Wang Jun listened to the sound of ruts in the front yard and the sound of horse hooves trampling the silence of the street. He trotted over with his skirt in hand. It was his father who got out of the carriage and asked, "Where did father go so late?"
"I went out with Yin Peng for a walk, why haven't you taken a break yet?" Wang Wenqian asked with a smile.
"I went shopping with Tu'er today and saw several shops selling Qianyang cloth in the West Market, so I bought a few pieces of Qianyang cloth and wanted to make two robes for my father to keep out the cold."
Wang Jun said happily for today's harvest,
"In cold weather, cotton is warmer than linen and silk, and the texture of Qianyang cloth is finer than ordinary cotton, and it is comfortable to wear. It is really an excellent material. My daughter heard that Uncle Han and Han Qian
Cotton cultivation in Xuzhou has been vigorously cultivated. In just three to five years, the number of acres increased from a thousand acres to more than 100,000 acres. Cotton seeds were also purchased from surrounding counties and counties. However, the weaving institutes in Qianyang, Linjiang, China and other places only employed two or three people.
Thousands of people, it can be seen that they must have new methods to peel cotton and spin thread, so that they can save labor so much and sell such good materials so cheaply. Dad said that giving to the people can help the world. If Xuzhou is really like this
As my daughter guessed, she has figured out a new method of removing seeds and spinning cotton, which can be said to be the greatest in the world of clothing and quilts, right?"
"How can you explain the word "Zebei Tianxia" in such a random way like you?" Wang Wenqian said with a smile, "The cloth produced in Xuzhou is only for the benefit of merchants."
"Don't talk about the North. Even the poor people in Chuzhou can't afford silk, and their winter clothes can't be filled with valuables like silk wadding. They can only use linen cloth filled with grass wadding, which is really hard to keep out the cold. This is also the case after winter.
Typhoid fever occurs frequently in the Huaihe River and the epidemic increases sharply. The main reason why the dead are everywhere is because when it comes to poverty, it must be accompanied by hunger and cold." Wang Jun said seriously with a snowy face, "Even if Xuzhou's plan is the work of merchants,
It is beneficial, but if its method can be implemented all over the world and the common people can afford to wear cold clothes, it will be a great lake."
"My lady is so knowledgeable that she would have been able to serve as a female prime minister during the reign of Emperor Wu of the previous dynasty!" Yin Peng said with a smile, "I just don't know which husband is rich enough to marry the lady back to be the father-in-law of his son?"
"I don't want to marry someone who will be the father of my children." Wang Jun looked up at his father and asked, "My father often said that Uncle Han has a great ambition to help the world. Can I go to Uncle Han in the next two days to ask for money for weaving Qianyang cloth?"
The Dharma is promoted in Chuzhou? If this can really happen, my father will have really done a great meritorious deed!"
Wang Wenqian was slightly startled, not knowing how to respond to his daughter's words. Could it be that he had just dug a big hole and was waiting to see if Han Daoxun would jump?
"The iron tools produced in Xuzhou, even ordinary farm tools, are much better than those produced in other states and counties," Wang Jun said without realizing the strange color on his father's face, smiling to himself, "
Maybe it’s useless to ask Uncle Han for this matter. Qiuhu Mountain Craftsmanship Workshop was created by Han Qian, and most of Xuzhou’s new iron cloth method was also made by Han Qian. Unfortunately, some people still laugh at him for being ignorant - Dad, you
Most of them can't fight Han Qian, and Uncle Yin was accidentally captured alive by him. Why don't you wait until Han Qian brings Shu back? Dad, please go to Han Qian and ask Chuzhou what price it will cost to get the new cloth iron law?"
Yin Peng coughed twice in embarrassment, then said goodbye and left.
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Lanting Lane is shrouded in the silent night.
Han Qian "absconded" to Xuzhou, and the soldiers of the Han family who settled in Lanting Lane, Kaoshan Lane, and Tieli Lane all moved westward with Han Qian; Lin Haizheng, Tian Cheng, Gao Shao and their family members also moved in together
Xuzhou.
After that, the warehouse and money shop were taken over by people sent by the prince's government.
Since Han Qian did not return to Jinling, Jinyun Tower re-established the information spying network in Jinling, with the former Prince's Palace, namely Tan Palace and Ningxiang Tower as the core of the organization.
Many houses near Lanting Lane are empty. No new families have moved in at this time, so it looks quite empty.
Feng Liao held up a small bright-cornered lantern, pushed open the door from the side courtyard and walked out to the yard diagonally opposite.
Zhou Zhi took leave from the palace and could not return in the middle of the night. He did not have a house in the city. At the same time, he was the victim of suffering. It was impossible to send someone to throw him into the prison of Jingzhao Mansion directly. Han
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Daoxun directly arranged for him to stay overnight in the guest house on Lanting Lane. He would bring him back to Jingzhao Mansion tomorrow to inquire about the case in detail and to further confirm whether it was necessary to report it to the police and open the coffin for an autopsy.
