To break a conspiracy requires means, but the most powerful method that can cut off future troubles is conspiracy.
Just because conspiracies are accompanied by more conspiracies, only conspiracies can be upright and fair.
Before political opponents make a fuss, be clear-minded and make progress by retreating. This is Gu Fenglin's sword without an edge.
The emperor looked at Gu Fenglin, his expression difficult to distinguish between happiness and anger.
Gu Fenglin lowered his eyes, his expression was calm, his eyebrows were relaxed, and there was not much sadness about being framed or plotted.
The emperor sighed: "There will be many more things like this in the future. If you don't help me, who will?"
He smiled, put his hand on Mu Yunhan's letter, and praised: "Mrs. Anguo did an excellent job. She is indeed a heroine."
"In the past, last year, you said that the Medicinal Food Hall belongs to the State of Zhao and can be taken out at any time for the State of Zhao.
To be honest, I didn't believe it at the time, but today, I believe it.
You write a letter and tell Mrs. Anguo to save some money. There will be many places where you will need money in the future."
Gu Fenglin's eyes were bright, and he looked at the emperor steadily regardless of the rudeness.
The emperor smiled: "What are you looking at, Alin?"
Gu Fenglin said in a deep voice: "I am looking at Ming Jun and my confidant."
The emperor was a little stunned, then laughed.
The unhappiness caused by massacres, arson cases and nursery rhymes was much lessened at this moment.
He stretched out his fat white hand, patted Gu Fenglin's shoulder vigorously, and said loudly: "Then you read it right, I promise you to see it to your heart's content!"
Gu Fenglin raised the corners of his lips and looked at the emperor and smiled.
There is nothing more joyful than a monarch and his ministers getting along well with each other, overcoming difficulties and sprinting forward together for a common ideal.
Eunuch Jin came quickly and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is very happy."
The emperor said calmly: "Why are you so happy?"
Eunuch Jin said: "Concubine Rou was feeling a little uncomfortable when she got up early. She just asked the imperial doctor to see her. She is happy."
"Okay!" The emperor happily ordered: "Reward the concubine generously."
But then, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, as he thought of the estranged Queen Zou and the eldest son of the emperor.
Eunuch Jin smiled and went down to make arrangements.
Gu Fenglin looked at the emperor's face and didn't think he needed his presence at this time, so he stood up and left.
As expected, the emperor did not keep him, and only said: "You can rest assured, there is money in the treasury, and rewards must be given according to merit, so that everyone can be motivated."
Mu Yunhan received Gu Fenglin's letter the next morning. She put her mind at ease and handled the funeral affairs in an orderly manner according to the original plan.
On the evening of the third day, all the more than 60 people who died in the fire were buried, and the reconstruction plan for the house was initially announced.
Mu Yunhan ordered people to invite Peng Bo and Meng Jia, and asked them when they would be free to discuss reconstruction together.
Meng Jia and Peng Bo did not refuse and came quickly.
Mu Yunhan had not received any further news about the arson case in the past two days, so he could not help but observe these two people carefully.
Peng Bo is still the same, smiling hypocritically.
Meng Jia was obviously much more gloomy and a little thinner. The lines on his face were more distinct and his chin was shaved green.
Seeing her look, he nodded to her lightly, took the drawing and looked at it carefully.
Immediately afterwards, representatives of the victims poured in, and a group of people expressed their opinions based on the house construction drawings.
When the quarrel was at its most lively, Mu Li quickly came in from outside and said loudly: "Madam, there is news from Beijing, I'm so happy!"
Everyone was stunned and fell silent.
Peng Bo stroked his beard, glanced at Mu Yunhan, and asked, "What's the big happy event?"