Mu Yunhan also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Elder Wu. After dismissing everyone, he asked, "Does Alin have a letter to bring?"
"The dispatched manpower and materials will arrive early tomorrow morning. The first batch will be for emergency response, and the second batch will probably arrive in the evening."
Elder Wu took out a letter from his arms and handed it over: "Today there was a war coming from the north, so your Excellency delayed for a while before letting me come out."
"Is there a war coming from the north?"
Mu Yunhan was surprised. Was it the massacre that Gu Fenglin had foreseen earlier?
Did the Mongolian Party choose this moment to cause trouble? Was it a coincidence or was it intentional?
She opened the letter and read it quickly. Sure enough, something big happened in Guning City.
The spies opened the city gate late at night, and the Qi army sneaked into the city. Both the guard general and the state pastor were martyred. None of the 30,000 soldiers and civilians in the city were spared, and rivers of blood flowed.
Along with the military intelligence, there was also a personal letter from Emperor Qi.
His arrogant words reduced the whole Zhao country to nothing, and even stated that he wanted to avenge Jiang Yun.
After the defeat of Guning City, the Qi army did not stop, but prepared to attack the other two surrounding cities.
Therefore, the war in the north was tense at the moment, and Gu Fenglin was unable to take action to deal with matters here.
He explained everything to her in the letter and told her how to deal with Pu Cheng's affairs. The key point was to tell her that money was something external to the body and her safety was the most important.
As for the emperor's opinion on this matter, he probably didn't mention it because he was afraid that she would worry, and just comforted her not to worry too much.
Mu Yunhan thought about it carefully and felt that the emperor must be very unhappy.
Originally, the new tax law collected so much money at once, which was a matter of universal celebration, and the emperor himself felt proud.
But something like this suddenly happened, with so many people killed and injured, it was more than a disappointment.
Coupled with the Qi army's pressure on the border, the emperor was probably extremely agitated.
So at this time, there must be no chaos inside.
Mu Yunhan closed his eyes, tapped the desk gently, and secretly wondered if there was anything he hadn't thought through that would lead to loopholes.
Elder Wu did not dare to disturb her and sat aside quietly drinking water and eating without making any sound.
"Trouble...public opinion...stable..."
Mu Yunhan suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Call Gou Sheng'er."
Before she finished speaking, Gou Sheng'er had already run up to her and said excitedly: "Please give me your instructions, madam."
Mu Yunhan said: "I remember that the beggar gang in Beijing also has contacts with Pucheng, right?"
"Yes, ma'am, Park City is the branch in the capital. Last year, the master of the branch went to the capital to pay New Year's greetings. I even had drinks with him at the same table and became brothers."
In recent years, Gou Sheng'er has followed Mu Yunhan's arrangements and brought a group of subordinates with him, hanging out with people from all walks of life in Beijing.
He was shrewd and generous, and he was a brother-in-law with the leader of the Beijing Beggar Clan. They drank wine and ate meat at the same table, so he talked about these people and things in a clear and logical manner.
Mu Yunhan said: "Then I have a task for you. You should go to them immediately and ask me for all the information about this matter.
Before tomorrow morning, I want to know who the most prestigious among the victims are and who have personal contacts with people in the county government.
In addition, I want you to negotiate a business deal with them. As long as this thing is completed, the reward will be very generous..."
She whispered a few words, and Gou Sheng'er showed admiration and followed the order.
Xiaomi took the opportunity to hand over a bowl of noodles: "Ma'am, I'll just put some food on my stomach."