Chapter 499: The Vase of Cannon Fodder in the Machiavellian Story (12)
Seeing that it was almost time, Jiang Lai took Xiao He to the teahouse on the pretext that he had something to do. The interior decoration of this teahouse was unique, and at first glance, it looked like a place for elegant people to chat and play the piano.
A pot of tea, the cheapest one, costs 8 taels, and a plate of peanuts costs exactly 10 taels.
It's similar to some modern luxury tea and game shops, which specialize in killing big losers who are not short of money.
Jiang Lai drank tea and waved to the waiter.
However, he looks fourteen or fifteen years old, and his features are still very immature. He should be just an apprentice, learning the craft from the master.
Xiao He got close and said a few words to him, then stuffed a purse into his arms. After finishing, he came back to ask Jiang Lai.
"Miss, why are we doing this?"
Jiang Lai continued to drink the expensive tea and spoke slowly.
"Do you know how to catch a mouse in a hole?"
"I don't know."
"Put a fire into the hole and the mouse will come out on its own without any effort. Then all you have to do is block the exit and reap the benefits."
Xiao He was confused and didn't know why the lady said this.
Suddenly, a frightened scream came from the backyard.
"Someone, come quickly!! The water has escaped!! The water has escaped!! Someone, come quickly and put out the fire!!"
Immediately after a burst of thick smoke filled the backyard, the guests in the lobby rushed out one after another when they saw this scene. The distinguished guests in the private rooms upstairs were even more concerned about their lives. When they saw the thick smoke pouring in outside the window, one or two people stood up one after another. Run outside.
The side door of the backyard where they came was exactly where the fire started. They couldn't leave, so they could only go out through the front door.
Jiang Lai had already been waiting outside, smiling at those people who fled in embarrassment from the private room.
Turning around, he made sure that the people on the boat had a panoramic view of those people's faces, waved to Xiao He, and quietly left the place along with the crowded crowd.
In the painting boat, Chu Yunci looked at the people walking out of the teahouse one after another, his red lips slightly raised.
"Uncle Emperor, it seems that my eighth brother has won over many people in the court behind your back."
The middle-aged man sitting opposite was wearing a dark purple robe and looking out with a burning gaze. He was the only younger brother of the current emperor, King Yongzhao.
"You brought me here today just to show me this good show?"
Chu Yunci smiled.
"My nephew, I don't dare. I invited you here today just to catch up on old times. I actually wanted to put on a good show for you to see, but obviously God is helping me, so I just saved myself from doing it myself."
As he spoke, Chu Yunci lifted the curtain, glanced lightly at the familiar figure in the crowd, and smiled softly.
"My eighth brother is very ambitious. If you want to support him as a puppet, be careful of the backlash in the end."
"So? Support that loser like you?"
"I don't support anyone. I'm just a bystander. No matter who ascends the throne, if they want to target me, let's see what happens to Chu Yunxuan."
Chu Yunxuan, if he wants to be emperor, he can.
But if he wants more than the throne, then let him get nothing and continue to go back to the imperial mausoleum, and never think about getting ahead again in his life.
King Yongzhao couldn't help but feel a chill down his back when he looked at his nephew.
If his legs were intact, the court would have been decided long ago, and there would be no such thing as the heir apparent.
In terms of intelligence and strategy, my second nephew is better than anyone else, but it's a pity that he is a cripple.
It is impossible for a disabled person to inherit the country, not to mention that he has so many brothers who are eyeing him.
"It's getting late, I'm going back."
"Uncle, hurry up. Oh, by the way, the whereabouts of the disaster relief money in Heng County, Xifu are still unknown. The whereabouts of the Peace Department who transported the silver are still unknown. Did your Majesty send you to find this person?"
When King Yongzhao heard this, his eyes immediately became more cautious and sinister.
"The DPRK really can't hide any big or small things from you."
"Ha... It's been half a month. I saw that the emperor was still unable to close the case, so I came to help you. Now I have caught the person, and I have asked all the questions that need to be asked.
But I think it’s up to the emperor’s uncle to decide what to do with this person next. ”
Upon hearing this, King Yongzhao's back straightened up. He pretended to be calm and remained calm, but how could he hide these changes from Chu Yunci's eyes.
"Uncle, don't panic, I'm here to give you a chance."
"Whether this person is handed over to His Majesty or to you depends on the performance of the emperor's uncle."
"So, today's scene is indeed beyond my expectation, and it can really make the emperor understand his current situation."
After three sentences, Chu Yunci put down the tea cup.
"It's getting late."
"What do you want me to do? Just tell me. Do I have any other choices now?"
Chu Yunci smiled.
"Imperial uncle, emperor uncle, you have already made countless gold and silver as a prince, why do you still want to embezzle money for disaster relief? Tell me, if your majesty finds out about this... But no one can make mistakes without being a sage. Your nephew I'm short of money recently, and I'm also short of troops..."
King Yongzhao's back molars were almost broken.
Chu Yunci was openly threatening and blackmailing, but he had no choice.
He has all the personal and material evidence in his hands. If the emperor finds out about this, he may not even be able to keep his throne.
"You and I have a deep love for uncle and nephew. The emperor can still help with these things."
"Thank you, uncle. Please come back soon, uncle."
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Jiang Lai was walking by the lake. Mrs. Taishi had already been unable to walk in the last clothing store.
At this time, the painted boat by the lake slowly docked, and a man in black walked out of the boat and bowed towards the river.
"Eighth Princess, my master has something to say to you. Please come on board to discuss it in detail."
Jiang Lai waved his hand.
"Who is your master? I don't know him."
The man frowned, looking troubled.
At this time, the curtains of the boat were lifted up, revealing Chu Yunci's fair and charming face.
"What? We haven't seen each other for a few days, and we don't know each other anymore?"
When the man spoke, his voice was slow and low, and the light in his eyes was far from friendly, and even a bit threatening.
He looked like this. In modern times, he must be a gangster, the kind who would be sentenced to death if caught.
Xiao He, who had no knowledge, was so frightened that the hair on his body stood up.
Of course she had never seen the second prince, she only knew that the man in front of her looked dangerous.
"Miss, let's go."
Jiang Lai patted her hand.
"You run first, and I'll run behind."
Of course Xiao He didn't leave. Although he was scared, he still pointed at Chu Yunci's nose and shouted.
"You know this is the current prince's concubine and yet you dare to be so unreasonable! Believe it or not, I will arrest you on the order!"
The energetic sound attracted the attention of many people around him.
Chu Yunci's face darkened, and he stared at Jiang Lai with a heavy gaze. He slowly lowered the curtain, revealing only half of his face, with his thin lips opening and closing. (End of chapter)