The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

Since the fall of the second prince, the situation in the court has changed almost every day.

The officials who usually follow Song Jingxing not only have to protect themselves in the case of the second prince, but also have to find another "clear master".

The bright side of Shengjing is as peaceful as ever, but privately there is an undercurrent.

You come and go, there are countless banquets and games,

It's just a matter of teaming up to win over people, but it also interferes in the appointment and removal of official positions and disaster relief and war matters.

Even Emperor Jingtai was so angry that he fainted twice because of the group of ministers who were eager to compete for the merit of Conglong.

Now that he has not recovered from his serious illness, he feels even more choked up in his heart:

Okay, I'm not dead yet, everyone is busy looking for new masters! This is obviously looking forward to my death!

Emperor Jingtai was so furious that he not only kicked down all the officials who had joined forces with each other, but also changed the commanders of the five-city military division and the imperial guards.

There was a major change of blood in the court, and many people Song Jingzhang had befriended in private were also affected.

He held discussions with his staff all night long, thinking about the path he would take.

After all, he decided to abandon the car and report to the commander, hibernate for the time being, and continue to be a "filial" good son.

He was forced to work on the important matter of seizing the heir for two months in a row.

Don't think about the outer room in the house in Qingshui Hutong that angered him.

Even the imperial doctor didn't have time to pay attention to the news that the woman in the backyard of the prince's residence had an affair with the sick eldest daughter of the concubine.

Just when he was about to force the boss to jump over the wall and take risks, he suddenly received news that Gu Wanyu was dying.

"what?"

Song Jingzhang was half-written, and the memorial he planned to submit was stained with ink stains. He raised his head and frowned at Zhao Youzheng.

Zhao Youzheng bowed his head and groaned secretly in his heart.

When I announced that the supply would be cut off, he deliberately kept a guard up and was always paying attention to what was going on in the mansion.

Later, when he saw that the servants in the mansion were dispersed because they could no longer hold on,

They also secretly intercepted all the people and sent them to Zhuangzi, but they didn't dare to tell me.

I thought it would be foolproof, but if the master returns his favor one day and then sends the person back, it will show that he is doing things well, won't it?

But I didn't expect it, and I had planned it well, but in the end, I didn't take care of it for more than a month, and I got the news that Gu was seriously ill.

He was so surprised that he hurriedly asked about it.

But I couldn't find out anything.

Someone was sent to ask Xu Ling, but he only said that he seemed to be suffering from an emergency, and he didn't know the specific reason.

Ouch, what is this?

He also knows his father's temperament,

If a person is really dying, he will definitely go to see the master for the last time.

Therefore, after asking for no information, I had no choice but to come over and report it first.

Now that he heard Song Jingzhang's incredible question, he could only repeat it again,

"According to Xu Ling's report, the owner of Qingshui Hutong is seriously ill and may be dying soon."

"Bang!" The fine Hu pen fell onto the memorial, ruining the memorial that had been carefully written for half a day.

Song Jingzhang didn't care about all this, turned around and strode out of the study.

Zhao Youzheng had already expected it and ordered his horses to be ready before he came.

After Song Jingzhang left the palace, he mounted his horse and went straight to Qingshui Hutong, followed closely by Zhao Youzheng.

As soon as the master and servant left the palace, Mrs. Lin received the news.

"Your Majesty, come over to the study to report that I have left the palace."

Mrs. Lin raised her lips and gently touched the jade Ruyi on her hand.

"It seems like things are really going to die over there."

With a smile on her lips, Mrs. Lin turned to look at Lin Er aside, "Are you sure all the traces have been cleaned?"

Lin Er immediately bowed his head and replied respectfully:

"Yes, don't worry, Madam, everyone who knew the story has been silenced. However, to avoid exposing any traces, the little maid in the mansion over there has not been taken care of yet."

Ms. Lin nodded, "You did a good job. As for that maid, we don't need to worry about it."

Looking outside the palace,

The curvature of the corners of Lin's mouth became more and more obvious.

According to Song Jingzhang's temperament, if the Gu family goes, none of those serving him will be able to escape.

"We'll just wait and see."

After saying these words lightly, Mrs. Lin took Grandma Nai's hand and went back to the inner room to take a rest and wait for the news. On the other side, Song Jingzhang galloped up his horse and soon arrived at Qingshui Hutong.

Before reaching the front door of the mansion, I realized something was wrong.

He felt that he hadn't been here for just a few days.

In my impression, the house in Qingshui Hutong is still the same as before.

Although it is not too luxurious, it is a clean and well-kept mansion.

A slave who tacitly agrees to be respectful when seeing him but cannot express it explicitly,

Even now, when viewed from a distance, this house looks completely decadent.

The door of the mansion is closed, and no one is guarding the door.

Song Jingzhang felt an inexplicable anger rising in his heart.

"Hey!" He walked to the front of the house and dismounted from his horse.

He casually threw the riding whip in his hand to Zhao Youzheng behind him, kicked open the door and walked in quickly.

After entering the mansion, the desolate look became more obvious.

As I walked quickly towards the main courtyard, I didn't pay too much attention to it, but I couldn't ignore it. The flowers and grass were scattered everywhere.

Even the water spring that stretches from the lotus pond in the backyard to the corridors everywhere is faintly green.

Apparently, no one had taken care of it for a long time.

Song Jingzhang's eyes darkened a little, but he didn't bother to pursue these matters. He just hurried to the main courtyard more quickly.

Before reaching the main courtyard, I heard faint crying.

His heart trembled, and he walked faster.

In front of the door, Zhuer and Guoer, who had been sent out, wiped their squeezed tears with their sleeves.

But the difference is that Guo'er is an insider, while Zhu'er thinks he is the instigator and has a slightly guilty conscience.

Song Jingzhang came in big strides without even looking at them.

But they couldn't help being stunned, and after they realized what they were doing, they hurriedly saluted.

Zhu'er had no information and believed that Song Jingzhang did not know that Gu Wanyu was seriously ill.

Just thinking that he was here to have fun as usual, he took a step forward and explained:

"I've seen you before, I'm back to you, madam, she..."

"Step aside!"

Before Zhuer could finish his reminder, he was scolded and started to move away.

Zhu'er was startled and hurriedly backed away.

Song Jingzhang glanced at her coldly, then raised his hand to open the door.

But the moment his hand touched the door, he suddenly stopped again.

At this moment, he felt a little intolerable, or cowardly,

He couldn't imagine what the woman looked like behind this door.

Will what awaits him be a withered skeleton that has already gone cold?

When he thought of that scene, he didn't want to open the door.

"Master?"

Song Jingzhang's pause puzzled Zhu'er and Guo'er, and they couldn't help but remind him.

Song Jingzhang took a deep breath, ignored the two of them, and pushed the door open with a little force on his hand.

"Creak" sound,

Song Jingzhang, who was in a hurry when he arrived, couldn't help but slow down at this moment.

Go around the bead curtain and walk into the inner room,

At a glance, he saw Gu Wanyu on the bed.

That woman had different appearances, she was always docile and well-behaved in the past, but her eyes occasionally flashed with cunning, and she would curl her eyes when she saw him.

Now he is lying on the bed with a pale face and an extremely angry look, as if he is going to die next moment.

(End of this chapter)