Chapter 275 The flood of the Huai River

"Are the rumors they said before... actually true?" Feng Shaoyuan's eyes like glass flashed with surprise, "Are you really having a bad relationship with Concubine Li?"

"What do you care about so much about those troubles between women?" Yunshang seemed to recover a little. She looked at Feng Shaoyuan's blushing face in an instant and smiled. She smiled, "I did have a bad relationship with her, but unfortunately, I don't know where the reason for this evil relationship came from. She is the only concubine in the harem now. I'm just a favorite minister in the front court. How much do I have with her? Is it related to money? Unexpectedly, she asked her niece to come out to fix me in person.

After hearing this, Feng Shaowen frowned deeply and asked, "But the princess used to kill decisively. She was never a procrastinate person. Why did she get sick this time? What puzzled me most was that the princess really fell into Li Fei's treachery and really fell into the lake."

Yunshang looked at him in surprise, "Your message is not slow."

Feng Shaowen snorted, "Mr. Wen will never be as stubborn as you. He will always discuss with me if he has something to do."

"Mr. Wen? Well, it seems that he really appreciates you. It's good. You should learn from him. Mr. Wen is a bird in the sky, and he will always go back to the sky. My lotus heart is a cage. It is impossible to take care of him and surround him all his life. What Yunshang said was a little sad. She knew it was like this, but she could only rely on Mr. Wen to host some things. This sense of contradiction made her very entangled.

Feng Shaoxuan nodded, "I will pay attention to learning from him. After the princess's accident, more than a dozen merchants in the capital were burned down. This thing... I don't believe it was done by Mr. Wen.

Yun Shang smiled, and her eyes bent up with a smile, as if the crescent moon in the sky had fallen to the ground.

"Ah, such a robber-like behavior will naturally not be done by him. Such a thing... Naturally, someone else will take action."

Feng Shaoyuan poured her a cup of hot tea. Yunshang slowly sip in her hand and patted him on the shoulder. "Go and think about how to insert our people in the Jianing Hall first. Concubine Li was banned for a year. I think, according to her nature, she will not stay in the palace this year. I don't want to have a second Li Fei anymore.

Feng Shaowan nodded and left. When he went out, he stood under the moon door hole leading to the front yard and looked back. The woman who was talking to him just now seemed to be in contemplative and a person was stupid at the carved window.

Naturally, he also saw that there was a white jade porcelain bottle next to the carved window, and there were several neatly built white plum blossoms inserted in the bottle, but those plum blossoms had already withered, leaving only the bare branches still standing tall.

This is the handwriting left by that man.

Feng Shaoyuan withdrew his eyes and turned away.

If only he could have a way to make her eyes less melancholy...

In a flash, time is like a white horse passing through the gap.

In a blink of an eye, the sky has become hot, and the Dafeng Dynasty has also ushered in the first such early and rapid Huaihe flood season in history.

And this time the Huaihe flood season was too fast and fierce, and even the local Huaihe garrison did not realize the importance of this matter at all.

When the embankments of the Huaihe River were breached everywhere, the garrison was the first to run out of the town with the Qing guard, leaving the people of a city in the city to let the flood and beasts rage.

The negligence and unauthorized escape of the guard have led to the further expansion of the disaster. Several towns along the Huaihe River have been abused by ruthless floods. When the flood fades, only the remnants of broken walls, ruins and rubble piled up on the ground, and the rest are unknown. The bodies that have been soaked are piled up layer by layer.

The disaster victims were displaced for a while, and thousands of disaster victims kept fleeing to the north, far away from the flood. The further north they went, the closer they approached the capital.

At the same time, there are more rumors from the people.

"The precipitation in the sky is God's punishment. People by the water can't live."

These twelve words were sung out of the mouths of the disaster victims. When they arrived in the capital, even the children who were running all over the ground would say a jingle.

Yunshang, who was already healthy, returned to the days of the court. However, when she met Lu Shen, she always felt that Lu Shen looked at her strangely, as if she was angry and mixed with something else. It was really unpredictable. She asked his eldest brother Lu Jin in private, and Lu Jin was also confused. I can't say why.

When this twelve-character jingle spread to the capital, who doesn't understand the mystery after this sentence?

The precipitation in the sky is God's punishment.

The first two sentences are very simple and easy to understand. That is to say, the flood of the Huaihe River this time is the water brought down by God, which is a kind of punishment. Since it is a punishment, who should be punished? This is the meaning of the last two sentences. People at the water's edge can't live.

It seems that the people living along the Huai River can't survive, but in fact, there is a great mystery here.

Among the taboos of today's emperor Feng Zifeng is the word "min" of a waterside people.

And as for why such a divine punishment should be given to this waterside people, naturally, the people will only think of some bad and mysterious things.

For example, the Bei'anmen mutiny in which his brother killed his brother.

For another example, the disgraceful throne of today's emperor.

