Qin Hua was held by the prince's hand and walked back. On the way, she couldn't help but ask: "But have you caused trouble to His Highness?"
Chu Yunjiang looked back at her and said in a cool tone: "Do you still think it's fun?"
Qin Hua curled her lips and remained silent.
Chu Yunjiang stretched out his hand to touch her cheek. His movements were ambiguous and intimate, but his tone was firm and domineering: "You are Gu's wife. No matter how you dress up, you cannot be bullied. You can beat her if you want. Even if you kill her, Gu can do it."
Resist it, you can’t be bullied anymore, but next time you better not hit someone yourself, people like that will dirty your hands."
Qin Hua sighed helplessly, leaned forward and hugged his waist, leaning into his arms.
"Stop talking and let me be moved for a while."
No one likes unreasonable preference, and she is also a common person.
There is someone who is willing to tolerate and defend you regardless of whether you are right or wrong, regardless of justice or reason, just because it is you.
It was the first time in my life that I met him. Even though I knew that the prince's statement was extreme and unreasonable, I couldn't help but be happy.
What Chu Yunjiang wanted to say was blocked in her heart, because her active hug eventually turned into soft cotton.
The Crown Princess finally realized her conscience and he decided not to hit her anymore.
The couple were affectionate for a while, and Shang Qingshu, who went to inquire about the news, came back.
There wasn't much important news, but I bought a lot of Nanzhou specialties.
Qin Hua's eyelids twitched. Forget about buying specialties, what are you buying those toads for? Stewing soup?
Shang Qingshu and the prince had something to discuss. Qin Hua returned to the house, but went out and left after a while. She changed her clothes to avoid eyeliner, took out a human skin mask and put it on.
He transformed into an ordinary-looking man and walked out again.
First, I went to a wine shop to buy a jar of wine, and then cut a pound of beef. Then I found a seat under a tree on a busy street corner and sat down, drinking heavily and eating meat.
The aroma of strong wine and the mouth-watering taste of meat made many people passing by so greedy that they almost drooled.
A skinny, dirty, black figure slowly moved towards this side, staring directly at the wine jar with cloudy eyes, and his mouth was drooling.
Qin Hua glanced at it, raised the wine jar and took a big sip, then shook the wine jar at him: "Want a sip?"
The old beggar nodded repeatedly without thinking. As soon as Qin Hua put down the wine jar, he couldn't wait to rush over, picked up the wine jar and took a swig.
"Ah, so happy!"
The rough and vicissitudes of sound is very pleasant.
Qin Hua pushed the remaining half of the beef over: "Eat some."
The old beggar was not polite, he just grabbed it with his hands and ate it, not caring whether his hands were dirty or not.
Qin Hua leaned against the tree trunk with her legs crossed, swaying her toes leisurely, and humming a romantic tune from the Border Pass, enjoying herself.
The old beggar had eaten and drank enough, and he felt comfortable. He looked at Qin Hua with a smile: "Young master, why are you drinking and eating meat here alone, but you feel uncomfortable in your heart?"
After eating meat, he took the initiative to ask questions, and he was a righteous person.
Qin Hua picked up a leaf and turned it in her hand: "It's a small matter. I got scolded by my boss a few times. Come out and take a breath."
The old beggar narrowed his eyes: "Young master, is he still an official?"
Qin Hua sneered: "It's just running errands, doing odd jobs, and getting scolded. How can it be considered an official job?"
After scolding angrily, he seemed to have started a conversation: "Old man, how much do you think these three million taels of silver are? I can't even imagine how such a large amount of silver has disappeared. How can it be so magical?"
"Those people just wrote it up casually, and three million taels of silver came out. A group of officials couldn't find it, and the emperor had to force everyone to find it. Where could he turn it into silver for them out of thin air?"
"The people at the top couldn't find it, so they blamed us at the bottom. We are business people, not cultivators. We don't have the ability to turn stone into gold."
The young man seemed drunk and depressed, and he was full of complaints.
The murder of the Governor of Nanzhou has been aroused for more than a month, and the loss of three million taels of military pay has also been aroused.
The old beggar begged all day long and heard a lot of news.
After listening to Qin Hua's complaint, he thought thoughtfully: "Nanzhou's taxes have become more and more heavy in recent years. I, an old man, have been forced to beg. Now I can hardly even beg."
"But when it comes to money, no one in Nanzhou is richer than Duke Chen. Half a year ago, there was a motorcade going to Chen's mansion. The car was loaded with big boxes. They were heavy. I don't know what kind of treasure they were."
Qin Hua was casual and didn't take it seriously: "What's the use of the Nanzhou County Prince having money? What we are looking for is military pay and official silver."
The old beggar shook his head: "This old man doesn't know."
Qin Hua didn't expect to find out any news at once, so she threw half a bunch of copper coins to the old beggar: "If you have nothing to do, old man, help me to find out. If there is really any news, I will treat you to wine and meat."
The old beggar immediately brightened up and said, "Okay, that's what the old man likes. Tomorrow, the old man will find out for you."
Qin Hua showed no hope but a very grateful expression: "Thank you, old man. I will come to you at this time tomorrow. By the way, if there is any other news about money, I will also ask about it. This Nanzhou tax is indeed a bit outrageous. The Ministry of Household Affairs
There is an investigation on the other end, and it depends on whether the people of Nanzhou can escape from the sea of misery next year."
The old beggar's family was ruined because of taxes. When he heard this, he immediately became energetic and said: "That's great, young man, leave this matter to me. The old man will help you find out clearly."
After discussing with the old beggar, Qin Hua went to the teahouse where dragons and snakes were mixed, had a few cups of tea, and listened to some insignificant news.
Qin Hua thought for a moment. Now that they had attracted the court's attention to Nanzhou, the border battle reports must have been sent to Emperor Xuan one by one.
The military pay is not enough, and the armor and weapons are shoddy. This information will also be presented together. This time, the Yan family's soldiers suffered too many casualties, and the old Marquis will not sit idly by.
Now we are waiting for the imperial court to verify that military pay will be reissued and armors and weapons will be sent again.
The evidence of the crimes of this line of officials has almost been collected, and now we just need to find someone to deliver these in an honest and fair manner.
Prince, or king of the throne?
Not to mention the prince, Wang Xuan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance, was a confidant of Emperor Xuan. He was the most suitable candidate, but he was also the most dangerous and could not be contacted easily.
Regain military supplies and deliver evidence of incrimination, and the last step is to find their embezzled money and take advantage of them.
There are too many things to be done, sooner rather than later. The soldiers at the border cannot afford to wait.
The New Year will be celebrated in five days, and Yaoshanguan does not know how many soldiers will not be able to survive the New Year.
The sky is getting dark, the lights are gradually turning on, and it's almost night.
Qin Hua changed into black night clothes, put on a dagger, and disappeared into the dim night like a ghost.