In the hot summer of the second year of Taichang, Wang Tiqian, who was about to roll up his sleeves and compete for the title of Supervisor of Ceremonies, wanted to take advantage of Zhu Changluo's summer vacation to frame a few failed errands on Cao Huachun. Unexpectedly, a big mouthful of The pot fell from the sky first and landed on his head.
Ke Yinyue, who has clearly understood that "the enemy is strong and we are weak", in order to avoid the heavy responsibility of the main culprit, how could she be polite to her concubine who was already used as a springboard? Her words of "confession" were said with certainty.
Concubine Li Guifei had previously suspected Wang Tiqian of stealing an axe. Now that she had caught a real axe, she was going to cause a scene.
Zhu Changluo was a little surprised when he heard about it, but when he saw that there were both witnesses and physical evidence, and that Concubine Li had caught her personally, he thought that Wang An was ill and that Wang Tigan was jumping up and down to show his courtesy, so he felt that this matter was indeed credible.
Wang Tiqian loudly complained about his injustice in front of the emperor. Zhu Changluo recalled that he had done a good job in taking care of Qiandi in the old days. He originally wanted to give him a lenient treatment, but he was relieved of the important task of writing and writing as the Superintendent of Ceremonies and transferred to the inner transportation warehouse to write a letter.
Unexpectedly, a young censor appeared in the Supervisory Council of Director Zuo Guangdou and impeached Wang Tiqian for inflating expenses and being greedy for money and money when building a summer resort in Changping.
The censor was from the Donglin sect and was said to have been Qian Qianyi's disciple.
Zhu Changluo thought of the group of low-level Donglin people who had just been kicked out by the Jingcha and Qian Qianyi who he had selected to compile the "Records of Shenzong". Then he looked at Zhou Zuo, a native of Zhejiang who had been appointed as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and finally Decided to sacrifice Wang Tiqian who could not rely on any faction.
In the end, Wang Tiqian got the fate of Wang An in history - being exiled to Nanhaizi.
However, Zhu Changluo opened the door to Ke Yinyue and ordered him to move back to his husband's home in Houcun, Hebei Province, on the grounds that he "remembered that he had contributed to raising the prince and that he was acting as a coercion".
As for the two girls, Hongxiu and Xiaoyu, Zheng Haizhu proposed to Zhu Changluo and Li Guifei that they were born as poor children who had no control over their fate. They were like puppets from beginning to end, and they were innocent and could not be corrected. It was better to leave them to their own disposal and send them to prison. Just go and plant cotton in Chongming.
Apart from her worries, Concubine Li was happy to show her benevolence, justice and mercy, and nodded in approval.
It was night, in the Cuihua Hutong outside the Dongchang Yamen, Tian Ergeng put away the cash box and said to Zheng Haizhu with a smile: "Congratulations, madam. It seems that you are staying out of the matter, but in fact, except for the chief ceremonial supervisor, there is a big hidden danger."
Zheng Haizhu looked at the moon in the sky, which was half covered by clouds, and sighed with some dismay: "It doesn't mean we have been completely eliminated, but Long Live Lord is still soft-hearted. Wang Tiqian still has a house in Nanhaizi. He has so many godsons, and there are always He has a conscience and will honor him no matter what."
Tian Ergen rolled his eyes: "Then, what does Madam mean..."
"What do you think?" There was teasing in Zheng Haizhu's tone, "Old Tian, the thousands of households in your majestic East Factory may not be asking me for my opinion when it comes to bloodshed?"
Tian Ergen clapped his hands and smiled coquettishly: "When Madam said this, Lao Tian, I understood. I am not thinking that you are the one who wants to persecute a person. Whether you want to survive or die, Madam, you have to give me instructions." Get off."
Zheng Haizhu said: "Then hurry up. In the dog days of summer, if you have a stomachache, people will disappear. It's not a rare thing. Nanhaizi is such a shabby place."
"Okay, it will definitely be done," Tian Ergen paused and then asked, "Then, what about Ke Yinyue? Did Old Wei leave anything behind before going to Luoyang?"
"Lao Tian, you are a man, and Lao Wei is also a man. If a man is cuckolded by a woman, is it possible that he still wants to continue to provide for her?"
"Okay, Hebei is easier to do than Nanhaizi. If this bitch bites out the king's body, she will be of no use in the world."
Zheng Haizhu took the wine bottle handed over by bodyguard Cai Feng and waved to him to lead his people to retreat outside the low wall.
Tian Ergen understood that this woman probably had something new to discuss, so he rejected the two cronies he had brought with him.
Zheng Haizhu poured him a glass of wine and said sincerely: "Old Tian, I know that we have to do such a job as pulling out the king's body, but there is no real money to be made. Now, Long Live Lord governs officials with benevolence, and those in Beijing confiscate properties. The cases are rare, and the factory guards’ brothers are not doing well in their pockets, so we still have to find a way outside Beijing.”
Tian Ergen smelled the smell of silver and immediately became excited. He took a sip of wine and asked impatiently: "How to find a way? Does Madam have a thorough understanding of the wealthy Jin gentry in Southern Zhili?"
Zheng Haizhu said: "Over there, the newly appointed Heavenly Official, Mr. Shang, is ready to take action. I have a good relationship with him, so how can I compete with him for credit? Lao Tian, I still have a piece of fat. If I can raid the house, Jin Shen will No oil or water can get into our eyes."
"Which piece of fat?"
"Blessed King."
"Hey, hey, this, hahahaha," Tian Ergen was surprised after the accident and couldn't help laughing, "It's really a big fucking piece of fat!"
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After separating from Tian Ergeng, Zheng Haizhu looked at the position of the moon and said to Cai Feng, "Let's go to Mr. Zhu's place."
Cai Feng and his brothers no longer need to look at Zheng Haizhu from the perspective of an ordinary woman.
Instead, he regarded her as a general. After a battle, a general would always "enjoy singing and dancing in the tent of a beautiful woman."
With the abundant moon silver, there is no need to make a living by licking blood from the edge of a knife on a ship like in the past, and there is no need to act based on the faces of the Japanese nobles like in Japan. Cai Feng and other bodyguards felt that leaning against the corner of the front yard for a night, It's just a few mouthfuls of blood to the mosquitoes, it's really not a chore.
In the deep house in the backyard, Zhu Yuewen waited on Zheng Haizhu after he had taken a bath and had a good time. He was a little surprised when he saw that his wife had no intention of leaving and was actually planning to stay here.
"Nothing, I'm tired, I'll leave tomorrow." Zheng Haizhu wrote lightly.
Then he asked: "Are you not used to sleeping on the same bed as others?"
Zhu Yuewen hurriedly shook his head: "How, how could it be?"
Zheng Haizhu didn't want the other party to have any misunderstanding, thinking that he had advanced from desire to love, so he asked in a leisurely tone: "Last time you said you were looking for a Huqin musician, how did it go? Are there any that you like?"
"I found two people, one is from the capital, and the other is from the north. They can sing Khumai, and they can compete with the bass of the piano."
"Oh, that's good." Zheng Haizhu closed her eyes and said softly.
Zhu Yuewen asked a little cautiously: "Madam, you won't be taboo. Is that musician a Mongolian?"
Zheng Haizhu's eyelids opened slightly: "How come, our General Man Guiman in Daning Town is a Mongolian, and I like him very much."
"That's good." Zhu Yuewen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Blow out the light, I'm going to sleep."
After a good night's sleep, the next day, after returning to his house, Zheng Haizhu called Chen Sanni: "Go and keep an eye on Mr. Zhu. If you see a musician arranging music, recognize his face and follow him for a while to see what the details are."
