Dressed as a short-lived cannon fodder

Chapter 108

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Chapter 60 [Crisis] Strategies

"Qizhou is short of food and medicinal materials?"

Late at night the lights dimmed.

Princess Zhaoyang was sitting in a wheelchair, reading the words on the letterhead by the dim light.Half of her expression was hidden in the shadows, and the smile on the corner of her lips was a little more playful.After reading it, she put the letter on the candle, and waited until the dancing flames were almost burning her fingers, then she let go of her hand and let the ashes fall.

"What are you mumbling about?" Xie Fushu was lying on her side reading a book, she glanced at Princess Zhaoyang and asked lazily.

"Nothing." Princess Zhaoyang shook her head.

Xie Fushu looked at her suspiciously, didn't read the book, sat up straight, and said seriously: "Don't lie to me."

Princess Zhaoyang was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "I secretly sent people to rob Qizhou's medicinal materials."

Xie Fushu frowned and asked, "Why?"

Princess Zhaoyang didn't seem to hear Xie Fushu's question, she said again: "The food and medicinal materials in Qizhou can last for a while, I will send this batch, but not now."

After several consecutive days of heavy snow, thick snow has accumulated on the streets.

News of Qizhou's lack of medicinal materials and food came back to the capital, and Emperor Mingde finally began to intervene.

People get old and weak, and even dreams become more.Maybe it's because he saw Su Ruyi's face too much, he dreamed about his youthful days.Later, his queen asked him in a dream why he couldn't take care of his sons and daughters.He had an urge to recall the prince, but slowly suppressed it.But at this moment, he heard the news of the shortage of supplies in Qizhou, how could he not be angry?In addition to those who supported the prince, the ministers in the court still had many wait-and-see people. Earlier, Emperor Mingde showed a tendency to dislike the prince, and they immediately turned to other princes.But this time, the officials were scolded by Emperor Mingde together, and they came to their senses again.

Emperor Mingde swept his gaze across the officials, and finally handed over the matter to Yuan Hongdao.In matters like this, people from the Yuan family are trustworthy.

On the soft snow, rows of footprints crooked.

Zheng Minglang was very drunk.

The Zheng family runs a lot of shops privately.

His father doesn't give him money, but the people below know how to respect him.The expenses have been huge recently, but most of them are provided by the medicine hall.The pharmacy is usually unknown, and I don't know how to get so much money.Zheng Minglang didn't think deeply either, he swayed back to Zheng's house.

Zheng Jian, who came back from the government office, happened to bump into Zheng Minglang, and the veins on his forehead twitched.Knowing his son's virtue, he scolded him a few words and turned around to leave.

Zheng Minglang curled his lips indifferently, and muttered a few words to himself.Zheng Minglang soon became happy again as he wanted the banknotes he was carrying with him.He can't control his mouth, there are many dandies like him whose spending is restricted by his family, and he loves to show off in front of such people.Soon, everyone knew that a medicine hall in central Beijing was also secretly arranged by the Zheng family.

At this time, a medicine hall related to the Zheng family came to the fore.

It was hard for Xie Fushu not to think too much.Without holding back in her heart, she went directly to Princess Zhaoyang and asked, "What does the medicine hall of the Zheng family have to do with the looting of medicinal materials in Qizhou?"

Princess Zhaoyang said slowly: "It didn't matter before." But now, it must be.The prince can't do those things under the watchful eyes of everyone.But she is different.She never believed that the prince's going to Qizhou was not promoted by the Zheng family and the third prince's residence.Li Lingchen made him proud for a while, but the face of the Zheng family—Princess Zhaoyang was a little more sarcastic.Zheng Jian acted carefully and did not leave any excuses, but he had a pair of stupid sons and daughters.At the beginning, Ding Yonggong asked himself to cut off his title because of Xie Fuce's matter, it depends on whether Zheng Jian has the courage to do so for Zheng Minglang!

"I need to be 'sick' for a few days." Princess Zhaoyang said again suddenly.

After being silent for a while, Xie Fushu smiled helplessly.

In the past, it was common for Princess Zhaoyang to fall ill, but this year, her health has improved a lot, at least the imperial doctor is quite optimistic.

Emperor Mingde was originally in Su Ruyi's palace, when he first heard about Zhaoyang's illness, his face darkened, and he got up suddenly.

Su Ruyi has learned to behave better now, and knows not to mess with that "little ancestor".She knew that Emperor Mingde liked Taoist priests and elixir, so she often told the interesting stories about becoming a fairy to please the emperor.She herself doesn't believe in Taoist pills.She rolled her eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on her face, she said: "Why don't you ask Shangxian to refine the Great Tonic Pill for the princess?"

Emperor Mingde paused, turned his head and looked at Su Ruyi deeply.

Su Ruyi was startled, feeling a little flustered.She was afraid that she would be punished again and became a joke in the palace.Where did you think, Emperor Mingde was not angry this time, he just said indifferently: "If Shangxian concocted the real immortality pill, I will give Zhaoyang one. As for the others—" He paused Said, "Don't you say such nonsense in the future."

Su Ruyi: "..."

When Emperor Mingde arrived, a group of people from the Imperial Medical Office had already been waiting at the Princess Mansion.

"How's the situation?" Emperor Mingde asked in a deep voice without even taking off his cloak that was wet with flying snow.

The old doctor stroked his beard, cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this time it's just a little cold, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

Emperor Mingde breathed a sigh of relief, but when his eyes fell on Zhaoyang's legs, he asked again: "The poison? Is there nothing to do after so many years?" There was a bit of mingling in his tone. Impatient.The old doctor's body trembled, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "I am incompetent." The poison was injected into the legs, which they thought was the best result.