Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 345
"Is this a game?" Lu Ziyu stared at the teacup on the table in a daze, his beautiful eyes were a little unsure.

She didn't dare to let herself expect too much, for fear that in the end, she would be disappointed and another snow would fall, which would completely bury the faint spring brilliance.

Yan Huaijin saw her panic, raised his wide sleeves and took a sip from the teacup, and asked with a pretended relaxed smile, "If it wasn't a game, how would we explain the death of the Ninth Prince? How can a shocking son of unparalleled talent be so careless that a fire can kill him?"

What's more, his favorite child is still in the capital, looking forward to his victory and return.

"But." Lu Ziyu lowered his eyes and thought, scratching the teacup with his fingertips repeatedly, his movements were still a little unsteady, "Since he is still alive, why can't he come to find me? On the contrary, it makes people feel anxious and anxious." So many days?"

Although the voice contained a bit of complaint, the joy hidden in the words could not be concealed.

Whenever Lu Ziyu thinks that her grandfather is still alive, her heart will thump like a rabbit.

Yan Huaijin continued to reassure Lu Ziyu, "Although the Ninth Prince has not arranged to tell the Fourth Lady about this matter, I think there is absolutely no intention of hiding it."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the things in Lu Ziyu's palm, "If the Ninth Prince was sincerely hiding it from you, then the Linglong dice would not have painstakingly painted a layer of grease and ink."

After Yan Huaijin's thorough analysis, Lu Ziyu felt that his heart suddenly became much brighter, and he felt relieved after many days of frowning.

Even though the news that the master was still alive was not absolutely certain, she still couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"Since you didn't intend to hide it from me, why can't you tell me the truth of the matter?" Lu Ziyu picked up the teacup on the table, and she poured the bitter tea soup into her mouth as if she was angry.

Seeing her annoyed and angry appearance, Yan Huaijin couldn't help but smile.

"He didn't tell you, so there are difficulties. You also know that the situation in Beijing is turbulent, but if the Ninth Prince does not leave the capital, when will the fish in the muddy water show its tail?"

Lu Ziyu remained silent.

Yan Huaijin continued, "The fisherman wants to clean up the fish in the muddy water. If he doesn't spread more bait, how can the ambitious, cunning and fat fish obediently take the bait?"

Yan Huaijin stood on the outside, he saw much more clearly than others.

"Now that the three forces, the Queen, the Prime Minister, and the Fourth Prince have all emerged, why not just get rid of the three of them?" Lu Ziyu was puzzled.

She still can't figure it out, with her master's method, it should be killing and decisive.Why is this game so cumbersome and cautious, looking forward and backward?

Could it be, what are you worrying about?
If someone else is in the capital and wants to secretly tell himself that he is alive and well, all he needs to do is send someone to whisper the message, why bother to hide the news on a bodhi root.

If you use this method to secretly send a message to yourself, it means that he is not in the capital yet.
"The Queen's wings are nothing more than a few veterans and important officials. The fourth prince has the blood of Jin Qi, but this is Dongpu after all, even if he wants to show his fists, he will be somewhat stretched."

Yan Huaijin tapped his fingertips on the table, he thought for a while, and slowly said, "The right minister has held great power for many years, although there are not many powerful ministers in his staff, each of the small officials also holds real power. Difficult to deal with."

"Could it be that the Prime Minister is still plotting some evil scheme in the dark?" Lu Ziyu was surprised, "But what kind of evil scheme can drive the Ninth Prince to the point of feigning death?"

"If you were the future prince, what would you be most worried about?" Yan Huaijin asked her.

Isn't Chu Jun the emperor in the future? What can make the emperor fearful is nothing more than the people of his family and country
Lu Ziyu's back trembled, and he subconsciously blurted out, "People. It's people!"

"That's right." Yan Huaijin gave her an appreciative smile, "The reason why the Ninth Prince dared not enter the capital rashly may be that the lives of tens of thousands of people in the capital have been pinned down by the prime minister. in hand."

The lives of tens of thousands of people are tightly held in the hands of one person?
But how did the Right Prime Minister do it?
Could it be that those greedy and insane people want the entire capital to be buried with their royal family?
"This is the roster of some officials who went to the Wang family recently." Lu Ziyu took out a small satin soft cigarette from his sleeve.

It was delivered by Peony a few days ago.

There are a series of names written on it, and there are detailed comparisons of official ranks.

Yan Huaijin took it and looked down.

Although he was shocked where it came from, he didn't gossip and ask Lu Ziyu.

"Captain Xunjie?" Yan Huaijin asked in confusion.

"You can also see that there is something wrong with him?" Lu Ziyu stared, and put his finger on the last spot on the soft smoke, "This person's official rank is as small as an ant, but he is the last person to go to the right minister's mansion these days. Diligent master."

Yan Huaijin squinted his eyes, thought for a while before saying, "This is the brilliance of the right minister. Others think that Captain Xunjie is a small official who is hard and tiring and doesn't have much salary every month. In fact Otherwise, Colonel Xunjie will not only be in charge of the transportation of goods from shops in various places in central Beijing, but also review the list of daily entries and exits from Beijing."

"A school captain Xunjie, the size of a sesame seed, has found out all the movements in the entire capital. But if the school captain Xunjie only reports to the right minister the details of the people entering Beijing every day, why does it take a day?" So many trips to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion within a short period of time?"

Yan Huaijin has unique insights, which can be said to hit the nail on the head.

"The captain of Xunjie is only in charge of two things. Since it doesn't take so many trips to the Prime Minister's Mansion to submit the registration form, it seems that the problem lies in the freight of this shop." Lu Ziyu pondered in a low voice, but The meaning of the voice is full of certainty.

What is the Right Prime Minister transporting to the capital? It can hold the lives of the people in the city in his hands, and it can make the Ninth Prince fearful, so he doesn't dare to act rashly and directly slaps him cruelly.

"I'll investigate this person, you can recover from your illness first." Yan Huaijin got up and straightened his robe, looking up at the steaming soup on the table.

He pursed his lips, and his voice was full of jokes, "Little girl, if you are sick, you have to take medicine obediently, don't play with your temper."

Lu Ziyu pouted, unwilling to lift the medicine bowl and drink it up.

Putting down the bowl, she wiped her mouth indiscriminately and whispered to Yan Huaijin, "What little girl? After a while, I'll be ready!"

The relationship between the two unknowingly became much closer.

"Yes, yes, sister Yu is going to grow up to be a big girl. When the Ninth Prince comes back, she can marry Feng Guanxiapei to the man she loves." Yan Huaijin said this sincerely.

Lu Ziyu's cheeks were flushed and shy, "At this time, it's useless to just pick up nice words, and the money that should be given must not be less."

"Little Laipi. On the day of your wedding, brother Yan will definitely give you a generous gift."

He gave it away, but the "gift" was too heavy, so heavy that Lu Ziyu would never be able to pay it back for the rest of his life.
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