Fu Jin rubbed his red nose, sneezed, and said feebly: "You are here to visit the patient!"
"Yes, I heard that you are sick." Jiang Wenfeng looked at Fu Jin like this and asked curiously, "It's not the season change yet, why are you sick?"
Fu Jin covered his nose with a handkerchief and said, "What you said makes it sound like you won't be hungry until dinner time."
Jiang Wenfeng had become accustomed to this teacher's private habits and asked without changing his expression: "I heard that you fell ill after a trip to Prime Minister Lu's Mansion?"
"That's right." Fu Jin sighed, "Isn't it possible that I got sick after standing in front of Prime Minister Lu's door for half the night?"
"For what?"
"What else can happen? His Royal Highness is being punished now!"
Yes, a while ago the prince took over the job of a river worker, but ended up taking matters into his own hands and causing problems, which made the emperor so angry that he still doesn't want to talk to him.
For this matter, Mr. Fu went to Prime Minister Lu's Mansion several times.
Those people said that His Royal Highness was so lucky to have such a teacher.
Jiang Wenfeng silently changed a word in his mind.
It must be too unlucky.
He glanced outside and ordered: "Lei Hong, I'll talk to the gentleman. You go outside and wait for a while."
Lei Hong understood and replied: "Yes."
After he left the door, Jiang Wenfeng asked in a low voice: "What kind of big thing happened, sir, do you want to make yourself sick on purpose?"
Fu Jin blew his nose again, his voice a little hoarse: "Send a letter to the northwest immediately and tell him that the spies from the Imperial City Department have set off and the emperor wants to kill him!"
Jiang Wenfeng was shocked: "What?"
But Fu Jin's expression couldn't be more serious, he was serious.
Jiang Wenfeng thought silently for a while and asked, "You don't need the Yang family's line?"
Fu Jin shook his head: "Just in case."
Jiang Wenfeng knew that before Yang Shu left Beijing, he kept all his personnel. In the past two years, they used this to establish a complete intelligence system.
Normally, a confident person like Mr. would trust the intelligence system that he has personally handled, but he said it was just in case, which shows that he cannot afford to take even the slightest risk.
"That's why you went to ask Prime Minister Lu all night?"
Unexpectedly, Fu Jin looked disapproving: "I have already thought about how to deal with it, but I just want to force that old guy to board the pirate ship."
"..." Jiang Wenfeng asked, "Sir, what do you want to do?"
"We've already reached this point, what else can we do? Let's put it to death and live another life." Fu Jin's eyes flashed with coldness, "Anyway, this rumor can't go away, so let it spread more violently, it's best
It’s known all over the world and there’s an uproar!”
Jiang Wenfeng was shocked: "Sir! What are you going to do? It's hard to deal with the trouble!"
Fu Jin was unmoved: "Haven't you seen it yet? The emperor is no longer the emperor two years ago."
Jiang Wenfeng was stunned for a moment.
"Two years ago, he was still a benevolent king, always thinking about leaving a name in history. But in the past two years, maybe his health has deteriorated, maybe many things have become more and more unsatisfactory, and he has become a lot crueler! Look, he has no room for it.
They denounced the rumors on the surface, but secretly sent people to the northwest. However, the clear path was not to give the young master a chance to live. The emperor actually used spies to kill people, which shows that there is no way to retreat, and the only way is to kill the fish and defeat the net.
"
Jiang Wenfeng was silent for a long time and asked softly: "Are you trying to use public opinion to force him to give up killing people?"
"What are you thinking about? Public opinion can only fan the flames, strength is the real bargaining chip." Fu Jin smiled and said, "I want to tell him not to kill him if he wants to!"
"gentlemen!"
"Immediately send a message to the northwest. The night bats have already set off. They are fast and will arrive in a short time. How to avoid the night bats' pursuit depends on our young master's ability. If he can escape, it means that
God is willing to give him a chance. If he can't escape, then let's just go to bed and treat it as if we have been playing a game in the past two years."
Jiang Wenfeng's head hurt a little.
At first, he just thought that there were too many lunatics in this group. If he didn't follow them, who knew what trouble they would cause.
Who would have thought that once mixed with it, it would be impossible to pull it out.
How is he different from rebelling against the party?
What about the one who said he was willing to sell his fame and reputation to the sky?
"What are you still doing? Go quickly! We have a lot to do! Well, we still have to find a way to contact the Zong family. This is the most important thing. Not only does Zong Xu know the inside story, he also admires the young master. This step is indispensable.
His cooperation..."
Fu Jin wiped his nose, sharpened his ink and started writing a letter.
Jiang Wenfeng saw that the teacher was like this. What else could he say?
Forget it, let's just repay Miss Ming's favor. If it weren't for her, he and Qian Niang would be separated forever.
…
However, in just half a month, the rumors in the capital not only did not subside, but also spread even more outrageously.
for example--
"How could the Third Young Master Yang be the heir to the First Crown Prince? Isn't this outrageous? His father is the Second Young Master Yang. He has a name and a surname, not just a cat or a dog."
"What's impossible? His grandmother was a princess who grew up bright and clear! Who doesn't know that the eldest princess loves her younger brother? If something really happened, it wouldn't be surprising at all to hide the younger brother's descendants in her own home and take the name of her grandson!
"
"That seems to make sense..."
"Speaking of which, the eldest grandson's concubine is also the daughter of the Pei family, and is a sister to Mrs. Yang."
"Hey, is it the same as the one in the palace?"
"Yes, yes."
"I heard that the person in the palace is the widow of the second master Yang, who is also the mother of the third master Yang. Now it is said that the third master Yang is actually the heir of the first prince. Could it be..."
Although no one said those words, everyone understood the meaning.
Rumors once again reached the ears of the emperor. He was furious in the morning, reprimanded Jiang Wenfeng and ordered him to resolve the matter within three days.
So the government went out and arrested several groups of people, finally suppressing the public opinion.
But I didn't dare to say it openly, but secretly it was even more violent.
If this is false, why is the emperor angry? He is a rare benevolent king. Officials and people have always been given lenient punishment when they commit crimes. This time, he just spread a few words and got so angry. Is there an ulterior reason behind it?
?
When the emperor heard the report from the Imperial City Secretary, he was so angry that he almost had a headache.
As for Fu Jin, Lu Qian took the initiative to call him over.
"It's always you who did it this time, right?" Mr. Lu's face was livid, and he wanted to hit him on the head with an inkstone and finish him off.
Fu Jin changed his attitude and became more rogue than before.
He sat down in front of Lu Qian and said with a smile: "Why don't you, Mr. Xiang, refuse to help? I'm not smart enough, haven't I already done the work?"
Lu Qian looked at him and sneered: "Last time you said you were putting him on the fire to roast him, but now you are confused? The bigger you make the matter, the less likely it is to save his life! Once a person dies, what will happen?
It’s all solved.”
Fu Jin looked at him with a smile: "Old Prime Minister, what if he can't kill someone?"
Lu Qian frowned: "What can't be killed?"
Fu Jin smiled and said nothing: "Why don't you wait and see, it takes a while for the news to reach the northwest from the capital." (To be continued)