Mingwei said: "It's only right if someone sees it, right? Otherwise, if the fish doesn't bite the hook, who will we feed it to?"
Yang Shu tilted his head and thought: "That makes sense!"
"Master!" Ah Xuan shouted from above, and then threw down the umbrella.
Mingwei frowned and looked at the umbrella: "Why do I think this umbrella has a mystery?"
Yang Shu smiled inexplicably but did not answer.
…
In Baoling Temple, a Buddhist drama is being performed.
Many monks put on costumes and performed little Buddhist stories on the tall stage using unskilled skills.
Prince Qidong and many Dongning officials were sitting in the palace, smiling and watching the play.
This is a rare situation where the prince and officials are on the same occasion. After all, Prince Qidong is a well-behaved person and rarely interacts with officials in private. He would only meet on such occasions when he is enjoying himself with the people.
Jiang Wenfeng was also present, smiling.
It was not easy to drink alcohol in the temple, so Dongning officials came one by one to offer tea.
Jiang Wenfeng did not reject anyone who came.
He has already said that there is no need to hold a banquet when leaving, so today's visit to Baoling Temple is equivalent to a farewell.
The censor's chariots and horses are already packing their gear, and I believe they will set off in a few days.
This made Dongning officials very happy.
It was a relief to see this Buddha away.
These days, they have received a lot of scolding because of Jiang Wenfeng.
What kind of incompetence, incompetence, fear of power?
Bah! What a Jiang Qingtian, using their reputation as a stepping stone.
But it doesn't matter. Not many people become officials just for the fame. If you can send him away well, what does it matter if he is a tortoise for a month?
As soon as Jiang Wenfeng left, he continued to prosper.
The story of cutting meat to feed eagles was being played on the stage. Ji Ru, the abbot of Baoling Temple, was an eloquent person. He easily brought up the topic and started a discussion with Jiang Wenfeng. Magistrate Wu and other officials would interject a few words from time to time.
The atmosphere is quite harmonious.
At this time, a servant girl from the palace came over and saluted Prince Qidong: "Princess, please come over and speak to me."
Prince Qidong showed some helplessness, cupped his hands to Jiang Wenfeng and others, and said, "I have a fierce wife at home, it's funny."
All the officials smiled knowingly and sent Prince Qidong away.
Prince Qidong left the main hall and entered a Zen courtyard.
Waiting in the Zen courtyard is not the princess, but the fourth master of the Ming Dynasty.
In other words - Ming San.
The servants brought tea. Prince Qidong felt a little nauseous from drinking the tea just now. He couldn't help frowning and waved for them to leave.
"It's rare for you to come out," he said.
Ming San smiled and said: "I am already dead and cannot go out. For the sake of the prince's important affairs, I have to be careful."
Prince Qidong smiled and said: "This king will definitely remember these achievements and feelings. Although sir is no longer around, the heart of this fist is always with me."
Naturally, Ming San didn't venture out just to listen to the good words of Prince Qidong. He went straight to the point: "This trip was indeed a scam. The two of them seemed to have a private meeting, but in fact, the golden cicada escaped from its shell. Only the guards and maids were left on the side of Feixianshi.
I have disappeared."
Prince Qidong frowned.
"From the moment they set foot in Dongning, they have always been real and fake." Ming San said solemnly, "On the surface, they seem to be at odds, but they let us see traces, making it difficult for us to figure out the truth. Jiang Wenfeng is on the bright side.
Attracting our attention, the person who really holds the knife is Mr. Yang! It seems that Jiang Wenfeng is trying to gain fame, but in fact Mr. Yang is preparing a killing blow. Your Majesty, the situation is very critical now. If they find the thing
, then there is reason to take action against you."
Prince Qidong pondered: "That thing has nothing to do with me on the surface. Even if it is found, it can't be blamed on me, right?"
Ming San shook his head: "As long as that thing is in their hands, they will have reason to attack you. Besides, if it is lost, the prince's important affairs may not have a chance."
Prince Qidong walked back and forth in the room several times and asked him: "Are you sure they really found the clue?"
"There are two possibilities. One is that they don't know the inside story and are deliberately fishing. The other is that they have indeed found clues and are waiting for us to fall into the trap. But no matter which one, they are luring us into the bait."
"In that case, why should we comply with their wishes? Wouldn't it be better to just let them run away in vain?"
Ming San sighed: "Because we can't afford to take this risk, Your Majesty!"
He said: "This is not a fair contest in the first place. Even if they lose, they can only wait a few more years. But my lord, you cannot afford to lose. As long as there is even the slightest possibility that they will find something, it will be a good thing for you."
Disaster!"
Prince Qidong suddenly clenched the folding fan in his hand.
His father, King Qin, died nineteen years ago. At that time, he was still the son of King Qin and was a proud young man.
Who knew that he would become a prisoner overnight.
After months of suffering in prison, he was finally released, and the weather had changed.
His uncle the prince, his father King Qin, and his uncle King Jin all died, and his youngest uncle King Zhao became the new crown prince.
Later, he regained the title of county king.
Everyone said that the new emperor was kind and treated his brother and his descendants well.
Only he himself knows what he has been like these years.
When the news came that his cousin Prince Liuyang had rebelled and was executed, he had not slept well for several months.
So scared.
He didn't want to go through it again.
"Then what should we do?" Prince Qidong remembered the reason and couldn't help complaining again, "You know that thing is important, why don't you hide it?"
"It's my fault." Ming San lowered his head, "Back then, a spy had already targeted me, so I gave that thing to Ji and borrowed her hand to bring it back to Dongning. Over the years, she has been living in seclusion, and Chen
I thought it would be safest to leave it with her, but I didn’t want something like this to happen..."
Prince Qidong endured his unhappiness and comforted him: "I can't blame you. You have already gone to get things early, and even for this... Who would have thought that an idiot would suddenly change for the better and even collude with them?
?”
"So, I must make up for this mistake!" Ming San raised his head and said resolutely, "Your Majesty, we don't have much time. Let's take action immediately before we have time to stop it."
Prince Qidong frowned: "I believe you, but how are we going to take action? If we take action, wouldn't we also give them a reason?"
Ming San raised his still handsome and charming face and said sincerely: "When things are done, we can't hold back. They pretend to go on a tryst, then we will make mistakes so that they can't come back..."
Prince Qidong was shocked: "You want to kill someone?"
Ming San said: "Just in case, this is the only way."
Prince Qidong struck his palms with a fan: "But Jiang Wenfeng is here, I'm afraid he will see the flaw..."
Ming San sighed and pointed outside: "Have you heard of the legend of the Flying Immortal Stone?"
Prince Qidong nodded: "What?"
"I once read the county annals. The so-called immortals descended to earth are just rumors, but the theory of suppressing demons has its reasons..."