The rise of the prince

Chapter 118 The Southern Rebellion

Seeing what Qiu'er said, Jiao Shan nodded quickly: "This little lady is really smart, the rebellion is over, but the matter is not over yet.

What about the people who were forced to leave with the rebels?The magistrates, magistrates, and county magistrates everywhere ordered a thorough investigation of the rebellious party, but as long as the people who did not have time to enter the city were not forced to submit by the rebels, if they did not leave, they would die. "

"It shouldn't be the people's fault." Yue'er hesitated, the things in the world are not simply black and white right or wrong that can be explained clearly.

"That's why those officers and soldiers exploited the people and robbed their daughters under the banner of thoroughly investigating the rebellious party. The people were harmed once by Shenggong and the others, and then again by the officers and soldiers. Now people in Luzhou are in panic." Jiao Shan shook his head and said anxiously: "I'm afraid there will be chaos again if this continues."

"Then the magistrate doesn't care?" Yue'er said angrily.

Jiao Shan was helpless: "Our prefect of Luzhou really knew that this matter was not feasible, so we stopped it later, but people's hearts are still floating. It is still the same in other counties and counties. I heard people say that the officers and soldiers can only keep the money they exploited by thoroughly investigating the rebellious party. [-]% and the rest must be handed over.”

"Isn't this a gangster!" Yue'er became even angrier.

Li Ye said: "What about sister-in-law, why don't she and uncle come to the capital to live for a while, the palace is very big, and the princess mansion is also taken care of by someone."

He now understands why Jiao Shan said he was worried. As long as it is a rebellion against the concubine's mansion, it must bear the brunt of the rebellion, because the first target of the rebellion is the emperor. No chance of survival.

Jiao Shan said: "At first the princess was also worried and wanted to take her uncle's family back to Beijing, but it just so happened that she was pregnant and couldn't travel around, so there was nothing she could do."

Li Ye realized that it was a troubled time.

It was not easy for my sister-in-law to be crowned Princess Qing'an. It was not easy to be crowned king or princess in the Jing Dynasty. Once she was crowned a princess, she would have her own princess mansion before she got married, and her own entourage would have a place to stay when they returned to the capital.

It's a pity that Luzhou is thousands of miles away from the capital, even if he is worried, he has nothing to do but resign himself to fate.

After a while, Yan Shen came back with the carriages and horses of the palace, and loaded the last things into the carriages. Li Ye and Jiao Shan walked together, and asked him some things, most of which were about the recent situation of the consort's mansion. Know how tense the situation has been lately.

The son-in-law was originally just a scholar, not even famous, but he was also a descendant of a wealthy family. Now the son-in-law's mansion is constantly expanding, and there are now three or four hundred.

During the New Year's Eve in Luzhou City, few people went to the streets, and it was deserted. However, the prefect of Luzhou ordered the gate of Luzhou City to only be opened for two hours a day at noon, and the gates were closed at other times, which is enough to show the urgency of the situation. I can't have a good New Year's Eve.

And when this kind of people's hearts are floating, it is like the calm before the storm. It is the most difficult to deal with. It is impossible to send troops, and it cannot be reported to the court. The situation may lead to catastrophe.

The best way is to stay steady and get through this period, which will quite test the ability of the prefect of Huaihua Prefecture in Luzhou.If he has the ability to stabilize and reassure people's hearts, then this matter will be calmed down soon, if not, there will be major incidents.

That night, Li Ye asked the kitchen to treat the nursing homes well, and then told Jiao Shan that if something happened, he would send a letter to the capital immediately, and he might be able to help.

Anyway, his sister-in-law is in a precarious situation and still thinking about giving him so many things, and she does this every year. It can be seen that she is really good to him. If she can help, she doesn't want anything to happen to her.

After breakfast the next day, Jiao Shan hurried away with all the guards of the consort's mansion. He only said that he was worried about staying one more day and wanted to go back to the concubine's mansion as soon as possible. Li Ye asked Yan Shen to take them to the pier. Give them some silver.

Seeing their backs leaving in a hurry, Li Ye stood at the gate of the palace and felt a little worried.

At some point, Qiu'er put on his overcoat, straightened his collar, and asked, "Will the son go south if something really happens?"

"Hahaha, how is it possible, if something really happens, I will die." Li Ye laughed.

Qiu'er also smiled quietly, and leaned gently on his chest: "That's good, the son always said that I want to take a long-term view, but Qiu'er is just the son's handmaid, so no matter what, I only hope that the son is safe, if... if the son said And if you don’t believe me, don’t abandon me when the time comes.”

Li Ye turned his head and smiled, pinched the tip of her delicate nose: "Oh, the little girl has learned to choke on me."

"No." Qiu'er shyly shook her head, "I'm going back to do my homework." Then she pushed him away to leave, and Li Ye took her back upstairs with a big hand: "Hold her for a while, it's so cold in the morning .”

"Um, oh"

Few of those who have gone through the hardships of the battlefield are wide and fat, because the body is overly squeezed under the extremely harsh conditions, and it is almost impossible to accumulate any fat. .

This is the case with Zhong Daoyu. This old man in his 60s has a wide frame and a tall stature. It can be seen that he must have been extremely strong when he was young, but now he is very thin. I thought he was an elegant old man rather than a battle-tested warrior.

Sitting at the stone table in the garden, the old man only had a pot of clear tea in front of him. He learned this way of drinking from Tingyu Tower, which suits his taste very well.

There are no precious flowers and plants in the garden, only some wild bamboo bushes, creepers that have not been taken care of, and there are weapons racks and sword targets in the distance, and the ground is covered with fine sand. It is hard to tell whether this is a martial arts arena or a garden.

Zhong Daoyu's wife died early, and several concubines were not favored. His children were either away or married far away. He was the only old man in Beijing, and there were children who asked him to move there, but he refused with a single word of disagreement, and there was no room for him to speak. It has always been like this.

It is inevitable that he will suffer from some diseases in his life in the battlefield, and he listens to the doctor's repeated instructions not to drink alcohol.

After a while, the servant came in with a food box with a smile: "Master, today I still listen to the dishes of Yulou." As he said, he laid out the dishes in the food box one by one, such as braised pork, steamed pork, braised pork head, Sweet and sour fish and so on are placed on the table, most of which are meat.

"I also heard that Tingyulou will release a new product in two days, called hot-boiled mutton, and the master can try it at that time." The servant poured tea for him while setting up the meal: "Tingyulou's clear tea, today I especially ordered the men to use good tea."

Zhong Daoyu nodded: "It's not good for me to go, but I have never been anywhere in my life. I have eaten all over the country and I have never eaten a dish like Tingyulou. You sit down and eat together."

"Okay." The servant who delivered the food was not polite, and sat down with his sleeves rolled up, not at all like the relationship between master and servant.

At this moment, someone rushed in, shouting unrulyly while walking: "Master, master, someone is coming from the palace, the emperor has sent you into the palace, master!"

(End of this chapter)