For another example, the royal relatives who were burned out of the merchants at this time...

For another example, today's emperor spoils sycoy ministers, and even the state is impermanent.

When these wires were handed to Yunshang, she had accurately understood that among the reasons for these random speculations, only the last point was what she wanted to express most in the ballad.

It is true that Feng Zimin killed his brother by unseemight means and took over his imperial power and throne by unsight means, but what can he do? He is already a perpetual emperor. Who can drag him down? Besides, those merchants who have been burned will be burned. What's more, those big merchants are still burned. These merchants with backgrounds don't know how to squeeze other merchants. Those people usually dare to be angry and dare not say anything. This time it is a great pleasure, right?

The first few reasons are too far-fetched. Only this last one is the real meaning of everyone's excuse to attack her.

The emperor's favorite minister has been criticized and despised since ancient times.

If this favorite minister is a man, it's okay. At most, he is a treacherous minister. It's okay to keep a bad reputation for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, it's unfortunate. The favorite minister in this dynasty is not only a treacherous minister, but also a female treacherous minister. He is also a gold medal given by the current empress dowager's mother. He dares to drink. A female slang minister who is a university scholar.

In this way, it is necessary to be a few gossips, and it is also necessary to be scolded, which is charming. The last article of the online newspaper clearly states that Zhou University Scholar, together with Gu University Scholar and the Qingliu Party, are discussing a joint letter to impeach her, a third-class official.

Yunshang, who read the line newspaper, laughed, dressed calmly and neatly, still painted beautiful eyebrows, still sitting in a charming pink sedan chair, swaggering into the main door of the palace.

It was a little late for her to go up today. When she arrived, Feng Zi was already listening to the senior Zhou University scholar under the jade steps with a pale face, spitting angrily and reprimanding herself.

When Yunshang came in from the outside, the little waiter guarding at the door of Yin'an Hall saw that it was her and said hello to her. He whispered, "Princess, be careful. There's a scene inside."

Yunshang raised his eyebrows, is it noisy? Is she still afraid of this now?

So, Yunshang stood outside the Yin'an Hall and stopped for a while, listening to what was said inside. At this time, he couldn't help laughing and walking in from the outside.

"I said why my eyelids kept jumping when I got up early this morning. It turned out that someone was suing me behind my back." She raised her chin slightly, and her arrogant eyes swept over the indignant Qingliu Party.

Feng Ziqi looked at her coming in from the outside in a crimson dress, as if she had lit up the whole Yin'an Hall, and nodded slightly, "Lou Qing, you're right here. I have something to ask you."

Yunshang looked at Feng Zifeng with a smile and nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty, I must know everything and say everything."

"The flood of the Huaihe River is menacing. Lou Zonghui, who controls the flood, is one of your distant cousins?" Feng Ziqi is also a little angry. Now all the people who have a relationship with the Lou family are as bold as said in Qing Liukou?

Yunshang was not in a hurry to answer the emperor's question. Looking at the long string of memorials in his hand, he raised his eyebrows with a smile, "What is your majesty holding in your hand?"

Feng Zi was stunned, looked at the smile on her face, narrowed her eyes, and turned the note in her hand to Tingnu, who gave it to Yunshang. When this thing arrived, Yun Shang picked it up and looked at it for a moment. He smiled softly all his life. He held the memorial with one hand and walked to Zhou Dashi. He looked at him with a cold smile, slowly raised his hand and tore the memorial in half.

"You! How dare you..." Zhou Dashi said a bad word and looked at the lawless slang minister Lou Yunshang in astonishment.

Yunshang smiled contemptuously, tore off the memorial piece again, and casually threw it on the ground, as if they were performing the elegance and calmness of snowflakes.

"Master Zhou, you have the time to take a group of people to find such a cousin I have never seen before to win over the officials and impeach me. It's better to move your white head that has been growing for decades and think about how to smooth the flood of disaster victims into the capital as soon as possible and govern the Huaihe River. Is it a water cancer? At worst, you have to think of a way for your majesty and help the victims first, like a minister should do, right? But you are not only not so physically doing the duty of a minister, but you also have to win over other officials to impeach colleagues and exclude courtiers at this time. Ha ha, it's ridiculous. Where did you read the poetry and etiquette at the beginning?

"Huangkou boy, don't talk nonsense. You are not qualified to humiliate the first-class member like this!" In the Qingliu Party, a person came out and accused Yunshang face to face.

She threw the last piece of paper on the face of Zhou Dashi. Seeing that his face turned pale and snorted, she turned her head and said coldly to the official, "All the grain depots in the land of Liang'an have been opened, and the porridge farm has also begun to deliver food and porridge. Three days ago, someone has persuaded the victims to return to their hometown. Now there are half fewer victims in the capital. Excuse me, when I am doing these things, you adults who are self-proportant, what are you doing?