Chapter 52 The identity of the oiran

The cell leader's wife also knew how to lower her voice and said to Princess Ning'an:

"This person is...His Royal Highness Prince Jing."

"What!" Li Ning'an really didn't expect to be related to Prince Jing's uncle.

His youngest son was only born not long ago.

How could he allow his men to persecute those babies?

Speaking of which, the matter of the emperor's uncle was suppressed just like that.

The father never mentioned what happened to Prince Jing's uncle, but just asked people to imprison him in the palace.

Even his whole family was in the palace, and they seemed to be provided with good food and drink.

Li Ning'an was so angry that he wanted to whip them 180 times.

"I must tell my father about this."

Yuan Ze, who was standing next to him, was more calm, "Princess, Dali Temple must have reported this matter to Your Majesty."

Li Ning'an sat back down again. She had obtained the source of the news, and it was a bit difficult to explain to her father.

It's better not to expose the prison head easily.

"You did a good job, Hongxiu. Give her some more money. If you need anything, just come and talk to this princess."

Li Ning'an asked Hongxiu to give 500 taels to the cell leader's wife.

The cell leader's wife happily agreed, "A civilian woman will definitely go back and tell her husband that I will send you any news."

"Well, you can also go to the outer house to find someone named Zhang Biao."

She bought the man slave Zhang Biao from Yaxing and originally gave it to Yan Ziqi, but he didn't want it, so he changed hands and put it in another house.

The physical bonds of this group of people were also given to her.

Zhang Biao was very loyal to her, and it was a lot easier to communicate with the cell leader.

The prison boss is a shrewd man, and he probably won't let his wife spread the news in the future.

Looking at the happy look on the aunt's face, she must be unable to hide something.

Li Ning'an asked her to leave first, and after two or three cups of tea, Li Ning'an left here.

Fortunately, when she came, she chose a private room on the second floor of the teahouse, and no one knew what the cell leader's wife said outside.

In the Qiankun Palace, Emperor Mingde was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

He thought to himself that he was good to the emperor's brother and sister, but Prince Jing had such thoughts hidden.

He raised troops to rebel and committed murder.

Where else can the money earned by the rouge shop be used?

Prince Jing must have used it to raise troops.

The memorial from Dali Temple came in time.

Originally, Emperor Mingde planned to be generous and at least keep the infant baby.

It can be regarded as leaving a bloodline to Prince Jing.

But he doesn't do any good for himself.

Emperor Mingde thought that it would damage the reputation of the royal family, so he asked Master Qiu to focus on the big boss.

Prince Jing's family was still punished for treason and executed in autumn.

As for the nine tribes, it is impossible to chop off the head of Emperor Mingde.

The matter of King Jing has since settled, and all those under him who surrendered were thrown into the garrison of the capital.

In Da Qi, in addition to the Jinwu Guards who were responsible for patrolling and guarding the central capital, there were also garrison troops stationed in the capital.

Although there are only tens of thousands, it is enough to scare those who are careful.

On weekdays, these Beijing defenders are in the camp. In addition to training every day, they help the Jinwu guards maintain stability in the capital.

Every year, the defenses would be transferred to various armies, and some officials would send their sons to hang out.

If you say it, you will become an official.

This team is called the reserve army.

Emperor Mingde wanted to abolish it, but it was difficult to do so.

You have to take into account the face of the famous family.

Who doesn't have a naughty child that makes people worry about them?

People like Wen Di can be in the reserve army.

Emperor Mingde didn't know where to put the soldiers brought back from Xitong County, so Master Wen suggested this place.

Let them disband on the spot. If they gather secretly, they will be quite powerful.

It's better to keep it under your nose and stare at it.

It's time for a comparison among those young men.

Otherwise, they would think that the Beijing Guards were run by their family, and they could walk sideways in everything they did or said.

A few days ago, someone knocked over a common people's stall, saying that there was important military information and the other party could not afford to delay it.

Not to mention compensation, he left without even an apology.

His Majesty has so many things to do every day that he naturally cannot take care of such trivial matters.

