In the front yard, Li Sheng, whose entire body was covered with bandages, had already woken up.

Mr. Chen had just used alcohol to disinfect his wound again. He woke up from the pain. Now he drank light vegetable and meat porridge and half a bowl of red date and longan soup that replenished blood. Finally, his body felt much better.

He wanted to sleep, but the pain all over his body made him unable to sleep at all. During this autumn hunting, the imperial grandmother said that she had arrangements, so he completely trusted the imperial grandmother's arrangements, thinking that the group of assassins seemed to be coming for him.

In fact, it was really to frame Li Zhao, and it would not really hurt him. Who would have thought that not only did those assassins really want to kill him, but they also wanted to kill Li Zhao as well.

If Li Zhao hadn't been so good at fighting and protecting him desperately, he would probably be dead by now.

Originally he was grateful to Li Zhao, but when he saw Li Zhao walking in properly, he became suspicious again. Maybe killing Li Zhao was just a show, and killing him was the real thing? Li Zhao was injured just to get away from it.

Suspect of Prince Su's Mansion?

Li Zhao was the first to enter. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted in pain: "Brother, you are awake! I scared my brother to death! Thanks to the doctor's superb medical skills, otherwise you and I would have been buried here!"

Li Sheng looked suspiciously and warily at the people serving him around him, and asked weakly: "Where... is this?"

His eyes were stained with unknown poisonous powder. They were still swollen and could not be opened clearly. The other eye that could barely be opened could not be seen clearly. At this time, Li Sheng was filled with doubt and fear.

Song Qingyue stepped forward, bowed, and said softly: "This is my little girl's village."

Her voice was clear and beautiful, like an oriole's cry, and her tone was soft and gentle like a southern girl's. Li Sheng's tense nerves were temporarily relieved.

"Here? Build a Zhuangzi?" Li Sheng found it unbelievable. Who would build a Zhuangzi on the wasteland near Haituoling?

Song Qingyue patiently explained again: "This farm is only used to raise cattle and sheep, not to grow any crops."

"I see, who is the girl?"

Song Qingyue smiled slightly and said, "My little girl's surname is Song."

"Song Dynasty?" Li Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up and asked: "Is it possible that this is Zhuangzi in the old master's house?"

Song Qingyue shook her head: "No, my daughter is the daughter of Song Jianming, the new Minister of Household Affairs. This is not my father's village, but my own village."

The eldest grandson, Li Sheng, didn't seem to notice any difference, and still said: "It turns out that she is the daughter of the Song Dynasty scholar's family. I'm sorry for disturbing you!"

"Don't take it seriously. Young Master, just rest in peace and recuperate. I have already told the servants here that you are hunters in the mountains. You were injured, but I rescued you by chance."

"Thank you, girl."

Li Sheng thanked him, and Song Qingyue led his servants out, leaving the two brothers space to discuss private matters.

The next five days passed peacefully, but Song Qingyue didn't know that the capital city was already in chaos.

The empress and the eldest grandson were poisoned, but fortunately they were rescued in time by Meng Wanfeng. After a joint investigation by Dongchang and Jinyiwei, it was found that the second son of the emperor, Prince Ning, was responsible. Later, the murder of the empress and the empress was discovered in Prince Ning's Mansion.

Evidence of the practice of Nightmare Suppression.

The emperor was furious and immediately took away Prince Ning's title, demoted him to a commoner, and imprisoned him in the clan's mansion.

In addition, the emperor's eldest grandson was assassinated and disappeared. Someone recognized that one of the assassins had been the chief attendant of King Su when he was young. In addition, they also found the arrows used in the assassination. Dali Temple found out that these arrows were indeed

The same batch was received by the personal guards of Prince Su's Mansion.

All the evidence was perfect, but unfortunately, Li Zhao, the eldest son of King Su, also disappeared, and they also discovered Li Zhao's bodyguard who died in the battle.

