"Your Majesty, the news from the sentry in front is that Qin Weihu's troops are hiding north of the Wei River, ready to launch a sneak attack on the soldiers crossing the river at any time." Murong Nie quickly opened the door curtain.
The army finally managed to survive the heavy rain and clear the road, but the Wei River began to flood again.
Qin Weihu took the opportunity to cut off the bridge and block the march.
Li Junche and his troops were blocked south of the Wei River and could not cross, so he had to mobilize surrounding ships to prepare to cross the river.
"Our marching route has been leaked, and there are spies in the army." What Li Junche was worried about at the beginning finally emerged.
"There is news from the capital that Li Zhilin attacked Jinhe within a few days after we left." Butler Li's letter had just arrived. Li Junche had already read it and was very worried about Wen Jinhe's safety.
No matter how smart Wen Jinhe is, she has no chance of winning against Li Zhilin.
If someone came to force her, Li Junche would not be afraid. The secret guards left for Wen Jinhe would be enough to keep her safe.
Murong Nie took the letter on the table and stared wide-eyed, "Princess Lin died, and the blame was placed on the princess!"
This is a crime of murder. This letter was written seven or eight days ago. The princess must have been beheaded by now.
Li Junche wrote back, "Jinhe has a gold medal for immunity from death given by his father, so nothing will happen for the time being. But the secret guards in the city must cause some trouble for Li Zhilin, otherwise there will be another time."
"Are the boats across the river ready?"
Murong Nie said with a headache: "We are ready, but they are too small. Qin Weihu has already taken precautions. His subordinates are worried that if they forcefully cross the river, they will suffer heavy casualties."
Li Junche put down his pen and had already written a letter, "Catch the spies in the army and keep them alive. I will make Li Zhilin bleed this time."
Murong Nie nodded. The third prince stepped on two of his prince's bottom lines this time.
"Your Majesty, a letter from the palace." The secret guard appeared quietly in the camp.
"Why are there two letters in a row?"
The secret guard lowered his head and replied, "This letter is written by the princess herself."
Li Junche raised his head and quickly took it and opened it.
Looking at the familiar words on the paper, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After reading it, he burned the letter he just wrote and wrote a new one and gave it to the secret guard.
Murong Nie looked at his prince's behavior and it seemed that the situation was better than they thought.
Since the princess can write the letter in person, it means that everything is fine.
Although the merchants' case against the imperial merchants and the Ministry of Internal Affairs was resolved, the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not intervene.
But the matter eventually reached the palace, and even Emperor Li Jingxing knew about it.
The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was the first to be called to the imperial study.
"I can't wait to know what the Ministry of Internal Affairs selects this time."
According to the practice in previous years, the replacement time of supplies in the palace should be after the new year, after all, the items purchased previously can be used until the end of the year.
You can't suddenly change it and increase the palace's expenses just because something better comes along.
"Back to the emperor, after the emperor's merchants have been selected, I have already placed the order, and the items will be delivered to the palace before the year." The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs bowed and replied respectfully.
Li Jingxing put the list aside, feeling that the manager was stubborn, "Isn't this a sample they sent for the election? You can show it to me first."
The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs said in a panic: "Your Majesty, those are just samples for the election campaign. According to regulations, they are not suitable for use by the Emperor and the empress of the harem."
During the selection process, those items passed through the hands of many people, and they were not stamped with the royal seal, which was against the rules.
Li Jingxing raised his eyes and scolded: "Just take it if I tell you to take it. The ancestral rules are the ancestral rules, and you don't know how to adapt to them?"
The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs fell to the ground, "It's the slave who is stupid and confused. I'll let someone wipe it clean right now."
Li Jingxing felt very strange when he saw the things, "How much is the price difference between these things and the ones I used before?"
The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs immediately complimented: "It's only half the price. The royal merchants have said that the things sent to the palace only cost a cost price without losing money. The ones sold in shops outside are much more expensive. A mirror like this is as big as a palm. It’s fifty taels of silver.”
Hearing the huge gap, Li Jingxing was very satisfied, "Yes, your Ministry of Internal Affairs did a good job in selecting merchants this time. Since they are so loyal to me, I personally wrote an inscription to express my commendation."
The eyes of the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs rose up, and he said with joy: "If the imperial merchants know about it, they will definitely thank the emperor for his kindness."
The merchants participating in the selection blocked the shopkeepers of eight shops.
They want to cooperate with Wen Jinhe.
Wholesale stuff and sell it elsewhere.
As long as you can get the goods, you will definitely make money.
So eight shops signed a large number of orders and received a 50%25 deposit first.
