The next day, Yinzhen had just returned home from work when he heard that the steward of Prince Yu's mansion wanted to see him.

Although he had long expected Amuji to compromise, Yinzhen did not feel very happy when he finally got what he wanted.

In his heart, he actually did not want to involve Prince Yu, but his second brother said that no one born in the royal family could stay out of it. Even if Prince Yu made up his mind not to get involved, others would not let go of the support of Prince Yu's Mansion.

Otherwise, Baotai would not be able to join that group of people.

Yinzhen sighed slightly.

Who in this court can truly keep himself out of trouble?

Thinking of Yinzhi who was still recuperating at home, Yinzhen's face became even colder.

The rest is simple.

Prince Yu bought the more than 600 acres of wasteland from Prince Ping Nerfu at the price of 20 taels of silver per acre.

In fact, in areas far away from Kyoto, the price of an acre of good farmland is only about seven or eight taels of silver, but in places close to Kyoto, there are many people who sell an acre of good farmland for thirty to thirty-five taels of silver.

On the day Prince Yu received the land deed, he sent it to the Fourth Prince's residence.

So after a few days, construction of houses began in the southern suburbs.

Yinreng first recruited some strong laborers from the slums, and at the same time asked the craftsmen from the Ministry of Works to settle in the county town near Kyoto to find a suitable place to build a kiln for firing blue bricks.

Since we want to build a house, we have to do it in one step and build a house with blue bricks and tiles.

If we build some adobe houses, they may collapse after a few heavy snowfalls, which would force these poor people into a desperate situation.

Yinreng could not do such a despicable thing.

As for whether the imperial court would suffer any loss by distributing these large blue brick and tile houses to the people for free, Yinreng felt that it would not happen at all.

If the land in the outer city's slums were utilized, it would be much more valuable than the residential areas built in the outer city...

The Ministry of Works was working in full swing, but Prince Ping Nerfu was not in a very good mood.

He was drinking with his relatives in a restaurant when he heard that the land he sold to Prince Yu had finally fallen into the hands of the Crown Prince.

The person who mentioned this to him was a bastard from a branch of the Tong family, who also seemed to be here for a social event.

When Nerfu heard this, the smell of alcohol on his face instantly disappeared.

He grabbed the man and asked him about the whole story with a gloomy face. Then he stopped drinking and went to Prince Yu's mansion in anger.

Because Prince Yu had instructed the doorman in advance, Nerfu had a smooth journey to the central hall. The butler who led the way for him wanted to pour him a cup of tea, but he impatiently scolded him and sent him away.

Prince Yu did not let him wait long, and arrived at the central hall in the time it took him to drink a cup of tea. When Nerfu saw Prince Yu, he stood up directly, even ignoring the greeting. He asked with a grim expression,

"Uncle Prince Yu, I have never offended you before, right? Why are you trying to trick me like this?"

Prince Yu only felt a whiff of alcohol coming towards him, causing him to frown unconsciously.

"Trick you? Where did you get that from?"

"Uncle Wang, do you really have to play dumb? Shouldn't Uncle Wang give me an explanation for that piece of land in the southern suburbs?"

"An explanation? I paid for the land, and you sold it for money. It was a consensual thing. Now you come to me and ask for an explanation. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Prince Yu stared at Nerfu coldly, his eyes full of hostility.

But Nerfu was also angry and had drunk some wine, so he didn't notice Prince Yu's abnormality at all.

"What do you mean by a matter of mutual consent? If I had known that you bought that piece of land for the prince, I would never have sold it to you!"

Nerf's face flushed with anger.

"I don't believe that Uncle Yu doesn't know about the conflict between me and the Crown Prince!"

Prince Yu snorted coldly.

"I know, so what?"

Nerfu was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said in disbelief,

"Uncle Prince Yu, could it be that you did this on purpose?"

Prince Yu had a stern expression and remained silent.

In Nerfu's eyes, this was a complete consent.

He was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Uncle Prince Yu, I believe I haven't offended you, right? Why would you help the Crown Prince to trick me like this? Could it be that you're on the Crown Prince's side?"

"What a guy who has never offended this king!"

When this was mentioned, Prince Yu's face turned completely dark.

"I'm asking you, where were you five days ago in the afternoon?"

Nerfu was stunned, and the anger in his body also stopped.

Five days ago, he, Hua Qi, Bao Tai, and a group of noble sons were listening to stories in Fushun Teahouse. That place was not a brothel, so they thought that Uncle Yu would not interfere in the matter at all.

But I didn't expect that Uncle Prince Yu would find out so quickly.

The anger in Nerfu's heart disappeared in an instant, and he even felt a little guilty.

"Uncle Prince Yu, Hua Qi and I asked Bao Tai to go out for tea, nothing else."

"What about Zuichunlou half a month ago? How do you explain it?"

Nerfu's eyes rolled around twice, but he didn't dare to answer.

Zuichunlou is not some brothel...it is a place where famous and elegant Han people form a poetry club.

It’s just that...those “celebrities and scholars” all have inextricable ties with Prince An’s Mansion.

Nerfu wanted to defend himself stubbornly, but seeing Prince Yu's furious and distorted face, he didn't dare to speak in the end.

He understood that since Prince Yu could ask so directly, he had already found out the purpose of their taking Baotai out.

The more he argued, the angrier Prince Yu became.

"I only have Baotai and Baoshou as my children. Since you have the guts to plot against him, you should also be aware of the consequences if I find out!"

Prince Yu gave him a glare.

"This is just the beginning. Go tell Malhun that whatever he plotted against Baotai, I will pay him back exactly as he deserves!"

"Now……"

Prince Yu pointed to the door.

"roll!"

Seeing this, Nerfu dared not delay and almost crawled out of Prince Yu's Mansion.

Prince Yu looked at his back, and the anger in his heart not only did not dissipate, but instead tended to intensify.

If the Fourth Prince hadn't come to remind him, he wouldn't have known that Baotai was involved with Hua Qi and the others.

The Eighth Prince and Guo Luoluo haven't even gotten married yet, and these guys are already jumping up and down! If you say that there is no Marhun behind this, he won't believe it even if he is beaten to death.

This old guy Malhun has a big appetite!

The same goes for Baotai. It was obvious that the two of them had a very unpleasant quarrel on the Wanshou Festival two years ago. Baotai even threatened to teach Huaqi a lesson in the future, but now he is actually getting together with him again. What a loser!

After Prince Yu calmed down, he began to think about how to make things difficult for Marhun and others.

On the other side, after leaving Prince Yu's Mansion, Nerfu immediately rushed to Prince An's Mansion.

Prince An, Malhun, was admiring his newly acquired calligraphy and paintings in his study. When he heard that Nerfu had arrived, he was somewhat delighted.

So without thinking too much, he asked the servant to bring Nerfu directly to the study.

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