Enter the room 2

Chapter 357
King Ning is only irritable and domineering, but he is not stupid.

Feeling Qin Fang looking at him, his heart sank, but he shouted louder: "I want to see the emperor, I want to see the emperor! Yuan Zhi wronged me."

Qin Fang said coldly: "My lord, let's think about how to answer the emperor's words first!"

"I haven't done it, I haven't done it." King Ning denied it.

Qin Fang thought about the conclusive evidence. It doesn't matter whether King Ning answers or not. The emperor just wants him to know why he was imprisoned. It's not as good as a chicken, he doesn't add oil or vinegar, just answer the truth.

He made up his mind, signaled the eunuch who brought him to release King Ning, accepted the imperial decree, raised his hand in the direction of Qianqing Palace, and said with a smile on his face: "My lord, our family will answer according to your wishes. "

Then he winked at the people around him, turned around and left the courtyard quickly.

King Ning stood in the middle of the yard with a dull expression, and only after a while did he call out to Min Fu.

He was imprisoned, and the staff and lieutenants around him were either dismissed or isolated. Only Min Fu lived in this small courtyard with him as the chief entourage, and still served by his side.

"Can you think of a way?" He whispered to Min Fu with gloomy eyes, "Let's find a way to go back to Nanchang Mansion."

Min Fu was terrified, and his voice changed: "Yes, but Your Majesty, how could it be possible for us to go back to Nanchang Mansion?"

"So I have to think of a way." King Ning said with his head down, "I feel that the situation is not good. I am confined by him, and the news from outsiders can't get in, and the news from inside can't get out. Whether I live or die, It's not just a word from him. There is still a way to survive when I go back to Nanchang Mansion, if I stay in the capital, I'm afraid I won't have a good life for a few years."

Min Fu was able to stay by King Ning's side for so many years precisely because of his agility. Of course, he is also a smart person.

He gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, wait for another two or three days, and I will find a way to find out what's going on outside."

King Ning has no one else available except Min Fu. Although he nodded, he still pondered for several days in the study.When Min Fu said that King Ruichang was going to Beijing soon, King Ning was completely panicked.

"Have you found out clearly?" He confirmed to Min Fu again and again.

"It's true!" Min Fu was also shocked by the news, he said, "I heard that Yuan Zhi led the people from the Ministry of Rites to handle this matter."

"It's Yuanzhi again!" Gritting his teeth, King Ning picked up the jade pendant around his waist and rubbed it for a while. Finally, his eyes darkened, and he tore off the jade pendant and handed it to Min Fu, saying, "Go and send a letter to the captain, let him Come see me."

The lieutenant beside him is a dead man left to him by the old King Ning, and he handles things very safely.

Min Fu bowed and said yes.

*
Song Jiyun took the eldest prince to stutter for breakfast in his own alley, met a goldfish and koi carp seller, bought him some goldfish, and then took him to the calligraphy and painting studio at the entrance of the next alley, where he picked out some lake brushes and a few knife rice paper.

It's not that the family lacks these things, but she feels that such a big child can't stay at home all the time, and walk around whenever he can.

The eldest prince was indeed very happy, he took a look at the goldfish he bought for him from time to time even when he went to the calligraphy and painting studio to pick up lake brushes.

On the way back, Song Jiyun smiled and said to him: "I'll ask you in a few days to see if I can find a book on raising goldfish. You can read it then and you will know how to raise them."

The eldest prince's eyes sparkled and he said: "Is there any book about raising goldfish?"

"There should be!" Song Jiyun said with a smile, "If not, let Mr. Yuan find a way to write one for you."

The eldest prince smiled shyly, and said: "I heard people say that Mr. Yuan is very knowledgeable."

"I don't know about this." Song Jiyun chatted with him, "I only know that he is good at drawing and writing. Sometimes I will ask him to be a coolie to help me draw."

The eldest prince smiled and said: "I know. You burn porcelain. You want to use it on porcelain."

Song Jiyun nodded and said, "Do you like porcelain? Let me tell you how to pinch a cup!"

She wanted to find something to attract the child's attention, so she didn't have to think about those messy things in the palace.

The eldest prince nodded happily.

When they got home, they found that the door of the neighbor next door was ajar, and three mule carts were parked, unloading rice, noodles and rapeseed.

Seeing them, the manager said to them kindly: "Hurry up and stock up on food, clothing and chewing. I heard that there are a lot of refugees coming outside, and the officers and soldiers of the guards can't drive them away. Our master said, if you continue like this Go down, I'm afraid the city will be closed."

If Song Jiyun remembers correctly, the person next door is a servant from the household department.

She couldn't help but winked at Zheng Quan who was following her.

Zheng Quan went up to thank the steward, and talked about the refugees: "How can there be refugees in this season? The capital is at the foot of the emperor. Even if there are refugees, it is not necessary to hoard food and clothing, right?"

"Hey, I see that you came to the capital from outside, and the host family is quite nice. They either send us some melons and fruits or some pastries, so I'll mention you..."

Song Jiyun led the eldest prince into the house.

The eldest prince worried: "Sister, what are refugees? Why are they here, and everyone has to hoard things. Can't we send those officers and soldiers to arrest them all?"

Song Jiyun patiently explained to him what a refugee is, and finally said: "What I said was superficial, if you want to know more, when Mr. Hui Yuan comes over, I will ask him to tell you."

The eldest prince smiled and said, "My sister has to ask Mr. Yuan about everything."

"That's because Mr. Yuan has read a lot and traveled a lot." Song Jiyun always felt that children's education should be rigorous, and he didn't know much about the world, so he couldn't mislead children.

The eldest prince nodded.

When Zheng Quan came to tell her that he went to the gate of the city to look at it himself, he found that there were indeed many refugees at the gate of the city. They would leave as soon as the officers and soldiers drove them away, and they would come as soon as the officers and soldiers left. Now everyone dare not enter and leave the city gate casually.

"I also heard," Zheng Quanniu said after drinking a cup of tea, "these people all escaped from Hebei, Henan, and Shandong."

Song Jiyun frowned.

I don't know if the imperial court doesn't care about it?Or did the local administrators keep it secret?

She sent Zheng Quan to stock up some goods at home.

At home, she told the eldest prince how to look at the map, where is Hebei, and where is Henan.

The eldest prince has been looking forward to Yuan Yunzhong's arrival: "When Mr. Yuan comes, you will know what happened!"

Song Jiyun nodded with a smile, and brought a letter to ask Zhou Zheng to get some kaolin, and told the eldest prince to play with mud.

When it was time for Yuan Yunzhong to light the lamp, he brought a lot of food and clothing with him when he came.

Song Jiyun was very surprised: "Is the situation outside the city really so severe?"

Yuan Yunzhong whispered to her: "There are nearly 5 people. The emperor sent the Minister of the Ministry of War and the Deputy Capital Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to go outside the city. Both grandfather and grandfather said that they are prepared."

Seeing the eldest prince coming, he stopped the topic and said softly: "Boss Song said you want to know what a refugee is?"

Embracing the eldest prince, she went to the study.

Song Jiyun stood there, looking at the hosta flowers that were about to bloom in the yard and pondered for a while.

(End of this chapter)