"Come in."

Emperor Zhaohe suppressed the memorial that falsely accused Zhang Quan with his backhand, raised his eyes and called Rong Chu in. The azure gown added a lot of bright color to the dim Zhongcui Hall. Ning Ke raised his head and met Rong Chu's eyes, without any trace of it.

The shadow of someone who has been drunk is clear and indifferent.

"I would like to send my regards to my father." Rong Chu lifted his robe, turned around and sat down, raised his eyes and smiled at Ning Ke, "Master Ning is here too?"

Ning Ke's reserved jaw did not appear to be very warm to Rong Chu in front of Emperor Zhaohe.

Rong Chu didn't pay much attention to Ning Ke. He raised his hand and took out a map from his arms and spread it on the table. He said solemnly, "Father, please take a look."

Ning Ke frowned, feeling that the black characters "Shanghai Maritime Map" on the map illuminated by the palace lantern had a somewhat ghostly feel, so he raised his hands to Emperor Zhaohe and said, "Your Majesty, I will take my leave now."

"etc."

Emperor Zhaohe stopped Ning Ke and gestured to the map with his eyes, "Come here and listen."

"This is a map of Shanghai. These red dots mark the places where bandits have been haunted for a long time in Shanghai." Rong Chu frowned, stretched out his hand and lightly clicked on those places, "Most of them are in the deep mountains and old forests of Shanghai. And Sun Yiyun

The place where pirates are said to be haunted is actually a place where fishermen gather.”

"Then he still asks the court for money to fight pirates every year?" Emperor Zhaohe was a little unbelievable.

"Probably all the money went into Sun Yiyun's own pocket." Rong Chu smiled coldly and faintly, and glanced sideways at Emperor Zhaohe's dark and unclear expression. However, Ning Ke felt that the look in his eyes clearly looked beyond Emperor Zhaohe.

A bit of exploration and alienation fell on myself.

This feeling of deliberate alienation makes people very uncomfortable.

"Suppressing bandits and declaring them as pirates will naturally make more money than bandits." Rong Chu leaned back and continued, "In addition, the ship needs to be repaired every year, so we hire experts to forge sharp weapons... Naturally,

Then Sun Yiyun couldn't let go of the name of this pirate."

Emperor Zhaohe pondered, and although he was slightly moved, he still showed a look of disbelief.

"Where did this map come from?"

"Today, I, several brothers, Lord Ning, and Lord Huang were drinking in Zuixianju. When I returned home, someone stopped my sedan chair and claimed to be a craftsman who had escaped from the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau."

Rong Chu lowered his eyes, becoming more and more calm as water.

"If a craftsman from the Weaving Bureau fled privately, it would be a serious crime against the Nine Tribes. I was afraid that the craftsman would risk death to escape, so I brought him back to my house to inquire. I happened to know that the craftsman's ancestral home was Shanghai.

All his clan members were in Shanghai, and he was the only one working as a craftsman in the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau. Because his clan members were oppressed by Sun Yiyun, and he was always unsatisfied in the Weaving Bureau, he escaped overnight."

Rong Chu said it simply, but Ning Ke knew that Emperor Zhaohe would not think it was that simple.

What kind of oppression and what kind of dissatisfaction can make a person risk his life and run to the imperial city to complain to the current prince?

It was impossible for Emperor Showa not to understand such a desperate approach.

Emperor Zhaohe's face indeed darkened. What Ning Ke had just said about the Weaving Bureau had already upset him. At this time, Rong Chu brought up Sun Yiyun again, and was vaguely involved in the Jiangnan incident. He became increasingly worried.

Very depressed.

We have long been determined to rectify the imperial court, but the power of the high officials in the imperial court is mostly intertwined. I am afraid that if they influence the whole body, the final consequences will be immeasurable.

The night was getting darker, and the watchman's voice seemed desolate and lonely in this night. He closed his eyes, and Emperor Showa sighed softly.

Ning Ke stood up again, "Your Majesty, I have resigned."

Emperor Zhaohe closed his eyes and did not respond. After a while, he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Go and see him off."

Rong Chu stood up respectfully, saluted Emperor Zhaohe, then walked quickly to the door and whispered, "Your Majesty, please."

Ning Ke walked quickly with bated breath, then smiled at Rong Chu and said, "Your Highness, please come back."

The wind of early spring soaked through the night, naturally bringing out a hint of coldness in the new softness, peeling off layers of silk, peeling off the warmth and vitality of early spring, leaving only the coldness of winter, and this moonlit night.

The lotus root is broken and the silk is connected.

"Xiao Wang, let's see you off." Rong Chu quickly caught up with Ning Ke, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but with a shocking beauty, and his eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were pursed, showing endless grace.

"It's very cold at night, please come back, Your Majesty." Ning Ke frowned.

The distant look in Rong Chu's eyes when she and Emperor Zhaohe talked about Shanghai made her very uncomfortable, so she deliberately faced him with an attitude that was even more distant than his. However, Rong Chu didn't care.

He just frowned slightly and then protected her and walked forward again, saying with a bit of persistence, "I'll see you off."

"I said it's no need." Ning Ke stopped and looked back at Rong Chu, "I cannot afford to be so valued by the prince."
Chapter completed!