Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 233 Was tricked?

There will never be a shortage of ruthless people in this world, and Liu Sui's ruthlessness was vividly displayed in the fire in Nanchifang City.

Even if there is no evidence, or even just relying on the experience of being immersed in the officialdom for these years, Wei Qinghe immediately noticed something was wrong.

Too many coincidences often mean that it is not a coincidence. He told Liu Ke his guess, and the soldiers immediately rummaged around in the Cuihong Building.

"Why is the capital getting more and more chaotic? It's only been a few years, one incident after another, and there is not even a peaceful life!"

Sitting beside Wei Qinghe, Liu Ke couldn't help but feel emotional.

Wei Qinghe shook his head: "Actually, the capital has never been safe. It's just that the saints supported you in the past. Now it's your Majesty's turn to be with you."

Where can there be any peaceful life in the capital of this country?
The battle between the monarch and his ministers, the court, the government and the people, and even the battle between the Great Xia and the vassal state and the northern captives are the winds in the Forbidden City that never stop.

The soldiers sent the account book of Cuihonglou, Wei Qinghe just flipped through it casually, and then calmly handed it to Liu Ke: "Look, the old Pixiu from the household department cries for poverty every day, but is this big summer short of money?" ? An oiran lady is worth 10 taels of silver, it really is worth a thousand gold for a night of Spring Festival!"

Even if he didn't look at it, Liu Ke also knew how amazing the income of the Cuihonglou was.

He curled his lips and said, "It's all money earned by eating human bones. Old Fourteen won't be afraid of falling asleep at night with it... Why can't you give an order to tear down all the Qinlou and Chu halls in the world?"

"You bastard, since something can exist, it proves that it has value. It is better for Israel to serve others to survive than to starve to death and freeze to death."

Wei Qinghe's words made Liu Ke fall into a puzzle. He was born in a noble family, and he was well-clothed and well-fed for more than [-] years. He knew the hardships of the poor, but he couldn't imagine how difficult it was.

Wei Qinghe was different. He was born in a humble background, had worked hard in the fields, and worked hard all the way to the high position of the first official in the world.

He knew too well how much darkness was covered by the rhetoric of hymns in the prosperous Zhaoyuan era.

He knew that there were too many wronged souls buried underground in the Qinlou and Chu Pavilion, but if the Qinlou and Chu Pavilion were gone, there would be more miserable people who would not even have a last way out.

This is a difficult problem that cannot be solved at the moment, unless...

Ugh!
Unless he is really the Taishang Laojun, who can conjure enough food to fill the stomachs of tens of thousands of Daxia subjects with a wave of his hand!
"Sincerely, what I can do is to make these darkness as less as possible!"

Bang!
The door was pushed open, and a chubby man rushed in, picked up the teapot on Liu Ke's table, and started to...

"Hiss... ah... I'm dying of thirst!"

Jia Cong was swarthy, his face was covered with dust, and his purple official robe was almost black.

He slumped on his chair and continued: "With the support of Wucheng Bingmasi and the patrolling guards, the fire is under control. A restaurant and two shops have been burned. The number of casualties has not yet been counted. But in my opinion, it will not go down. Dozens of people."

ding ding dong dong...

There were big and small metal knocking sounds everywhere in the Cuihong Building, and Liu Ke suddenly laughed: "What the old fourteen did is no worse than the Dragon Guard. Those who like to come to the Cuihong Building to play, I am afraid that there are no secrets. You can't hide it from the Palace of Zhongxin."

"It's just a copper tube exploration, as expected."

Wei Qinghe was not surprised at all, which Qinlou Chuguan is not like this?It is the secret door of a small frontier town, and it is also the best place to inquire about news.

Jia Cong held the teapot in his arms and ate several pieces of melons and fruits, finally regaining his strength.

He was originally curious about what the guards of the palace were looking for, but after hearing the conversation between the two, he already knew the general idea.

It seems that someone has annoyed the old man. Is this trying to scare the chickens?
From time to time, the personal soldiers sent the things they found, most of which were booklets such as account books, but the contents inside were different.

Wei Qinghe flipped through the pages, calmly and frighteningly.

The majesty of the chief assistant of a country, not to mention the little fluff Jia Cong, even Liu Ke, the prince of the country, could not bear the gradually cold coercion.

"It seems that the old man's thinking is simple. This may give the hard-working people a way out, but it will also make the meat-eaters lose their respect for the way of heaven!"

What is the way of heaven?The life of the people is the way of heaven!
"Go pass on Tang Yude, Yin of Shuntian Mansion."

Zaifu's order is not much worse than the imperial decree.

The Yin official of Shuntian Mansion worshiped the third rank, wore a goldfish bag and wore a purple robe, but he didn't even dare to lift his head in front of Wei Qinghe who was wearing a Confucian robe.

"Tang Fu Yin..."

"The subordinate is here."

Wei Qinghe handed over the brochure in his hand: "Go and check, how many of these women were kidnapped, how many are still alive, and how many died in this glamorous and beautiful Fengyue Tower, and who killed them?" The lives of so many people. Find out, arrest those who should be caught, and kill those who should be killed!"

Tang Yude didn't even read the brochure, his face was full of helplessness and embarrassment.

The brothels in the world are not clean, and he knows exactly whose property the Cuihong Mansion belongs to.

catch who?Who to kill?Do you want him to rush into Prince Zhongxin's mansion to arrest people?
Is it the prince Zhongxin's head falling off fast, or his Tang Yude's head falling off fast?

He held the booklet and said bitterly: "Master..."

"Go, prince and below, this pavilion is the master, everyone can be killed!"

Wei Qinghe finally compromised, Liu Ke opened his mouth, and finally turned his head away.

