Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

When he woke up the next day, Xia Chu stretched out comfortably, feeling that he was finally alive again.

While waiting for him to wash up, Mo Xiang told him that the Ninth Princess had come twice in the past few days and left a letter for him. There was also Su Qian'an, who had been looking for him for several days, and it seemed that there was something urgent.

Xia Chu waved Mo Xiang back and opened the letter from the Nine Princesses.

There are three sentences in the letter, two of which are complaints, and one sentence is left, asking him to go to the Lantern Market during the Lantern Festival. Xia Chu thought about it for a while, and wrote a letter to answer. Two horizontally and vertically are also shopping, and three are also shopping. Let's make an appointment then.

Xia Chu handed the letter to Mo Xiang to send out, and went to Hengwu Courtyard to find Hou Ye.

Seeing that he was refreshed, Hou Ye said with a smile, "I look good today."

Xia Chu pouted and said, "Father from someone else's family, before the child leaves. It's all kind of love and care. It's better to leave our house, it's all ravaged and tortured. back."

Hou Ye glared at him.

"How do you talk, what a big event is a sacrifice, how can you be so presumptuous." After speaking, he felt that the past few days had indeed made him very tired, and his tone could not help but soften two points: "There are only so many days in a year, just Stop complaining."

"I want to eat something good today."

In the beginning of Xia, this sentence is quite true. These days, the sacrifices can only be vegetarian, and there is little water in the clear soup. The man who forced him to eat meat every day was going crazy.

"Okay, I told the kitchen to cook what you like. Let's go and eat."

Xia Chu followed Hou Ye to the hall, and lunch was ready. Sure enough, today is full of meat and fishy food. Xia Chu's eyes lit up, and he pulled Hou Ye to sit down and began to feast.

After a meal, Xia Chu felt his stomach and spread out on the chair, and was very satisfied.

Hou Ye couldn't help laughing at his gluttonous expression, and only got up and went to the study when he had slowed down enough.

Xia Chu followed him to the study and cooked a pot of oolong tea. After drinking two cups of tea, he told the Hou Ye to leave and went to the Suyuan.

He was so tired these days that he couldn't even meet Su Qian'an, let alone go to the Su Yuan.

Su Qianle was very happy to see him here. After the beginning of spring, she can get out of bed and move around.

Xia Chu saw the unfinished embroidered handkerchief on the table and asked, "Isn't it asking you to cultivate more, embroidery is very easy to hurt, so don't embroider for the time being, it's better to embroider when your body is healed."

Su Qianle's gaze stopped on the unfinished veil and nodded, saying yes.

Xia Chu saw that she was not in a good mood, so he reassured him: "If you delay the speed of recovery to embroider a veil, it will not be worth the loss. When you are healthy, Qian Le can do whatever she wants."

Su Qianle's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she answered yes.

Xia Chu chatted with her for a while, then got up to leave and returned to Yunqiyuan.

As usual, Xia Chu practiced flying acupuncture in the yard. After sunset, I took a short break to accompany Lord Hou for dinner, and then dragged him to take a walk in the garden. Until Mo Xiang came to report that Su Qian'an had returned to the mansion and was looking for him. Xia Chu told Hou Ye to retire and hurried back.

Su Qianan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Xia Chu.

Entering the room, Xia Chu looked at him with a serious face, and couldn't help asking, "What happened? You are so nervous when you are looking for it so urgently."

Su Qianan took a deep breath and replied, "I haven't been able to deliver Bingwen's book to you these days, and I'm not worried about handing it to Moxiang."

Xia Chu raised his eyebrows and gestured to him, then what?

"Bingwen said that there is a big business."

"Oh?" Xia Chu took the book and started flipping through it.

"The buyer is King Mo!" Su Qianan just finished speaking, and Xia Chu just turned to it. The King of Mo, Xiao Mubai, wanted to buy news of Bai Ruofei with half of the palace's property and a token.

It is indeed a big business, but why is Xiao Mubai looking for Bai Ruofei?

