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"But if Yan Zhui fails, Yan Xin comes to power, and then the court is purged, how can there be a place for everyone?"
"It doesn't matter if I take off this official robe temporarily. As the princess said, no matter how broad the dark clouds are, they can't cover the sun and the moon. Success or failure depends on this one move." The king is successful and the bandit is defeated. "Isn't Rong Tuying the same?" Do you risk your life because you know the consequences?"
Wang Zhisui sighed.
At this time, Rong Tuying probably understood it very well. But when it got to this point, no matter whether the emperor calculated it or not, he had to fight for it. Otherwise, who would be happy to let the family die in front of them? ?
Who is the chess piece and who is the chess player? The situation is unclear and it¡¯s hard to say now!
Everyone laughed and said in unison:
"Master Wang is right."
After entering the courtyard, Rong Tuying sat for a while. When he left Jianfu Gate, his sedan chair was already waiting in front of the palace gate.
Su Ying and others followed him from left to right, and personally helped him get into the sedan.
"My lord, Wang Zhisui bites very hard"
Rong Tuying was sitting in the sedan chair, seemingly closing her eyes and concentrating. She didn't reply to his words. Su Ying didn't know if he heard what she said.
In fact, everyone knows whether what Wang Zhisui told is true or false.
Building a Zen temple must be beneficial, so Rong Tuying would take it upon himself to do it. He did misappropriate the money from the treasury, and the money he took out is now in Rong Tuying's hands.
Uncle Rong, who was accompanying him, looked anxious. The sedan followed Rong Tuying's sedan. He felt that the sedan was moving too slowly, but he did not dare to be urged to go too fast.
Mr. Rong Sanye in Rong Mansion had already received the news and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"The wealth of Rong Mansion can be seen from the carved beams, painted pillars, and glazed tiles. All the pavilions and pavilions were made by everyone. There are groups of servants in the mansion, each doing their own thing.
At that time, the head of the Rong Mansion had passed away, and Mr. Rong had three legitimate sons, one, three, and seven respectively. The eldest son had become an official in the court, and the third son took over the common people in the mansion. The seventh son was well-known, interacted with literati, and behaved elegantly. thing.
The three brothers do their own thing and cooperate with each other.
Before that, Rong Tuying only had a good reputation.
But until he sacrificed his wife and daughter in exchange for wealth, his status in the Rong family rose again and again, and everyone regarded him as the leader. As soon as he came back, the third master Rong and the uncle Rong who came after him couldn't help but lean towards him:
"Shichiro, what should we do now?"
Rong Tuying sat down calmly, and the servants immediately brought her ginseng tea. The ginseng was the finest ginseng. Only the best parts should be removed and sliced ??for later use.
He took a sip of tea and smiled calmly:
"No hurries?"
"That silver"
When Uncle Rong arrived, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he seemed to be there with the old god.
"Brother, you just can't keep your temper." Rong Tuying took another sip of tea, then turned around and put down the tea bowl:
"The silver has been shipped out of Luoyang City a long time ago and is not in Rong Mansion."
He took the handkerchief from his sleeves and pressed it to his lips. These words made Uncle Rong and Third Master Rong stunned. It took a long time for the two brothers to react and said in unison:
"What?"
"I'm doing something," Rong Tuying smiled, her eyelids drooping, looking gentle and elegant: "How can I not leave anything behind?"
He is cautious in temperament and thorough in his actions. He plans everything before taking action.
Although Fu Minghua repeatedly miscalculated this time and put himself in a passive position, he decided to boldly reach out to the treasury at the beginning of the action. How could he be unprepared?
When Sanye Rong thought of Rong Qilang¡¯s character, he was surprised and happy and asked:
"Qilang, do you mean that this incident was already under your control?"
Rong Tuying put the handkerchief to her mouth, and after hearing these words, a sinister look flashed in her eyes.
In this incident, Wang Zhisui and others would actually listen to Fu Minghua and risk losing their official positions to testify against him, which was beyond his control.
But that¡¯s where it ends.
Wang Zhisui and others actually listened to a woman's words. Sure enough, without Yao Shi, the power of Qin King Yan Zhui in Luoyang was in disarray.
It¡¯s just that Fu Minghua¡¯s influence on Li Fulin and others still made Rong Tuying frown, thinking secretly that this could be used.
In the past, Rong Tuying regarded Wang Zhisui as a fly, but the fly's buzzing for a long time was annoying.
He was thinking about something, but was interrupted by a call:
"Shichiro?"
Uncle Rong called him, Rong Tuying's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile:
"Brother, don't worry. Since I dare to let Wang Zhisui come to search, I'm not afraid that he will find out anything! I have dealt with the aftermath. My Rong Mansion is not that easy to get into." He squinted his eyes meaningfully .
As early as the beginning of his career, he took advantage of the opportunity of building a Zen temple to transport silver out of Luoyang and send it to the place where the Zen temple was built.
"It's ridiculous that Wang Zhi was instigated by his wife. What else could he find in Rong's Mansion?
Rong Tuying said with a gentle smile:
"It's just right to show the emperor how honest, loyal and courageous my Rong family is!" After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh softly.
Wang Zhi returned to his mansion, summoned his wife, and told her to find an excuse to go to Prince Qin's mansion.
In recent days, Fu Minghua has been almost staying behind closed doors. The nun who came to the palace to report on Concubine Cui's condition was about to leave. Later, he heard that the wife of the royal censor Zhongcheng Wang Zhisui had come to the palace to enjoy the flowers as a guest at his invitation.
When Zi Gen came in to deliver the message, his servants had already temporarily led Mrs. Wang to Zi Lan Pavilion, waiting for her summons.
Fu Minghua has not posted messages to Mrs. Wang recently, but since Mrs. Wang is here, it must be because something important happened in the court, and she came to see her under the guidance of Wang Zhisui to send a message.
"Please come in, Mrs. Wang." Fu Minghua waved and carefully took the thin quilt on the couch and covered his legs and feet.
Since the heavy rain a few days ago, it has never been hotter this day. Autumn came early this year, and the lotus flowers in the house faded quickly.
She was helped up to the attic by Nanny Xue and others. Mrs. Wang was already standing there waiting for her under the leadership of the servants.
"The princess."
As soon as Mrs. Wang saw Fu Minghua, she hurriedly saluted.
Wang Zhi is already in his forties, and his appearance is not good, but his wife can tell that when he was young, he must have been an out-and-out beauty. Even though he is old, his skin is fair, his body is plump and tall, and he wears beautiful clothes. Wearing a pomegranate-colored dress and yellow silk, she was smiling.
Her father was Xu Wei, who served as the prefect of Luzhou during the Taizu period. He was quite famous in the early days.
Fu Minghua smiled, stretched out his hand to help Mrs. Wang, and the child in her belly kicked her belly.
She reached out and patted her belly, and Mrs. Wang looked at her belly with concern:
"Looking at the scene, I'm afraid I'm going to give birth in a few days."
Fu Minghua nodded, watched the servant serve tea, and asked straight to the point:
"Mrs. Wang is here, but Mr. Wang has something to say to me?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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