The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 6

With a "bang", the candlestick fell to the ground, and the bright candlelight, like a monster with teeth and claws, quickly climbed along the curtain and swallowed the entire beam in an instant.

In the light of the fire, the heat wave transpired.

With his back to the fire, Ji Ruxuan walked out of the room slowly, stepping on the bloody floor.

One step at a time, bloody footprints seemed to come from hell.

The darkness shrouded him, and he hid in the darkness, blending with the darkness, like a ferocious beast hiding in the darkness.

He is the Xuanjun who fell into the nether world.

Longer than dark.

In the darkness, his voice was hoarse: "It's all been dealt with."

"Yes!" A short voice came from the darkness.

Night, return to calm.

The flaming tongues that bark their teeth and claws are roaring and roaring mercilessly.

Half an hour!

The gongs on Dongzheng Street shook the sky, and the flames were overwhelming.

The Princess Mansion is on the best part of Dongzheng Street, far away from that secluded courtyard, but the news of firefighting still alarmed Jiang Fuguang.

"Where is the fire?"

Yingluo came back after inquiring about the news: "Princess, it is a remote alley in Dongzheng Street. A fire broke out in a small courtyard. Because of the strong wind tonight, when we found out, the fire was already very strong and tended to spread. Bingmasi is organizing people to put out the fire."

The night is dark, the wind is high and the fire is high.

Jiang Fuguang frowned: "Send half of the guards of the palace to help put out the fire, and the servants of the mansion who volunteer to go to put out the fire will be rewarded with ten taels of silver per person."

Yingluo quickly responded.

There is a moon-chasing building in the palace, which is more than 66 feet high (about [-] meters). Standing on the top of the building, you can have a panoramic view of Shangjing.

When she was a child, she liked to stand on the top of the building and look at the stars. When her father ordered the Princess Mansion to be built, she specially asked the Ministry of Industry to build a sun-lanning building.

Jiang Fuguang put on a cloak and went up to Lanri Building, even though he was far away, he could still see the flames in the distance, almost dyeing the sky red.

After more than an hour, the fire was finally extinguished. Fortunately, there were enough manpower to separate the fire area in time, evacuate the people, and avoid casualties as much as possible.

Yingluo inquired about the news, and came back to report: "Jing Zhaoyi has verified that the house that caught fire first was bought by Jiang Shaoqing of Honglu Temple. Jiang Shaoqing kept a beautiful and beautiful outer room in the yard, and went there every now and then... "

Afraid of polluting the princess's ears, she paused, but expressed her meaning very clearly.

Jiang Fuguang couldn't help but pause when he drank tea.

Officials in the Southern Dynasties have express regulations that sex with prostitutes is not allowed, which is degrading to the gentlemen, but many officials have raised prostitutes outside, as a concubine, and played with them. When they got bored, they dismissed them, or It is cleaned up.

Even if someone finds out, he has the right to be an outsider.

Due to the damage to his reputation, he did not violate the laws of the court after all, and his official hat was still safe.

This kind of behavior is really disgusting and disgusting.

"Last night, Jiang Shaoqing, Zhang Siqing, and several colleagues drank together until late at night. Jiang Shaoqing probably drank too much. When he was playing with the outside room, he accidentally knocked over the candlestick, which caused a fire. Jiang Shaoqing and the outside room We were buried in the sea of ​​fire together..."

Jiang Fuguang could almost imagine that the light gauze curtain in the room would turn into a sea of ​​flames in an instant once it was burned.

The wind was strong tonight, which helped the fire, and it was strange to be able to escape.

However, Jiang Fuguang always felt that something was wrong: "Jiang Shaoqing is the official in charge of receiving the prince of the Northern Dynasty, and the matter is serious. How dare he seek pleasure at such a time?"

That's it, can you still mix a fourth grade?
Yingluo said: "Jing Zhaoyin asked Zhang Siqing, Xu Shaoqing, and other officials of Honglu Temple for questioning. The time of the fire was completely consistent with Jiang Shaoqing's action line, and there was no other doubt, because Jiang Shaoqing was the official of the imperial court and was also responsible for this An official of the prince of the Northern Dynasty, the matter is serious, and Jing Zhaoyin has already submitted the case to Dali Temple."

There is no doubt, it is Jiang Shaoqing's dereliction of duty, and death deserves more than guilt.

If there were any doubts, it would have been burned completely by a fire, and people coming and going on the fire site, even a trace of clues, might be completely destroyed.

Jiang Fuguang frowned: "After this incident, all the officials of Honglu Temple must be implicated. There should be other arrangements for receiving envoys from the Northern Dynasty."

She always felt that this matter was not that simple.

Naturally, it would not have occurred to Ji Ruxuan to do all of this.

No matter how you look at it, this matter has no direct connection with Ji Ruxuan, and it has little to do with it. No matter who changes Honglu Temple, he will not be able to change his fate of becoming a proton. , alone in a foreign country, can't do this.

as predicted!

After the early court, Jiang Fuguang heard that the minister of the Ministry of Rites was reprimanded by his father, and Zhang Siqing was directly dismissed. The Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Rites will select another official to fill the vacancy in Honglu Temple.

A small matter, just like this.

Immediately afterwards, Princess Ning Yuan wanted to hold a spring feast, inviting noble girls from Beijing to the Princess Mansion to enjoy the spring, and there was a lot of rumors.

Jiang Fuguang flipped through the invitations: "Who did you invite?"

"Fourth Princess Ningyu."

"Princess Ning Rou Six."

"Princess Changle of Prince Chang's Mansion."

"Miss Gu San of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Gu Lingyi."

"Miss Ye Mansion, Secretary of the Ministry of War, Ye Mingwan."

"..."

Yingluo successively mentioned the names of more than a dozen noble girls who are quite famous in Beijing.

Jiang Fuguang closed the invitation: "May I invite Miss San Huang?"

"No." Yingluo shook her head, and the third princess of Ningjia made friends with the princess.

"It seems to be a grand banquet." The guests invited by Jiang Ningyuan are mostly the queen's party, the supporters of the third prince, and some royalists, who do not participate in party disputes.

"Princess, do you want to go?" Yingluo asked aloud.

The hall fell silent, Jiang Fuguang did not answer in a hurry, but showed a thoughtful expression.

Today, the world is divided into north and south.

The Southern Dynasties occupied the south, a land rich in products and outstanding people, but the South of the Five Ridges area was troubled by Nanyue, and it was not peaceful.

The Northern Dynasties occupied the north, which was naturally dangerous and easy to defend but difficult to attack. However, due to the frequent harassment of the Qiang people in the northwest, the national power gradually declined.

For more than a hundred years, the two countries have fought repeatedly, but due to the covetousness of the South Vietnam and the North Qiang, the two dynasties have never raised troops on a large scale, giving foreigners an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Fifteen years ago, Old General Yu of the Northern Dynasty died in battle, his grandfather Qi Rulie defeated the Northern Dynasty, and his father signed a truce agreement with the Northern Dynasty Emperor.

The two dynasties entered a relatively peaceful situation.

This paper agreement only lasts for 15 years.

Since last year, Cheng Engong defeated the Northern Dynasty, and in the past few months, the influence of Cheng Engong's family in the court has grown, and the limelight has surpassed the Taiwei's Mansion.

"The agreement on diplomatic relations between protons is imminent, and Jiang Ningyuan is holding a spring banquet at this time..." Jiang Fuguang was a little restless, and his eyes fell on the incense table at the side.

The shreds of tobacco curled up in Fengshou Boshan furnace, and what was smoked was the Qingxin cake made by herself.

Qingxin cake can not make her pure heart.

(End of this chapter)