Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Things went far beyond Su Wanqing's expectations. She originally wanted to be the savior.

She felt that prostitutes lived an unhappy life, being beaten, scolded and humiliated all day long, without the personal freedom and respect they deserved.

"Now, things have deteriorated to the point where the black network is no longer directly under the control of you, the employer. They are directly targeting the remaining gambling houses and smuggling."

Yu Ziyan was kind-hearted and gave her a dossier that had just been copied, detailing the private salt smuggled into Yunchuan City from the coastal areas.

Salt is a daily necessities. It is impossible for people not to eat salt. In coastal areas, if you go to the beach, you will lose your money.

Naturally, the government wanted to cash in on this big deal, so throughout the dynasties, salt was under the control of the government, and salt sales required a salt certificate issued by the government.

"What are the black net going crazy about? I just asked them to destroy brothels. Who told them to run gambling houses and smuggle?"

Su Wanqing was as anxious as if he was ringing the bell in the imperial examination room and was not allowed to answer. Half of the test paper was still unwritten.

As a laborer of Qianji Pavilion, Yu Ziyan stretched out her comforting palm and patted the poor little man who had been cheated and kept silent for others, taking the blame.

"It was already a taboo for you to come to him with the moonflower grass that night. He hated the smell of the grass."

Su Wanqing was stunned. In her rush to wash away the blood and find the Silver Dragon Spine, she had completely forgotten about Kang Hu's unpredictable temper.

"Then why does he still sell information to me?"

As soon as Su Wanqing said the words, he immediately understood Kang Hu's intention and stamped his feet angrily.

"No wonder he doesn't want my face. It turns out he had this plan today! Why would he want to offend the people in Sanbaoban? What good can he gain?"

It happened that a waiter was carrying a plate of dim sum. Yu Ziyan fished out two pieces of peach cake and gave one to Su Wanqing.

"That night at Guoqing Temple was a big one. Many big shots rushed to join in the fun. Xisu next to the pavilion master was the spy of Shuntianhou. The one named Yuanli now was from Yushitai. Even Kanghu went there. ”

Yu Ziyan was worried that the crumbs from the peach cake would get into the collar of her clothes, so she caught the crumbs with her hands while eating.

"You thought Su Yaoqin was the only one who was full of bad intentions and had no defense against Kanghu. After you went back that night, did you find that your palace guard sand was missing?"

Su Wanqing covered her hands. She didn't care about the woman's reputation.

If Kanghu wanted to see a show, he wouldn't see anything.

Yu Ziyan looked at her with his playful eyes, saw through her thoughts at a glance, and patted the debris off his hands.

"The clothes you wore that night were changed by Kang Hu. He took away the palace sand from your arm just to bring bad luck to King Xunning in the future."

Prince Ning, the ninth son of the old emperor, was the white moonlight in Su Wanqing's heart in his previous life.

It cannot be said that he is a beautiful orchid tree or a handsome gentleman.

However, in this life, Su Wanqing knew that this guy was a ladybug.

"The day Kang Hu found you, he must have given you a copied dossier."

Yu Ziyan gushed, "The rule of Qianji Pavilion is that it is originally placed in the warehouse and cannot be moved or borrowed. For convenience, the transcribed files are used to sell information."

"Kang Hu is much older than you. It seems that when you were five years old, he was already a half-grown boy, about twelve or thirteen years old. His family was wiped out, and it was inseparable from Prince Ning."

Su Wanqing knew everything about Prince Ning.

He was born in the 35th year of Zaifeng, and is now about to reach his prime. According to his age, the Kanghu family was exterminated when King Ning was eight years old and asked the alchemist to exorcise evil spirits.

"The old emperor loved Concubine Jing, so he naturally loved Prince Ning. Our concubine, who was once the princess's destiny, must have been unlucky. All the children she gave birth to were short-lived and died young."

When Prince Ning fell seriously ill at the age of eight, Concubine Jing, in accordance with the customs of her hometown, begged the emperor to build a Buddhist cave in Dunhuang to pray for her eldest son.

"Then what does this matter have to do with the Hidden Sword Villa in Jianghu? Since ancient times, Buddhist caves have been built from people who have done corvee service among the common people. People from Jianghu have long been out of this category."

Yu Ziyan smiled slightly, "But the Buddhist cave was built for no reason, just to save the life of the emperor's son. How many people in the world are willing to build it? Liu Piaomiao does not have to do corvee, but the people in his villa are still the emperor's people."

Su Wanqing sat slumped on the ground, her mind constantly recalling Xisu's songs when she and she were reading history books.

"If you don't return home after the canal is built, Yelang will cut off all the blessings."

Because corvee labor was too laborious for the people and money, most of the people who were transferred were soaked to death in the canals. In order to save their lives, they cut off their hands and feet one after another, which was called Fu Zu Fu Shou.