Chapter 133 Oh no!
The assassination that night did not cause much trouble in the fifth prince's house.
But it seems that a lot has changed.
For example, there are more guards patrolling the guest house every day.
Almost every time Cheng Shengxuan opened the door, he would see one or two guards looking towards his room. After noticing his gaze, they would look away pretending to be nonchalant.
The acting is very poor.
How to put it in An Luo’s words?
Shang Xiaomin became so heartbroken that he really had a disgusting feeling of not caring about the life and death of others.
What a strange but very appropriate statement.
Cheng Shengxuan didn't really care about these little tricks of Shang Xiaomin.
After all, days like this can't last for a few more days.
On the other side, Shang Xiaomin has been busy winning over ministers these days, secretly arranging the meeting with Chen Ying, and the most important thing...
Forging the edict of succession.
I rarely discuss matters with him, and he enjoys his leisure time.
Read a book every day, sip tea, and pass the time.
There are also videos with Miss An.
Because Shang Xiaomin sent people to monitor him, Chu Yuan and his party would definitely not be able to appear randomly as usual, so Miss An could only tell him the news.
So, every day, he can see An Luo.
Thinking about this, a pleasant prompt sound came from the light screen. Looking at the display above, he first straightened his clothes in the mirror with a gentle smile on his lips, and then pressed the connect button. .
"Miss An, we meet again."
...
“You just read books, drink tea, play chess every day, and then just be in a daze?”
Shang Xiaomin put a few pieces of paper on the table and looked up. Green bamboo beside the table.
“Are you sure?”
“Didn’t he do something else?”
Qingzhu presented an envelope.
“I wrote a letter and wanted the guards to help spread it out, but according to your instructions, I intercepted it.”
Shang Xiaomin took it and took a look, and there was only a letter inside. Ordinary letters home.
"Okay, you go out first and let them continue to stare."
"Yes."
Not long after Qingzhu left, a guard walked in.
Shang Xiaomin picked up the pen and continued practicing calligraphy, asking without raising his head.
"Did you hear everything just now?"
The guard nodded quickly.
“Yes, yes, the little one heard it.”
"Your Highness, Lord Qingzhu is right. There is indeed nothing unusual about Young Master Shengxuan these days."
The guard glanced at him cautiously.
"Furthermore, all of the people chosen by Lord Qingzhu are good guards, so there is no problem."
Shang Xiaomin nodded slightly.
“Go down.”
This guard was selected by him a few years ago. He is an eye in the guard team of his palace. There is no way, even in his prince's palace, the people here are mixed, and it is impossible to say which one is someone else's spy.
In the past few years, that person would come regularly to report to him the little things that happened in the guard team and in the mansion.
After writing another piece of paper, Shang Xiaomin looked at the handwriting on it and nodded with satisfaction.
Well, if you don’t look at it word by word and stroke by stroke, you shouldn’t be able to see any clues.
Even if someone finds something wrong, they can excuse it by saying that the emperor is seriously ill, physically unwell, and has weak wrists.
Shang Xiaomin took out all the calligraphy he had practiced these days and threw them into the stove one by one to burn them.
Seeing the paper being devoured by tongues of fire and finally turning into a pile of ashes, he let out a long breath.
"Next, as long as that matter is done, you can..."
...
Outside the study, Qingzhu pretended to go away, then quietly came back. , hiding in the corner and observing.
When he saw the figure of the guard, his admiration for Cheng Shengxuan increased even more.
He thought that after experiencing the assassin incident, the fifth prince had given up his doubts about him.
But when he mentioned in front of Mr. Cheng that he would arrange for a few guards who were close to him to guard the guest house, Mr. Cheng said no.
He also told him that he must choose the kind of guard who is meticulous in his work, preferably one who sticks to the rules and is inhumane.
It would be better if he could choose the person arranged by the fifth prince.
At that time, he felt that Mr. Cheng was a little too cautious, but he still did as he said.
