"Brother Jingchen is really obsessed. You know that the woman is using you, but you are willing to be manipulated by her. Brother Jingchen, please don't forget your identity."
Li Shiyao's eyes were full of anger and she reminded dissatisfiedly.
"I know my own sense of proportion, so I won't bother you Shiyao."
Xie Jingchen sneered coldly and stood up resolutely to go out.
Li Shiyao stepped forward and spread her arms to stop him: "No matter what you say today, I will not let brother Jingchen go. How can you live up to my father's expectations of you?"
Xie Jingchen was stunned, and his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. The words that were pressing in his heart immediately blurted out: "I never thought about being the crown prince of the Baiyu clan. It was the Prime Minister who forcibly placed me in this position. If I can't
Live according to your heart, I would rather not be a prince."
After saying that, he put aside her blocking hand and walked straight out of the yard.
"Brother Jingchen."
Li Shiyao's eyes were full of anger, and she was about to call him out unwillingly. Uncle Xie immediately shook his head at her and whispered: "Shiyao, please stop trying to persuade him. Since His Highness the Crown Prince has made up his mind, let him alone."
"But if His Highness the Crown Prince really gets involved in the affairs of the post house today, how can those Qinghe dignitaries and Jingling old ministers allow him to return home?"
Li Shiyao frowned worriedly: "Sixth Uncle, if you continue to indulge brother Jingchen like this, sooner or later he will be harmed by that woman and lose his sense of proportion."
"How could I not know."
Uncle Xie Liu said with a bitter face: "We can obviously use this opportunity to get rid of King Pingning, a serious nuisance. If he intervenes so hastily, I'm afraid all the previous plans will be wasted."
After thinking about it for a moment, Uncle Xie sighed deeply and said: "For the current plan, we can only find a way to let King Pingning arrive at the post house before Jingchen."
"I'm afraid it's too late."
Li Shiyao said worriedly.
After all, the post house is located between the restaurant and Xinzhou Prefecture. By the time King Pingning gets the news, brother Jingchen will have already arrived at the post house.
"I will send someone to convey a message to King Pingning."
Xie Liushu told him eagerly: "Shiyao, just stay at Yuanlai Restaurant and don't go anywhere. I'll go and hold Jingchen in person for a while."
"Then it will be Uncle Lao Liu."
Li Shiyao responded respectfully and watched him leave in a hurry with uneasiness.
In the back hall of the Governor's Mansion
Under the dim light, Lin Jinxiao quietly held a volume of documents and was stunned.
Although he behaved calmly and indifferently in front of others these days, he always felt a little solemn in his heart when he thought about the loss of nearly two thousand lives by his own hands.
But this matter has to be done after all.
"Your Highness, Army Commander He Ying wishes to see you."
A deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears, interrupting his chaotic thoughts.
He raised his head and saw that it was Sun Wucai, the governor of the governor's office. He immediately nodded and said: "Pass."
Not long after, He Ying hurried in. When he saw Lin Jinxiao, he did not speak immediately, but glanced at Sun Wucai cautiously.
"Sun Changshi, you go and attend to your official duties."
Lin Jinxiao sent Sun Wucai away with understanding, and then faced the mysterious He Ying again.
He Ying had so many things in his mind that he didn't know how to speak.
Lin Jinxiao urged in a solemn voice: "But if the princess wants you to bring something to me, it doesn't matter if you just say it."
"The princess said she was going to the post house in the east of the city, and specifically asked the general to come and inform His Highness."
After receiving the answer, He Ying dared to answer directly.
"Going to the inn?"
Lin Jinxiao hesitated, looking confused: "Why is she going to the post house if she has nothing to do?"
Could it be that I got some news?
"Even the general doesn't know."
He Ying looked at him carefully and continued to report: "A few days ago, the princess deliberately let go of three assassins who wanted to assassinate Han Yicheng in Beimufang. She just asked the general to send someone to send an order to Magistrate Peng to take him with him.
People went to the posthouse to capture the assassin."
Lin Jinxiao suddenly realized that it was no wonder that this girl had been so mysterious recently and stayed at the house all day without leaving the house. She was actually planning this matter.
What a cunning little guy, he actually used such tricks to deceive Han Yicheng.
Staring at He Ying angrily, Lin Jinxiao scolded with some displeasure: "Why didn't you report this matter to me earlier?"
"The princess said not to inform His Highness before the time comes."
He Ying looked up at him fearfully, fearing that he would be punished.
Lin Jinxiao had no time to question this guy's loyalty at this time. Chu Nanzhi went to the post house alone. Even if Peng Pai came by, he might not be safe.
Maybe it will be self-defeating and get bitten back.
At this juncture, we can only make a decisive decision and seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
His eyes paused for a moment, then he raised his head decisively and ordered He Ying: "Quickly dispatch dozens of good soldiers to follow me to the post house to capture the assassin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wucai's figure appeared at the door again.
Lin Jinxiao looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Go back to Your Highness, the envoy from Baiyu Mission wants to see you."
Sun Wucai reported.
Lin Jinxiao immediately ordered him to bring the people in.
The envoy from Baiyu received Uncle Xie Liu's advice. When he saw Lin Jinxiao, he first bowed respectfully, and then faced Sun Wucai and He Ying beside him with neither humility nor arrogance, and said in a cold voice: "Please also ask King Pingning to retreat.
What the envoy wants to report is no small matter."
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Lin Jinxiao's sharp eyes contained a bit of contempt, solemn and majestic, and he did not take Bai Yu's messenger's warning into consideration at all.
"Ahem, I just want to worry about His Highness's face. Since Your Highness is so forthright, I will speak out."
The envoy raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a deep voice: "Princess Pingning has invited me to meet the Crown Prince alone in the post house in the east of the city today. In consideration of the reputation of King Pingning, my Royal Highness, Prince Min, came here to inform His Highness, and also asked Your Highness to go on your own."
Consider it."
After a pause, he grinned and said with a chuckle: "Rumors have been spreading in the city recently, so it would be best if this matter does not hurt the harmony of your two highnesses."
His expression was slightly swaying, full of gloating about his misfortune.
Sun Wucai and He Ying felt very offended when they heard this, and immediately scolded them: "Don't talk nonsense, Princess Pingning knows the basics."
However, Lin Jinxiao waved his hand leisurely and contentedly, interrupting the anger between the two. He smiled evilly and faced the Bai Yu envoy, sighing meaningfully: "Thank you for the reminder, envoy, to see off our guests."
There was no trace of anger on his face at all.
Sure enough, she is still worse than a lady than she is to harm herself.
Prince Xie tried his best to avoid this quagmire, but he never thought that he would be dragged into the whirlpool of right and wrong.
The lady has planned so painstakingly, how could she fail her good intentions? She must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and take advantage of the situation to overthrow Concubine Yue Guifei and King Nandu.
At present, the post house has been turned into a puddle of muddy water, and no one can clearly understand the motives of the people who entered.
"Take stock of the troops and set off immediately."
Lin Jinxiao took the Emperor's Sword and led He Ying quickly out of the Governor's Mansion. A large number of sergeants gathered and marched toward the east post house in the city.