Chapter 217 Beggar
Shen Ning didn't expect that the final question would point to the missing Mr. Liu.
"...Only Mr. Liu can copy everyone's handwriting. Through the King of Jin, he probably knows all the princes very well."
After seeing Youshi, Jia Zhen came and reported the situation to his mother, "The emperor has ordered Mr. Dong to find Mr. Liu and Prince Jin at all costs."
Until now, he still felt incredible, "Mother, do you think this Mr. Liu is someone sent by the previous dynasty or the north to disrupt the situation?"
This? Regardless of whether it was true or not, Shen Ning respected him as a hero.
The Qing Dynasty, which had retreated to the Black Mountains and White Waters, was fighting fiercely with the Russians and probably had no time to disrupt the situation in Dazhao.
As for the previous dynasty...
It's not impossible, but if they really did it, the plan could have been more perfect and the noise could have been bigger.
"Don't think about it."
Shen Ning said: "Whatever the Emperor and Master Dong say, that's it!"
Today it was the military commander who was involved, who would it be tomorrow? Shen Ning was afraid that the emperor had also intervened in this matter, after all, he was the one who benefited the most.
Today, those who should jump out from the Imperial Guards and the Dragon Guards, whether they were from the retired emperor or the princes, all jumped out.
After dealing with them, the Imperial Guards and Dragon Guards will basically be his people from now on.
"There's no need to tell the old lady of the West Mansion about Mr. Liu's affairs."
They guessed all this through the thief.
"You did a great job!"
Jia Zhen was able to rush to the palace to report the news to the emperor as soon as possible, which showed his loyalty to the emperor.
From now on, no matter how turbulent the political situation was, it had nothing to do with the Jia family.
"That's what a son should do."
Jia Zhen hadn't heard his mother praise him for a long time, and he couldn't help but raise his head, "The emperor and Lord Dong also praised their son. My son will go to the ancestral hall to burn incense for the ancestors and father in a while."
His father died, and he is the head of the family, so he has to stand on his own feet.
Having experienced family changes and several life and death experiences, Jia Zhen has gradually realized the truth that it is better to rely on oneself than on others.
In the past, when his parents were not at home and he inherited a low title, he unconsciously wanted to rely on the West Mansion.
Although Second Uncle Zheng was only a fifth-rank official in the Ministry of Works, he was also the only one with a real job in the entire Jia family.
So, he praised it, and his clan also praised it.
Who would have thought that Second Uncle Zheng would be such a person? Sometimes when Jia Zhen thought back on the past, he couldn't believe what the result would be if this family relied on Second Uncle Zheng.
Fortunately, his mother came back.
"Mother! When we are done with this, what do you think the Emperor will reward us with?"
Shen Ning frowned, "...You want to enter the court?"
“No, no, no!”
He's doing fine at home.
Rong'er is very good at studying and martial arts! Jia Zhen doesn't want to delay his son.
Although there were uncles, aunts, brothers and other people from aristocratic families who were in the court at the same time, they could never reach high positions.
This was also the reason why his father was a white-robed assistant and did not hold an official position when his grandfather was alive.
"My son is used to being undisciplined. He is definitely not suitable for the court."
His parents are both powerful people. Just look at how he behaves in front of them and you'll know. If someone like him were to go to the court, he might be beaten to death without even knowing how he died.
"My son thought that after this incident, a group of people in the court would probably fall. If the emperor rewards me with a farm or something, that would be great."
The majority of their family’s income comes from their official land.
But as for the official land and hereditary title, it's fine if they still exist, but if they don't, they have to be returned.
Although many families had already occupied official land by various means, Jia Zhen, who had experienced the death of his grandfather and the departure of his parents, felt that when you have the ability to occupy official land, it is not a crime. However, when you are powerless, your past sins may become a knife to kill yourself and your family.
Jia Zhen used to go with the flow, and even thought that since it was like this anyway, there was no way to escape it, he would stop struggling and just enjoy himself first, but now...
He's going to have a baby again.
His mother is getting old, his sister is still young, and his son will be in mourning next year, so he cannot get married. Any future children will be even younger. As the pillar of the family, he has to think more about the future livelihood of his children and grandchildren.
"You should accept whatever the emperor rewards you. Don't think too much about everything."
For the emperor, a simple heir to Ningguo Mansion should be more to his liking.
Shen Ning was also helpless.