Even if people want to report to the government, they must consider whether they can offend the other party.Without the owner of the suffering, there is no way to deal with those people.

Li Ning'an returned to the palace. The imperial edict had been issued. She was relieved to know that her father was not soft-hearted and would give his uncle another chance.

Li Ning'an was very relaxed and listened to a story outside.After Wen Di hesitated again and again, he took on the job of Cangbe Fang.

After the Secretary of the Household Department found out, he didn't say much and gave the chief minister of the Household Department a different job.

Yeah.

This Mr. Wen Xiaolang, who is not afraid of anything, might be able to help him lighten his burden.

It’s really uncomfortable to be chased by people asking for money.

Wen Di stayed in the Cangbu room of Hubu for three days, but did not see Li Ning'an coming.

He couldn't help but inquire and found out that Li Ning'an had gone to Yan Ziqi's foreign residence.

Wen Di asked for leave. To be precise, he didn't tell anyone and just didn't go. The Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue acquiesced that he asked for leave.

In the past few days, Wen Di was yelling and cursing, and people came to report for approval any trivial matter.

Even Fu Minglang felt that his burden was relieved a lot.

Fu Minglang originally thought about inviting Wen Xiaolangjun to have tea, but felt pity when he heard that he didn't come.

A colleague who got along well with Fu Minglang asked: "Brother Fu, you are already appreciated by Grand Master Wen, why are you still walking with this guy?"

Although Wen Di did some good things for Hu Bu, he went to brothels, gambling houses, listened to operas, and watched sideshows.

If I hadn't heard that the Grand Master had been strict in his management recently, I'm not sure what he would have done.

Don't get too close to such a person.

Fu Minglang wanted to refute something, but it turned out that Xiao Langjun was indeed such a person.

Maybe he pretended to be uncomfortable today and went somewhere he shouldn't have gone.

People who pass the official imperial examinations hate those who rely on their family background to get ahead.

Fu Minglang said a few words casually, but did not fully agree with the other party's ideas.

He doesn't think that talking behind someone's back is what a gentleman does.

And Wen Di was already standing in the outer house where Li Ning'an lived in Yongxingfang.

Li Ning'an thought about taking a look at Manxuan Tower. As soon as he changed into men's clothes and was about to go out, he heard the maid outside reporting:
"Wen Xiaolangjun, who claims to be your friend, insists on coming in and is already waiting in the flower hall."

Li Ning'an had no choice but to change her clothes in a hurry and go to the flower hall.

Li Ning'an sat down on the main seat angrily and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Di just finished inquiring about the flower hall and saw Li Ning'an coming in, so he sat down next to her.

"Did Yan Ziqi really support you outside?"

Wen Di remembered that Yan Ziqi had an oiran he liked in Zuichun Pavilion. Even at the border, he did not forget to give the old bustard money.

Not to mention asking someone to drink with you, just asking him to come down and take a look.

I don’t know where the madam is hiding.

That's called the outer room.

Li Ning'an is purely self-proclaimed.

Wen Di told Li Ning'an what he knew.

"He..." Li Ning'an suddenly became unsure.

Could it be that Yan Ziqi really belonged to someone?

So what does she do?
Resign to give way?
Yan Ziqi did not quite acknowledge her identity.

Otherwise, I will directly force my father to decree a marriage.

Not good.

That guy really made a fuss, ran off with the courtesan, and hid in a ravine. Where would she go to find him?

The expression on Li Ning'an's face changed, and Wen Di laughed.

"You are really obsessed with him."

Wen Di leaned back in his chair and said easily: "According to my experience, he has never had a woman."

There is a difference between touching hands and consummating a marriage.

Yan Ziqi.

It was like walking among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touching me.

I don’t know who I am waiting for.

"But, aren't you curious about why that oiran is so charming?"

"Maybe Yan Ziqi is really waiting for her."

"Would you like to go take a look?"

Li Ning'an felt that Wen Di was not well-intentioned, but she was also very curious.

In both past and present lives, Yan Ziqi protected her.

Who is Leng Shuang, the courtesan of Zui Chun Pavilion?

(End of this chapter)

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