In the prosperous capital, the market is in a regular order, with traffic and pedestrians coming and going.

Compared with other places, the public security in the capital is much better, and there are few beggars who are begging for food along the way.

Lin Heng did not walk to his own courtyard, but turned around and turned into an alley.

In the alley, beggars gathered in groups of three or three.

"Young Master." The beggar who was leading the way smiled, and he picked up the bowl, "How much money do you give me?"

The beggar's hair was unkempt, but his teeth were white and tight.

After inquiring Mingchen, the beggar became a beggar because of changes in his family. And the changes caused by them were somewhat related to Si Wang. Therefore, Lin Heng intended to contact him.

Although he didn't want to fight for the breaking of the throne, Lin Yan is now dead and Lin Wei is ready to move. If Lin Wei is really allowed to be emperor, what should he and Cheng Muqing be together?

He thought a lot about the time during the disaster relief in Bashu.

Although the heart is full of contradictions, sometimes I feel that I should fight for it so that the people in power can decide the future of themselves and Cheng Muqing. Sometimes, I feel that the breaking of the throne should not appear in his world.

This conflict was until I heard that the prince did not trust the couple.

It was so hard to check "Sima Zhi". He realized how important it is to have his own power.

After hearing the news that the prince was dead, the conflict completely disappeared without a trace.

His current idea is very simple. He needs someone who can trust him and also needs to establish a certain degree of prestige. The most important thing is to prevent Lin Wei from getting what he wants.

Lin Heng took out some silver from his wallet, "It seems that something is abnormal about the royal palace recently?"

The moment he saw the money, the beggar's eyes lit up. "If you go back to the young master, I will find that His Highness Wang often goes to the City God Temple."

"City God Temple?"

"It's the dilapidated temple in the south. It's been deserted for many years. There are no ghosts around it." The beggar replied, "It's a coincidence that the temple used to be a gathering place for us beggars. Every winter, we will go there."

"How big is that temple?"

"Uh... it's very big." The beggar waved his arms and gestured, "Can it be as big as this street."

"What are you going to do?"

"I don't know, we can't get in."

"You are there, but what have you found?"

The beggar looked at him and blinked.

Lin Heng handed him the silver.

"Haha~" The beggar took it and used his teeth to bite the silver.

"Have you discovered it?" Lin Heng asked again.

"It seems...well, there seem to be a lot of men's voices."

Many men...

"Yes, today my men saw a few men dressed in luxury in and out," said the beggar. "But someone is watching that place. As long as we approach that area, someone will appear and drive us away."

Lin Heng lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The person who asked the villain to investigate has also been found." Seeing Lin Heng making a generous move, the beggar was also much more frank.

A month ago, the young man gave him copper coins for many consecutive days. Although he is now begging for a living, he also understands that there is no waste in the day.

Sure enough, the young master asked him about two things half a month ago.

One is about the movements of the king, and the other is about the talented people in the capital who should not be reused.

Lin Heng raised his chin.

The beggar was clear and said with a smile, "There is a strong man on the North Street, famous for his poems. He specializes in picking rice for shops. According to the information our brothers have found out, he left his hometown and took all his wealth to the capital to participate in the martial arts test. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is better than everyone else. In the end, the name of the martial arts scholar was obtained by a man named "Huang". Tsk t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t

"That person is a relative. He clearly lost to Zhuang Shi, but he still got the top spot." The beggar shook his head and sneered, "We are the Great Jin... that's it."

There was a little loneliness in his eyes.

"What's your name?" Lin Heng asked.

"Little..." The beggar paused, "Little speaks humble, and no one gives a name to him. Why don't the young master give him a name?"

Lin Heng pursed his lips.

After a long time, when the beggar thought he would not name himself, he heard him say—

"I have thoughts." Lin Heng said.

"I think..." the beggar murmured, not knowing what he thought of.

"The young master wants to retire to Taoyuan and get rid of the struggle and power in the world... is that right?"

Lin Heng didn't say anything and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Oh—" Some thoughts called him, and the words came to his mouth, and said, "Young Master, your pastry smells so good... Can you..."

"No." Lin Heng raised his hand and lifted the bag of pastries.

"Young Master, do you want to listen to the interesting news we have recently received?"

Lin Heng looked cold, he put away his wallet and looked like he was turning around and leaving.

"Oh." Yousi stood up and followed him two steps.

But Lin Heng was a bit stubborn. He walked forward, not caring about him.

"Someone rebelled in Jiangzhou City." Yousi said hurriedly.

"Rebel?" Lin Heng repeated these two words with a complicated expression.

"Recently, many of them have fled to the capital, and many have become beggars. I found out from them that someone in Jiangzhou City incited farmers to rebel."

"Take it seriously?" Lin Heng turned around and asked, "Where are those people who fled here?"

"Really, really." Yousi said, "If you don't believe me, I'll take you to you."

“…”

...

The Palace of King Qi.

I have been here tonight, and even if I haven't returned home for two months, I don't have to worry about something going wrong.

As her pregnancy became bigger, Cheng Muqing's movements gradually became slower. With the help of this evening, she got off the carriage and walked into the mansion.

She was originally in the small villa, and had just received the news from tomorrow morning that "Xu Jin has a big visit" and quickly got up and rushed to the mansion.

Xu Jin is not a joker. He looks for himself and says something important is definitely something big.

The main hall is square, the Taishi Chair visits neatly and symmetrically. The porcelain vase with flowers on the sandalwood table is as white as mutton fat, which is extremely transparent under the sunlight.

"Mr. Xu." Cheng Muqing stepped into the main hall and took the lead in saluting him.

"Princess Qi is safe." Xu Jin bowed, his eyes unconsciously looking at the other person's pregnant belly, but quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Please sit." Cheng Muqing attracted the seat before he sat down.

"Princess, this time I came, there is something about the king."

"Please tell me." Cheng Muqing calmed down on his face.

"The Chief Supervisor seems to have joined the Siwang camp." Xu Jin said while observing the other party's expression.

Hearing this news, a trace of surprise flashed in Cheng Muqing's eyes. But it was only a moment, and he returned to his usual calm and gentle appearance.

"Today, I was invited by King Si to go to the City God Temple. Although I didn't see His Highness Si Wang, nor did I see anyone else... But I guessed..." Xu Jin raised her eyes and his voice was clear, "King Si seemed to be raising soldiers."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!