On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Finding the mineral vein was the best news Yan Ruyu had heard in the past few days.

She breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile.

"That's great, how's it going? Are you all okay?"

"It's okay. I'm fine. They and I work together perfectly. They both admire me very much," the abbot said happily. "I wonder if I can find the nugget gold. Haha, I'm really looking forward to it."

The so-called nugget gold is gold nuggets that are naturally formed in gold mines and do not require smelting.

However, that kind is rare.

"Then look carefully," Yan Ruyu said with a smile, "the first piece you find will be yours."

"Really?" The abbot laughed. "Then I'll have to keep my eyes open to look for it."

"Be careful. The guards in the manor are fine. This is the first time we've ever been to a mine. We need to be more careful. Don't put your money before your life."

Yan Ruyu smiled and gave instructions, and the abbot readily agreed and then hung up.

She exited the space, thinking about waiting for Huo Changhe to come back and telling him the good news.

……

Mr. Mo had just applied the medicine when the little boy stepped aside, holding his breath. Every time Mr. Mo applied the medicine, he was in a bad mood. If he was hurt a little, he might die.

Fortunately, his injury has improved and he is in a good mood.

"Go down!"

The child turned around, exhaled lightly, and was about to walk out the door when a black shadow flew over.

It is a messenger bird.

The little boy quickly put down the medicine box, took the mailbox off the bird's leg, walked over lightly, and handed it to Mr. Mo with both hands.

Mr. Mo unfolded the letter, and his face, which had been gentle just now, was now as cold as ice.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the line of words above: The head of the Yuan family has passed away and the manor has been sold.

The child was so scared that he took two steps back and accidentally kicked a stool beside him, making a noise.

Mr. Mo turned his head and looked at him, his eyes as ferocious as a beast.

The next moment, he pulled out the dagger from the shelf and stabbed the child, piercing through him with each slash. Blood gushed out and soaked the floor.

The strong smell of blood rushed straight to his head, making Mr. Mo barely calm down.

"Somebody come!"

He shouted angrily, and the man in black outside stood with his head down.

"Go check who has taken over the Yuan family's farm!"

"There's no need for the remaining people in the Yuan family to live any longer."

"Yes."

After Mr. Mo finished giving the order, he was still not satisfied and smashed the teacup: "Damn it, the fat piece of meat that was about to be in his mouth flew away. I told him to send a surveyor earlier, but he refused. He deserves that he has not achieved his goal for so many years!"

"madness!"

Mr. Mo was so angry that his head hurt a little. He cursed the Palace Master thousands of times in his heart and secretly blamed himself for being careless. He thought that the Yuan family was a small character and did not need to be monitored too much. After all, they were in Youcheng, under the nose of Huo Changhe. If he was not careful, he might reveal a flaw and arouse Huo Changhe's vigilance.

He thought of waiting until he settled down before taking slow action. Anyway, it was cold now and it was not a good idea to do anything big in the manor.

But who knew... something that I thought was a sure thing actually went wrong.

He secretly made up his mind to have his own surveyor.

But the most urgent task now is to find out who owns the manor, preferably not Huo Changhe and his wife.

After much thought, he picked up his pen and wrote a secret letter to go to the capital. He had revealed more and more things in front of Huo Changhe. Now that he was in Shencheng, everything had to be accelerated, and the capital should also take action.

……

At the first quarter of the morning, the imperial guards changed shifts.

On the way home after leaving the palace, the group would go to a breakfast snack bar.

The shop is not big, but it is already an old shop. The owners are a couple who have been together from young to old. The fresh meat buns they make are a unique one in Beijing.

In the middle of winter, eating a few steaming meat buns and drinking a bowl of spicy and sour egg drop soup is so comfortable and can drive away the chill of the night.

Several people gathered together, eating and chatting.

"Have you heard? Meng Mengliang is coming back."

"Of course. I heard about it a few days ago. He'll get a promotion this time he comes back, right?"

"Of course. This trip to Youcheng was extremely dangerous. Even Lord Ma died there. It was a rare opportunity for him to come back."

"He is still the young master of the Duke's Mansion. With his father around, he will definitely be promoted."

Those who can serve in the Imperial Guards must have a high family background, but they are also divided into different classes.

Someone like Meng Mengliang is top-notch, with a good family background and a father who has made military achievements. If he can make some great contributions himself, there will be no problem for him to rise to the top.

"It's a pity that Brother Ma can't come back. Before he left, he said he would treat us to a drink when he came back."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and someone whispered, "I heard that our imperial guards may be undergoing a major reshuffle this time, I don't know if it's true or not."

"I heard about it, too. It should be true. It was Eunuch Wei who was beside the emperor who said it. I was on duty that night, and I saw him call Deputy Commander Li to the side hall."

"Deputy Commander Li? Will he become the commander-in-chief in the future?"

"Who can tell such a thing clearly?"

Everyone finished eating while chatting, then got up and left.

In the other room across the curtain, Deputy Commander Su had a gloomy face.

Ever since the commander-in-chief died while trying to save the emperor in the hunting ground many years ago, the emperor has not appointed another commander-in-chief, only two deputy commanders.

The man surnamed Li opposed him in every way. If he had not surrendered to the prince, and the prince had not told him to be patient and let him take revenge later, he would have fought the man surnamed Li to death long ago.

But now, he didn't have the patience to wait any longer.

After paying the bill, he walked out of the bun shop with a gloomy face and rode his horse straight to the East Palace.

In the teahouse opposite the steamed bun shop, behind a window, the Sixth Prince Yong Wang was drinking tea and looking at his back.

"My Lord, do you want to follow and take a look?"

"No need. Even if he doesn't go to the East Palace now, he will be unable to resist going there today. You don't have to follow him. There will be others who will follow him."

"You mean..."

The Sixth Prince curled his lips and sneered: "My brother, the Crown Prince, has already won him over to become his own man. Does he think that the Emperor doesn't know? What a joke. Who is the Emperor? How could he not investigate someone who has been by his side for many years?"

"It's enough to add fuel to the fire. If it's more, it will arouse suspicion. After all, my brother, the crown prince, is the same as my father."

Suspicious and cold-hearted.

"What the prince said is absolutely true."

What the Sixth Prince said was absolutely right. As soon as Deputy Commander Su entered the East Palace, someone passed the news to Eunuch Wei, the chief eunuch beside the Emperor.

Eunuch Wei walked quickly and lightly to the dragon bed.

The emperor was leaning back reading a memorial. When he saw him come in, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

"What happened?"

"Your Majesty, Su Yundong has gone to the East Palace."

The emperor paused and raised his eyelids slightly: "So fast?"

"Yes." Eunuch Wei lowered his head and dared not say another word.

"Oh," the emperor laughed briefly, "I can't hold it back any longer."

"How is the situation at the East Palace?"

"Your Majesty, as before, ask the imperial physician every day whether your dragon body is in good health."

Everyone knew whether he was asking about the emperor's health or whether he was dead or alive.

The emperor was silent for a moment, then threw the memorial to the ground and said, "This is the good son I raised, and he is just looking forward to my death!"