Chapter 170 Touched her bottom line

A few days later.

Jiang Xian looked at the letter handed over by his subordinates, glanced at it, checked it, then folded it again and handed it back to Ling Yuan: "Okay."

Lingyuan then said: "Then I will send someone to put it into the bamboo cover in a while."

The so-called shielding bamboo is a cylinder about a foot long. There is a small opening about three inches square at the top, which allows the whistleblower to stuff a piece of paper with the contents of the disclosure into the cylinder, which is used to report those who seek power for personal gain.

In fact, most reports now use a xiàng cylinder, which can only go in but not get out. If someone secretly throws the report slip in, they can use an iron bar to hook it out or smash the cylinder into pieces.

There was only one censor named Li in the imperial court who felt that if the cannon was placed majestically next to the government office, confidentiality would be poor and the whistleblower would be wary. It was better to place it in a remote alley under bamboo cover to avoid people's eyes and ears and facilitate reporting.

What Jiang Xian reported in this letter was the Plum Blossom Case last year. There has been no conclusion to this case, and no new cases have appeared for a long time. The government has gradually relaxed and stopped taking care of it.

If Xiao Huairen had not offended her, she would not have alerted the enemy and bothered to meddle in such nosy matters.

Ling Yuan took the paper and waited for Jiang Xian's instructions. Jiang Xian was about to nod, but after thinking for a moment, he said: "Go there in person after dark, meet Li Yushi, take the letter away, and then leave."

Li Yushi was a very special being. Other courtiers would definitely stay away from reporting the prince's report. However, Li Yushi was upright and pedantic, and his eyes would never tolerate sand.

Moreover, the emperor was extremely tolerant to him, probably because he felt that the existence of Li Yushi further proved that he was a wise emperor.

As long as Li Yushi gets this information, it will be enough for Xiao Huairen to drink a pot.

What's more, although Xiao Huairen is the crown prince and cannot be deposed so easily, someone must take the blame for this matter. Xiao Yuling, who is in charge, is a choice, as is Qian Xuechao, who is also a member of the prince's party and has dirty hands.

Xiao Huairen and Qian Xuechao touched Jiang Xian's bottom line. No matter who he could get rid of first, Jiang Xian didn't stop to catch them all.

at night.

As usual, Li Yushi went to see if there was any paper in the bamboo screen he had set up in the alley, but suddenly he saw a black figure flashing past.

Li Yushi scratched his head, looked around a few times, and then walked back to the place where the bamboo was placed.

Before he even got closer, he saw the paper overflowing from the bamboo cover.

He twitched the corners of his mouth.

Is this because there are too many reports, or too many words in one message?

When he got all the papers in Zhidhu, Li Yushi was even more surprised. Usually the report he saw should be "What did so-and-so do" - but this time, it was complete enough to include evidence everywhere.

Listed for him.

It was as if the other party just wanted to tell the emperor about it through his mouth. But he didn't care, since his duty was to report the matter anyway.

Li Yushi was still a little curious, so he sat down on the floor and looked at each one one by one. His face became darker and darker as he looked, and he frowned and shook his head repeatedly.

Narrow-minded and ungrateful! All these things were actually done by a prince!

If the world is handed over to such stubborn people, the country will be in danger!

This is no small matter, and Li Yushi is not a person who doesn't know how to advance and retreat. What is said on the paper needs to be examined one by one by him.

Li Yushi folded the pieces of paper, stuffed them into his sleeves, and walked out of the alley in anger.

What he didn't know was that after he left, Ling Yuan came from the darkness and scanned the scene for any flaws.

After confirmation, Lingyuan went back to resume his life.

Next, they just have to wait for news from Li Yushi.

…

The Qingming Festival in the twenty-seventh year of Xinghong was on the second day of March. Daughters of this dynasty were not allowed to pay homage to their ancestors and visit their ancestors' graves. Marquis Jiangping and his wife only took Jiang Yan to the Jiang family's ancestral graves.

Although Jiang Sheng complained about this custom and felt that it was definitely a bad habit, she still enjoyed her leisure time. This was to prevent the ancestors of the Jiang family from finding out that she was not their granddaughter and scaring her in her dreams.

