Zhan Changshi saw his doubts and concerns. At this moment, there was nothing he could not say. He gestured to Prince Fenyang and smiled mysteriously: "Prince, we are all smart people. You have never been willing to be just an idle prince and manage these trivial matters of the royal family, right?"
If there is a princess who is bullied by her husband, a county lady who is unfilial, or when a queen is promoted to a higher position, he can be the envoy to confer titles on her.
It is indeed a good and leisurely job, but Prince Fenyang doesn't like it.
He also fought on the battlefield and rode a horse in his youth. Why should he live an unknown and mediocre life
King Fenyang was not angry when his thoughts were seen through. He said frankly, "Stop talking nonsense. Just tell me what you are going to do."
They were already in the same boat, could there be any room for him to regret
Zhan Changshi stroked his beard and smiled.
Unlike their leisurely and calm demeanor, many people were worried about Tie Cong's affairs. Not to mention Tie Cong's family, they wished they didn't exist. Even his good friends and colleagues avoided him, and everyone was in danger in a short period of time.
The Jinyiwei who were in charge of arresting people were a little exhausted - there were too many people to arrest. Tie Cong himself was beaten to death on the spot by the Jinyiwei, but a lot of letters between Tie Cong and others were found in his study. They all needed to be strictly checked, and there was no telling how many people were involved.
Even Chen Dong, who was used to such scenes, couldn't help but complain privately to Song Heng, who was recuperating at home: "How many people died or were injured this time because of that nerd? I'm afraid the matter is far more complicated than this..."
Song Heng's injuries had actually healed long ago, but since there was no decree from the palace for him to resume his duties, he had been staying at home, claiming that he was recuperating.
He has been waiting ever since Princess Zhuang got into trouble.
Like Su Yao and the others, he never believed that King Zhuang would be willing to give up this great opportunity.
Now that Tie Cong's incident had happened, he glanced coldly at a white-headed parrot hanging under the eaves, stretched out his hand to take the long-handled spoon from Chen Dong's hand, fed the parrot a bite of food, and listened to the parrot happily saying congratulations and prosperity. He couldn't help but reveal a playful smile on his face, and then turned to Chen Dong and asked him: "Besides this, is there any other movement?"
If they really wanted to use this pregnancy to plot against the Su and He families, there should have been some signs revealed.
What does it mean that Tiecong has appeared like this
Chen Dong was slightly stunned, and after a moment he realized what Song Heng meant. After thinking for a while, he shook his head affirmatively: "Sir, the most exciting thing in the court right now is this case. Apart from this, there is nothing else."
Song Heng paused and raised his chin: "What about Madam Shen?"
Since Princess Zhuang's fetus could not be saved, she must see Doctor Shen, right
"Speaking of this, you asked me to inquire last time, and I was just about to reply to you." Chen Dong looked a little confused: "I heard that Doctor Shen stayed in the mansion to help the princess continue to recuperate."
Recuperation? Song Heng sneered silently, but Prince Zhuang did not take any action. Since he told the public that he was helping Princess Zhuang recuperate, the reason was reasonable and no one could find fault with it.
Is there any connection between Doctor Shen's continued stay in Prince Zhuang's mansion and Tie Cong's current accident
If there is a connection, where is it
After all, Tie Cong was targeting Emperor Yuan Feng, but at the same time, Tie Cong himself was also known for not caring about his own life. Now Tie Cong is dead...
He suddenly felt a little bad.
It's really not a pleasant feeling to know there is a pit ahead but not know where it is.
He exhaled slowly and asked Chen Dong: "Lai Weiqi still refuses to say more?"
Lai Weiqi was really too greedy. He worked very hard at the beginning, but after he brought down the Xu family, he suddenly became tight-lipped and refused to reveal more information.
They tried many ways to pry open his mouth, but Lai Weiqi remained stubborn.
If Lai Weiqi could give me some useful information...
He rubbed his brows, handed the spoon back to the waiter, and told Chen Dong: "Keep a close eye on it. There is also the Zhuang Palace. There must be some useful information sent out, right?"
He just didn't believe that King Zhuang could really make it impenetrable.
Chen Dong agreed and said solemnly, "I will sort out the information and send it to you when I get back."
Song Heng nodded, waited for Chen Dong to leave, thought for a moment, then turned and went to Song Che's yard.
Song Che was talking to Chen Haohui. When he saw Song Heng coming, he smiled and waved at him: "Coincidentally, Song Heng is here. You can talk to him."
Song Heng turned his head to look at Chen Haohui, smiled and called him "Uncle".
Chen Haohui is Song Che's adopted son, and he and Song Xiangyu are brothers. Since he is a few years older than Song Xiangyu, he has always called Chen Haohui uncle, and the two families often visit each other.
Chen Haohui smiled broadly, looking at Song Heng kindly and said, "I just want to ask you to do something. My grandson was born two days ago and will have his third birthday tomorrow. I asked a Taoist priest to calculate and found out that this child is doomed to be cursed by villains. He must be held by someone born in the year of the tiger to ensure a smooth future..."
Song Heng was born in the year of the tiger.
The two families have always been close, and this is Chen Haohui's eldest grandson, which means a lot to Chen Haohui. It's just helping to hold the child into the bathtub during the third day of the third month. It's really not a big deal. Song Heng didn't hesitate and nodded and agreed: "But the red envelope can't be less."
"Of course! You are indispensable." Chen Haohui couldn't help laughing, and stood up to say goodbye: "Then godfather, I will take my leave. I hope you will come tomorrow and have a drink with me."
He has been with Song Che for many years, and has been through life and death together. Song Che nodded, and then sighed: "You don't have to tell me to go. I have another great-grandson. Time is not forgiving."
Chen Haohui hurriedly flattered him earnestly: "What are you talking about? Where in the world can I find a great-grandfather as healthy as you?"
After chatting and laughing for a while, Chen Haohui said goodbye and left.
Song Che then stopped smiling and looked at Song Heng: "Are you here for Tie Cong's matter?"
His grandfather was very smart, so Song Heng nodded obediently: "What's going on? I don't know what the king is up to."
Song Che's eyes froze for a moment. He pointed at the chair and asked Song Heng to sit down. After thinking for a while, he rubbed his temples, smiled bitterly and looked at Song Heng: "Ah Heng, there is something I may not have told you. This Tie Cong, maybe you think he has nothing to do with you..."
Before he finished speaking, Butler Luo suddenly ran in breathlessly and said to Song Heng: "Master, someone is outside... looking for you."