allonlinenovel Chapter 392 Alms
Chapter 392 Alms
After hearing this, Yun Ting seemed to come back to his senses. He sat opposite him and asked, "Is it because of Queen Ning's matter?"
He has been traveling around recently and has received a lot of news. He said, "I heard that Ning Zhuo, who was beaten to death by Emperor Zhou and thrown into a mass grave, did not die, but was rescued and brought back to Daliang. Now there is news that she is not dead in Daliang!"
Bai Yanli was speechless as he looked at his pair of eyes that were shining with gossip.
It seems that he has indeed received a lot of information from different channels in the past two years. He even knew that the news from the palace that Queen Ning died of illness, but he didn't expect that she was beaten to death.
"There's even news that she faked her death in order to elope with her ex. The emperor was extremely angry, so even though he was so afraid of Shanrong, he still went to the northwest in person to catch her in adultery. Let me tell you--" Yun was so excited by the gossip that he didn't notice that Bai Yanli was looking at him with a raised eyebrow.
Only then did he suddenly remember that what he was talking about was not gossip, but Bai Yanli's...family affairs.
"You've finished speaking?" Bai Yanli gave him a cold look, "So you can answer the question I asked you just now?"
problem?
Did he just ask him a question?
Fortunately, Yun Ting thought quickly and gave his answer before Bai Yanli fired him.
He said, "Go, master, you must go!" As he spoke, he also became serious.
Bai Yanli waited to hear his reasons.
But Yun Ting came forward and said to Bai Yanli, "Master, I came to see you today because I have something to report to you."
Seeing that no one was around, he asked, "Do you know who the mastermind behind helping Shanrong sneak into the capital three years ago is that the emperor has been looking for?"
Bai Yanli looked at him and seemed to have thought of something.
Yun Ting then said four words with absolute certainty: "It is the Yongning Marquis' Mansion!"
It really is the Yongning Marquis Mansion?
In this way, to put it bluntly, the prince was harmed by his own people.
"How did you know?" Bai Yanli asked.
Yun Ting replied, "When I was traveling in the past few years, I once came close to the northwest. I got a piece of news there. It was very strange that all the money of the Yongning Marquis' Mansion was confiscated, but they always had money to bribe the supervisors, so their life in the northwest was not too bad."
Bai Yanli's eyes darkened.
Yun Ting continued, "Master, the Yongning Marquisate has been in contact with Shanrong. If you don't go to the northwest this time, Zhou Ziyue might turn things around."
*
Northwest, desert.
In the Shanrong base camp, soldiers were coming and going, and the old marquis was dragging his body forward.
There was no way to use a wheelchair in the desert, and he couldn't walk, so he could only lay a wooden board on the ground, tie a rope to it to stretch himself, and use a stick to repeatedly insert it into the sand to pull himself forward.
He is going to look for Shanrong's general Chu An today.
So he moved slowly towards his tent.
The Shanrong people around saw this lame beggar asking for money again and couldn't help teasing him. They stepped on the board under him so that he couldn't move forward, and some even snatched his stick, leaving him without a foothold.
Zhou Wucai's face turned red from being bullied, but he was powerless to do anything.
Chu An, who was standing aside, watched all this with a sneer.
He particularly liked to see the Zhou people being trampled under his feet, even though Zhou Wucai had worked with him before.
Seeing that the fun was almost over, Chu An returned to the tent and told someone to let him in.
So the old marquis moved in little by little.
Looking up, Zhou Wu saw Chu An sitting on the main seat, then he lowered his head and said, "General Chu, I meet you, General Chu."
Chu An looked at his red face and teased, "My Lord, you are living a good life. The sandstorms have been raging recently. I heard that the faces of the prisoners working in the Zhou Dynasty were blown to ashes. It's rare that you can still look so healthy."
The old marquis knew that he was teasing him.
The look on his face didn't mean he was having a good life; it meant he was being bullied by those Shanrong people outside the tent.
But now that Chu An said this, he also knew what it meant.
So the old marquis bowed his head and said: "It's all thanks to General Chu. If it weren't for the money the general gave me to bribe the supervisor, I would have died in the desert long ago."
This is true.
All prisoners had to work, but he was incapable of doing so with his body. If he hadn't had the money given by Shanrong, the supervisor would have turned a blind eye while he was working. When the wind and sand were particularly strong two days ago, he would have pretended to be sick and stayed in the tent without going out. He would not have been able to hold on for these three years.
So, don’t say that he had nothing to say when being bullied by Shanrong.
His life can now be said to belong to Shanrong.
Upon hearing the old marquis attribute all the credit to Shanrong, Chu An gave the servant a look, and the man handed a bunch of silver coins to Zhou Wucai.
"Thank you, General Chu, thank you, General Chu!" Zhou Wucai hurriedly stretched out his hands to take it. This silver was not only money to him now, but also his lifeblood.
Without this money, he would be finished.
However, even this small amount of silver could not reach his hands smoothly.
Halfway through handing the money over, Chu An asked someone to take the silver back.
Zhou Wucai looked up in confusion.
Seeing Zhou Wucai raising his hands in pleading expectation, Chu An sneered, "Zhou Wucai, you have been taking this money for free for three years. How come you still have the nerve to accept it now?"
Zhou Wucai trembled all over and looked up at him.
“General Chu, you can’t say that.” He said boldly, “When you sneaked into the Zhou Dynasty, I covered for you, otherwise you wouldn’t have been able to enter the capital in the end. You——”
"Then it didn't work?" Chu An interrupted him with a sneer, "How come with just this little achievement, the old marquis is going to eat me up for the rest of my life?"
"I..." Zhou Wu was suddenly speechless.
He knows very well that interests are exchanged.
He is now in prison, and is indeed of no use to him. This day will come sooner or later.
The bag of silver was finally thrown on the ground.
Chu An said coldly: "Zhou Wucai, don't blame me for being cruel. You are a Zhou Dynasty person, and I have been under a lot of pressure to support you for so long. You can't eat up all my money, right?"
"That silver is the last reward for you." Chu An said word by word, "Take this silver and get out."
Zhou Wucai looked at the silver on the ground, heard the laughter of the Shanrong people in the tent, and remembered the humiliation he had just suffered outside.
He took a deep breath.
Still picking up the silver on the ground with both hands, he bowed his head and saluted Chu An, then moved the silver back little by little.
He left amid the ridicule and mockery of the Shanrong people.
The old marquis walked away in a very embarrassed manner, he didn't even dare to look back, but Zhou Ziyue, who was sitting on the sand not far away, saw it all.
He saw Zhou Wucai come out and put all the silver in his arms.
I suddenly understood.
Over the past three years, his father had been using silver to bribe the supervisors, providing a lot of conveniences for their family, especially Zhou Wucai himself, who didn't even have to go to work when the weather was bad.
He had asked him before where the silver came from.
But Zhou Wucai said that he had prepared it before he was exiled.
And Zhou Ziyue clearly remembered that all the silver they had raised had been confiscated by the emperor.
Now he knows.
It turned out that the silver came from Shanrong.
His father must have had connections with the Shanrong tribe for a long time, so they provided silver at this time.
At this time, Zhou Ziyue no longer thought about how they were connected.
He was thinking about how to use the current situation to his advantage.
How to get him out of his current predicament.
Go back to the capital.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziyue's eyes became more determined.
Yes, he was going back to the capital.
Because only by going back can he see Tang Wanru again!