The powerful princess arrives with a space warehouse

Evening, Yu Wang's study

Those who supported Prince Yu acted so swiftly! In less than a day, his study was filled up again, with no signs of theft at all.

If Ouyang Yunyao saw this, she would definitely sigh that these ministers are really rich, and would regret not taking advantage of them one by one.

This shows that Prince Yu has the support of his grandfather, Prime Minister Xue, and his power should not be underestimated.

Chu Chenyu was sitting in front of the new bookcase in the study room, and his father-in-law Song Tianqi was sitting beside the table.

"Prince Yu, Prime Minister Xue asked me to tell you that you must be cautious in everything you do and do not make any more moves."

"I understand." Chu Chenyu was a little impatient. Why was his grandfather becoming more and more timid?

After Song Tianqi finished speaking, he took advantage of the moonlight and quietly left Prince Yu's Mansion.

Chu Chenyu sat in a chair in a daze, unable to move. He really couldn't understand why he was so unlucky these days. He sent Gao Yi, the most powerful leader of his mother's secret guards, to the East Palace to assassinate the prince, but none of them came back. They all died! What's even more infuriating is that the prince was unharmed and still alive and kicking.

Well, the assassination failed, he admitted it! But who could have robbed his huge mansion clean overnight, and the same thing happened to his grandparents' house, without leaving any traces! He felt sorry for his gold and silver treasures. Although he had a lot of gold and silver in other places, he also lost a lot this time, and also lost several secret account books.

He was a very cautious man, and fortunately he didn't leave any letters.

Who on earth did this? Someone who had a grudge against his family? He suspected that Chu Chenjing had done this, but how could there be no trace left? How could there be no trace of wheels when so many valuable items were moved away! How could there be no trace of moving so many gold and silver in his warehouse? Also, was this person an idiot? Why did he move away some of his worthless tables and chairs? He was puzzled.

What made him even more angry was that Chu Chenjing was actually distributing porridge outside the South City Gate today! Who was he putting on a show for? Wasn't this a slap in his face?

Thinking of this, Chu Chenyu's face turned green with anger, "Chen An."

"exist."

"Contact Chen Ru, is there any situation in the villa?" Chu Chenyu was worried that he had been unlucky recently and was afraid that something might happen in the villa where he hid his treasure.

"My Lord, there is nothing wrong with the other courtyard."

"Well, inform Chen Yi to arrange 300 people to go to the other courtyard and wait for the king's arrangements."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Let's go to my grandparents' house." After saying that, two figures flashed out of the window and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Lina's bedroom in the palace

Feng Lina's body aches for days and her condition doesn't improve. The emperor has arranged for doctors to see her, but none of them can figure out what's wrong with her. But Feng Lina has never been a peaceful person, and she sends people to inquire about what's going on in the palace every day.

"Princess, last night both Prime Minister Xue's residence and Prince Yu's residence were emptied by thieves!"

"What, what, what do you mean by emptied?"

……

"Today, Prince Jing's Mansion set up a porridge stall outside the South City Gate and started to provide porridge to the refugees. Ouyang Yunyao has become very popular, and now the people of Kyoto are cheering for her."

Feng Lina was originally lying on the couch, but she immediately lost her composure after hearing this. Regardless of the pain in her body, she reached out and picked up the teacup on the table and slammed it to the ground. "Shameless! Bitch! How shameless! You took advantage of my poor health to seduce Brother Jing with your tricks, bitch! I will make you pay!"

"Send someone to my uncle and ask him to find a few people tomorrow..."

"Yes, county lord."

"Haha, fight me."

……

In the warm night, in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto, there is a seemingly inconspicuous courtyard. In this courtyard, there is an elegantly decorated room, and the faint scent of sandalwood fills the entire room. Looking carefully through the carved window, you can see that there is an exquisite carved bed and a desk in the room. At this time, a melodious piano sound is heard floating out of the room. From the sound of the piano, it can be judged that the person playing the piano is very skilled.

A voice interrupted the piano music, "Miss, Xuan Hao is back."

"Well, let him in."

"Master, a lot of things happened in Kyoto today..."

"Okay, got it. You guys keep watching and report to me at any time. Also, find out who did this."

"Yes."

……

The night that many people had been thinking about ended. Tomorrow was destined to be an uneasy day.

Night goes and day comes.

The porridge stall in Prince Jing's mansion was still filled with white smoke, and the aroma of the rich rice porridge drifted away with the wind. The refugees lined up in an orderly manner, receiving their porridge and buns with satisfaction. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

At this time, a dozen people came from a distance. They were also wearing old clothes, but they were strong and ruddy, unlike those refugees. This group of people came to the porridge shed and shouted, "There is porridge here, we have food." They also lined up, each of them received a bowl of porridge and two buns, squatted on the ground not far from the porridge shed and pretended to eat.

"What the hell is this porridge? It's not porridge for human consumption. It's just water."

"Damn, there's sand in the porridge, it's gnawing at my teeth!"

"What kind of rotten bun is this? The meat stinks. Are you trying to poison me to death?"

It seems that these people are here to cause trouble.

The people busy in the porridge shed were very angry when they heard this, but they all kept the princess's instructions in mind and acted carefully so as not to conflict with the refugees and cause unnecessary trouble.

A fat man with a fierce look on his face came forward with a bowl and said, "Give me another bowl. This porridge is just water and it won't fill me up at all."

Hu Yifan couldn't help himself and said, "Our porridge is very thick, there is no sand at all." Xiaolu also added, "These buns are freshly made in the bun shop this morning, how could they go bad?"

"Fuck you, I'm not trying to trick you. Look, is there sand in this bowl?"

Another thin man with a beard and small eyes followed suit and said, "You rich people are so shameless to mix so much sand in the rice..."

The other refugees had been eating porridge here since yesterday and did not find anything wrong with the porridge. Seeing them making trouble here, a young refugee was a little reluctant to watch, so he quickly persuaded them, "We ate the porridge from Prince Jing's mansion yesterday. The porridge was very good, and there was no sand at all. Don't wrongly accuse Prince Jing and Princess Jing."

"That's right." "That's right." The refugees nearby all echoed.

The chubby, fierce-looking man threw the bowl to the ground with a "bang". He stretched out his hand and pushed the young refugee to the ground. "You are the one invited by Prince Jing's Mansion to speak for them, right? Get out of the way."

Wang Da Kui quickly stepped forward to help the young refugee up, holding back his temper, and just as he was about to say a few words of advice... "Crack", "Pa", before he could finish his words, the group of people took out sticks, broke up the queue, and pushed down the porridge stall... The scene was in chaos...

“Someone’s being beaten!”… “Someone’s being beaten!”… “Princess, someone’s being beaten.”