The old emperor, who was suddenly paranoid, turned his attention to the fifth prince, King Xin, who had a high reputation in the court. Although no evidence could be found, the emperor did not need evidence, so he directly ordered King Xin to be detained in the palace, and sent Jin Yiwei to search the prince.

Prince's Mansion.

Sure enough, an arrow with the mark of Prince Su's Palace was found in Prince Xin's Mansion.

The matter suddenly became confusing. Did Prince Xin's Palace frame Prince Su's Palace, or did Prince Su's Palace set up a trap to kill two birds with one stone? Even the emperor had a headache.

So he issued an order to urgently recruit the fourth prince, Prince Jing, who was guarding the northwest, and the third prince, Prince Su, who was fighting pirates in Guangdong, Fujian, to return to the capital as soon as possible.

The commander of the northwest army was replaced by the Empress' cousin, Duke Wei. As for the navy in the south, the emperor made no arrangements and asked King Su to arrange for someone to take over the position of commander of the Nanyang Navy.

The old emperor is also considered a hero. He has personally conquered several times in his life, and fought with the Tatars back and forth. But sometimes it is difficult to change people's inherent concepts. No matter how it is described in the memorial, how about the data of the Ministry of Revenue?

It shows that without seeing the current prosperity of the Lingnan area with my own eyes, the word Lingnan still means a harsh and barbaric place of exile in the minds of the emperor and all the officials in the capital.

The literary style in Lingnan is not flourishing. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the number of Jinshi from Lingnan has been very limited, and there are even fewer officials in the capital who have been to Lingnan. In the past 20 years, the military expenditures allocated by the Ministry of War to the south have been pitifully small.

, coupled with King Su's deliberate concealment for many years in collaboration with Lingnan officials, and the inaction of the Southern Jinyi Guards, various factors led the emperor and senior officials in Beijing to seriously underestimate the size of the Nanyang Navy.

They have always felt that the navy that King Su created when he was short of money and men was at most the same size as the 7,000-man navy trained by the South Zhili General Army in the Yangtze River. It was barely a fight.

It's enough for water thieves.

Because of neglect, it was unclear, and because it was unclear, it was even more contemptuous, which led to this major decision-making error.

But no one among the big officials in Beijing knew how much trouble it would cause if the emperor did not send someone to Lingnan to take over King Su's position.

Except for Song Jianming who knew the details of King Su, it was a pity that he and King Su were in the same boat.

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Li Zhao has been recuperating at Song Qingyue's Zhuangzi these days, and he has lived a very leisurely life. Especially the food at Zhuangzi is very unique and delicious. Every day is not the same, but life is a bit too boring. From his birth to now, he probably has not had any

So much time.

It could be said that Song Qingyue didn't care about them, but the servants took very good care of them. It could be said that she cared about them. Except for the first two days, she never appeared again.

He wanted to see Song Qingyue and talk to her, but every time he came to see her, nodded and saluted, she would go about her own business. Li Zhao also struggled to find a suitable reason to find her.

This day he was wandering in the thatched cottage again, Feng Qi followed him carefully.

"What have you girls been busy with all day?" Li Zhao knelt down and fiddled with the bell pepper seedlings planted in the yard.

Feng Qi said respectfully: "When I return to the throne, I just plant vegetables and feed the chickens. If the weather is good, I will go out to ride horses and see the cattle and sheep. If it rains, I will stay in the house reading and painting."

By the way, Miss also wrote a storybook a few days ago."

"Script?" Li Zhao raised his eyebrows and pointed ahead, meaning to ask Feng Qi to lead the way.

Feng Qi looked troubled: "Your Majesty, that is the lady's boudoir, you..."

Halfway through his words, his eyes met Li Zhao's displeased gaze, and he swallowed his words again. He lowered his head silently and led Li Zhao into Song Qingyue's courtyard.

The servants who stayed in the yard looked puzzled when they saw Feng Qi leading Li Zhao in so abruptly. However, everyone knew that Sister Feng Qi was the girl's confidant, so no one asked more questions.

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Chapter completed!