She slept until midnight that day. She slept for too long, and when she woke up, she suddenly felt soreness in her back and she was still sleepy.

Looking at Shan Nai combing his hair next to the copper mirror, Jiang Sheng raised his hand to rub his eyes and asked casually: "Do you think I am fat?"

Shan Nai used a white jade comb to comb Jiang Sheng's long hair down, and the hair spread along the teeth of the comb: "No, and the slave girl seems to be thinner when she looks at her."

Shanna gestured: "Look, this long-tasseled palace ribbon is even longer."

Jiang Sheng was about to speak, but couldn't help but yawned, and then responded: "Really?"

In fact, Jiang Sheng doesn't feel that she is fat, nor does she feel that she is thin, but she sleeps too much every day.

From five or six hours to six or seven hours, I actually slept for eight hours last night.

No pig sleeps like this.

Seemingly sensing Jiang Sheng's doubts, Shan Zhi smiled and said, "Miss, she has indeed been a little lazy recently."

"But it's normal to take a nap in spring, autumn, and winter."

Jiang Sheng lowered his eyes, hidden by his long eyelashes.

Shan Nai finally inserted an inverted lotus hairpin into her bun, tidied it up, and went to Yunyan Pavilion with Shan Zhi.

Jiang Sheng studied her needle crossbow in the courtyard.

This needle crossbow is indeed a good thing. Although its accuracy is not good, the needle crossbow can fire five needles at a time, and the area of ​​​​the person is so large, it can always hit a few needles.

Jiang Sheng aimed at the newly made target in front of him. As soon as the needle flew out and sank into the straw-covered board, he heard a crisp and curious voice coming from the side: "What is this?"

It's Qiao Zhi.

Jiang Sheng was a little surprised. When Qiao Zhi came to the Hou Mansion, most of the time he would submit the post first. He would not go directly to Yusheng Courtyard.

The mother-in-law who brought Qiao Zhi over saluted and said, "Girl, my servant happened to see Cousin Qiao getting off the carriage at the concierge, so she brought Cousin over."

Jiang Sheng nodded: "It's okay, you go and do your work first."

When the mother-in-law heard this, she withdrew.

Qiao Zhi walked in with a smile, as if he could see her doubts: "My parents, aunt, and others have all gone to the ancestral home. Only my sister and I are in the house. My sister is embroidering tiger-head shoes for my unborn nephew. She doesn't like me."

Too nagging..."

Qiao Zhi spread his hands: "I'm bored staying in my own yard, so I had to come and play with you."

And according to previous years, the ancestral home is not far or close, but it is too much to go back and forth in one day. The elders will definitely have to rest for a night before coming back.

Qiao Zhi leaned over and glanced at the needle crossbow in Jiang Sheng's hand: "I thought my aunt and uncle should also go to worship their ancestors. Aren't you bored alone?

She raised her eyebrows proudly: "It just so happens that I'm here to accompany you. See how considerate I am."

The needle of the crossbow was quenched with medicine. Jiang Sheng was afraid of accidental injury, so he put it away when he saw Qiao Zhi coming.

Qiao Zhi didn't care and asked instead: "How did you say you were going to open a bookstore last time?"

Jiang Sheng replied: "I asked, the matter needs to be reported to the Beijing Office first, but the address has not been chosen yet, so I am not in a hurry to go through the formalities."

"As for the location... there are a few empty shops in Yahang, but they are either too small to hold a few books, or the rent is too high because of the good location."

None of them are suitable.

The budget for building a building on flat land is even higher. It's not that Jiang Sheng can't afford it, but it's just unnecessary. If the bookstore can't make back its capital in three to five years, it makes no sense.

Qiao Zhi rolled his eyes: "Oh."

After a moment of pause, Qiao Zhi suddenly whispered: "Isn't there a bookstore in the south of the city? I want to ask them if they accept manuscripts."

Jiang Sheng tilted his head.

In the south of the city...the green-level bookstore?
Chapter completed!