Forget it, let's let the old fourteen go beforehand, and use the heads of the Zhen family to make up the numbers.

Tang Yude left the Cuihong Building tremblingly holding the brochure. Wei Qinghe was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Do you think this old man is hypocritical? As the saying goes, if a prince breaks the law, he commits the same crime as the common people. There are 560 six women, and I don’t know how many ghosts are watching the old man, but the old man dare not even mention the black hands behind the scenes.”

"so much!"

Jia Cong's first reaction was to look at the indistinct figure in the upstairs room.

There are only a few dozen people in Cuihonglou at most, 560 or six people this year, how about people?died?Or sell it elsewhere?

Liu Ke couldn't answer Wei Qinghe's question, but Jia Cong felt sorry for the old man.

How can a prince commit the same crime as the common people when he breaks the law?There is no fairness in this world, and there has never been any fairness.

It is already remarkable to be able to do everything possible to protect these poor people.

At least Confucius couldn't do it back then!
"Jia Cong..."

Ok?
"There is too much darkness in this world. I am old, and the old one has forgotten the original oath. You are born with Su Hui. I hope you will not let down the Su Hui and ability bestowed on you by God. Give it a try. Someone must replace you." The living people of this land bring a ray of light."

Wei Qinghe put his hand on Jia Cong's head, the hopeful light in his eyes made the little fat man very uncomfortable.

He didn't have any natural Su Hui, but just a humble memory from his previous life.

There has never been a shortage of intelligent people in this land. Which one of the adults in the court is not better than himself?
Jia Cong wanted to pat away the big warm hand on his head, but he was finally defeated by the expectant eyes of the old man.

Alas, what a fucking bully would pick on me, a soft-hearted soft persimmon!
The pressure is so great!
Jia Cong nodded, but he didn't say any rhetoric, and he didn't dare to guarantee how far he could do it, so try your best.

"Report to the Grand Master, a secret room was found in the backyard, and the brothers found these things in it..."

An ordinary wooden box with a lock on it.

Wei Qinghe asked the soldiers to split open it with a knife, and there were three thick booklets inside, which were very similar to the previous booklets, but the contents inside made Wei Qinghe frown.

Both Liu Ke and Jia Cong wanted to poke their heads over to take a look, but the old man closed it with a snap.

"It's not what you should see!"

Wei Qinghe put away the three booklets, thought for a while and added: "The contents here are not suitable to be made public at this time, the old man will enter the palace to have an audience, Cuihonglou, let's burn it!"

The old man said so, Liu Ke and Jia Cong still don't know the seriousness of the matter.

The matter that even the prince of Guochao has to hide is probably too big.

The two were like chickens pecking at rice, and Wei Qinghe was about to leave with the booklet in his arms. Liu Ke thought for a while and said, "Master Wei, wait a moment... Jia Xiaosan, take someone to send Master Wei into the palace in person, and send it to the fourth brother. You don't have to worry about things here."

……

Wei Qinghe remained silent along the way, and Jia Cong didn't dare to disturb the old man's meditation.

The palace gate was rarely opened at night, and the carriage went straight into the palace city until it reached the gate of Qinzheng Hall.

Xia Shouzhong personally welcomed Wei Qinghe into the hall, and after a while, the little eunuch came out to tell Jia Cong that the emperor asked him to go to the side hall for a rest.

With countless doubts in his heart, Jia Cong lay on the bed tossing and turning all night.

There is no big pilgrimage, and even the small pilgrimage has stopped.

The emperor never summoned him. As time went by, Jia Cong was finally so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and fell asleep in the side hall.

After noon, Master She carried Jia Cong, who was in a daze, into the carriage and returned to Rongguo Mansion.

After wolfing down the meal, Elder She said a word: "The old thirteen has committed the anger of the public this time. Not to mention the burning of Nanchifang City last night, he brought people to the Zhongxin Wangfu, Yizhong Wangfu, Beibei early this morning. Four royal mansions, two marquis mansions, and five mansions of third rank and above, including Prince Jing's Mansion and Xining Prince's Mansion, were smashed to pieces, turning the capital upside down. Saner, tell Dad the truth, this time the old thirteen What kind of madness is it?"

My God, Liu Ke is so fierce?
Jia Cong was also dumbfounded: "Father, this matter...you let your son take care of it first!"

Didn't you mean that you only smashed the residences of a few princes?How did you smash up the entire capital city?

Jia Cong picked up the important things and said it quickly, and Grand Master She fell into a strange silence.

There are some things that I can't help but think about, Grand Master Xi only took half a quarter of an hour to figure out the whole story.

"Damn it, someone is making trouble, and the old thirteen has been used as a gun! This bastard, he didn't realize that someone is using him!"

Jia Cong didn't understand, so he said, "He was being used as a gun, that's why Lord Thirteen decided to come up with a trick to startle the snake, and see who is using his name to do dirty things."

"Bullshit! I'm talking about how he went to Cuihong Mansion to go crazy!"

Master She was a little anxious: "Think about it, if the old thirteen knows that someone is pretending to be himself and doing dirty things, who is the first person to suspect?"

Jia Cong replied without hesitation: "Of course it's Liu Wei."

"Look, even you think so. But what if it's not Liu Wei who pretends to be the old thirteen? If the old thirteen fights with Liu Wei, what will happen to the court? What will happen to the capital?"

Master Xi became very shrewd, and threw Jia Cong far away from Zhengyang Avenue: "The Secretary of the General Administration is in a mess, Liu Wei's people and Lao Shisan's people are handing out papers, you stab me I poked your eggs in the waist, and the fight was fierce. The saint was so angry that he almost fainted, and His Majesty and Grand Minister are still discussing in Qinzheng Hall, how to calm this sudden disturbance."

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