The farmer has a mall

Chapter 226 Who To Send

The location of the two factories was chosen in a relatively remote place in Mingshan County.

One is because both the steelmaking technique and the arsenal for making weapons are very important and confidential places.

Gu Nanyan had to keep these two places under his nose to be at ease.

Secondly, the county magistrates of other counties did not have as much trust in Gu Nanyan as Su Wenfeng, and they rashly built factories on their sites, probably not as much as Su Wenfeng.

Gu Nanyan is not in a hurry. When the factory is profitable, even if she doesn't speak up, those people will rush to find her.

"You did a good job!" Gu Nanyan praised, and generously gave him half of the iced fruit in front of him.

"Is there any news from Wuyin County?" Gu Nanyan asked.

Ashlan, who was originally responsible for contacting there, was driven by her to the garrison camp of the Princess Mansion to train recruits, so she has not received any new news about the peace talks in the past few days.

Su Wenfeng took the fruit plate brought by the maid and thanked him.

"It's not a big deal." He hesitated.

"In Anyang, Ning Tianlu has been responsible for conveying the meaning of Concubine Ning Gui, and every time the letter is sent back and forth, it will take at least seven or eight days."

"General Gu felt that the other party was procrastinating, so he asked them to send someone who can make the decision to negotiate peace, otherwise Ning Zongyuan would be escorted back to Beijing."

Gu Nanyan understood that the fourth prince was only a prince after all, and even though he was acting as an agent of the government, there were some things that he could not decide on his own.

For example, regarding Ning Zongyuan, how much he will have to pay to get him back is probably not up to him, so there has been a stalemate.

Concubine Ning Gui, on the other hand, was afraid that she was still a little cautious, maybe she still wanted to delay the time, trying to find a way to secretly rescue Ning Zongyuan, so she let this happen.

And his grandfather must have seen some signs, so he gave the ultimatum.

"Then Anyang said who is going to send over?"

This peace talk is a thankless task. They have a tough attitude here, and they will not let Anyang die so that he will not let him go.

But the other side didn't want to pay too much to save a person, even if this person was Concubine Ning's own brother.

Therefore, no matter what the outcome of the peace talks is, the negotiators will inevitably be criticized.

"Not yet." Su Wenfeng shook his head.

In fact, the most suitable candidate for this matter is none other than the Fourth Prince.

Because Ning Zongyuan is his uncle, if he can come here in person, not only will the courtiers feel that he is a person who values ​​love and righteousness and is worthy of entrustment, but if Ning Zongyuan can be exchanged at the smallest price, he will also be able to make him a leader in court. The prestige in it is even higher.

Unfortunately, judging from General Gu's tough attitude, it is obviously unrealistic to take Ning Zongyuan away cheaply.

Of course, the Fourth Prince would not come to this muddy water foolishly.

Gu Nanyan pointed to the edge of the table thoughtfully.

At this time, in the Anyang Palace, there was another news that the Crown Prince of the East Palace was seriously ill.

This is not a big deal at all, after all, the prince's health has always been bad, so it will not surprise everyone if he suddenly dies in the East Palace one day.

But this time he was seriously ill because of the emperor.

It is said that since the emperor fell ill, the prince was worried that he would not be able to eat, and wanted to go to serve the sick, but was blocked in the gate of the East Palace many times.

In desperation, he invited an eminent monk with profound Taoism from Lianyun Temple to pray for the emperor, and exchanged his remaining lifespan for the emperor's health.

And personally copied the Buddhist scriptures for the emperor for three days and three nights, until he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

If it weren't for the imperial doctor guarding the East Palace all the year round, his soul would have already returned to the nine heavens.

When the courtiers heard the news, they were all moved by the prince's filial piety, and some people were even discussing to lift him from the confinement.

After all, he was only implicated by his grandfather's family, and he was not at fault.

The call for lifting the crown prince's confinement in the central government is getting louder and louder, and many of them are from the old generals of the former guard who are fueling the flames.

In the womb of the Four Emperors, Concubine Ning swept down teacups all over the floor.

"That bastard, how dare he!"

