"It's absolutely true. I dare to risk my life as a guarantee. The posthumous son of Prince Ting'an is indeed still alive, and he is in our Pingning Prefecture."
Seeing that Chu Nanzhi refused to believe it, Xing Huan began to speak in detail in a deep tone: "Xiaguan studied under Situ Master Yang Runchen. Although his master Yang Lao is now in a high and powerful position, there are people he is afraid of in his life."
Looking intently at Chu Nanzhi, who had an indifferent expression, Xing Huan reminded him almost word by word: "That was the Prince Ting'an back then. Ever since he learned the news that Prince Ting'an's posthumous son was still alive, the family almost
It's hard to sleep at night. When Xiaguan left the capital many years ago, he told him to help him find the whereabouts of the deceased child."
Hearing Yang Runchen's name, Chu Nanzhi couldn't help but murmur in her heart.
Isn't that Wu Enrong's father-in-law, the chief of Jinling's old ministers, and the chief confidant of Nandu Wang Lin Tingkai?
I didn't expect that he would have such a greedy student who would do anything to survive.
But then I thought about it, maybe this guy didn't know that Lin Jinxiao was the posthumous child, so he dared to mention this matter to him so calmly.
Examining the unsuspecting Xing Huan, Chu Nanzhi pretended to be surprised and asked: "Then has Governor Xing found the rumored posthumous son of the former prince?"
"Never."
Xing Huan shook his head sadly, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes suddenly lit up again: "But I dare to conclude that my master must have found this person. When I went to Beijing to report on my work at the end of last year, I discussed this matter with my master.
, he showed a very indifferent attitude. Although the family teacher did not say it clearly, he transferred his adopted son Xiao Dingfang from the North to the Pingning County garrison camp at the beginning of the year. "
"Xiao Dingfang?"
Chu Nanzhi felt very unfamiliar with this name.
"The princess may not know this person, but the illustrious princess of the Royal Academy, Chen Chuan, should be very aware of it by now."
Xing Huan explained: "Xiao Dingfang is one of the two generals in the northern garrison who are as famous as General Chen Chuan and makes the enemy frightened. Wherever he goes, there is no grass growing, and he is famous for killing people like hemp."
"I see."
Chu Nanzhi suddenly realized.
She had already seen Chen Chuan's ruthlessness. As long as he was given a knife, he could fight his way through thousands of troops.
"Xiao Dingfang is the family master's most capable confidant, and he is also the most loyal soldier raised by the Yang family. The reason why Mr. Yang transferred this man from the North to the garrison in Pingning Prefecture must be to carry out the most important mission."
Xing Huan half-squinted his eyes and analyzed seriously: "The princess should know that Mr. Yang and Jingling's old ministers have always supported King Nandu and hope that your majesty can make King Nandu the emperor's uncle, but your majesty has been reluctant. The reason
I'm afraid it can only be because he is the deceased."
"Yes, if this posthumous son is really alive, it will endanger not only King Nandu, but also the other princes who want to seize the throne. Naturally, we must try every means to get rid of him."
Chu Nanzhi let out a long breath. It seemed that this matter was no longer an unknown secret.
"This is indeed a threat, but it is also an opportunity."
Xing Huan's thick eyebrows trembled slightly and gradually relaxed: "If Your Highness can find this posthumous son, it will be up to Your Highness to decide whether to kill or keep him alive."
At this point, he suddenly changed the topic and sincerely suggested: "However, I would like to suggest that you keep this person, but you can coerce your majesty and the empress dowager to appoint this person as the emperor's younger brother. After that, your highness will personally escort this person to the capital and take advantage of the opportunity."
After entering Jinling City, and after the overall situation is stabilized, we can let the posthumous son Chan be placed under His Highness. This is just and logical, and it will happen naturally."
"good idea."
Chu Nanzhi smiled knowingly: "But where is this posthumous son now? Does Governor Xing have any clues about it?"
Xing Huan sighed blankly: "I really don't know about this matter yet, but I think Yang Laoding is willing to help the princess and your highness achieve this wish. Now the third highness, the King of Nandu has lost power, and the King of Beibin
The power is too weak, and there are countless powerful advisers around King Qinghe. Only King Pingning can continue to reuse the Yang family after he takes over Jinling City, and can also get rid of his old man's serious problems."
Looking at Chu Nanzhi solemnly, Xing Huan respectfully pleaded: "If the princess can help Xiaguan escape from the sea of misery this time, Xiaguan is willing to be a lobbyist and persuade Mr. Yang to support His Highness Prince Pingning. Then the two parties will cooperate internally and externally."
, when the overall situation is determined, even if King Qinghe has thousands of troops, he will not dare to go east easily."
"Well, I will discuss this matter with His Highness."
Chu Nan Zhi smiled and bowed to him: "Master Taishou, stay in the prison well, I will definitely rescue you."
"I am here to wait for the good news. I hope the princess will not break her promise."
Xing Huan solemnly reminded: "Even if it is for the great cause of the princess herself and her highness, as long as she can help her to take over Jingling City, the princess will be regarded as the number one hero. Princess Yuanxi will no longer pose any threat to the princess.
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"I have taken note of it."
After saying this, Chu Nanzhi turned and left.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned back and smiled at the expectant Xing Huan: "Thank you, Lord Prefect, for the horse."
If what Xing Huan said is true, then the mastermind of the tax-bank case was assassinated in Duanlong Mountain, and everything in this case was inseparable from Situ Yang Runchen and his close friend Xiao Dingfang.
Combined with Lin Jinxiao's original inference that the assassin was from the military, it is even more consistent.
And the eldest princess of Luochu in Nanhua Temple would rather die to protect Nandu Prince Lin Tingkai behind the scenes. This is also reasonable.
After all, they all want to regain Emperor Chonghua's inheritance.
What made Chu Nanzhi feel puzzled was that after dealing with the uncle of the Third Emperor for many times, until he lost power and was escorted to Beijing, he had never received any information about this from him.
I always feel that this person does not know Lin Jinxiao's life experience, otherwise he would not be quarreling with Lin Jinxiao at all times, and would only treat him as an unpopular clan in Luyan Port and treat him with contempt and disdain.
Lin Tingkai and Lin Tingyan were both raised in the Empress Dowager's Palace since childhood. If they knew Lin Jinxiao's life experience, even if they wanted to get rid of him quickly, they should pretend to be respectful and awe on the surface, so as to win the favor of the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager.
The favor of the group of old Jingling ministers behind them.
"Not quite right."
Walking out of the dungeon, Chu Nanzhi suddenly stopped, looked at the setting sun shining in, and murmured to himself: "As a close adviser to King Nandu, how could Yang Runchen not tell Lin Tingkai such an important matter? He shouldn't have been kept in the dark.
In the drum."
"Princess, did Governor Xing offend you with his harsh words?"
Looking at Chu Nanzhi with a dull look on his face, Tang Weiming couldn't help but cautiously expressed concern.
Hearing the voice, Chu Nanzhi turned around and found that everyone was already waiting around, waiting for her instructions.
Chu Nanzhi shook his head lightly, faced Guan Erbai on the side, and warned in a cold voice: "Guan Siyu, from today on, no one except me can get close to Prefect Xing."
Guan Erbai frowned in confusion: "What if His Highness comes to interrogate Prefect Xing in person?"
Chu Nanzhi thought for a while, pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Your Highness will not come here."