Gan, Bai Ruofei turns out to be so valuable...

"Can I sell it?" Su Qianan asked, looking at Xia Chu who was thinking.

Xia Chu read the contents of the booklet, burned it, and said, "Let's go to Bingwen's place."

On the way, Su Qianan told Xia Chu that Bingwen's yard now bought four maids and four servants, living in the guest room on the south side.

The two quietly landed in front of Bingwen's bedroom.

Su Qianan gently knocked on the door and called Bingwen.

Bingwen opened the door and saw Xia Chu and Su Qianan coming together. Turn sideways to let them in, then go out and tell the little servants and maids to go back to the house, so there is no need to come and serve. He took a pot of tea and went back to the house.

While making tea for Xia Chu, Bingwen asked, "Did the young master come here after reading the book?"

"Well. King Mo's business can't be done."

Bingwen was not too surprised, and said: "Well, Bai Ruofei is also a legendary figure. He has disappeared for more than 40 years. Don't talk about us at that time, my father and the others were born. ."

Xia Chu was a little surprised, although he knew that Bai Ruofei was not too young. After all, he was already his mother's master before, but he didn't know he was so old? Xia Chu had lived with him for thirteen years, and he didn't notice it at all. Just like that, that temperament, just one stop in the capital city market. With a long body and a jade stand, it must be the master of Man Lou Hong Xiu Zhao...

Seeing that he was silent, Bingwen comforted him, "It's only natural that King Mo's business can't be done. Young master, don't be sad."

"I'm not sad." Xia Chu thought, what are you sad about? It's not that King Mo's business can't be done, it's just that it can't be done. He is now full of curiosity about how old Bai Ruofei is, has this fellow made antiseptics for himself...

"That's good, then let's pick another one." Seeing his relaxed tone, Bingwen felt relieved.

"Just sell the whereabouts of Jiangcheng's disaster relief silver tael."

"Where?" Bingwen had heard of this.

In the summer of last year, there was a flood in Jiangcheng, and the emperor allocated two million taels of silver for disaster relief. The minister of household Xu Wanjun gave the silver to Jiangzhou Governor Zhu Chenlin, and Zhu Chenlin gave the silver to Lu Mingxi, the governor of Jiangcheng Prefecture.

Lu Mingxi didn't follow the official road, and privately took the silver to the north from the river, colluded with the pirates, and swallowed the official silver. The emperor was furious when he was reported by Lu Lu, the magistrate of Anlu County. He was escorted to the capital, and the Dali Temple presided over the trial.

The case dragged on for half a year, Lu Mingxi refused to plead guilty, and Guan Yin has not been found so far. Zhu Chenlin asked for dereliction of duty and was fined his salary, and the emperor lost his patience. Counting the days, it won't be long.

"Lu Mingxi has been detained all over the house, who will buy the news." Xia Chu said puzzled.

"The person here is Qiu Zhiting, the head of the branch of the famous Anfeng Escort Bureau in Jiangzhou. He issued 500,000 taels and a seal of the Anfeng Escort Bureau."

Xia Chu nodded and said after thinking about it: "There is an abandoned Guanyin Temple a hundred miles away in the northern suburbs. Zhu Chenlin bought the land cheaply, and sent private soldiers disguised as farmers to guard the surrounding area."

"That pen Guanyin is under the Guanyin Temple?" Bingwen swallowed and asked Xia Chu.

"Exactly."

"Then I will contact Qiu Zhiting tomorrow." Bingwen asked for instructions.

"Tomorrow you go and tell that Qiu Zhiting, this news can be sold. But if Lu Mingxi can't be saved, at most it will be changed to exile."

"That's good too, at least you don't have to cut the whole door."

"Come on, why do you think the people from the Anfeng Security Bureau want to help Lu Mingxi?" Xia Chu asked as he tapped his index finger on the table.

"It's definitely closely related." Bingwen really didn't know that, and he didn't know about it when he was in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Xia Chu smiled and said: "Because, the so-called pirates are people from the Anfeng Security Bureau."