The six masters and servants of Shen Miaolian made plans after the earthquake. Although the hut they lived in was simple, it was very strong and did not cause any damage during the earthquake. After the earthquake, Master Jing'an sent people to check and found nothing. What problem.
Shen Miaolian asked Xiaozhu and others to slowly move the beam, calculating the time so that it would collapse the next day on the day of Lao Jian'an Hou's memorial day. Then, regardless of the situation, she only shouted that Jintong wanted to kill her and silence her, leading to Mrs. Tai, Marquis Jian'an or Zheng Yu came forward to send someone to check, and then she complained that Jintong had imprisoned her in the temple on purpose, and the food delivered every month was poisonous, and Jintong wanted to poison her to death!
As for the evidence, they also prepared some evidence, such as the saw hidden under the bed in the wing room where Jintong's maid lived, the dirty robes thrown away not far from where the male servants lived, and various kinds of clothes she had poisoned with arsenic. Pastry. They made up their mind that if the Madam asked someone to investigate, they would guide everyone to find out the evidence. Jintong would not be able to explain it at that time.
She didn't know that Nanny Zeng and others were dead. She just thought that as long as she went back, Jintong would have no choice but to let her control her. But she didn't expect that Mrs. Zhen loved Jintong so much now that she would let her do this, and Zheng Yu would also Help her without saying anything.
She didn't even know that Jing'an followed Madam Zhen's order and sent Huiyan and others to take turns keeping an eye on Shen Miaolian's master and servant. Their actions had long been reported to Madam Zhen. And Jintong severely punished their master and servant six It was Mrs. Zhen who nodded. Those so-called evidences had long been found and thrown away!
Since Zheng Yu had been adopted into the Marquis of Jian'an Mansion and claimed to be Zuo Congyun's legitimate son, Zheng Qishuo and Zuo Congyun had already told him all the truth, so naturally he would not help Shen Miaolian.
Shen Miaolian, who was stupid, naive and kept in the dark, was so angry and anxious that she pretended to hang herself from a beam that night.
After she stepped on the chair and got ready, Grandma Jin banged on the door like crazy: "Come here, come quickly! Aunt Shen committed suicide by hanging from the beam! Is there anyone there? Help!"
Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching from far away, Shen Miaolian cruelly strangled a purple mark on her neck before she came down and asked the maids to help her get on the bed. Xiaozhu quickly overturned the stool she was standing on to the ground, and then several people gathered around Shen Miaolian cried loudly. She kept scolding Jintong for being cruel and jealous, and wanted to force Aunt Shen to death.
It was Zhang He who came. He raised his head and glanced at the white silk hanging on the beam. As soon as it rose and fell, the white silk came into his hand. Then he walked quickly to Shen Miaolian's bed and reached out.
Aunt Jin grabbed him and said, "Aunt Shen is like this, why don't you ask a doctor to see her!"
Zhang He kicked Aunt Jin away, Bai Ling shook, and put it around Shen Miaolian's neck. Shen Miaolian only felt a tightness on her neck, unable to continue acting, so she only held Bai Ling tightly with her hands. Take some breaths of fresh air.
Aunt Jin and others were extremely shocked. The words Jintong said during the day seemed to echo in their ears.
Zhang He controlled his strength and only strangled Shen Miaolian half to death before letting go. Shen Miaolian lay down beside the bed, breathing in fresh air.
Zhang He coldly looked back at Grandma Jin, well, this old woman is used to adding fuel to the flames!
Aunt Jin saw Zhang He smile sinisterly, pull out a dagger from his boot and walk towards her. Her soul was so frightened that she rolled around and tried to escape, howling "Killing! Killing!"
Zhang He lifted her back like a hawk grabbing a sow, raised the knife and dropped it, and the little finger of Grandma Jin’s left hand was chopped off.
Aunt Jin howled like a killing pig!
Several maids were scared to death and rushed out. The door had been closed and blocked tightly, and it was useless to let them slap their palms.
Zhang He threw the crying Aunt Jin aside, wiped the dagger on his boots a few times without haste, and finally said, "Originally, according to the order of the Marquis, I will kill you this time! Now! Just a little punishment, and there will be another time, hum! Count how many fingers you have!" Then he stretched out his long arm, waved his sleeves, swept several maids back, opened the door and left, leaving only a few crying ones. A heartbroken woman.
He did not lie, it was indeed Zheng Qiyan who told him. After all, Jin Tong was a modern man at heart. He had already felt uneasy about his conscience after killing so many slaves with a stick, and he could not kill Shen Miaolian any more.
But Shen Miaolian naturally did not believe that Zheng Qiyan would treat her like this, and she hated Jintong so much that she wished she could eat his flesh alive!
In the next month, the four kings and thirteen princes in Beijing took the lead and raised a total of more than one million taels of silver. They first rebuilt West Street, which was the hardest hit by the disaster, and settled the victims one by one. The rest were then sent to the Weinan Shu land one by one.
Taking this opportunity, the Ministry of Household Affairs and Jing Zhaoyin cooperated to rearrange the household registration of the poor people in West Street, imprisoned dozens of gangsters who had been hanging around among them all year round, and also found out a few cheats, unintentionally making another contribution.
News continued to come from Weinan and central Sichuan that thousands of people had died. However, due to timely handling, luckily no epidemic was caused. The imperial envoy was very conscientious and handled the follow-up disaster relief work well, without further deterioration.
At the beginning of August, Zheng Qiyan received good news from Southern Xinjiang. King Hongbo of Southern Xinjiang had been defeated and had abandoned the city and hid in the mountains.