Just when Prince Lin's Mansion was about to be rebuilt, news came out that Li Zhilin was going to marry Mei Tingwan, the youngest daughter of Zhongshu Ling's family, and become his concubine.
Li Zhilin personally brought the betrothal gift, and Dayan and the matchmaker came to propose marriage.
The city went crazy instantly.
Princess Lin died less than a month ago, and Prince Lin is about to marry a new wife, who is Princess Lin's biological sister.
Prince Lin's palace announced that he was the eldest son of a concubine and needed the care of his mistress.
Although Li Zhilin's only son was not born from Princess Lin's belly, he was raised in Princess Lin's yard after he was born, and he had a deep affection for him.
That's why I asked to marry my sister-in-law to take care of the children, all for the sake of the heirs.
As a modern person, Wen Jinhe's sketches have refreshed his three views.
Marrying a sister-in-law to take care of the mistress's children is nonsense.
In modern times, if a devil was willing, he would have been sprayed to death long ago.
But in ancient times, this gust of wind blew for a few days and then passed.
Nacai, ask for name, Naji, ask for date.
The marriage is progressing rapidly.
The wedding date is set on the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, and the wedding will be completed before the Chinese New Year.
He couldn't wait to marry Mei Tingwan.
The royal family was very supportive of the marriage, at least Li Jingxing had no objection at all.
Wen Jinhe immediately thought that this might have been their plan.
As soon as Princess Lin died, the connection between Li Zhilin and Zhong Shuling was severed. They got married again and became people in the same boat again.
Princess Lin is not liked by Li Zhilin, she is stupid, and her reputation is not good, so she will die if she dies.
Mei Tingwan was different. She was in her 28th year and had a good reputation. Li Zhilin had only advantages and no disadvantages in marrying her.
This abacus was so clever that Mr. He was actually willing to do it.
It's not enough to kill one daughter, and another one has to be added to the family. Jian Shou is not worthy of being a mother.
It's a pity that Mei Tingwan has become a tool for political marriage. If she knew that her sister died at the hands of Li Zhilin, she doesn't know whether she would still be willing to marry him.
It was already the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month when Wen Jinhe received Li Junche's letter.
He took off the first piece of letter paper and handed the rest to Zhao Bi, "Go and make arrangements."
After Zhao Bi read the letter, he turned around and left the backyard with He Shi.
Li Junche ordered the secret guards to attack Li Zhilin.
In Prince Heng's Mansion, one of the two concubines that the Queen gave to Li Yuheng was diagnosed with pregnancy, which made Princess Heng very angry.
As a royal concubine, she had to deliver large quantities of supplements to her concubine's room, and her mood was so bad that she lost a lot of hair.
Who would have thought that another bomb would explode above her head.
Li Yuheng came to the backyard after the morning court, "The king plans to marry the niece of the Minister of War and the legitimate daughter of General Ning Yuan as his concubine. You will be the first to pick her up tomorrow."
Princess Heng was punched hard in the chest, and she forced out a wry smile and agreed, "Yes, I will do it tomorrow."
Li Yuheng stood up and warned, "I don't want what happened last time to happen again."
Princess Heng nodded and waited for others to leave, tears instantly falling from her eyes.
"He's not satisfied with all the women in the backyard."
The personal maid who grew up with him comforted her softly, "Princess, the purpose of the prince's concubine is to win over the courtiers. No matter how many women there are, you will always be the only Princess Heng. After the prince ascends the throne, you will be the queen. We have to take a longer view. ”
Princess Heng lay on the table crying, "But my heart aches. I share my husband with so many women and have to call each other sisters on the surface. I hate it so much. I feel like my heart has been torn into pieces."
No matter how many women Li Yuheng and Li Zhilin married, the backyard of Prince Che's Mansion remained as peaceful as ever.
Today is the day to report the accounts at the end of the month.
Butler Li's face finally looked better.
Under Wen Jinhe's rectification, the profits of those shops doubled several times, and the palace's accounts were finally full.
It's just that every time he listened to Wen Jinhe's shopkeepers report their profits, his heart cramped.
How can you make money like this?
As the business grew bigger and bigger, Wen Jinhe promoted many capable servants.
Someone would check the shops in other cities regularly, so Wen Jinhe let them go completely.
Otherwise, she would have to deal with every household's accounts, and she would have fallen down from exhaustion.
"All the grain planted in the next crop will be built and stored in granaries, and there is no need to sell it to the outside world."
It might come in handy when the war between the two countries breaks out.
Now there is no need to sell grain to make a profit.