In the Dream of the Red Chamber, Jia Zhen is also a man of some talent, but his actions are too absurd.
now……
Shen Ning sighed in his heart, "Since someone is going to be unlucky, and since you want to buy a farm, then just wait. After some people's property is confiscated, the farm and other things will eventually be released by the government."
In this era, one person may very likely bring down an entire clan.
Tomorrow the capital may face even bigger storms than today.
In fact, tonight is indeed a sleepless night.
Countless officials with guilty consciences are worried that they will be implicated by the masters they once served.
Now that the emperor has fallen, no one can stop him from doing whatever he wants.
There is a group of people who have always supported the emperor in the general direction. Whoever falls tomorrow will be the one to be promoted.
Late at night, the emperor dragged his heavy steps to the Kunning Palace.
He has a headache.
Whenever he had a headache, the queen would massage him, and it would always provide relief.
"Your Majesty..., are you having a headache about how to deal with Prince Jing and the others?"
Those small groups of imperial guards who rebelled drew their swords because of them.
"yes!"
The emperor didn't know whether to sigh or be thankful.
Dong Xiaoquan sent over a lot of other things. If they really cared about it, all the brothers who had entered the clan affairs office would be doomed.
And in the court...
Once upon a time, he wanted to suppress them all.
But when that day really came, the emperor hesitated again.
Mr. Liu, who was responsible for this incident, has not been found. Was it him who did it himself with the help of King Jin's men, or was there someone behind it... and others, it's hard to say.
He is the emperor, but in this matter, he seems to have passively become a knife in the hands of others.
"My father had a second stroke during their quarrel. Just this one act of being unfilial is enough to make them suffer."
What's more, there are others.
Although according to Taizu's last words, he could not take their lives directly, but there were many things he could do.
There are also people who died in confinement in historical books.
"I really want to punish them, but the person hiding behind them..."
"I see."
The queen massaged his head while saying, "You are mainly worried about the people behind you. But regardless of whether you are worried or not, I think that this is a rare opportunity, and you should deal with your brother Jingwang and the others as you should.
This is not only an explanation to the emperor, but also an explanation to the subjects of the world, and even more so to yourself."
“…”
The emperor sighed.
"Didn't we agree long ago that we would open Enke next year?"
The Queen continued, "Those in the court who rely on others, who are in office but do nothing, who have no ability at all and can only stir up trouble everywhere, and those who call themselves gentlemen, who always speak in a condescending manner, who speak like saints but never talk about propriety, righteousness, and shame, such as that Censor Zheng..."
Baofeng’s sister died, why can’t the couple do anything?
The queen hated that man deeply.
As the head of the harem, she could not interfere with the previous dynasty, but Zheng was in charge of the royal family affairs and used the title of the emperor to pressure them...
"I don't care about other people, but that Censor Zheng is not a good person. If you can't find any fault with him, you can find a reason to let him go home and eat his own food and take care of his own family."
"……Hahaha!"
The emperor was amused by her and said, "I'll listen to you."
He swore a vow after Sister Baofeng passed away.
What's more, the man named Zheng is just a fake gentleman.
"You don't know yet, do you? Recently, rumors in the market say that the man who got promoted, got rich, and lost his wife is talking about him."
Ah? The queen is in the deep palace, how can she be so well-informed about the outside world? She couldn't help but sit down and asked with shining eyes, "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"
"Well, this is probably related to the Jia family."
The emperor laughed, "When Jia She rushed to Yansui to rescue his sister, didn't he beat all the men over the age of twelve in the Min family? Not long after Zheng Yushi impeached him and Jia Lian, there were rumors from teahouses and taverns that he had two wives who had died before him, and both left a lot of dowry after their death."
There is such a thing?
When the queen heard this, her eyes widened with anger.
As a woman, she empathizes with women more.
In official circles, many bad men leave their wives in their hometowns to take care of their parents and families, while they themselves take concubines one after another in the capital.
This is extremely disgusting to the Queen.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I have already checked it out. I will take this opportunity to beat him up."
"You said it yourself, so it must be counted."
"Of course!"
The emperor comforted the queen.
"Okay, I don't have anything to do here. Why don't you take a break and be in a good mood tomorrow to scold those useless people?"
“Haha, yes!”
With the queen around, he felt at peace.
The emperor followed the queen to the inner room with a smile.
What about tomorrow? Let’s talk about it tomorrow! …
Although there were more soldiers patrolling early in the morning, it didn't look much different from usual.
