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Chapter 469 Why is Senior Brother Not Rigorous?

When the two returned to Meiyuan, the Chang Geng star in the sky was particularly bright, and it was about to dawn.

Mingruo went to the bathroom to take a hot bath, drank a bowl of hot milk and egg fermented glutinous rice, and then went to sleep holding her own special 'cuddle pillow'.

When the sky was bright, Cui Huan walked out of the Buddhist hall and went to the big kitchen to get breakfast for the princess. At first, she didn't realize anything was wrong. Because the Buddhist hall was remote, it was normal to see no one around.

However, walking along the way, in the huge palace, I didn't even see the maid cleaning the house in the morning, which was a bit strange.

Cui Huan walked into the courtyard where the large kitchen was located and found that it was quiet inside. Usually at this time, it was when breakfast was delivered to various courtyards and Zhuangzi went up to deliver vegetables to the mansion, so it would never be so quiet.

Looking at the kitchen, there was a big lock on the door. Cui Huan's heart skipped a beat. She had the feeling that the prince had taken the whole family away, leaving only their master and servant here.

The butler of the palace opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping on the corridor. He had been freezing outside all night, and his body was stiff and he could not move. He quickly called the servants to help him, but no one answered.

No matter how sleepy he was, it was impossible to sleep outside in such a cold weather. The housekeeper quickly rubbed his hands and feet, regained his composure, and ran to the main courtyard where Prince Li lived.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, my heart felt cold. The guards guarding the door, and even the secret guards hiding in the dark, were lying all over the courtyard.

The housekeeper couldn't control that much, so he broke into Prince Li's bedroom directly: "Your Majesty!"

Fortunately, the prince was not assassinated. He called a dozen times and got a response.

Si Tang slowly opened his eyes and saw the anxious look on the housekeeper's face. He rubbed his heavy head. It had been many years since he had slept until dawn: "What time is it now?"

"It's almost time..." the butler replied tremblingly, wondering whether he should tell the prince what was going on outside now.

"So late?" Si Tang frowned. Last night he was in the secret treasury personally watching the silver moved from the Shi Mansion into the treasury. He slept a little later than usual, but he had insomnia, so he couldn't sleep any longer.

It's impossible to sleep for so long at night.

"Your Majesty, we are afraid that we have been tricked. Everyone in the house has slept to death. My slave...slept on the verandah all night." The housekeeper guessed that he had a fever, and now he was so cold that he just wanted to shiver.

"What!" Si Tang thought that before Shi Mansion, everyone in the mansion had fallen asleep...

Si Tang immediately jumped up from the bed, pulled on a robe and put it on while walking out. When he saw the secret guard lying on the ground in the yard, he felt something bad and hurriedly headed towards the secret library.

When Si Tang saw the empty secret storehouse, his vision suddenly went dark. If the housekeeper hadn't been there to help him, he would have fallen down.

He shook off the butler's hand and hurried to the other two secret rooms. Fortunately, the secret room where the jewelry and antiques were stored had no trace of being tampered with.

"Feng Muyuan, I and you are at odds with each other!" Although there was no evidence, Si Tang had already determined in his heart that it was Feng Muyuan who had moved the silver from the secret treasury.

First of all, Prince Li's Mansion was just like Shi's Mansion, and the whole house was stunned. Secondly, there must be Xikang fine works hidden in Shi's Mansion. Following the path they took to carry the silver last night, they got into the Prince's Mansion. The most hateful thing is that not only did Shi

He took away the money from the government, and also took away the money he had emptied from the treasury over the years.

The more Si Tang thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally, he really fell ill.

Since I have to leave the imperial capital for a long time, I have to be busy with many things. Not only do I have to prepare a large amount of Chinese patent medicines for a medicine hall, Yunzhuanglou and Jian Mingxuan also have to launch a batch of new medicines before the year. clothes, jewelry and dishes.

Several mansions that frequently move around also need to prepare New Year's gifts. They are leaving Beijing, so New Year's gifts must be prepared in advance. At the Duke's Mansion, some commonly used medicines must be prepared for grandpa and grandma. It is already winter, so for grandpa Plasters for the legs must be arranged.

Even in spite of his busy schedule, Mingruo heard that King Li was seriously ill this time. He had to drink two cents of ginseng soup every day. And he only used the top part of the ginseng, and the rest. Every corner of the ginseng was not used. Suddenly, the price of a century-old ginseng that was of good quality in the imperial capital increased a lot, but the supply was still in short supply.

Shen Cong was even better at doing business, but he didn't raise the price. Instead, he cut off the first part of the ginseng and sold the remaining length for the price of the whole ginseng, and the rest was for nothing. According to what Lao Shen said, let's go flat. The common people are not as noble as the prince. As long as it is ginseng, any part of it is useful, and the prince can use whatever is left.

After half a month of busy work, the day finally came for Prince Yun to go to Xikang as an envoy. Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites sent three officials with three subordinates and three servants, as well as the birthday gift prepared by the Ministry of Rites for Emperor Sheng. There were seven carriages in total, and 200 elite soldiers from the Northwest Army were selected as escorts.

Si Haochen always went out in a light carriage, but this time it was two carriages. He obviously brought three people from Chuyi, Fifteenth and Xunyi, who acted as bodyguards and coachmen. Mingruo only brought a maid, A Yuan.

The three members of the Ministry of Rites and the Honglu Temple felt ashamed when they saw Prince Yun and the princess looking so simple. Then when they looked at themselves as a grown man, carrying so many people and things.

Yan Zhaobai also took the Nanrong envoy and set off with Prince Yun's team. There was a long way to go to Nanrong and Xikang, and it was said that there was more or less care on the way.

In fact, twenty people from the Northwest Army who served as guards were transferred from the Navy Army. They would later return to Nanrong with Yan Zhaobai and receive training in the Haiwei Army.

This method of 'study abroad' was originally thought up by Mingruo.

The group of people walked to Shili Pavilion outside the city and met the Xikang delegation led by Feng Muyuan. Feng Muyuan had been tortured by Si Tang these days and expressed that he wanted to go with Prince Yun.

Si Haochen rejected Feng Muyuan on the grounds that there were too many people in the team and they could not accommodate him at the post station.

Mingruo rolled his eyes: "A poisonous insect bit my fifth brother before, and now I want us to take you with us... Even though you look ugly, you think you are quite beautiful!"

Yan Zhaobai shook his head with a smile and saw someone in the pavilion: "Your senior brother is here to see you off again."

"Ah!" Mingruo was startled. Most of the people from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple were Dan Xu's spies. When did senior brother become so careless in doing things...

Si Haochen and Mingruo both got off the carriage and walked into Shiliting.

Jun Che was sitting in the pavilion wearing a white fox fur cloak. The wind blew by, and the fur peaks of the fox fur trembled slightly, adding a bit of elegance to the fairy aura. The little silver fox named "Scarf" was lying on the pavilion. At his feet, the picture is like a scroll, so beautiful that people don't want to disturb it.


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