Feng Liao was carrying a pot of wine and a bag of beef, with his heart in his throat. After encountering two secret whistles, he forced himself to calm down and knocked on the door to signal the guards guarding the guest courtyard to let him in.
Although the Feng family had some unscrupulous slaves in the past, who either hooked up with the maids in the palace and committed adultery, or stole and sold, or embezzled the master's property, all of them were secretly dealt with by Feng Liao, but at that time Feng Liao had men who did dirty work.
He has never done it himself.
No matter who was behind the scenes, or whether it was as Zhou Zhi said, he had been waiting in the dark for Han Daoxun's car after leaving the palace. Feng Liao looked at the wine bottle and the package of beef in his hand.
I thought that Zhou Zhi must not be allowed to live until tomorrow.
Once the truth about Shen He's death was revealed, Feng Liao could not imagine what kind of huge waves it would cause!
Han Qian was far away in the capital of Shu, four or five thousand miles away, and Feng Liao could not find anyone else to discuss this matter.
Of course, if he really wanted to kill Zhou Zhi and silence him, he would definitely offend the Lord. Feng Liao thought that Zhao Wuji would also be responsible for commanding the guards to protect Han Daoxun's safety, so he could only do it himself.
No matter how furious Han Daoxun was afterwards, there was no problem in expelling him or seizing him in Jingzhao Mansion Prison. The key now was to delay the matter until Han Qian returned from Shu.
"Master Feng, why are you still up so late?" The guard guarding the Guest House opened the door from inside and asked in shock when he saw Feng Liao.
"There are some ambiguities in Zhou Zhi's petition. Sir, please ask me to come over and ask for clarification," Feng Xiao said calmly, "In addition, Zhou Zhi blocked the street to complain. I'm afraid he didn't even eat much. I passed by the kitchen and saw
When I arrived there was still some cold wine and cold beef, I gave them to him to eat - I asked about the confidentiality of this matter, but don't come in, I'll go directly to Zhou Zhi."
"Did I say that Zhou Zhi's paper was ambiguous?" Han Daoxun and Zhao Kuo walked out of the shadows of the corridor, staring at the wine bottle and cold beef in Feng Liao's hands, and asked sternly, "You
What are you holding in your hand? You came here to meet Zhou Zhi privately in my name, what exactly do you want to do?"
Feng Liao's face turned pale. He didn't expect that Han Daoxun didn't take a rest, but just waited here waiting for him to fall into a trap.
Zhao Kuo stepped forward, snatched the wine pot and beef, and signaled the guards to bring in a black dog.
The black dog did not drink. Zhao Kuo squatted down and put his arms around the black dog's neck. He forced the wine and beef into the dog's mouth on the spot and forced it to eat. After a while, the dog was seen struggling wildly under Zhao Kuo's armpits, but was
Zhao Kuo grabbed his mouth and could only let out a whimpering roar, which was especially embarrassing in this silent night.
The black dog soon convulsed, foamed at the mouth, and died.
Zhou Zhi, the sufferer, came out and turned pale when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that he had just passed death.
When Feng Liao saw that his whereabouts were exposed, he lowered his voice and said to Han Daoxun: "Zhou Zhi blocked the street to complain. Your Excellency, you must first find out who commanded it, and don't fall into the trap of the traitor!"
"You actually want to secretly poison and murder the sufferer, you are so brave," Han Daoxun was so angry that the veins on his forehead were bulging and his hands were shaking. He didn't expect that Feng Liao would be so bold and dared to kill people and silence him under his nose.
Knowing how much they were hiding from him, he motioned to the left and right and shouted in a deep voice, "Get Feng Liao!"
Although the two guards in the guest house were brought back to Jinling by Zhao Wuji this time, in any case, as members of the Han family, they would only obey Han Daoxun's orders at this time. They immediately found hemp rope and tied Feng Liao tightly.
"Shaojian Shen was very kind to this villain during his lifetime. He also said that he would adopt this villain as his adopted son. Even if he is a shameless person, he still wants to redress Shaojian Shen's grievances. He is definitely not being provoked by others. Please be aware of this!" Zhou Zhi knelt in front of the porch and kowtowed.
Screaming injustice.
"I have accepted your petition and will definitely give it to you and give an explanation to Young Supervisor Shen," Han Daoxun said in a deep voice, "You can rest here for the time being. Don't worry if anyone dares to come and disturb you again. You will go back to the palace tomorrow.
If anything happens, I will notify the chamberlain to summon you to inquire."
Han Daoxun stared at the two guards guarding the courtyard and said sternly: "Master, if something goes wrong in this courtyard, I will ask you for it." After giving the instructions, he asked Zhao
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Kuo held Feng Liao's hand and followed him to the compound.
