Yipin farm girl

Chapter 723
Fu Yunshan suddenly looked up and looked at him.

Lou Zhong laughed, "Also...Xiang Mu was a Jinshi in the fifth year of Tianqi, and the examiner for that session was Fu Nantian, the old master of the Imperial Master's Mansion!"

Fu Yunshan stopped washing the dishes, it really was him!

Lou Zhong continued, "However, in the court hall, he has pleaded guilty to his father, saying that he has not had any contact with Xiang Mu in the past few years, and he does not know the inside story of the sudden burst of the embankment, father..." He shrugged, Looking at Fu Yunshan's slightly drooping pretty face with his hands on his chin, he said after a while, "He believed it."

Fu Yunshan bowed his head in thought. Although Old Master Fu had no real power, he was respected by the emperor. The several princes were all disciples of the emperor's master's residence. Emperor Hongde even allowed his position as Marquis of Boyang to be hereditary for three generations!What an honor this is, he really has no reason to do things that endanger Tianqi!
Then, why did he report to the court that Liaodong Mansion can only grow for one season? !

Fu Yunshan was puzzled and asked Lou Zhong, who shook his head, "I don't know."

"It has something to do with the second prince secretly supported by the Emperor's Mansion?" Fu Yunshan frowned and guessed.

Lou Zhong denied, "It's only been two years since he supported the second child."

The two sighed at the same time and looked at each other. Fu Yunshan's lips curved into a smile, and he lowered his head to continue washing the dishes. Out of helplessness and half pity, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and went back to the house again.

This girl is really avoiding him!
Although he didn't know the reason, he wouldn't let her escape like this!
I've been too busy recently, let her relax first, and wait until I get back to the capital...

Fu Yunshan listened to the footsteps gradually going away, and sighed deeply in her heart, hoping that he would find her indifference and alienation, and slowly adjust her position to that of a friend!
Everyone was happily preparing for the work before planting seedlings, raising seedlings and diverting water. No one thought of sending a letter to the capital to report safety!
The capital, the imperial palace, the study room

Emperor Hongde held the urgently sent letter from eight hundred miles in his hand, his eyes were red, "Du Cheng, what does this letter say? Come...read...read it to me..."

Du Cheng's eyes were red, obviously he had already cried, "Your Majesty..."

"Read!" Hong Dedi squinted at the past, "Not yet!"

Du Cheng took the letter with trembling hands, his mouth trembled a few times, and then he choked up and said, "The minister, Li Huairen, the magistrate of Liaoyuan County, gave the report. The sixth prince went to the city to find a cure for the plague. Unfortunately, he was infected with the plague. By the time the letter was sent, he had... ..."

"What's up!" Hong Dedi roared.

Du Cheng mourned, "I have fallen into a coma, my minister is guilty, I beg the Holy Order!"

"No!" Emperor Hongde shook his head, "How could he be infected with the plague after eating the five poison pills..."

After a pause, he snatched the letter from Du Cheng's hand to read it, and found that there was no mention of Fu Yunshan on it, so he couldn't help saying angrily, "He must have given the five poison pills to Fu Yunshan, otherwise, why would Fu Yunshan?" Not infected with the plague?! No, I am going to Liaodong..."

Emperor Hongde walked out of the upper study in two or three steps, and ordered the eunuchs outside, "Come here, prepare the horse! I'm going to Liaodong!"

Du Cheng was shocked, and knelt down and hugged Emperor Hongde's leg, "Your Majesty, you can't do it! The country can't be left alone for a day. If you leave, what will happen to the government? What about the apocalypse..."

"I can't control that much anymore. My son's life or death is uncertain now..." Emperor Hong De's eyes were red, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, splashing it on the corridor. On a pot of crabapple flowers.

Du Cheng screamed, "Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)