She cursed furiously, and smashed a few more vases angrily before giving up, not even knowing that her palm was cut by the shattered fragments.

The fourth prince hurriedly asked someone to bandage her, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Mother and concubine, don't be angry, elder brother is just a dying person, so what if he is released."

Fu Lang's indifferent tone aroused Concubine Ning's anger again.

"How? If he comes out, he can justifiably handle the government affairs for your father, and then you and I, mother and son, will have good fruit!"

She reached out and tapped Fu Lang's forehead, very dissatisfied with her son's heartless appearance.

"Besides, he has been ill for 20 years, and I have never seen him really die. Maybe he will live longer than you and me in the end!"

This is what Concubine Ning is most worried about.

Fu Tuo seemed to be stuck in her heart for so many years like a thorn, and he couldn't get it out no matter how hard he tried.

Even if he is obviously sick, he can faint after taking two steps, but he can't die no matter what!

Thinking of Fu Tuo's face that was very similar to the Queen's, she became even angrier, and her eyes gradually darkened.

Fu Lang also frowned, even though he called Fu Tuo big brother, in fact he wished for him to die early.

But in the past few years, he and his mother have done so many tricks secretly, each time it only made him sick and injured a little, and he recovered from his dying state in a few days.

"Mother, what do you mean, brother's illness is fake?" Fu Lang frowned, and his face was a little ugly.

Seeing that he finally paid attention to him, Concubine Ning felt relieved.

"That's not enough." She took a deep breath.

"The imperial doctor next to him is from this palace. Fu Tuo's poor health is due to the poison brought out of his mother's womb. This cannot be faked."

Besides, with his usual appearance of collapsing when the wind blows, he can't pretend even if he wants to.

"Then the concubine thinks it's true that he's unconscious this time?" Fu Lang asked hastily.

Concubine Ning Gui squinted her eyes, a look of cruelty flashed in her eyes.

"Regardless of his real illness or fake illness this time, I will make him disappear forever!"

……

In the Eastern Palace, Fu Tuo was sitting at the table energetically, playing with the blood jade wrench with one hand.

San Jin came in with a medicine bowl, just in time to see him smiling with the corners of his mouth curled up.

He sighed, closed the door behind him and walked over.

"Your Highness can't be like this in the future. If Miss Gu finds out, I'm afraid she will be angry."

In order to make the effect realistic, the mouthful of blood His Highness vomited was forcefully forced out by his internal force!

Although the damage is not too great, it will leave some hidden wounds.

Although he didn't get along with Gu Nanyan much, he also knew that her temper was not very good. If she really got angry, his highness would have to bear it.

Fu Tuo paused for a while, and gave him a cool look.

"Yanyan is in Jianan, how can he know what Gu has done, unless..."

He squinted his eyes and gave Sanjin a warning look.

Sanjin was not afraid of him, and waited for him to drink the medicine before he said slowly: "Miss Gu is proficient in medical science, even if she is young, as long as she checks your pulse, she will naturally find out."

He spoke unhurriedly, with respect in his tone, but it suffocated Fu Tuo's breathing.

Thinking of his sister's serious little face and her eyes that seemed to see through everything, Fu Tuo swallowed guiltyly.

"Cough, let the imperial doctor prescribe a prescription for nourishing qi and blood tomorrow, and you should be fine if you take it for a few days..." Right?

Fu Tuo said somewhat uncertainly.

San Jin put away the medicine bowl and rinsed it with clean water, and poured a little bit of medicine residue from the bottom of the bowl into the flower pot on the shelf.

"But Ms. Gu said that you only need to take the medicine she prescribed, and don't take it casually."

Fu Tuo rubbed his forehead with a headache, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"There's nothing I can do." He sighed.

"That person hasn't shown up for several months, and now the government is completely under the control of the fourth child. If he finds a way to get out of the East Palace, who knows what he will do."

Besides, his food has been poisoned more and more recently, presumably Concubine Ning Gui couldn't wait to get rid of him.

He couldn't just hide in the East Palace and be beaten without fighting back!

(End of this chapter)