Su Hongyu, like Yao Xishui, is also one of the six oirans favored by the late Honglou.
Su Hongyu became famous a few years earlier than Yao Xishui. She was about twenty-three-four years old, plump and with a very beautiful face. She was sitting in front of the pavilion wearing a snow-white fur coat, with a green and purple skirt spread out, as if
The flowers were in full bloom, and I was tuning the piano in front of the pond with withered lotus leaves in the yard. There was a small amount of snow on the cobblestone path beside the pond.
Han Qian raised his head and looked at the sky. He didn't know when the snow had stopped, but the sky was still leaden and gloomy.
When Su Hongyu saw Han Qian rushing in, she raised her head and glanced at Yao Xishui who was following Han Qian. She didn't say anything else and continued to pluck the strings intermittently.
From this glance, Han Qian could confirm that Su Hongyu, like Yao Xishui, was the core figure who knew the secrets of Wanhonglou.
In the Late Red Mansion, the six oirans did not sell themselves, but they each had their own specialties. Yao Xishui was famous for his sword dance, while Su Hongyu was the best in Jinling for her piano skills, prompting hundreds of young princes in Jinling to spend huge sums of money just to hear a piece of music.
Han Qian can only be said to be the son of a minister. His father's official position is from the fourth rank, but he is in a leisurely position. Therefore, he cannot be said to be a prominent person among the noble families in Jinling.
He used to be obsessed with the girl from Wanhonglou, but he had not had the chance to listen to Su Hongyu play the piano, let alone watch Yao Xishui dance the sword.
That's not correct. More than half a month ago, Han Qian saw Yao Xishui approaching him with a sword.
It can train people like Su Hongyu and Yao Xishui, but it has also trained many assassins. The killers are hidden in the secret. What kind of organization is Wanhonglou?
Not to mention that Wan Honglou had such abundant resources, how could he convince Marquis Xinchang and Concubine Wang to cooperate with them and fully support the third prince Yang Yuanpu?
How could the Marquis of Xinchang and the Consort Wang easily believe that after deposing Yang Yuanpu to the throne, Wan Honglou would not have other evil intentions?
What happened when the third prince Yang Yuanpu said that the concubine Wang and the lady in black veil supported each other and went through disasters together in Guangling Jiedushi Mansion?
Could it be that it was Wan Honglou's plan that the imperial concubine and the queen were once able to serve Empress Xu, and then had the opportunity to win the favor of Emperor Tianyou and give birth to the third prince Yang Yuanpu?
When the third prince, Yang Yuanpu, was born, Emperor Tianyou was still the military governor of Huainan and had not yet formally established the Chu Kingdom, and Empress Xu's brother Xu Mingzhen had just inherited the position of military governor of Guangling for a few years.
If Wanhonglou had been planning and planning before that, what kind of existence was Wanhonglou?
Han Qian had too many questions about Wanhonglou. He walked into the pavilion and saw that it was covered with brocade carpets. He took off his boots and walked into the pavilion. He sat next to the railing and said nothing.
Yao Xishui saw that Han Qian was like a wayward child who had been greatly wronged, and had nothing to do with her. He smiled bitterly at Su Hongyu, indicating that the situation today was a little out of control, and followed Han Qian to the pavilion and sat down.
"Sister Xishui is angry with Mr. Han?" Su Hongyu asked with a smile as bright as a flower, "Sister Xishui is young and has a high spirit. If there is anything you don't want to see, can I play the piano to calm Mr. Han's anger?"
Han Qian didn't have the energy to fight with Su Hongyu and Yao Xishui anymore. He sat there and didn't answer, just listened to Su Hongyu playing the piano. When he saw there were pastries on the long table in the pavilion, he went straight to eat them.
When the sky darkened, he got up, put on his boots, and walked outside the Wanhong Building. As expected, Fan Dahei, Lin Haizheng, and Zhao Wuji were waiting for him outside the yard with their horses.
"Young master, why didn't you say anything and just came to Wanhong Tower to listen to the music?" Fan Dahei had a straightforward temper. When he saw Han Qian walking out of Wanhong Tower, he couldn't help complaining, "Such a big thing happened in the house today.
, Young Master should go back for a run before going out to have fun."
Han Qian raised his head and saw Lin Haizheng and Zhao Wuji. He glanced at them and saw that they were a little impatient outside the Wanhong Building. He also guessed that they were with the guards of Linjiang Hou Mansion. They already knew what happened at the court meeting today.
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Such a big change happened to the Han family, and they might even be in ruins, but he came to the Wanhong Mansion to have fun. Fan Dahei, Lin Haizheng and others, as family soldiers, could not have their own thoughts and feelings at all, and they were very anxious.
It's normal.
The matters involved were too complicated and could not be explained for a while. Han Qian lowered his voice and said to Fan Dahei: "Do you think what you see with your eyes and hear with your ears is the truth of the matter? Sometimes things are more complicated than what you see with your own eyes.
Much, much weirder.”
Fan Dahei didn't say anything anymore, but he didn't take Han Qian's words seriously. He kicked the purple-maned horse and drove it to Han Qian's side.
Han Qian glared at Fan Dahei, but thinking that he was also worried about the Han family, he refrained from scolding him. He mounted his horse and, surrounded by Fan Dahei, Lin Haizheng and Zhao Wuji, walked through the streets and hurried home.
go.
