Chapter 91 I wonder if there is any news about Mr. Hou

Knowing that he intended to conceal it, Song Baoling didn't ask any more questions and continued to eat snacks in a good mood.

In the evening, Song Baichuan came back from the military camp and saw Jun Tingsheng in Song Baoling Courtyard again. Although he was unhappy, he didn't say anything.

"Ling'er, you rest earlier, dad will go back first."

Song Baichuan stayed for a while and then left. Seeing this, Jun Tingsheng also stood up and said, "Master Hou, let me see you off."

The two looked at each other and left together. Seeing that they were hiding something from her, Song Baoling was curious and followed them secretly.

"I wonder if there is any news about Mr. Hou?"

"The regent's people are watching outside the palace, and there are also his people in the palace asking for information."

Song Baichuan sighed heavily and said worriedly: "If Ling'er's pretending to be ill is exposed, I'm afraid it will only make him more suspicious."

Jun Tingsheng was also worried, but he still comforted Song Baichuan: "Master Hou, don't worry too much. Yesterday I gave Ling'er medicine that could disrupt the pulse, and Dr. Wang didn't notice any abnormalities."

"Jun Tianlin will get the news soon. I think by then he will no longer be staring at Ling'er."

However, Song Baichuan's mood did not improve. In order to allow Song Baoling to escape Jun Tianlin's poison, his move was really helpless.

Song Baoling heard the conversation between the two and finally understood the reason for pretending to be ill. Although she had never met the regent, seeing that her father and Jun Tingsheng were so vigilant, she thought they were not easy people to deal with.

Prince Regent's Palace——

At this time, Jun Tianlin was listening to a song. He went into the palace to see the queen today. After learning the results of the diagnosis and treatment by Dr. Wang, he still had doubts in his heart.

"Your Majesty."

His confidant Chai Liang hurriedly walked up to Jun Tianlin, leaned over and whispered: "Your Majesty, news came from the Song Mansion confirming that Song Baoling was seriously injured."

The spies reported the same news several times in a row, and Jun Tianlin gradually began to believe it. It was ridiculous to think that he had expectations for a child before.

"Okay, let's recruit everyone back."

"What about Song Baoling? Do we still need to keep someone under surveillance?"

Jun Tianlin put his hand on his chin and chuckled, "He's just an ignorant kid, don't worry about it."

"But Jun Tingsheng can send someone to follow him. He has already noticed the incident in Liuzhou. Don't let him ruin my king's affairs."

Chai Liang lowered his head and clasped his fists: "Yes, I will do it now."

After he left, Jun Tianlin continued to enjoy the song and was not affected at all by what happened just now.

That morning, everyone in the court was trembling with fear. Even Jun Tianlin, who had always had the right to speak, did not say a word.

"In recent days, a large number of victims have suddenly flooded into the city. My dear friends, please tell me, how should I deal with them?"

There was silence in the court hall. Jun Yelan glanced around, frowned and said solemnly: "Can't any of you civil and military officials come up with a solution?"

After the words fell, no one took the initiative to speak. Jun Yelan frowned in displeasure, "Okay, let's change the question. Can any of you answer me? Why did these victims suddenly flee to the capital?"

After a period of silence, someone finally came forward and said, "Back to Your Majesty, I have sent someone to inquire. These victims were all robbed of their property by bandits on the water downstream. As a result, their wives and children were separated, and they had to flee here after being displaced."

Jun Yelan's face was very ugly. He already knew these things and just wanted to see if anyone in the court was interested in this matter.

"Why don't local officials report the gangsters who are harming the people?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell into silence again. Upon seeing this, Jun Yelan directly said two names. The person whose name was called turned pale and tremblingly knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Are you assuming that I don't know anything?"

Jun Yelan vigorously patted the desk in front of him and said angrily: "Such a thing happened under my nose. In order to cover up the truth, the victims were driven out of the city at will, and they deceived the superiors and the inferiors. I think you have been wearing your black gauze hat for too long and forgot about it."

Why did you write the word 'loyalty'?"

The emperor was furious, and the courtiers knelt and bowed down one after another. For a moment, dark clouds filled the entire court.

No one knew what Jun Yelan was thinking, but no one dared to ask for orders to solve the water bandits' matter. The atmosphere was dull and depressing.

"It's an urgent matter now, but you can't do anything about it. What use do I need from you?!"

"I give you three days to think of a solution. If you fail, I will also hold you accountable!"

After the morning court, all the civil and military officials went home, feeling anxious all day long.

This matter is too complicated, and if you are not careful, you will lose your official position. Therefore, everyone is eagerly waiting for the success, but no one is willing to come forward.

Because of Song Baoling's pretending to be ill, Song Baichuan reasonably stayed away from the court disputes and ran between the military camp and the Song Mansion every day without worrying about anything else.

"Uncle, more and more victims are fleeing to the capital. Today the Holy Emperor is angry again and ordered all civil and military officials to find a solution as soon as possible."

Song Lianming sat on the chair with a sad face, and continued to complain to Song Baichuan: "Everyone in the court is in danger now. Even the civil servants who always like to talk nonsense don't dare to say anything."

"Uncle, the victims of the disaster fled all the way and were hungry and cold. If they continue like this, they will probably die. You said that if I take the initiative to volunteer..."

Song Baichuan frowned and raised his eyes to look at him: "Stop your thoughts as soon as possible. There are many people in the court who are more capable than you. What are you trying to do?"

Hearing this, Song Lianming felt a little unconvinced, "Isn't it just about suppressing bandits? I have been fighting with my uncle for many years. There are just a few bandits. I can solve them with a hundred people."

Song Baichuan put down the book in his hand and stared at Song Lianming seriously: "Do you think suppressing bandits is that simple? Suppressing bandits is different from going to the battlefield. The right time, place, and people are all important."

"Furthermore, I guess this matter is not simple. If someone is involved, you will only hurt yourself in the end by taking the initiative."

Song Lianming has been following Song Baichuan and accepting his teachings. Now after listening to his analysis, he feels that this statement makes sense.

But despite this, Song Lianming still went to Song Baichuan to talk to Song Baichuan about the suffering of the victims every morning after returning from court.

Song Baichuan knew what his plan was, but now the regent had set his sights on Song Baoling, and he could not leave at this time.

What's more, this matter involves a lot, and it would be better if we could not get involved.

Song Baoling is also suffering terribly. Ever since she was seriously injured and bedridden, she has been trapped in a villa and cannot come in or out. She is extremely bored every day.

"Ling'er."

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Baoling jumped out of bed excitedly, "I'm here, I'm here..."

Jun Tingsheng came in and saw her bare feet again. He frowned unhappily and walked over to pick her up.

"How many times have I told you not to walk barefoot on the ground? What if you catch a cold?"

Song Baoling snorted softly and said, "I'm not that delicate."
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