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"Feng Liao, tell me, how many things did you and Qian'er hide from me? Shen He was poisoned and died. Why did you hide it in every possible way?"
Feng Liao dared to kill someone in front of his nose. Han Daoxun was furious. He returned to the study and asked Feng Liao to kneel on the cold ground to question him without letting anyone untie the hemp rope that bound his hands.
Zhao Wuji and Han Laoshan were both alarmed at this time, but what could they say while standing in the study?
"Shen He was indeed poisoned and died. When he arrived in Tanzhou, the young master had noticed it and asked the doctor to confirm it." Feng Liao collected his thoughts for a moment, knelt down on the cold brick floor and said, "But the young master and His Highness
They suspected that it was poison from An Ning Palace, intending to replace their people to serve His Majesty. The young master was worried about alerting the enemy, so he just reported the matter to His Majesty secretly, and His Majesty took care of everything. On the surface, Tanzhou claimed that Shen He was infected with the miasma.
At that time, Shen He was seriously poisoned and could not be saved. The Tanzhou medical officer only treated him with miasma. Zhou Zhi had to redress his grievances. Someone must be plotting behind the scenes. Feng Liao killed him to silence him because he did not want An Ning Palace to be alert to the treacherous plot to be exposed and set off an uproar.
Shocking waves."
"You are still talking nonsense, do you really think that I, Han Daoxun, are easy to bully?" Han Daoxun slammed the table angrily and asked.
"Young Master and Third Highness may be worried that Your Majesty, after learning about Shen He's poisoning, may mobilize Chuzhou soldiers and horses to cross the river to suppress the rebellion in Anning Palace, so they deliberately concealed the matter, right?" Zhao Kuo guessed, "Young Master, what exactly is the matter?
I still only want to assist His Highness Third Prince in ascending the throne."
"The honor and disgrace of the Han family and the restoration of the Feng family are all tied to the third prince. If you want to expose this case, your majesty will only make your majesty suspicious of the third prince and the young master. I hope you will think twice!" Zhao Kuo is usually silent, although What he said was far from the truth, but it was extremely difficult to think of this step. Feng Liao followed his tone and continued to advise Han Daoxun.
"It can't be that simple. If Shen He is really poisoned by Anning Palace, His Majesty should be informed secretly. As long as Anning Palace can be successfully stabilized, Your Majesty will not be so impatient and directly decide on the candidate for the crown prince," Han Daoxun He shook his head, not believing Feng Liao's words. He closed his eyes with a headache, rubbed his temples and thought hard. After a while, a thought suddenly occurred to him. He opened his eyes and stared at Feng Liao, "Is your Majesty also poisoned?" Don’t know yet?”
Only then did Feng Liao sit down on the cold brick floor. He really didn't know how to respond to Han Daoxun's question.
Han Qian brought Zhao Wuji back with a letter. The letter arrived in his hands the night before. Han Qian gave many instructions and instructions in the letter. What he emphasized was that his father should not know about the poisoning of Emperor Tianyou. But who could have imagined that the people behind the scenes were so ruthless? Damn, who would have thought that Han Daoxun wouldn't be so easy to deceive!
Seeing Feng Liao's reaction, Han Daoxun felt a chill running down his spine. He never expected that Han Qian would be so bold as to hide this earth-shaking news.
"Zhao Wuji, what do you know? Is His Majesty deeply poisoned?" Han Daoxun looked at Zhao Wuji with sharp eyes and asked in a deep voice.
Zhao Wuji lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at Han Daoxun.
"You, you, besides seeking personal gain, have you ever thought about the commonwealth of the world? Have you ever thought about the hundreds of millions of common people?" Han Daoxun said sadly, "At this time, it is possible to stabilize the situation by sending troops from Chuzhou to Beijing. Do you have any ideas? Thinking of the day when Your Majesty Dufa suddenly dies, how many people will die and how much blood will be shed in this great Jianghuai state?"
Han Daoxun felt a pain in his chest. He did not expect Qian'er to help the third prince to ascend the throne. He would sit and watch the Jianghuai land flow into rivers of blood. He opened the window and saw that the sky was light green. In a short time, the palace door would open. He ordered Zhao Kuodao: "Zhao Kuo, prepare your horses immediately, let's enter the palace!"
"Sir, the young master and the third prince committed a serious crime of deceiving the emperor. Even if His Majesty does not pursue the case, King Xin will use this to liquidate the Han family after he ascends the throne!" Feng Liao stood up in a hurry and reached out to stop Han Daoxun.
"Pull him away!" Han Daoxun stared at Feng Liao indifferently, motioning to Zhao Wuji, and Zhao Kuo pulled him away.
Seeing that Zhao Wuji was coming to take him away, Feng Liao said anxiously: "Zhao Wuji, my young master ordered you to obey my orders in everything after arriving in Jinling?"
Zhao Wuji was startled, not understanding what Feng Liao meant, but Han Qian did indeed give such an order...