Walking into the house, the night had darkened, and snowflakes were falling in the night sky. Han Qian handed the horses to the soldiers waiting outside the house to take them away. When he walked into the hanging flower door, he saw his father standing on the pomegranate with withered branches and leaves.
Watching the snow in front of the tree, Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo stood silently behind their father.
Han Qian took off his cloak, shook off the snow and handed it to Zhao Ting'er who was coming from the west corridor. Seeing that his father was still deep in thought and did not notice his return, he greeted: "Dad, I'm back."
"Why so late?" Han Daoxun turned around and asked.
"After meeting the Marquis of Xinchang with His Highness in the afternoon, I felt so upset that I went to Wanhong Mansion to listen to music." Han Qian said. After saying this, he glanced at Fan Dahei, who was standing behind him and was still a little upset.
, I thought that if the historical trajectory did not change, this fool would probably be the first to stand up and stab himself.
"It's good to have met Marquis Xinchang." Han Daoxun was only concerned about this matter, and the rest were all trivial matters.
From the release of "Epidemic Water Treatment" and how to implement it to best benefit the hungry people, it was mostly Han Qian's idea. He believed that Han Qian could grasp the scale of things well at this time.
"The Marquis of Xinchang, Li Pu, has come forward to accept this matter on behalf of the Linjiang Marquis Mansion. The Anning Palace will probably be alert. However, not to mention that my father's reputation will be affected this time, he may also be retaliated and suppressed by the Anning Palace. Father, are you really willing to do this?"
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Han Qian didn't want to ask Yao Xishui what method he used to silence Feng Yi and Kong Xirong, but even if the news about him being used by the third prince would not spread through Feng Yi and the others, as long as the Linjiang Marquis Mansion agreed to take over the relief of the hungry people
It is impossible for An Ning Palace and the Prince's family to be unaware of this matter.
To be honest, Yao Xishui was right. If it hadn't been forced by Xinchang Hou Li Pu and others this time, he still wanted to delay it for a while, and even considered whether to wait for some hungry people to cross the river and move north before taking out the "Epidemic Water Dredging", so as not to
As for alarming Anning Palace, it would not put the Han family in danger.
It's just that many things may not develop as he expected. Now he can only hope that Xinchanghou Mansion and Wanhonglou can fully realize that his father and son are still of great use, and can do their best to protect him and his son, making it difficult for Anning Palace to frame them.
"Are you scared?" Han Daoxun smiled and asked.
Han Qian groaned in pain in his heart. Of course I am afraid. If I were not afraid that you would have a bad temper and contradict God's Blessed Emperor to death, if I were not afraid that one day you would be killed in front of the palace with a stick, I would also be torn apart by a car in the city. Would I be so tormented?
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Naturally, Han Daoxun didn't know what Han Qian was thinking. He looked up at the falling snowflakes and said with a smile:
"Although Anning Palace is domineering, even if they are aware of it, they are just obstructing it and removing my official position. And if it can prevent a few people from freezing to death this winter and starving to death, my reputation will be affected, or I will be removed from my official position.
How big of a deal is it? However, you still have to keep a close eye on the Third Highness. It is getting colder and colder every day, and every time it passes, there are countless corpses on the side of the road..."
"The Third Highness and Marquis Xinchang have doubts, but I told them that the first batch of hungry people infected with the epidemic can be placed on Taowuji Lake Beach between Qiuhushan Villa and Chishan Lake to watch them.
I'm quite moved, maybe we should make a decision in the next two days," Han Qian said. "The Xinchang Hou Mansion may be in a hurry to prepare, but my father can ask Mr. Fan and the others to go back to Qiuhushan Villa to stock up on some food in case of emergency -
—It can also help the hungry people not go hungry from the moment they move into Taowuji."
"That's right, Xicheng, you guys go back to the villa immediately and don't interfere with the affairs in the city." Han Daoxun nodded and immediately told Fan Xicheng to act according to the plan, and asked Han Laoshan, "How much money are there left in the house?"
"There are still more than 20,000 yuan." Han Laoshan said with a bitter smile.
Floods have been severe this year, and as the New Year is approaching, food prices in Jinling City have skyrocketed. More than 20,000 yuan can buy two thousand kilograms of food every day.
Two thousand kilograms of grain is enough to feed a house of seventy or eighty people for a month, but if tens of thousands of infected and hungry people really flock to Taowu Market, two thousand kilograms of grain will not be enough to supply even a meal of gruel!
"Zhao Kuo has more than a hundred cakes and gold stored there, so I'll use them all first." Han Qian said in a pretentious manner.
During this period, Feng Yi relied on his undefeated gambling skills to kill everyone. Han Qian gained a lot of profits and accumulated hundreds of cakes of gold without knowing it. However, this kind of trading can only last for a while. Feng Yi can only win but not lose.
In the future, no one will bet with him on black and white.
Han Qian was willing to give some small favors in exchange for the loyalty and gratitude of his soldiers and tenants, and to gain a good reputation, but he thought of giving up all the gold he had accumulated during this period, just to exchange for his father's appreciation.
His eyes were filled with relief, and he felt as if his heart was bleeding as if he had been stabbed by a knife.
