Chapter 392: The Assassination of No. 25 House Twenty-Seven

Mu Yirong glanced at the drunken and hazy nineteenth prince, saluted the eldest prince, and said that he wanted to ask a thing or two.

The nineteenth prince, who was not lightly drunk, almost fell off the stone bench, he stuffed a glass of wine into Mu Yirong's hand and asked Mu Yirong to drink with him.

Mu Yirong, who couldn't shirk it, drank a glass, and the eldest prince added wine to Mu Yirong with a smile, and asked Mu Yirong what was the matter?

Mu Yirong, who put down the wine glass in his hand, glanced around at the second prince and the nineteenth prince, indicating his intention.

Hearing the name of scholar Zhongju, the eldest prince's face froze, and he first glanced at the nineteenth prince before saying, "Before you came to look for the nineteenth emperor's uncle, he had already told this prince." ”

As he spoke, he sighed, Daomu Yirong should know that this year's flood in the south has caused serious damage in many states and counties.

The imperial court allocated funds for disaster relief, but after layers of exploitation by corrupt officials and corrupt officials, the disaster relief money would not reach the victims at all.

When the eldest prince was in Shangjing for disaster relief this year, he was deeply touched, and saw the victims with yellow faces and thin muscles and ragged clothes, which made the eldest prince feel very heartbroken.

So, he moved an idea, that is, from this year's Enke exam, select a few people who are honest and willing to speak for the people, and recommend them to the imperial court.

Scholar Zhongju is quite famous in his hometown of Ningzhou, and he is upright and upright, and has helped the villagers to theorize with the government many times. With such a person, the eldest prince feels that he is no more suitable to be an official.

However, he felt that his identity was special, and the scholar Zhongju was an upright person, and he was quite high-minded, and he was worried that his private overtures to him would cause the scholar Zhongju to misunderstand.

So, he asked the eloquent Prince Nineteen to indirectly convey his thoughts, and test the tone of the scholar Zhongju to see if he had the idea of working for the welfare of the people.

It's just that he didn't think about it, the scholar Zhongju actually found the exam paper that was suspected of leaking questions, and then encountered such an unfortunate thing.

Since the eldest prince took the initiative to mention the leaked test papers, Mu Yirong took the opportunity to ask him if he knew if the leaked questions were really the questions of this year's exam?

The eldest prince shook his head helplessly, the Dao exam questions were arranged by the Hanlin Academy, and outsiders had no way of knowing.

The nineteenth prince, who was already completely drunk, began to pester Mu Yirong to drink again, and Mu Yirong hurriedly called the people of the palace to help the drunk nineteenth prince back to rest.

The nineteenth prince, who shouted that he was not drunk, kept pounced on Mu Yirong like a tiger seeing a fat sheep, and just happened to be bumped into by Ruicao, who had lost the young man in black, and immediately asked Mu Yirong: "Do you need me to knock him out?"

The Nineteenth Prince was not knocked unconscious by Seocho, he himself was drunk and his legs were weak, he sat down on the ground and fell asleep directly.

The palace servants carried him back to the room to rest, and Mu Yirong apologized to the eldest prince that he would have to delay the eldest prince for some time, and there were still a few questions to ask, hoping that the eldest prince could stay for a while.

The eldest prince who readily agreed nodded, but he didn't know much about it, so I was afraid it wouldn't help much.

Mu Yirong, who said "tired", asked the eldest prince again, can you hear anything about the leakage?

It has been nearly two days since the death of scholar Zhongju, and presumably the eldest prince should have found out some news.

The eldest prince hesitated for a long time before he sighed deeply, the matter of leaking questions from the Dao Hanlin Academy had also happened in the previous Enke exams.

But he didn't have any tangible evidence, and there had been no murder before.

The bachelors and cabinet scholars of the Hanlin Academy are all friends with the grandfather of the second prince, Shen Guogong, and the eldest prince once wanted to listen to one or two and seek justice for the students.

However, he was worried that some people would bring this matter into the party dispute, and it would be troublesome when the time came.

The eldest prince with a somewhat self-reproachful tone said that if he knew that Scholar Zhongju would be killed, he would have investigated the leak to the end before, and it was his connivance that caused Scholar Zhongju to lose his life.

The eldest prince, who kept regretting it, sighed that if someone like the scholar Zhongju was an official, he would definitely be able to help his father govern the country well.

Today's Dayan Zhou is like a beehive that has been eaten by moths, and it doesn't need to be hit hard by a sledgehammer, as long as a slightly stronger wind blows, it may be destroyed in one fell swoop.

If such a person becomes the king of a country, Dayan Zhou will definitely be able to regain his original solid and strong strength, not just a good-looking shell that looks like he is singing and dancing on the outside.

Mu Yirong was touched by the words of the eldest prince, and finally understood why there were so many people, and the eldest prince of the capital was the orthodox candidate for the future prince, and his image was indeed majestic and tall.

Seocho, who was sitting quietly on the side, rubbed his fingers against the edge of the teacup, and glanced at the eldest prince from time to time, as if he was thinking about something.

The drunken prince talked a lot to Mu Yirong, and his voice was always gentle and warm, telling about the ideals and ambitions of worrying about the country and the people, which made Mu Yirong suddenly remember that he was in the teahouse before, and the scholar Zhongju was also like this.

Late at night, the eldest prince stayed in the palace of the nineteenth prince, and when Mu Yirong and Seocho stepped out of the gate of the palace together, Seocho stopped.

Mu Yirong noticed that something was not quite right with Seocho just now, and asked her if she had found something?

"Just now in the gazebo, I smelled the scent of tung flowers. ”

The garden they were in just now was full of ginkgo trees, and the incense smoked by the nineteenth prince was sandalwood, the incense of the eldest prince was pine and cypress, and Mu Yirong had a faint smell of gardenias, and Seocho was not incense.

Mu Yirong, who frowned slightly: "I remember that the person who once attacked you in the former queen's bedroom had the fragrance of paulownia flowers on his body. ”

Seocho nodded, when she was in the dormitory of the First Imperial Palace, she was attacked by an unknown person with extraordinary martial arts.

At that time, the hall was dim, and she couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, but on his body, she smelled the fragrance of paulownia flowers.

Later, when Dali Temple and the street envoy cooperated to raid the Showa Mansion, the head of the bamboo monarch had the fragrance of paulownia flowers.

Tung flower incense is not common, is it a coincidence that this smell is here, or is there another reason?

"I want to stay. ”

The young man in black made Seocho care a lot, but Mu Yirong was a little worried about leaving Seocho alone.

Seocho reassured Mu Yirong that she would be cautious, and as she spoke, she suddenly "banged" and turned into the appearance of her own.

Looking at the white snow ball of the Ruicao, which was very conspicuous at night, Mu Yirong was even more worried.

Seocho, who instigated her little wings, reassured Mu Yirong that she would fly low along the eaves and hide with the help of trees, so that she would not be discovered.

Mu Yirong, who smiled bitterly, couldn't help but remind: "Be careful not to be pounced on by the cat." ”