Thoughts in Song Shuwan's mind were surging, and she soon found a similar situation. Instead, she was filled with fear: "Isn't the Ministry of Revenue always in charge of the royal palace's salt supply? Why was King Yong involved in it? Even the Song family was involved in it two years ago.
Are all the cases related to Shiohiki?"
Pei Huan frowned slightly. He had been thinking about this issue before, so he came here with a letter, but he didn't expect that Song Shuwan didn't know anything about the Song family's situation.
Thinking of this, he reminded: "The reason why the Song family was copied and executed was because letters exchanged with Tatars were found in the Song Mansion, which involved border defense plans. It was treason, not related to Yanyin as you said."
Song Shuwan's face darkened and she said word by word: "My father will never treason. It's too late for him to hate Tatars. How can he communicate with Tatars?"
"But among the evidence in the case, there are relevant letters, which were found from the secret room of the Song Mansion."
Pei Huan emphasized his tone, and after his words fell, the room fell into silence.
Song Shuwan stared at the letter in her hand, thinking from the Song family to Prince Yong's Mansion, and then from Prince Yong's Mansion to the Yue family.
"My father's letter mentioned Yan Yin. No matter what, I feel that the downfall of the Song family should be somewhat involved in Yan Yin, as well as the Yue family's case..."
Song Shuwan raised her head: "Your Majesty, Yan Yin may be a clue."
Pei Huan nodded: "Yan Yin is indeed a clue, but I think the opposite to you. I don't think Yan Yin is involved in the Song family's case."
Song Shuwan was stunned. Ever since she took out the letter from Pei Huan, the man's thoughts had always been opposite to hers.
Yan Yin, treason.
It's involved, it's not involved...
All kinds of things were mixed together, with a kind of helplessness and hesitation that she couldn't express.
What happened to the Song family case?
Hearing Song Shuwan's silence, Pei Huan sighed secretly. It was strange. Song Shuwan seemed to be excluded from the Song family. She was obviously a member of the Song family, but she had no idea about the Song family's case.
"Don't think too much, I will let people continue to investigate. By the way, the soul flower will be sent to the capital in half a month. By then, I will trouble you with my eyes and legs."
Song Shuwan came back to her senses and subconsciously twitched the corners of her lips: "Your Majesty, please rest assured. When the Soul Flower comes back, I will definitely adjust the treatment for you."
In the following days, the capital city was extremely peaceful, as if what happened before had been forgotten by the people.
At this time, a piece of news suddenly spread - the death of Prince Nanming was related to Hehuanlou. He was beaten to death for competing for beauties.
"I heard that the person who beat Prince Nanming to death was related to Prince Yong's Mansion."
"Oh my God, the people in Prince Yong's Mansion are so arrogant that they even dare to beat Prince Nanming to death."
"Why have you been staring at who the Prince of Nanming was beaten to death? I'm curious, what kind of beauty does it take to make people fight for her to the point of killing her?"
The people were talking a lot, and the girls from Hehuan Tower were lifted out one by one and pushed back one by one.
In this strange atmosphere, another news came out - the young princess wanted to choose a consort, and the emperor intended to select one of the young people of the right age in the capital to enter the princess' palace.
As soon as the news came out, all the young people in the capital were shocked.
"Didn't you say that Princess Huayang would be used to marry into other countries? Why is it that now that there is no news about the marriage, the princess wants to choose a consort instead?"
"Hey, the little princess has always been interested in Prince Pei of the Hou Mansion. Even if she chooses a consort, she won't like anyone else, right?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm really curious about who the little princess's consort will be."
In the Hou Mansion, Song Shuwan was holding a tea cup and slowly and slowly used the tea lid to remove the tea leaves on top.
Fei Yuan's eyebrows were full of joy as she recounted what Jingzhong was saying at the moment: "Prince Concubine, who do you think the little princess will choose to be her consort?"
Song Shuwan took a sip of tea and slowly raised her eyes: "Who the little princess chooses to be her consort is the little princess's choice and has nothing to do with us."
Fei Yuan opened her eyes wide: "But the Crown Princess, everyone said that the little princess is interested in the Crown Prince, but she won't..."
"Cough cough cough!"
At this moment, Baicao beside him suddenly coughed, and the violent cough interrupted Fei Yuan's unfinished words.
Song Shuwan twitched the corner of her lips, her eyes fell on the door, and her tone was a bit narrow-minded: "Your Majesty, are you here today because of rumors in the capital?"
Pei Huan's face was a little ugly, but his mood was very stable: "No."
After saying this, he waved away the people in the room.
"I came here today because I want you to leave Beijing with me."
"Leaving Beijing?"
Song Shuwan repeated his words with a little more confusion on her face: "Why does the Crown Prince have to leave the capital?"
Pei Huan's face turned dark: "Five days ago, a flood broke out in Mingzhou City. The embankments on both sides of the river were washed away. Hundreds of thousands of people were trapped in it, causing heavy casualties. The imperial court needs people to escort the food and herbs for disaster relief."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and looked at Pei Huan, but what was thinking in her mind was that the little princess wanted to choose a prince-in-law.
The emperor transferred Pei Huan out of the capital at this time, perhaps because he wanted to show his respect, but more importantly, he wanted to avoid the little princess choosing his consort.
Putting her thoughts away, Song Shuwan stood up and said: "There will definitely be a plague after the flood. If the prince goes to provide relief, the time cannot be wasted. Has the court prepared food and herbs?"
"Still preparing, I can leave tomorrow at the latest."
Song Shuwan nodded: "I'll let Baicao and Feiyuan pack their clothes."
When the master of Qingfengyuan was about to leave, the people in the underground immediately started to move, and it didn't take long for them to pack their luggage.
Song Shuwan was torn between Baicao and Feiyuan, and finally decided to take Feiyuan and Song Ren with her.
Baicao was stunned: "Why doesn't the Crown Princess bring any slaves?"
"Cunshan Hall needs people with medical skills to take charge. It would be most suitable for you to stay in Beijing."
Song Shuwan gave a brief explanation, and then she saw Yue Hong walking in wearing the clothes of a maid in the Hou Mansion.
"Prince Concubine, Yue Hong also wants to go to disaster relief."
Song Shuwan's words of rejection were still in her mouth when she suddenly remembered that the Yue family left something behind and asked, "Do you want to give away the things that the Yue family left behind?"
Yue Hong pursed her lips: "Those things were given to the Crown Princess by the Yue family. Yue Hong can't move them. Yue Hong just wants to follow the Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan frowned slightly, and after thinking about it several times, she decided to take Yue Hong with her.
The next day, a carriage left the capital, followed by dozens of oxcarts, filled with grain and medicinal herbs.
"Mingzhou City is more than three hundred miles away from the capital. It will take more than twenty days to travel day and night. Crown Princess, you should have a good rest and don't get tired."
Song Ren was holding a list in his hand, looking at it and talking.
Song Shuwan smiled and suddenly saw the motorcade stopped, so she got up and walked forward: "Your Majesty, how do you feel now?"
Pei Huan raised his head slightly: "What do you mean?"
Song Shuwan was about to answer when she suddenly heard a sound breaking through the air.
