When he walked into the study, Mr. Yu's face sank.

He whispered to his son: "What's the matter? Even the seven emotions can't even sink into it?"

Yu Jingxiu disagreed and smiled at his father, with a little mystery emerging in his expression: "Dad, you will be happy if you know..."

Master Yu raised his eyebrows.

Yu Jingxiu said: "The letter from the Queen of Xiping came over and said that Zhao Ling had sold private salt in the past..." Before he finished speaking, he was already full of surprises.

"Oh?" Master Yu couldn't help but look excited.

Trafficking private salt is a serious crime, let alone the military officers guarding the border selling private salt...

"Tell me carefully, what's going on?"

"Isn't the Marquis of Xiping in Liangzhou in the world?" Yu Jingxiu smiled, "The caravans that do business with Dashi have to pass by there. Some outlaws looked profitable and often robbed those caravans when they pulled poles and stood on the hills. Marquis of Xiping drew some martial arts teams from his own garrison. They were usually responsible for protecting the safety of the caravans. Occasionally, they would meet the owners who could afford the price and help them as bodyguards. Over the past year, they also earned a considerable income.

"After He Fu arrived in Zhangye, he became jealous. He gathered all the caravans passing by Jiayuguan together, set a rule of twenty draws, and the General Office sent troops to protect the safety of these caravans.

"After all, He Fu is the chief official and has taken the title of righteousness. In this way, the horse team of Xiping Hou will be profitable.

"There happened to be a guy named Feng. His ancestors sold private salt. However, he has been doing well over the years, and by his generation, it has gradually bleached.

"Because this surname Feng and Xiping Hou have the same surname, somehow they climbed up to Xiping Hou and recognized their relatives.

"The Hou family in Xiping is very good and has a great career. If life is difficult, I will inevitably think of other ways. The idea is to hit this man named Feng.

"The Feng surname is not vague. He said that as long as the Marquis of Xiping sends a capable person to help the town, the principal and the head are all his. He patted his chest and promised to pay 200,000 taels of silver to the Marquis of Xiping a year." He said, sneering, "Otherwise, where will the Marquis of Xiping have money to go to Kyoto to handle some money?"

Master Yu nodded, slightly surprised, and pondered: "No wonder someone tried the method with his own hands. It turned out that the benefits of selling private salt were so great..."

Yu Jingxiu smiled and said, "Dad, don't worry. Zhao Ling doesn't have that much money - he only sold private salt for three years, and at the beginning, he didn't have much capital, all relying on his ruthlessness and his hands were wide. In the third year, he opened up the situation and suddenly stopped doing it. Feng Laosan was puzzled, but later he found out that he voluntarily joined the military camp..."

Master Yu Ge said "Yeah" lightly.

Yu Jingxiu could feel that Master Yu felt relieved.

He continued to smile and said, "Since I introduced the eldest son of the Master Shen to the second son of the Marquis of Xiping, He Fu did not let go, but he was much more polite to the Marquis of Xiping. This time I asked the Marquis of Xiping for Zhao Ling's affairs. He was very enthusiastic. He also asked me if I wanted to help, saying that the Feng family and Zhao Ling were rivals, Feng Laosan's brother Feng Laosan died at Zhao Ling's hands. Later, Zhao Ling joined the army and became bigger and bigger. The people of the Feng family were always worried. He could come forward to encourage the people of the Feng family to testify..." Speaking of this, he looked upright and said, "Dad, I heard that the people who sell private salt are ruthless people. They can draw their swords to face each other for a few taels of silver. Since the Feng family and Zhao Ling are rivals, it must be not an ordinary grudge. Maybe the reason why the Feng family wanted to get close to the Marquis of Xiping was to prevent Zhao Ling from succeeding and taking revenge on the Feng family..."

"Your words make sense." Master Yu nodded, "Send a capable person to meet this Feng Laosan - hearing is false, seeing is true. If you really want to use him, just rely on the second son of the Marquis of Xiping..." He paused, "I'm afraid the strength is not enough!"

"I think so too." Yu Jingxiu said, showing a hesitant expression. "However, Zhao Lingsheng is still in a strong position. It's just a merchandise. It's the past. I'm afraid it's not enough to bring him down. At most, it's just a few words of injury. After a few days, the emperor's anger will pass, and he may be resuming... Instead, he will startle the snake... It's better to do the work from Feng Laosan..."

The son had such insights, Master Yu's eyes lit up: "Tell me, how can I put in the effort?"

Yu Jingxiu whispered: "Isn't Zhao Ling in Xuanfu now? Listen to the tone of the second son of the Marquis of Xiping, Zhao Ling doesn't have much money in his hands, but you know the salary of the officials... If you are used to eating fish and meat, then let him eat vegetables, who can bear it? Why not ask someone to come forward to guarantee Feng Laosan and let him and Zhao Ling turn into jade and silk. First, let Feng Laosan know our methods and be afraid in his heart, and second, you can take this opportunity to pull Zhao Ling into the water... If it is done, find a way to impeach Zhao Ling for the crime of "violating military merits". The two cases were both reported. He was rescued by the emperor. In the emperor's heart, he is the emperor's person. If such a thing happens, if it is not for this crime, the emperor will definitely punish him for his crime..."

A smile slowly appeared on Mr. Yu's slightly stern face: "During the Dragon Boat Festival, the Queen of Xiping will definitely send someone to send New Year's Day gifts. You can entertain the second son of the Queen of Xiping at that time!"

