He was dead!
When Yinzhen finally woke up.
He only felt an indescribable sorrow in his heart.
Thirteenth Brother was his right-hand man.
But now, he had never expected that after Yin Xiang escaped death, he would actually return and give his head away.
The person was already dead.
But for Yinzhen, the nightmare was not over.
"Send someone to gather information!"
Yinzhen ordered.
He waited until three days after Zhang Mu left.
Yinzhen carefully arrived at Yangzhou City.
Only then did he suddenly realize that the entire Yangzhou City was empty.
The resources in the city had basically been emptied. Other than that, the vast majority of the people in Yangzhou City had chosen to escape.
It wasn't that they wanted to stay, but that they didn't dare to.
Although there were some who were brave.
However, the people of Yangzhou City remembered what they did when the Qing Dynasty entered the pass.
Ten whole days.
Ten whole days.
Even though fifty to sixty years had passed.
However, the blood that flowed in this city told every citizen of Yangzhou.
If these barbarians could do it the first time, they could do it the second time.
What if there was another massacre?
All the people in Yangzhou City seemed to have disappeared without a trace overnight. Yangzhou City, which was usually bustling with people, was like a ghost's domain at this moment.
In the end, Yongzheng still found Ren Bo 'an at the City God Temple.
This group of people was locked up.
Before they left, Zhang Mu left them a lot of food.
Of course, he didn't give them too much. From the beginning to the end, he kept them hungry.
If he didn't torture them, how could he keep them motivated to impeach Yinzhen?
The hungrier they were, the more Zhang Mu extorted money from them, and the more they hated Yinzhen.
If you hadn't brought us to this Shing Wong Temple, how could we have been kidnapped by the bandits? How could our food have been taken away by the bandits? How could we have been tortured by the bandits?
Hatred!
In the past two days, they did nothing but greet Yinzhen.
Of course, he didn't dare to curse Yinzhen's eighteen generations of ancestors.
Her father was the emperor.
"Where is he?"
Yinzhen looked at Ren Boan and felt his heart ache.
"He escaped!" Ren Bo 'an said unhappily,""Fourth Prince, I want to write a memorial to the imperial court. The bandits are despicable. They actually looted Yangzhou City. I must ask the imperial court to gather an army to completely eradicate these bandits!”
Yinzhen's heart skipped a beat.
If Ren Bo 'an submitted a memorial, would he say anything good about her?
He probably couldn't wait to put all the blame on his own head.
But…
Right and wrong, this was no longer a matter of his mouth.
The truth was that he had gathered all these bureaucrats together and then Zhang Mu had caught them all in one go.
Especially his Thirteenth Brother.
He died because of him.
This was a huge sin.
In the future, not to mention whether he could inherit the throne, whether he could become the emperor and whether he could gain Kang Xi's trust was still a question mark.
If Kang Xi doubted his own ability, then he really had no chance at all.
Ren Boan did not stand on ceremony at all.
He immediately began to write the memorial.
A portion of the letter was for Lord Myna's gang.
It was useless to rely solely on his own memorials. The most important thing was to rely on his own backer.
He didn't even need to add oil to the fire. He just needed to tell everything in detail.
Anyway, all the blame was Yinzhen's.
Let the Eighth Master Party make a move quickly.
Let's get rid of Yinzhen first.
Now, there was no such thing as the Fourth Master's Party in the court. Yinzhen, the Fourth Prince, followed the Crown Prince and belonged to the Prince's Party.
Getting rid of Yinzhen was like looking at one of the Crown Prince's arms.
Presumably, Eighth Master would be very happy to see Yinzhen suffer.
Ren Bo 'an couldn't help but shiver as he wrote the memorial.
He thought about it carefully and couldn't help but take a look at his memorial. He realized that the meaning between the lines was more and more like what Zhang Mu had taught him.
Although the words had changed, the meaning remained the same.
These words were all taught to him by Zhang Mu.
They poured all the dirty water on Yin Zhen, because Yin Zhen controlled them, causing Yangzhou City to fall.
Because Yinzhen had them under control, the food in Yangzhou City was robbed by the disaster victims.
Because Yinzhen had them under control, they could not be subdued within the time limit.
In short, it was not my fault, it was all Yinzhen's fault.
At the same time, he told the eighth master Yinsi to seize this opportunity to bring Yinzhen down.
Yinzhen was a loyal prince.
The Yangzhou Incident was the best opportunity.
In the end, Ren Bo 'an also said," Don't worry, Lord Myna. We will not give you a single cent this year. Even if we are kidnapped or robbed, our loyalty to Lord Myna can be seen by the sun and the moon. No matter how difficult it is, we will definitely think of ways to get the money we should give you this year."
The Yangzhou Incident was a natural disaster.
Natural disasters were floods, and man-made disasters were the corpses of their officials. The imperial court did not lack the money to provide disaster relief. Also, these corrupt officials took the opportunity to raise the price of food, forcing the people into a dead end.
But now…
The biggest responsibility was thrown to Yongzheng.
Was this person really a bandit?
He thought deeply.
His thoughts and methods did not seem to come from a bandit at all. Instead, he seemed to be a political expert who was familiar with the changes in the imperial court.
It was obvious at a glance that there was a fight between the princelings and the Eighth Prince.
He even taught him how to work for Master Myna on this matter step by step. He even turned this matter from a bad thing to a good thing and made him become Master Myna's confidant.
Zhang Mu was a terrifying and ruthless man.
At this moment, Yinzhen could not care less about that. He was looking for his thirteenth brother's body everywhere.
In the end, Yinzhen met the Thirteenth Lord Yinxiang at the yamen of Yangzhou Prefecture.
The person was already dead.
However, his head was still hanging under the signboard of the Yangzhou magistrate, floating in the wind.
When the wind blew, his head swayed.
Thirteenth Brother!
Suddenly, Yinzhen fell to his knees with a thud, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
With a wail, Yong Zheng cried.
She cried her heart out.
What he had lost was not only his Thirteenth Brother, but also Kang Xi's doubts about his ability. He might not have a chance to become emperor, and it would be impossible for him to settle down.
It's over, it's all over!
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