Actually, he had long known that the deputy captain of the guard was the fifth prince's spy, so he specially asked him to guard the guest house this time.
At this moment, he was extremely happy that he listened to Mr. Cheng’s words.
But he didn't have time to think too much, because the fifth prince asked him to summon the guards and set off tonight to the thatched cottage under the snow-capped mountains. He glanced in the direction of the guest house from a distance, with a look of worry on his brows.
The fifth prince has laid a dragnet, hoping that the Cheng family can escape.
After all, his life still depends on Mr. Cheng.
......
On the other side, Dayin, at the foot of the mountain outside Beihuang City.
Looking at Mrs. Cheng opposite, Chen Delin looked guilty and lowered his head to apologize.
"Old madam, it is our Chen family that is sorry for you."
"The Cheng family is willing to come up with the magic medicine to save Yijiang regardless of the past grudges. We will always remember this great kindness."
< br>Mrs. Cheng sighed leisurely.
"Let the past be bygones. The most important thing now is the meeting in the thatched cottage."
"Have the arrangements been made?"
The Chen family father and son nodded.
“Don’t worry, You Ke has been prepared in advance.”
Speaking of this, Chen Delin’s jaw tightened and there was a sullen look on his face.
"That Shang Xiaomin is indeed despicable. Not only did he arrange guards, but he also ordered the officials in surrounding counties to obey orders at all times."
As he said that, he heard a 'bang', He slapped the table hard and said angrily.
"He doesn't want to cooperate with the Chen family, he clearly wants to silence him!"
Cheng Qiuyun on the side curled his lips.
"It's normal for him to want to silence him. He is about to ascend the throne. Cooperating with officials from other countries is a stain for him. How can he leave opportunities for others to criticize him?"
"Okay."
Mrs. Cheng interrupted and looked at the Chen family and his son.
"When will we set off?"
"Tonight."
In another room, Cheng Qiuluo closed one eye and held a flintlock gun in his hand, aiming at a small dot on the wall. .
Cheng Qiuruo on the side shook his head helplessly when he saw this.
"Be careful, don't get angry."
Chen Qiuluo always maintained his aiming posture, his body motionless, and whispered back to her.
"Sister, don't worry, I didn't load any projectiles."
Cheng Qiuruo said again.
"Then be careful. This is our secret weapon and we must not let outsiders know about it."
Hearing this, Cheng Qiuluo immediately thought of the Chen family and his son who were discussing matters with her grandmother. , quickly put away the flintlock and hid it.
"Sister, tell me, are the Chen family reliable? Can we still trust them?"
Cheng Qiuruo put down the small parts in his hand and looked at her seriously.
“Grandma believes it, so I believe it.”
Cheng Qiuluo scratched the back of his head first, and then nodded.
“You’re right, as long as grandma believes it, we will believe it.”
Cheng Qiuruo raised his hand and patted her head.
"But trust also comes in degrees, just like..."
She smiled meaningfully, stood up and leaned into her sister's ear.
"Grandma had no intention of telling the Chen family and Gu Shang about the flintlock gun and explosives."
Cheng Qiuluo looked thoughtful when he heard this.
"Yes, I understand."
......
In the evening, at the residence of the fifth prince of Muyuan Kingdom.
Qingzhu accidentally discovered that several guards who had not been seen for many days reappeared in the mansion.
So, some people are back?
But after searching for a long time, he didn't see Aoki.
This is strange.
Aoki didn’t come back to personally protect the fifth prince?
Suddenly, he frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy.
No, there is definitely something wrong here!
He paced anxiously back and forth in the room, thinking.
Think about it carefully, why did the fifth prince let his most trusted Qingmu leave his side when he still doubted him?
And today, Aoki was not allowed to come back.
Qingzhu suddenly stopped, made a fist with one hand, and hit his palm hard.
So, the fifth prince must have assigned more important tasks to Aoki!
What could it be?
His eyes suddenly widened.
Oops!