When he first received the news, King An was very anxious and hurried back to Beijing.
But the closer he got to the capital, the more panicked he became.
"Your Highness, Xingzhou is ahead of us. After passing Xingzhou, we will reach the capital soon."
After hearing the guard's report, King An was absent-minded: "Oh."
The guard didn't get a response, so he had to ask again: "There's still some time before dark, should we go a little further?"
King An waved his hand: "I can't run anymore, please rest first."
Seeing his listless look, the guard didn't dare to push him too hard, so he had to agree: "Yes. Then we'll have a rest tonight."
"Um."
Yang Shu saw that something was wrong with him, so he came over and asked, "What's wrong with you? We're almost arriving in the capital, aren't you happy?"
King An was full of worries and wanted to find someone to talk to. He just happened to come up to him. He looked around and took him to a quiet place to talk.
"When I return to Beijing now, I will establish a throne immediately, right?"
Yang Shu nodded: "It should be."
The emperor is dying, and the most important thing is of course to establish a successor.
"I'm very scared." Wang An panicked, "What if this happens?"
"..." Yang Shu was almost amused by him, "Others are afraid of not being able to ascend to the throne, but you are afraid that you will succeed?"
"Oh, don't laugh!" King An pulled him, "I told you the truth before, I really don't want to be this emperor."
Yang Shu said: "Then what can I do? There is no one except you! There are two young emperor uncles below, but they are only over ten years old. No matter how they choose, the courtiers will choose you."
King An struggled for a while and asked him: "What about you? What are you going to do?"
Yang Shu knew what he was asking, but at this time, he couldn't answer it.
"I don't know. We can only talk about it after we return to Beijing first."
King An panicked: "Why don't you know it until now? The title of prince is certain, so you are a rebel!"
"Yes." Yang Shu smiled, "Actually, before I came here, someone told me that I would kill you and bring you down. In this case, I would have no obstacles. But..."
King An was moved: "Good nephew! I knew you had a conscience!"
"..." Yang Shu was speechless, "Hey! I have a conscience even if I don't kill you. Why are you so easily satisfied?"
Wang An took it for granted: "I am so easily satisfied!"
Yang Shu was too lazy to talk to him, so he could only say: "The soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it with the soil! You asked me to kill you, but I can't do it, what else can I do? Let's talk about it back to Beijing!"
King An thought about it over and over, but with his poor knowledge, he really couldn't think of a way and had to give up.
"Okay, okay, I don't want to die, so I just have to do it. Well, at worst, I'll give in. This is always okay, right?"
Yang Shu thought to himself, how could it be that easy? To get on that throne, even if he didn't want to sit down, others would ask him to sit down.
…
When Yang Shu came back, Mingwei asked him: "What did King An tell you?"
"It is said that he was panicked, fearing that he would really succeed to the throne."
Mingwei couldn't help but laugh: "He is really interesting. Others dream of wanting that position, but he is lucky. He is still scared when it is presented to him."
"It's not the same as last time." Yang Shu shook his head and took a sip of water.
After thinking about it, he asked Mingwei again: "Do you know what Mr. Fu arranged? I told him not to endanger Prince An's life."
"I don't know." Mingwei advised him, "If you don't have the heart to attack Prince An, it's best not to know."
Yang Shu was right when he thought about it. He made one request to the left and another to the right, and it was already difficult for Fu Jin to handle it. What if he knew about it and couldn't help but make demands? He was working hard for him, but he still had to do it.
It’s difficult enough to toss around.
So he went to bed and simply didn't think about it anymore.
Sleeping until midnight, the campground became noisy.
Yang Shu got up and was surprised: "Is there an assassin?"
"It seems so."
Yang Shu wanted to help.
Unexpectedly, King An's guards stopped him.
"I have already made arrangements. His Royal Highness the King of Yue should not take risks. You have few people with you, and it will be bad if something happens."
Yang Shu wanted to say something, but Ah Xuan pulled him back.
"Can't you see? People can't trust us. Forget it, Your Highness, please don't get involved."
Yang Shu was dejected and had no choice but to look back.
Beside the fire, Duofu changed the charcoal in the hand stove and handed it to Mingwei.
"Miss, warm your hands."
Ming smiled and said: "They say my illness is cured, but you still don't believe it. My hands are very warm and not cold at all."
Yang Shu sat down and listened intently to the sound of fighting coming from over there.
Ning Xiu said: "Don't worry, Xuanfei is over there!"
Yang Shu was not comforted at all, but Mingwei saw what was on his mind and asked in a low voice: "Are you worried that this was arranged by Mr. Fu?"
Yang Shu nodded thoughtfully.
"Don't worry, you have told him not to hurt Prince An's life. Mr. Fu has a sense of discretion."
Until now, he could only comfort himself in this way.
A group of people huddled in the corner, surrounding the fire.
The sound of fighting in the main camp continued for a long time. Finally, Yang Shu felt that something was wrong and asked: "Why haven't you retreated for so long? Is there something wrong?"
Ah Xuan said: "I'll go ask."
However, the guard only glanced over indifferently and repeated: "I have already made arrangements and will never put His Highness Prince An in danger."
When Ah Xuan asked again, he ignored him.
He had no choice but to come back and report.
Yang Shu was angry: "What kind of attitude! They haven't been able to repel the assassins for so long. It's obvious that they don't have enough fighting power! We don't need our help. No, I'll say it myself!"
Before he could get up, he was pulled by Mingwei.
"You think it's abnormal, but you still haven't realized something is wrong?"
Yang Shu was startled for a moment and suddenly understood.
"You mean..."
"Maybe there is no such thing as an assassin." Ning Xiu said, "No one touched the formation I laid out before."
Yang Shu's face didn't look good. After a while, he said, "You're trying to guard against me."
"After all, there are many people from the emperor among Prince An's bodyguards." Mingwei said softly, "They have long been dissatisfied with you being so close to Prince An."
Yang Shu slapped the ground angrily.
Ning Xiu looked at him sideways and said, "What do you have to be aggrieved about? Is it unreasonable for them to be on guard? Originally, you were deliberately trying to pry into someone else's corner. Don't think that because King An is happy with it, you will be righteous."
"..." Yang Shu said, "Senior brother, where are you from?"
"Everyone on either side must be reasonable."
Well, Yang Shu can only admit defeat.
By daybreak, the sound of fighting finally stopped.
Ah Xuan went over to ask again, and the guard replied: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness King Yue. The situation was urgent last night, and we have sent His Highness Prince An away. Now that the assassin has retreated, it doesn't matter."
Well, it was confirmed that their guess was correct.
There were no assassins at all, but a show performed by these guards.
Mingwei said privately: "It's better if they send King An away secretly, so that you don't have to take the blame if something goes wrong." (To be continued)