Chapter 133 A Real Wild Wolf
The news that Fang Chengchuan was sentenced to immediate execution soon reached the Fang family. Fang Zhiyuan vomited blood and fell into a coma.
When Fang also learned about this, she felt dizzy and almost fainted.
"How could this happen? Everything was fine, how could it turn out like this..."
Lu Yingxi had no attachment to her uncle, but when something happened to her uncle, she lost another supporter.
She said hatefully, "Lu Zhiran, it's all that little bitch's fault! Ever since she got back from divorce, our lives have been getting worse and worse. She's just born to be our unlucky!"
Fang's eyes were filled with hatred, and she felt no sensation as her nails dug into her flesh.
The mother and daughter were cursing each other wildly behind closed doors, but Lu Zhiran was leisurely pruning flowers in her yard, in a particularly good mood.
The account book that killed Fang Chengchuan was sent by her to Xiao Yanci.
She knew that Xiao Yanci could make the most of the account book, and he did not disappoint her.
But in fact, the account book was not made by her, and she did not have the ability to get such detailed accounts.
This came from an unexpected person - Fang Chengyu, the illegitimate son of the Fang family.
When he was born, a Taoist priest predicted that this boy had a difficult fate and might bring unrest to the Fang family. As a result, he had a very difficult life in the Fang family, and both mother and son suffered a lot.
He relied on his own hard work to pass the imperial examination and enter the Hanlin Academy. Only then did Fang Zhiyuan notice this son, but he still did not change his prejudice against him. Instead, he felt that his son was too outstanding and overshadowed the legitimate son Fang Chengchuan.
Fang Chengyu was deliberately suppressed and has been staying in the Hanlin Academy for many years without any chance of promotion.
In the Fang family, he was like an invisible man, ignored by everyone.
But no one expected that this was a real wild wolf.
He hid his fangs and observed the Fang family calmly, collecting the evidence of their crimes, waiting for the right moment to give them a fatal blow.
In the previous life, when Lu Zhiran was dying, it was heard that he had brought down the Fang family with his own efforts.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and Lu Zhiran is very happy to cooperate with such people.
He is indeed a smart man. Lu Zhiran tentatively extended an olive branch, and the other party immediately accepted it.
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The Taichang Temple underwent a major purge.
This year, arrangements had been made for the Taimiao sacrifices, and the official in charge of purchasing the items used the same old tricks again. However, before he could get any money, he was arrested as an example.
In the end, most officials, including the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, were purged, demoted, or had their salaries fined. Those officials who were lucky enough to be spared were also in danger.
The Sixth Prince's party took the opportunity to place their own people in, which had been very smooth in the past, but this time it had to be handed over to Emperor Defeng for approval. In the end, only two people were placed in some unimportant positions.
Although Xiao Yanqing was angry, he felt a little more at ease because Xiao Yanci did not place his own people there.
Zhao Shuning has been extremely careful in serving Concubine Li recently, but he still gets into trouble with her.
"I will not promote useless people. You can't share my worries. There are many people who can do that."
Zhao Shuning's heart tightened, "I will do my best to relieve the imperial concubine's worries."
Concubine Li fiddled with the bright red Dankou in her hand with a cold expression.
"Anyone can talk big, but I won't fall for it."
Since leaving Yuxiu Palace, Zhao Shuning's brows have never relaxed.
The Sixth Prince has countless staff members, and the Xuanping Marquis Mansion can only be regarded as the most inconspicuous and last-ranked one.
Now that the Sixth Prince has temporarily lost his power, it is the best opportunity to offer advice.
If you fail to seize the opportunity, it will be difficult to be reused in the future.
The last time she discussed it with Chu Yian, they didn't come to any conclusion. Now her sense of urgency reached its peak.
Back at Qingdai Pavilion, Biying stepped forward to serve, with a look of wanting to say something but hesitant.
Zhao Shuning was impatient. "Just say what you want to say. Why are you hesitating?"
Biying then spoke softly, "Madam, I received a letter from home. My brother said that a strange disease has recently broken out in Xiping. More and more people are falling ill, and the symptoms are mostly palpitations, shortness of breath, and fatigue, exactly the same as what Steward Nie described last time..."
Zhao Shuning's heart skipped a beat. He snatched the letter from her hand and read it quickly.
Biying looked at her anxiously, "Madam, what is going on? Does this really have nothing to do with your original prescription?"
Zhao Shuning glanced at her with a fierce look. Biying was so frightened that she trembled and dared not speak.
"Keep this to yourself! If you dare to mention it to anyone, I won't let you off!"
Biying nodded hesitantly.
She held the letter in her hand, and her already irritable mood was shrouded in a deep gloom.
Zhao Shuning was originally very confident in her prescription, but at this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little hesitant and doubtful.
If this matter is really related to his prescription, then it would be a serious matter.
She had to find a way to check it out.
He hurried out of the mansion, but unexpectedly met Chu Yian halfway.
He was also walking in a hurry, but there was a hint of excitement on his face.
"Shuning, there is good news."
Zhao Shuning hid the letter in his sleeve and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Let's go to the study and talk."
When the two of them arrived at the study, Chu Yian took out something and placed it on the desk.
It was a fist-sized thing, like a sweet potato, but with yellow skin.
"What is this?"
Chu Yian said seriously, "This is a potato, brought back from overseas by merchant ships. I've tasted it, and it tastes good and is very filling. It can be used as a staple food instead of grain."
Zhao Shuning still frowned, not understanding what he meant.
Chu Yian's voice was filled with excitement. "I've inquired about it. This plant is very easy to grow, and most importantly, it has a very high yield, up to 3,000 kilograms per mu!"
When Zhao Shuning heard this number, his eyes lit up instantly.
"really?"
"I've never planted it myself, so I can't guarantee its authenticity. But we can have someone try it out. If it's really as the merchant said, we can present it to the Sixth Prince. This would be a great achievement for the Marquisate!"
Zhao Shuning's eyes suddenly lit up surprisingly.
"Where did you get this?"
"A soldier mentioned during a casual chat that a merchant ship had returned from overseas, bringing back a lot of new foreign goods. I went to take a look after my shift. No one was interested in this item, so I asked a few more questions out of curiosity. I never expected to get a pleasant surprise."
Zhao Shuning asked a more crucial question, "How long will it take to harvest this?"
Chu Yian said: "It will take at least two months."
The light in Zhao Shuning's eyes faded a little, and she shook her head, "Two months, too slow."
Chu Yian also knew this, but this was the growth habit of this thing and no one could change it.
Zhao Shuning already had other thoughts in his mind.
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