Chapter 365 I really believe that Hu Bingyu is dead
Chapter 365 I really believe that Hu Bingyu is dead
"When I left the capital and went to Liyang, my mother once said something that my son will remember to this day."
The Duke's wife and the Duke looked at him, as if they were thinking about what she had said.
Luo Yuanliang said:
"My mother said that from generation to generation the Duke of Guo will only serve as pure ministers who are loyal to the emperor and patriotic. If this is the case, why should my father and mother have such worries?"
"Be loyal to the emperor, be loyal to the court, and protect the Changning dynasty from generation to generation. As for the rest, what does it have to do with me."
When these words were said, the Duke's wife and the Duke were quite surprised.
For a long time, the couple looked at each other and smiled.
——
When Nanzhu returned to Jiuwang Mansion, he stopped by the No. 1 Pot in the World.
Zhang Wen knew that the capital city was not at peace recently, so the second lady must not be able to come to inspect from time to time.
Then he picked out all the account books of the past few months and asked Nanzhu to take them to the Ninth Prince's Mansion.
At that time, Luo Jiuli was nestling in a warm room, flipping through the account books with his right hand, holding a teacup in his left hand, looking at the accounts with his eyes, and listening to Nan Zhu chirping beside him.
It can be described as multi-tasking.
"Master, my wife is so majestic. Who would have thought that the majestic Duke of the country would, ahem, respect his wife so much."
"He is one of the best men in the capital."
Nanzhu gave a thumbs up.
Luo Jiuli put down the tea cup and looked up at her. Not far away, he looked at a certain prince who was reviewing military records behind a desk.
"Nan Zhu, who is the best man between the prince and my father?"
Nan Zhu was startled, Nan Xing was holding the sword at the side and also raised his eyebrows to watch the show.
After writing the desk, Xiao Mingxuan also raised his head and stared at Nan Zhu with a smile on his face.
Nanzhu's skin tightened as he was stared at by those three people.
"Master, master, you, you are digging a hole for your subordinates."
On the side, Nan Xing, who had never been involved in 'trouble', spoke for the first time.
"You dug this hole yourself."
Nan Zhu glared at her and smiled flatteringly at the two masters.
"Your Majesty, you are the best man in a million."
Nan Xing shrugged her shoulders and sighed inwardly, this girl Nan Zhu is getting more and more shameless.
Luo Jiuli burst into laughter.
"If you dig this hole well, you can bury it well."
"Go ahead, I'll let you go out to refresh your mind, and tell the housekeeper that you're going to have hot pot tonight."
"Okay."
Nan Zhu raised his eyebrows at Nan Xing. Nan Xing felt contempt and cowardice in his heart.
The two of them exited the house together.
Luo Jiuli was just about to say a few words to Xiao Mingxuan when he saw Qin Yin opening the curtain and walking in.
"Master, Second Miss, something happened at the nunnery in the suburbs of Beijing."
His words successfully made the two of them put down the papers and account books in their hands.
Xiao Mingxuan also stood up from behind the desk, walked to Luo Jiuli, and looked at Qin Yin.
"What's going on? Tell me."
Qin Yin lowered his head and described what he had heard.
"It was Hu Bingyu who somehow heard about the death of Hu Jue and Hu Hongzhi. Xu Zhu was so anxious that he became mad and set the nunnery on fire."
"Fortunately, everyone in the nunnery escaped, but Hu Bingyu was burned to death in the nunnery."
"Hu Bingyu is dead?"
Luo Jiuli was shocked.
"Where is the body? Is there an autopsy? Are you sure it's Hu Bingyu?"
Xiao Mingxuan was unusually calm and asked three questions in a row, each sentence getting to the point.
"The emperor has decreed that Jingzhao Mansion handles the case. These are the news from Jingzhao Mansion."
"Jingzhao Mansion? Zhou Shirui? Your Majesty, Jingzhao Mansion is not--"
Luo Jiuli looked at Xiao Mingxuan. Zhou Shirui was Hu Jue's disciple. The emperor would not have known it, but he asked Zhou Shirui to handle the case. Is there any other deep meaning behind this?
Xiao Mingxuan looked at the red charcoal fire in the brazier, and a strange smile flashed across his eyes.
"I know, please don't interfere in this matter."
"You go down."
"yes."
Qin Yin respectfully stepped back.
After Qin Yin retreated, Luo Jiuli looked at Xiao Mingxuan.
"Your Majesty, do you really believe that Hu Bingyu is dead?"
"snort!"
Xiao Mingxuan sneered.
"That is a master who would rather betray the world than let the world betray him. He is very ambitious and has a heart that is as sinister as a Buddha's words. Do you think such a person can achieve his goals without making any noise?"
Luo Jiuli nodded.
"It seems that the prince doesn't believe that Hu Bingyu is dead? Then the emperor's intention in sending Zhou Shirui to handle the case——"
Xiao Mingxuan turned to look at her, his eyebrows changing from cold to soft.
"Although Hu Jue and Hu Hongzhi died, the Queen Mother and Concubine Hu are still there, the third generation of the Hu family is still there, the foundation of the Hu family is still there, and those disciples who followed the Hu family, whether they were forced or voluntarily, are still there.
Still there.”
Luo Jiuli seemed to have discerned the intention behind this based on what he said.
"Your Majesty, what you mean is that you can't just uproot it and destroy it one by one?"
Xiao Mingxuan smiled at her and sighed more and more in his heart, this girl is really smart, she can tell at a glance.
"A great nation must plan for the overall situation, so that it can stabilize the government internally and consolidate the imperial power externally."
"Whether it is rectifying the government or controlling the imperial army, it is all based on the unshakable foundation of the country."
"If the emperor uproots Hu Jue's disciples at this time, I am afraid it will cause a mutiny and the balance in the court will be broken."
"The most important thing is to have people to fill those positions."
There is a scientific examination every three years, and now, spring is coming soon.
The time and place are converging on the emperor, and it will not take long for these moths to be defeated one by one.
Luo Jiuli didn't say anything. She didn't understand politics. She had previously wondered why the emperor didn't go all out to implicate Hu Jue's party completely, and why he treated the Hu family members leniently just for the sake of the Queen Mother.
Now it seems that the emperor is confident in controlling the overall situation and also has the confidence to give the court a new look.
The news that the nunnery in the suburbs of Beijing was leaked and Hu Bingyu was burned to death also reached the Hu mansion.
At that time, it took the aunt and nephew to wipe away their tears in Hu's house.
After all, Concubine Hu was a pampered 'flower', she cried so hard in front of the mourning hall that she almost fainted.
On the other hand, the Queen Mother, although mentally weak, was able to hold on.
"Queen Mother."
Outside the door, Marquis Chongyang came in and whispered a few words in the Queen Mother's ear.
The Queen Mother's eyes flashed with astonishment.
"Is this true?"
"The emperor has sent people from Jingzhao Mansion to the outskirts of Beijing."
The Queen Mother didn't speak. She didn't know what she was thinking. Then she said:
"You send someone to check it out in person. The Ai family doesn't believe she has such backbone."
"yes."
After receiving the order, Marquis Chongyang lowered his head and turned around, with an almost invisible look of ridicule flashing across his eyes.
The Queen Mother sighed and rubbed her brows.
In the past few days, things have happened one after another, and her body has become increasingly tired.
However, before she could rest and adjust, a servant came in in a panic outside the door.
"Stop, how unbecoming is it to be so flustered in front of the Queen Mother?"
The attendant, Grandma Sun, sternly scolded the servant.
The servant fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, trembling even as he spoke.