The entourage around him was scattered like birds and beasts, and the mobilized sergeants fell to each other again, and Wang Jing was powerless to resist, so he had to come to Gusu Station. If the prince is also a traverser, he will inevitably sigh with emotion, and the power comes out of the barrel of the gun!

Here in Gusuyi, a qiē is very familiar, no different from two or three months ago, and even the courtyard where I stayed is still where I lived two or three months ago. The only difference is that only his godson Wang Chen is accompanied, and the rest of the servants who come to serve are not their own people.

Looking at the familiar lobby and the calligraphy and paintings hung up for decoration, Wang Gonggong was sad and wanted to shed tears, why is it so smooth for others to go on business trips, but it is so difficult for himself?

Like Qian Neng, the eunuch who went to Yunnan, and Wei Xuan, the eunuch who went to Guangdong, they are all characters who scrape the ground and complain about people's anger, and their means are not much better than themselves, and there are many lawsuits for human lives.

But under the protection of the Son of Heaven, they all retreated safely and securely, and the glory of the ascended and the rich and the rich. And he should have followed in their footsteps, harvested the emperor's heart with gold and silver treasures, and became a new generation of celebrities in the inner prison!

But why is what happened to me so indignant and aggrieved! Why is it just yourself, meeting a person who doesn't follow the rules at all! is still the same sentence, how can there be a minister in the world who does things like Fang Yingwu, it is completely harmful to others and not beneficial to himself!

Wang Jing and Wang Gonggong know the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them, and they also know that when it's not time to compete, he is also less energetic.

Now he still has the last glimmer of hope in his heart, that is, this gold and silver treasure worth 300,000 taels of silver, he doesn't believe that Fang Yingwu really dares to dispose of this batch of gold and silver treasures that have been branded as the Son of Heaven.

Or it can also be said. Fang Yingwu has no ability to dispose of it at all, and it is impossible to dispose of it well. He could not have risked his own disgrace to the Son of Heaven. It is impossible to snatch food from the mouth of the Son of Heaven.

Sleepless night, early in the morning. Wang Jing sat under the porch and pondered the way out. At this moment, he saw from a distance the handyman coming in with a middle-aged man in a dark blue robe, as if he was a little familiar.

Bringing the guests to Wang Jing, the handyman withdrew. Wang Jing looked at the guest suspiciously and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

The guest replied politely: "In Xia Luzhong, he is the same internal supervisor as the prince, but he has always worked in Dongchang. ”

Wang Jing was surprised and asked, "Are you from Dongchang?" How did it come to this place? ”

At this time, the scope of activities of the factory and health organizations was mainly around Beijing, and it was far from the point where it controlled the world as imagined by later generations. When the factory guards go to other places to do business, they have to send another special errand.

In general. There are no permanent factory guards in this place in Jiangnan, so Wang Jing was surprised by the sudden appearance of a eunuch from the East Factory.

Lu Zhong smiled and answered a simple question: "I was ordered by the factory governor Wang Gong to monitor Fang Qincha, so I went south with Fang Qincha as an entourage - this was reported to the Son of Heaven, and Fang Qincha himself was fine." ”

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come, Wang Jinggang thought of this, and heard Lu Zhong say: "Fang Qin has an order, and all the goods and goods detained yesterday will be handed over to the East Factory." Then I will ask the prince to verify the number. ”

What the? Wang Jing's eyes were cracking, staring at Lu Zhong with his eyes, his hand in his sleeve kept trembling, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

This batch of goods was hot in Fang Yingwu's hands. But in the hands of the East Factory, it is not hot at all!

Dongchang grandly presented the goods to the Son of Heaven, and Fang Yingwu could also openly say that he couldn't resist Dongchang and secretly sold favors to Dongchang. Only he is king-respected. It's a hard work to make wedding clothes for others!

The Son of Heaven would not be interested in understanding why he Wang Jing could not do it, and the Son of Heaven would only know that it was Dongchang who brought back the gold and silver treasures in the end.

What did Lu Zhong say next. Wang Jing couldn't remember exactly when Lu Zhong left. Wang Jing couldn't remember clearly.

At this time, the eunuch Wang Jing had fallen into deep despair, he only knew that he had endured it again and again, and now he couldn't bear it, but he didn't pay attention to the rules!

When Lu Zhong was talking to Wang Jing, Fang Yingwu was splashing ink, brushing dragons and snakes, and sprinkling foreign. The text is written in one go without adding points, and a thousand words are written.

First of all, he confessed his great achievements, and by the way, he reported the good news to the court and the Son of Heaven, with the theme of "I have received an extra million this year".

The second is to strongly impeach the eunuch Wang Jing for his deeds of harming the locality, and ask Wang Jing to be disposed of. (Normally this is not possible)

After writing the note and checking that there were no omissions, Fang Yingwu sealed the note and asked Wang Ying to send it to the express shop and send it to the capital.

Staying in Suzhou at the end of the year naturally has the advantage of staying in Suzhou. During the Spring Festival last year, the Jingshi earthquake, I took advantage of the catastrophe to fight against the second assistant, and the limelight was not small;

And this year's Spring Festival should be more strict and the sky changes, the court can't be stable, it's better to stay away. If the sky changes for two consecutive years, it will be too high-profile.

Fang Yingwu was very afraid of a possibility, as long as he was in the capital, he couldn't help but habitually brush up his reputation, and this habit that had infiltrated his bones couldn't be stopped at all.

Therefore, it is better to stay in Suzhou Mansion and wait for the limelight to pass, as for the trivial matter of impeaching Wang Jing, it doesn't matter, when the sky changes, there are more big people who have been impeached.

Just as Fang Yingwu began to think about what he should do after returning to Beijing in the coming year, he saw Fang Yingshi, who was the doorman, leading a handyman in.

He looked at the handyman again, his face was pale, his expression was flustered, he could barely walk, and even tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground when he entered.

But the miscellaneous servant didn't get up at all, he climbed a few steps along the way, and directly lay at the feet of Fang Daqincha, howling: "Master Qincha, it's not a good thing!" ”

Fang Yingshi, who was waiting next to him, couldn't get used to this virtue, kicked the miscellaneous servant, and asked, "If you have something to say, what can be a big deal, is it possible that the sky has fallen?" ”

The handyman held back the pain and continued to howl: "The villain is on an errand in Gusu Yi, and he is arranged to take care of the eunuch Wang Gonggong. I went to deliver meals to the princess, but found that the princess was hanging on the beam with his belt and had committed suicide by hanging from the beam! ”

Fang Yingwu was shocked, Huo Ran jumped up from the chair and shouted in disbelief: "What did you say? Wang Jing committed suicide? ”

The handyman threw himself on the ground and said, "It's true, it's out of breath!" The villain didn't dare to alarm others, so he went straight to the master of Qincha to tell him! ”

Fang Yingwu was stunned by this news, and he was a little dizzy and unsteady on his feet, deeply suspecting that he was in a dream.

Why did this Wang Jing commit suicide? A eunuch who only knows how to scavenge and peel skins has the courage to fight with death?

This is simply unruly, there are only examples of eunuchs forcing ministers to death in the Ming Dynasty, how can there be any ministers forcing eunuchs to death! (To be continued......)

PS: Someone has exploded photos again...... I just straightened out my thoughts and started to speed up.