The people who had peeked in through the crack in the door each had their own things to do, and finally walked out of the door.
Once you have one, there will be a second.
As a result, the capital city gradually became lively again.
But no one noticed that there was a beggar who was beaten to death outside the Confucius Temple in South City.
King Jin was thrown out.
Eight of his fingers were chopped off, his voice was made hoarse by the poison, and one of his eyes was blinded.
Although my right eye is intact, I still can't see clearly.
The King of Jin wanted to ask for help, but who would care? The passers-by were in a hurry and no one stopped for him.
He lay there drowsy, but still wanted to know what was happening in the palace.
Although his father has fallen, he still has his mother.
If mother could listen to more of his stories, she would definitely realize that it was Mr. Liu who was behind this.
His mother once told him that Liu Yuan must be kept under close watch.
Blame him for not listening!
King Jin regretted it, but it was too late to regret it now.
He's in pain all over now.
But obviously, he couldn't die.
Just like Liu Yuan said, he had a good physical foundation before.
Prince Jin crawled hard on the ground, trying to bask in the sun.
He had no hands to write and could not speak, but he still had teeth and could hold the pen. When he got better, he would see someone writing letters and borrow a pen and ink. As long as he wrote, he would be fine.
From a distance, Liu Yuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw him like that.
"Sir, your portrait is posted at the city gate. All men passing by are subject to key inspection."
"Well, let's check it out!"
Liu Yuan didn't want to leave now.
He also wanted to hear the death of the retired emperor, and the misfortune to Prince Jing and his people.
“Am I the same now as I was then?”
He shaved his beard, added a few moles on his face, and wore a short shirt.
Not only that, I also applied a slightly toxic drug on my lips, and now they look a lot thicker than before.
"It's a little different, but the people who stand guard at the city gates to check on people are all very experienced captains of police from Shuntian Prefecture."
The old man spoke in a low voice, "Also, I just received news that Shuntian Prefecture is going to check everyone by household."
Although they can also forge some relatives' identities, Lord Dong of Shuntian Prefecture is not a pushover.
Since he knew that Mr. Liu was good at copying and making seals, he would definitely be prepared in this regard.
"Okay, I understand."
Mr. Liu waved his hand and went to Ningrong Street as usual.
He also has a hiding place in the back street of Ningguo Mansion.
The Ning and Rong mansions have a good reputation and are now trusted by the emperor. Even if Dong Xiaoquan's people want to investigate, I don't think they will be that strict.
Besides, his current job is to sell night-blower incense.
Haha, how many people would check if the night fragrance is turned upside down?
After entering the back street, Liu Yuan's waist seemed to bend up unconsciously.
The sun was shining brightly today, so Shen Ning went up to Tianxiang Tower again.
The situation in the court is unclear. Although I know it is useless to worry about it, but knowing that something is going to happen today, I will definitely come up to take a look.
At this time, in Shoukang Palace, the emperor who had suffered a second stroke woke up.
When he ate again, he could no longer open and close his mouth as he did in the past few days.
He was mad at his sons.
One by one, they were all fooled, and they still had the nerve to come to him and cry and make a scene? He was a hero all his life, how could he have given birth to these things?
His whole family was fooled, and now they still don't know who fooled them? It's a great shame! The emperor couldn't swallow this breath, and wanted to call the emperor, but his brothers were all here, so he didn't come.
After finally coming, she scolded her sons in front of him.
Who are you scolding?
She was clearly still scolding him.
The retired emperor originally wanted his sons to support him, but he didn't expect that one by one, they all became weak in front of the emperor.
He suffered a second stroke because he was so angry.
But now...
The emperor regretted it again. He shouldn’t be angry!
The emperor did that, obviously to make him angry again, he - fell into the trap! The emperor was speechless, and winked at Dai Quan several times, hoping that this big companion who had accompanied him through so many ups and downs for so many years could help him speak, but what was the result?
This person pretends to know nothing.
The emperor's mouth was pried open and a mouthful of porridge was put into his mouth.
He had to swallow it. If he didn't, his trachea would be choked and he would be the one to suffer.
The emperor ate obediently.
But before he was full of porridge, another bowl of black medicine juice was brought to him.
"Your Majesty, please take your medicine."
The Emperor: “…”
He had been taking medicine, but why did he have a second stroke?
He didn't want to drink it, but a spoonful of medicine was already delivered to his mouth.
His mouth was pried open again.
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