In other words, my father agreed with his idea.

This was an affirmation of his ability, which made Yu Jingxiu's eyebrows unable to help but show joy.

He bowed and bowed to his father: "Dad, don't worry, I will not let others suspect me."

Master Yu did not say anything, but patted his son's shoulder with relief and turned around and left the inner room.

Yu Jingxiu returned to the house with a smile.

Fan was leaning lazily on the big-faced pillow and watching Mo Zhuan and two little maids do needlework for her unborn child.

Seeing her husband coming back, she hurriedly sat up and said, "Here I'm back!"

"Don't get up!" Yu Jingxiu sat next to her with a smile, shaking her hand, "How are you today? Are you okay?"

Fan nodded with a smile.

Mo Zhuan said, "It's not that Aunt Wu. Seeing that the young lady was pregnant, she was afraid that the young lady would hold her hard, so she repeatedly asked the mother in the sewing room how to do her summer clothes. The mother was confused and thought that the young lady had another order to find the young lady. The young lady turned out to be watching the night pearl you gave to the young lady. As a result, the young lady ran to Aunt Wu's place again and sent the maids, daughters-in-law, and mother-in-law all over the yard..."

"Okay!" Fan only spoke and drank Mo Zhuan, "Why do you say so much? It was my business to manage the inner courtyard. The young master was busy outside. After finally returning home, you said that you would bother him by these small things... Do you want to be a new place?" At the end of the conversation, he was already ruthless.

Mo Zhuan hurriedly knelt down, but glanced at Yu Jingxiu: "Grandma, I will never dare to talk too much again..."

When Yu Jingxiu saw Fan's personal maid asking for help, he felt that it was because Fan took care of him, so he couldn't help but feel happy and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, this little thing... I said to my father for a long time, and my throat was about to smoke..." The last sentence was said to Fan.

Fan said "Oh" and hurriedly ordered Mo Zhuan: "Why don't you go and pour tea!"

Mo Zhuan laughed and responded.

Yu Jingxiu said, "Mr. Wu is here to ask you for clothes? I see that she doesn't say a word on weekdays... Could it be the maid next to her, the old lady instigated..."

Fan was stunned, then felt sad and said with tears in his heart: "Do I still wronged her..." Before he finished speaking, tears had fallen.

"No, no." Yu Jingxiu hurriedly took out a veil to wipe her tears, "That's what I asked! Don't get me wrong!"

Fan let him wipe his tears and said chokingly: "I also know that Aunt Wu is an honest person, otherwise my mother wouldn't have chosen her and put it in our room, but this person will always change..."

Yu Jingxiu frowned slightly and said unhappily: "Forget it, stop talking about this..."

Wu is also a beauty. Because he was sent by Mrs. Yu, Yu Jingxiu didn't like it very much... Fan knew that her purpose had been achieved. Seeing that Yu Jingxiu was unhappy, he immediately changed the subject: "What did you say to your father? He actually said he was dry?"

"It's about Zhao Ling..." Yu Jingxiu naturally would not be wary of Fan. He was proud of his idea being accepted by his father, so he blurted out his words, and felt that it was a bit inappropriate. He immediately stopped the topic and smiled, "It's all messy things outside, and you don't know if you say it!"

Fan was bored and laughed at him and said, "Young Master tells me, I'll know!" He said, "Who is this Zhao Ling?"

"A martial artist." Yu Jingxiu curled his lips, with a little disdain in his expression. He looked up and saw Mo Zhuan bringing in tea. He brought the teacup and said, "Didn't my mother-in-law have sent a letter yet?"

When Fan was pregnant, Mrs. Yu wrote a letter and sent someone to Mrs. Fan.

"Counting the days, there should be a reply in the past two days..." Fan responded, and suddenly remembered that a few days ago, she seemed to have heard someone mentioning that there was a war in the Xuanfu. She couldn't help but say, "Is that Zhao Ling the general of the Xuanfu?"

"Just rely on him, he can be the general of Xuanfu?" Yu Jingxiu sneered, "It's just a guy who wipes Mo Yi's butt!"

Fan was even more curious after hearing this: "Who is Mo Yi? Why did he say that Zhao Ling wiped his butt?"

"Don't worry about these things." Yu Jingxiu didn't want to say this, and smiled and picked a piece of winter melon candied fruit with a toothpick and handed it to Fan's mouth. "Your responsibility now is to take good care of the fetus. Don't think about other things too much!"

Fan smiled and ate candied fruit, but his curiosity remained undiminished.

The next day, I missed Mo Zhuan to inquire.

When Mo Zhuan came back, his face turned a little pale.

"Young grandma," she said in Fan's ear, "that named Zhao Ling, is the deputy general of Xuanfu. Because of his merit of following the dragon, he is only twenty-four or five years old this year, and is already a third-rank general." She said, and said in a tone, "I heard that his wife... was surnamed Fu."

"Submitted to Fu?" Fan said in shock: "Do you hear it clearly? Who said it?"

"Are people outside talking about this?" Mo Zhuan said, "I said that Zhao Ling made great contributions this time, and then Fu probably wants to be granted an imperial edict!"

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ps: "The Little Maid of the Ming Dynasty" book number 2432893

Author: Mu Fei

The ridiculous relationship between two two-faced men and women is a spy legend of the "Smiths" in the Ming Dynasty.

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