In September in Beijing, a rain made it a bit cooler.

A group of people came running on the road. When they saw the cover on the roadside in front, one of them reined up his horse.

"Look, that's Taipingju. Their tofu is unique." He shouted, "Let's go over there and make it sharp."

Everyone nodded with some curiosity. Just as the group was about to pass, someone on the side of the road called out to them.

"Don't go, don't go, you can't go now." The passerby waved his hand and said.

The group of people were a little surprised and confused.

"Why can't we go?" they asked.

"You people from out of town don't know, Taipingju is in a lawsuit now," a passerby said.

The man laughed after hearing this.

"Oh, what are you afraid of getting into a lawsuit?" he said.

This statement surprised his companions.

"Aren't you afraid of getting sued?" they asked.

"You don't know, Taipingju has King Kong in charge." The man said, "It's not like we didn't get into lawsuits before, but in the end everything was fine."

Companions nodded.

"Not necessarily this time." A passerby shook his head and said, "This time King Kong meets the Emperor."

Emperor?

The group looked at each other in astonishment. After looking at each other and listening to what the passerby said, they immediately reined in the horses' heads and galloped away along the road without hesitation.

Although people coming and going on the road no longer come to Taiping Juli as before, Taiping Juli is not deserted either.

There were several tables of people sitting in the hall, including ordinary people, businessmen, and a few scholars. They were all eating, drinking, and laughing. Although their identities were different, the content of the jokes was all about the big boss of Taipingju and Maoyuan.

The confrontation between the mountain brothers and the imperial court.

Because of the rumors that Mrs. Cheng was a disciple of Taoist Li Zhenren, the people naturally sided with her.

"I don't even think about it. He is a direct disciple of Master Li. How could he tell lies?"

"Yes, but it's true that the imperial court can even deceive the disciples of gods, and we common people have no way to survive."

Hearing the low voices and laughter of some people here, several businessmen at the other table shook their heads.

"...Why can't you cheat me? How many secret skills do the immortal disciples have in their hands? It's all money..."

"...So no matter how great the name is, it has no foundation..."

"...It's not like I have no foundation. I am also the son of an official.."

"…. There are so many officials, so her background doesn’t matter. Once something happens, she won’t be able to help. There won’t even be anyone to help. Instead, everyone will be implicated…"

Hearing the conversation of the businessmen, the scholars nodded.

"This is indeed one aspect. For people without roots, fame is like a knife that can be hung. In the end, it will only hurt yourself when it falls." A scholar said.

"But what's going on?" said another.

"What the matter is, it's just a matter of mouth." A person said with a smile while holding a tea bowl.

"But look at now..." The scholar said before, raising his chin slightly to signal to the others in the hall, "On the streets and alleys, people are yelling at the imperial court. I don't know how useful these many mouths are."

"Not only the common people, many officials also spoke for Mrs. Cheng. I am afraid that the lady lived very comfortably in the prison of Yushitai. The reason why was just for the favor of the fairy lady. This is the case with everyone in the world.

If someone is kind to you, then you can say that he is doing good to you. There is no reason to argue."

The noise and laughter in the hall floated through the window to the second floor, making Saturday Lang even more irritable.

"It's better to just close the door. Why open the door to invite these people to talk nonsense?" He said angrily and threw the wine bowl in his hand on the table.

"At that time, I closed the door and said that I had to close the business for three days due to family matters. How could I not keep my word? Isn't this really a threat to the government?" Qin Shisanlang said.

Saturday Lang scoffed.

"Do you think you won't be able to sit down if you open the door?" he said.

"Of course." Qin Shisanlang said, pouring him tea, "As long as you don't take it personally, you will always be someone else's judge."

Zhou Lang picked up the tea bowl dully and looked out the window at the road again. Suddenly he stood up suddenly. Because the movement was so sudden, he forgot to put down the tea bowl in his hand, and the tea spilled all over him.

"Coming!" he shouted.

Qin Thirteenth Lang also hurriedly followed and saw two horses galloping past on the road. Although the movements were very fast, he could still tell at a glance that they were in a hurry from the imperial court.

"It's faster than expected. It seems that someone has taken over this matter." He said slowly.

Zhou Lang was startled when he heard this and turned to look at him.

What happened? Someone took over? Who took over? Aren’t they thinking about the same thing now?

The quickie quickly passed through the city gate, and pedestrians on the unimpeded street retreated, making the noise even worse.

The Zhang family, who was located in an alley next to the downtown area, naturally heard it.

"Go and ask, go and ask what's going on." The old porter urged the boy.

"I don't know what's wrong with me these days, he's so lively." The boy muttered, but still went to the street.

Turn around soon.

"I passed by in a hurry."

As soon as the boy finished speaking, the old concierge stood up immediately.

"Thank God, we're finally here!" he said, and quickly went to the backyard before the boy could turn around.

In the backyard, there was a girl on the porch of the old lady's door, lowering her head to wipe her tears.

"Banqin, not everyone can help with this matter."

Mr. Zhang stood in the yard, pruning a camellia plant and said.

"Your wife is really a little confused this time," he said. "It's just a big injustice brought out in this way. In the eyes of the emperor, it's a big mistake."

The girl cried even more when she heard this.

"I don't like the idea of ​​using power to deceive the people and the emperor. Don't expect him to speak up about this matter." Mr. Zhang said again, "But don't worry too much. Your Majesty is a kind man. At most, he will scold you a few times afterwards."

I won’t really do anything to your wife.”

"But if my wife insists on doing something," the girl cried, "she really knows how to..."

The words ended abruptly.

Mrs. Zhang, who was holding the scissors and bending over the bonsai, also paused slightly.

It really can cause thunder and fire to strike people.

Although there have been speculations for a long time, today I actually heard it.

This little lady...

Old Mrs. Zhang shook his head and stood up.

"Banqin, don't worry." He just said.

Your wife can deceive both nature and others. Although she obeys the rules, she is not a kind person. Even though she had the intention to give this little girl like you a future, she did not delay in exchanging the benefits that she needs more. Although she said it, she was heartless.

, but it’s understandable.

She is someone who has never been afraid of death. Naturally, she also wanted the consequences that everyone thought of. How could she jump into a pit of fire that would never be recovered?

There must be some back-up arrangements.

But this little girl couldn't explain it clearly.

"Banqin, Banqin, it's over here in a hurry, it's over in a hurry." The old concierge's voice sounded loudly in the yard.

Just wait and see, we will find out soon.

Mrs. Zhang smiled and turned around to continue building bonsai.

While the messengers were rushing through the streets, the daily court meeting in the palace was going on.

"How can the military and political affairs be planned by everyone? Now the whole city is in chaos, and everyone is talking about the Maoyuan Mountain incident, and all kinds of absurdities." A censor said.

The emperor on the throne looked calm.

Since Lu Zheng submitted the letter, the Maoyuan Mountain incident has been discussed all over the city. In addition, the emperor has promised to investigate the northwest. The entire censor in the censorship station has been busy, taking this opportunity to search for the incident in the court.

Open to impeachment.

It wasn't that much today. Looking back, I saw that there were piles of various kinds of ammunition and magazines piled high on the cases.

But the emperor was a little impatient.

"It is better to defend the people than to defend the river." He said, "Now that something has happened, can we not let the people speak out?"

"This is all because Lu Zheng, a young child, rebelled against the imperial edict and corrected the imperial edict, causing great harm to the state affairs..." The censor was very happy that the emperor spoke, which gave him more excuses to continue talking.

"The matter in the northwest has not yet been decided, and it is not certain who deceived the superiors and concealed the serious national affairs." Someone retorted.
To be continued...