The Holy Lord, who had been anxious for more than a month, breathed a sigh of relief and called the eunuch Tian Dazhong, who was in charge of the palace, to tell him the news about going to Beijing to relieve his fatigue!
Tian Dazhong is fair and plump, with a smiling face regardless of happiness, anger, or sorrow. He entered the palace at the age of eight, and served the Holy Master who was still the prince at the age of eleven. Although the Holy Lord was the prince, it was quite difficult. , but he has a perseverant character and always smiles no matter what he encounters.
Therefore, Tian Dazhong's facial expression will always be fixed in the smiling style.
He bowed and said, "Holy Lord, the first person to send people to West Street during the earthquake was Pingninghou's Mansion. They arrived in less than half an hour. And the relief food provided by Pingninghou's Mansion was the best. She was obviously prepared for it. But the most famous one is Gu Xiangyun, the third daughter of the Marquis of Taiping. She personally bandaged and treated the wounds of the victims. When the Marquis sent someone to take her back, she also gave an injured commoner a red gold hairpin. , let him buy it and live a good life."
"Is this idiot Gu Kai's biological child?"
"Holy Lord! Have you forgotten? Mrs. Taipinghou is Mr. Jiang's legitimate daughter! You can have some good words!"
"Then how did the teacher's legitimate daughter teach such a legitimate daughter? Tsk tsk tsk, an unmarried lady shows her face and helps bandage the wounds of the victims. She gained a reputation but lost her reputation as a daughter-in-law. How stupid!"
"Holy Lord! On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Mrs. Jiang hosted a banquet for a group of noble people at the "Xiangrui Building". She said that the third daughter of her family saw the plight of the victims that day and was extremely sympathetic. She went back and donated all her jewelry for disaster relief. Yong. She was extremely worried, so she took the lead in raising funds, and raised hundreds of thousands of silver that day. Many wealthy families in Beijing sent servants to cooperate with the Ministry of Household Affairs to rebuild West Street. It has only been more than a month, and more than half of it has been completed!"
"Really? I was still doubtful, thinking that Zhang Xianzhong was bragging!"
"Holy Lord, the Marquis of Pingning, the Marquis of Jian'an, and the Marquis of Jingbei, on the second day after the earthquake, they sent people to their village to cut down wood and dig out river sand and gravel. The Marquis of Jingbei and the Marquis of Jian'an
He went out in person to transport things continuously, so the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Affairs started construction on the third day after the earthquake, and then each government sent their young servants to help. However, Zheng, Jin, and the other three government officials kept a low profile, so Mr. Zhang just stopped by.
Take the credit."
"Most of the villages in the Zheng family are flat, where do you get the wood from?" The Holy Master knew all the noble families in the capital very well.
"Holy Lord, the dowry village of Jin's wife, Marquis Pingning, is located in a mountainous area. Several of the Jin family's villages are close to mountains and rivers."
"Little Feitong! That stinky girl with a fat heart and an ugly mouth dared to disrespect me when she was only eight years old! I thought she was so pampered by Jin Song that she would be ruined. And that Jin Tong, who is sick and crooked
Damn it, why are you here in Beijing?"
Tian Dazhong slandered: My Holy Lord! Madam Pingning Hou was only eight years old when she said that you looked like a horse with a goatee stuck on a bamboo pole. Is it necessary to remember it until now? Tong Yanwuji,
Isn't this the truth?
"Although Marquis Jingbei received a temporary job at the Ministry of Household Affairs, he also made great efforts in this disaster relief effort!"
"Then you don't like that stinky girl Zheng Qiyan, right? Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to war just a few days after her wedding!" The Holy Master was not interested in Jin Tong, but he took pleasure in Jin Tong's misfortune.
"Holy Lord, Marquis Pingning did not forget to ask his men to send a large cart of rare objects to Madam Jin when he was in southern Xinjiang. He must have liked it very much. After all, Madam Jin is only 16 years old and extremely beautiful. This hero is sad for the beauty.
Shut it down!"
"Zheng Qiyan has changed his taste? Now he likes young, beautiful, unruly and unreasonable people?" The Holy Master twirled his goatee to break the idea: "Old Tian, why don't I give you two, oh no, four, no, no, no, no
, Twelve! Send twelve beautiful girls to be Zheng Qiyan’s concubines, that stinky girl is disgusting!”
"Holy Lord, I heard that Mrs. Jin was cleaning up the housework some time ago and beat more than a dozen servants to death, and also threw the concubine who gave birth to the eldest daughter of Marquis Ping Ning affectionately to her family temple under house arrest. If you send ten
Two girls who are as beautiful as flowers and jade came over, tsk tsk tsk, this old slave can't even imagine."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It's terrible! Beat him to death! I'm too old to hear this. Lao Tian, tell me something new."
So Tian Dazhong immediately changed the subject: "Holy Lord, there is a new oiran in the Cangjiao Tower, a young man from Beiyi. His hair is blond and curled, and his eyes are blue, extremely charming! A beauty in the world.
Ah! What a dance, those little waists are so twisted, tsk tsk tsk!" The two real and fake perverts sucked their saliva at the same time.
"Is this the little barbarian Xu Zheng who spends a lot of money to buy a glass curtain to win the beauty's smile?" The Holy Master was very gossipy.
"That's right!"
"I am the majestic king of a country, isn't it a good idea to go to Cangjiao Tower?" The Holy Lord was very sad!
"Holy Master, you can go to Xiangrui Tower. I have asked about it. Every Saturday in Xiangrui Tower, Xiaoman is invited to perform the opening dance and then perform a new play called Butterfly Lovers."
"Hurry up and get ready, I will pay you a private visit incognito!"