Qian Niang was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and said: "Master, a letter like this was burned on the spot after reading it, and no one was left behind."
Xiao Yunlan: "..."
In other words, someone robbed Yun Wai Lou's letter and sent back false news.
Looking at the entire Great Abyss, there is no one who has the ability to rob Yun Wai Lou Xin.
It seems that the person behind the scenes has extended his tentacles throughout the abyss.
"Master, is there any problem?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time and his expression kept changing, Qian Niang couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Xiao Yunlan stared at her sharply: "Check carefully to see if there is a traitor in Yunwai Building. Don't rush to spread the news to the capital until the matter is found out."
Qian Niang nodded and said, "Yes."
Thinking of Mo Jingzhan's instructions, he asked: "As for Di Long's matter, have you investigated it?"
Qian Niang pulled out the information she found and handed it to him: "After Di Long disappeared, all his personal attendants were replaced by Di Yun, and the two brothers had a quarrel before that.
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"Besides, many of them have married local girls or local men. In terms of making money, this also adds to the poll tax for us in Dayuan. Why not do this?"
In his opinion, as long as no lives are lost in Fengcheng, those are not big problems.
"No, in the entire capital, men don't want to make progress, and women don't want to cultivate virtue. The atmosphere in the entire capital is simply hard to describe."
Seeing that he refused to repent, Mo Jingzhan lost his patience and waved his hand for others to drag him down.
Mo Jingzhan stared at the bloody man paralyzed on the ground with cold eyes, a faint smile escaped from the corners of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
With Fengcheng as an example, other cities will follow suit in the future.
Mo Jingzhan almost laughed out loud at his theory: "According to what you say, you are still working for the welfare of the people of Fengcheng?"
Yunlai Inn.
The bun is not well combed, and there is even a wisp of hair hanging around the ears. The style of the painting looks weird.
It's not clear why it was noisy.
The key is that those noble men in the capital seem to be very fresh and go out to the streets every day to look at beauties.
At this time, Xiao Yunlan came back.
Qian Niang handed over another stack of information, and Xiao Yunlan frowned more and more.
"What is the use of a man who is not willing to spend money on himself?"
Suddenly, the capital city almost turned into a large clown performance venue.
After all, all the people have been replaced, and now all the servants in Fengcheng are Di Yun's confidants.
Now in the capital, who doesn’t know about Master Wei’s niece Wei Rong?
"Young Master, there are also many people in Dayuan who go to live in Turks. I think this is a mutually beneficial thing. Moreover, it can really bring benefits to the people. I don't understand what the problem is."
Then it disappeared.
After they enter Fengcheng, they will marry local girls, and the children they give birth to will naturally become Dayuan people.
Di Yun covered his chest and coughed twice. The pain of broken ribs made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.
On the other side, Beijing.
"Moreover, she also has her own theory, saying that if a man can have three wives and four concubines, why should a woman be virtuous?"
Since he took over Fengcheng, the people of Fengcheng have obviously become richer. Even if Mo Jingzhan goes out and grabs a random person now, they are still willing to accept temporary humiliation in exchange for a prosperous life in the future.
I heard that the officials in the court were impeaching Mr. Wei every day, saying that it was not good for him to restrain his nephew and had ruined the whole atmosphere of Dayuan, so he was not worthy of being an official.
After getting along with each other for more than half a month, Miss Wei, who had just arrived, quickly became mingled with all the ladies.
Xiao Yunlan said: "Yunlai Inn."
The store clerk picked him up and asked, "Young Master, can we still save him?"
He wiped a handful of ice water on his face and felt numb when he saw clearly that the person sitting in front of him was Empress Mo Jingzhan.
Then, Li Huang discovered that the dress of the noble ladies in the capital gradually began to develop in a strange direction.
Or is he confident that the young master will not come back? Or, when they come back, this place will be completely under his control?
These words sound really shocking.
"If a man can't make money to spend with women, he might as well stay in his married family for the rest of his life."
The clothes that were originally fine had to be embroidered with some strange patterns, and the makeup on the face was also very weird. I had to paint a circle around the eye circles, which made the eyes look particularly dark, and the face was completely white with powder.
"Young Master, those Turks really won't kill anyone, but they will bring considerable income to the people of Fengcheng. I think this doesn't matter."
If I bumped into him at night, I would have thought I was seeing a ghost.
At this time of year, the water was still a bit icey, so when he poured it down his pocket, Di Yun, who originally wanted to pretend to be dead, immediately sat up.
Ah Yuan came in carrying the clothes and put them in the cabinet while talking about what he saw outside.
The waiter responded and immediately went to fetch water.
However, the customs and influence brought by the Turks' entry were also huge.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.
Qian Niang was a little confused. She chased after him and asked, "Master, where will my subordinates find you?"
"Although Miss Wei's hometown is a bit remote, the folk customs are not so evil, right?"
"Go get a basin of water and splash it to wake you up."
After the lease of the shop expires, they will naturally not return to Turks.
He handed over the information given by Qian Niang and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, most of the people in this city are Di Yun's people. If we kill him at this time, I'm afraid we will alert the enemy."
"This is everything Di Yun has done since he took control of Fengcheng."
Mo Jingzhan sneered: "I just want to alert the enemy and see who is the one who is causing trouble behind the scenes."
Xiao Yunlan took the pile of information, turned around and walked out.
The fight downstairs was over. The Turks beat Di Yun almost to death and then walked away.
According to the data, since Di Yun came to power, the money in the hands of the people is indeed more than before.
It's so obvious, what else does Xiao Yunlan not understand?
But, if he is so bold, isn't he afraid that the young master will come back to settle the score with him?
There's nothing wrong with that.
Lingyuan clicked her tongue: "Your Highness, that Miss Wei is really powerful. With her own strength, she successfully led all the noble ladies in the capital astray."
The old emperor was so angry that he walked away and punished Wei Li for thinking about his mistakes behind closed doors.
Mr. Wei is also worried.
But as long as he didn't let Wei Rong go out, the little sisters who were good friends with her would come to visit her in an endless stream, until Mrs. Wei's head got big.
Moreover, it was her idea to give common people's children a chance to become literate, and the common people in Beijing would certainly take it seriously.
As long as Wei Li dared to restrain her feet, the people would gather in front of the door and call the door, strongly demanding that she be set free.