" Why is King Yong involved? Even the case of the Song family two years ago was related to Yanyin? ”

Pei Huan frowned slightly, he was also thinking about this question before, so he came here with a letter, but he didn't expect that Song Shuwan didn't know anything about the situation of the Song family.

Thinking of this, he reminded: "The reason why the Song family was beheaded by the whole house was because the letters exchanged with the Tatars were found in the Song Mansion, which involved the border defense map, which was treason, not that it was related to salt as you said. ”

Song Shuwan's face sank, and she said word by word: "My father will never commit treason, he has not had time to hate Tatar, how can he communicate with Tatar?" ”

"But in the evidence of the case, there are relevant letters, which were found in the secret room of the Song Mansion."

Pei Huan's tone was accentuated, and after his words fell, the room fell silent.

Song Shuwan stared at the letter in her hand, thinking of the Yongwang Mansion from the Song family, and then to the Yue family from the Yongwang Mansion.

"My father's letter mentions Yanyin, no matter what, I think the fall of the Song family should have something to do with Yanyin, as well as the case of the Yue family......"

Song Shuwan raised her head: "Shizi, salt introduction may be a clue." ”

Pei Huan's head: "Yan Yin is indeed a clue, but I think the opposite of you, I think Yan Yin and the Song family's case are not involved." ”

Song Shuwan was stunned, after taking out the letter from Pei Huan, the man's thoughts were always the opposite of her.

Salt induces, treason.

There is involvement, but there is no involvement......

All kinds of things are mixed together, with a kind of helplessness and hesitation that she can't say.

What is going on in the case of the Song family?

Hearing that Song Shuwan had no voice, Pei Huan sighed secretly, it was also strange, Song Shuwan was like being excluded from the Song family, obviously a member of the Song family, but she didn't know anything about the Song family's case.

"You don't have to think about it too much, I will let people continue to check, by the way, in half a month, the soul flower will be sent to the capital, and then my eyes and legs will trouble you."

Song Shuwan came back to her senses and subconsciously pulled the corners of her lower lip: "Please rest assured, when the soul flower comes back, I will definitely adjust the treatment method for the prince." ”

In the days that followed, the capital was extremely peaceful, as if the people had forgotten what had happened before.

At this time, a news suddenly spread - the death of the prince of Nanming was related to Hehuanlou, and he was beaten to death for competing for beauty.

"I heard that the person who killed the prince of Nanming is related to the Yongwang Mansion."

"God, the people of the Yongwang Mansion are too arrogant, and even the prince of Nanming dares to beat him to death."

"Why have you been staring at who killed the prince of Nanming? I'm curious, what kind of beauty does it have to be to make people scramble for their lives? ”

The people talked a lot, and the girls in Hehuanlou were lifted out one by one and pressed back one by one.

In this strange atmosphere, another news came out - the little prince mainly chose a concubine, and the emperor intended to choose one of the young people of school age in Beijing to enter the princess's mansion.

As soon as this news came out, all the school-age youths in the capital were shocked.

"Didn't you say before that you wanted to use the Lord of Huayang to marry other countries? How is it that now that the news of the marriage is gone, the princess has to choose a colt? ”

"Hey, that little princess has always been interested in Pei Shizi of the Hou Mansion, even if she chooses a concubine, she won't fancy anyone else, right?"

"Tut-tut, I'm really curious about who the little princess's pony will be."

In the Hou Mansion, Song Shuwan held the tea cup and slowly brushed aside the tea leaves above with the tea lid.

Fei Iris's eyebrows danced and said all the remarks in Jingzhong: "Princess Shizi, who do you think the little princess will choose to be the concubine?" ”

Song Shuwan took a sip of tea and raised her eyes slowly: "Who the little princess chooses to be the colt is the little princess's choice, and it has nothing to do with us." ”

Fei Kite's eyes widened: "But the princess, everyone says that the little princess is interested in the princess, and she won't ......"

"Ahem, ahem!"

At this moment, Baicao on the side suddenly coughed, and a violent cough interrupted the flying kite's unfinished words.

Song Shuwan pulled the corners of her lower lip, her eyes fell on the door, and her tone couldn't help but be a little narrow: "The prince is here today, but he is here for the rumors in Beijing?" ”

Pei Huan's face was a little ugly, but his mood was very stable: "No." ”

As the words fell, he waved the people in the room away.

"I'm here today to let you leave Beijing with me."

"Leaving Beijing?"

Song Shuwan repeated his words, and there were more doubts on her face: "Why does the prince have to leave Beijing?" ”

Pei Huan's face darkened: "Five days ago, there was a sudden flood in Mingzhou City, and the embankments on both sides of the river were washed down, hundreds of thousands of people were trapped in it, and there were heavy casualties. ”

Song Shuwan pursed her lips and looked at Pei Huan, but what she was thinking about was that the little prince was going to choose the horse.

The emperor transferred Pei Huan out of the capital at this time, perhaps because of the importance of the instrument, but the main thing was to avoid the little princess and choose a horse.

Collecting her thoughts, Song Shuwan got up and said: "There will be a plague after the flood, if the prince goes to the disaster relief, this time cannot be delayed, can the food and herbs of the imperial court be prepared?" ”

"I'm still preparing, and I can leave tomorrow at the latest."

Song Shuwan bowed: "I'll let Baicao and Flying Kite pack up their clothes." ”

The master of Qingfeng Temple was leaving, and the people underground immediately moved, and it didn't take long to pack their luggage.

Song Shuwan was entangled between Baicao and Flying Kite, and finally decided to take Flying Kite and Song Ren.

Baicao was stunned: "Why didn't the princess bring slaves?" ”

"Cunshantang needs someone who knows how to heal, and it is most suitable for you to stay in Beijing."

Song Shuwan explained simply, and saw Yue Hong walking in in the costume of the Hou Mansion's maid.

"Princess, Yue Hong also wants to go to disaster relief."

Song Shuwan's words of refusal were still in her mouth, and she suddenly remembered that the Yue family had left something, and asked, "Do you want to give away the things left by the Yue family?" ”

Yue Hong pursed her lips: "Those things were given to the princess by the Yue family, Yue Hong can't move, Yue Hong just wants to follow the princess." ”

Song Shuwan frowned slightly, and after thinking about it a few times, she decided to bring Yue Hong.

The next day, a horse-drawn cart left the capital, followed by dozens of ox carts, all loaded with grain and herbs.

"Mingzhou City is more than 300 miles away from the capital, and you have to travel for more than 20 days day and night, princess, you have to rest well, don't be tired."

Song Ren grabbed a list in his hand and said while looking at it.

Song Shuwan smiled, and suddenly saw the convoy stop, so she got up and went to the front: "Shizi, how do you feel now?" ”

Pei Huan raised his head slightly: "What do you mean?" ”

Song Shuwan was about to answer, when she suddenly heard a sound of breaking the air.

"Be careful, princess!"