"When Yan Li and Rong Chang'an are killed, we have plenty of time to make love to each other. You go to draw up a fake imperial decree now, and tomorrow, call a reliable eunuch to deliver the imperial decree."
Qiu Quan was not very familiar with eunuchs: "Who should I call?"
Ziyan thought of Eunuch Fan who was beside Yan Li: "Go and draw up the imperial decree, and by the way, help me invite Eunuch Fan to come to Fengwu Palace, and say that I have something to look for him."
Qiu Quan left Fengwu Palace, looking for a Hanlin scholar with good calligraphy and literary talent, threatened and lured him, and asked him to help draw up a fake imperial decree.
Then, Qiu Quan took advantage of Eunuch Fan's absence from Yan Li's side and invited him to Fengwu Palace. According to Ziyan's order, Eunuch Fan had no choice but to go.
"Grand Concubine, did you come here for something?" Eunuch Fan looked flustered, "If the emperor knows that I am coming to the palace, he will definitely cut off my head!"
Ziyan smiled openly, asked Eunuch Fan to sit down, and poured a cup of tea.
"Elder-in-law, drink some tea, and I'll talk about it later."
Eunuch Fan refused to take Ziyan's teacup, and was very anxious: "Grand Concubine, if you have something to say, just say it! If the emperor summons me, it will be terrible. I have to serve the emperor!"
Ziyan's eyes flashed, and she smiled: "I have something here that can make you rich and honored for life, I wonder if you are willing to do it?"
Eunuch Fan narrowed his eyes: "What is it?"
Sitting next to him, Zi Yan seemed very close: "Tomorrow, can you take a leave of absence from the emperor and help me send something to Rong Chang'an?"
Eunuch Fan asked suspiciously, "What for?"
Zi Yan grinned and showed her white teeth: "Send an imperial decree."
"Imperial decree!" Eunuch Fan jumped up suddenly, staring at Zi Yan. Avoiding Yan Li to send the imperial decree, isn't this a fake imperial decree? "You... what are you doing?"
Zi Yan comforted Eunuch Fan and asked him to sit down: "You also know that Rong Chang and I are in the same situation, incompatible with each other, either she dies or I die. So, I designed a trap for her to slip into it. If you fall into this trick of mine, she will definitely die, and when she dies, I will be the queen, and if I become a queen, your benefits will naturally be indispensable."
It's not so easy to allow Changan to die! Eunuch Fan's face was tangled into a piece of old bark. It's too risky to agree to Ziyan; it's too risky to agree to Ziyan, if Ziyan becomes ruthless, it can kill him.
"What plan?"
Zi Yan leaned over and whispered his plan into his ear, but he didn't mention killing Yan Li and plotting to usurp the throne, but only emphasized that Chang'an should bring troops back to the palace.
"Will this strategy work?" Eunuch Fan's slender eyes shone suspiciously.
Ziyan's eyes danced with pride: "It won't work, I don't dare to think that way anymore! Father-in-law, we are in the same boat now, we are both prosperous and we are both in trouble, we have to help each other and help each other. With my Ziyan mother If you are in the world, you, Mr. Fan, will have the power for the rest of your life."
After a long silence, Eunuch Fan finally agreed in a low voice: "I can help the noble concubine, but after the noble concubine becomes a queen, don't forget your promise to me today."
"Of course not, father-in-law don't worry."
Eunuch Fan gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind: "I usually look after the minister's study room. When the emperor is away, I will sneak in with fake imperial edicts and engrave them with jade seals."
Ziyan bent her knees and made a big gift to Eunuch Fan, acting very delicate and pitiful: "The future of the little girl depends entirely on Eunuch Fan!"
Eunuch Fan waved his palms: "There is nothing else, I'm leaving first. If the emperor finds out that I'm not here, he will definitely become suspicious."
As soon as Eunuch Fan left, Ziyan spread out Xue Tao's manuscript, opened his frozen hands, and wrote in elegant handwriting: "At dusk the day after tomorrow, I will set fire inside, and the king will come to meet him outside. The prosperous dynasty will fight here!"
The pigeon flew away from the palace wearing a letter carrying purple smoke.
…
The tile bridge is closed, covered with ice and snow. In the bitter air, the geese hit the air with a desolate voice. In the chilling background, two fast horses galloped through the poplar grove, with Rong Changan at the head, followed by Lin Hai.
Rong Changan was twiddling the sparrow bow in his hand, bent the bow and set the arrow, aiming precisely, with a whoosh sound, only heard a squeak in the wind and snow, Lin Hai shouted happily:
"Queen Rong is good at archery!"
"Hoo!"
Rong Changan reined in the horse, and in a clump of grass half-buried by snow, there lay a gray rabbit, and an arrow with feathers pierced its throat.
"Shoot a rabbit, no fuss."
Jumping off the horse, seeing the bloody rabbit, staining the snow red, Rong Chang'an felt a little regretful.
"This rabbit was looking for food in the forest, but I shot it to death with an arrow. What a pity!"
Lin Hai also jumped off the horse, intending to pick up the rabbit.
"Don't touch it!" Rong Changan suddenly stopped Lin Hai.
Lin Hai looked at her: "What's wrong? Wouldn't it be good to take it back and eat rabbit meat?"
"Let it go!" Rong Chang'an said with sadness in his eyes, "Its family members pass by, and they can still see it for the last time. It is also a creation of the creator, why should you kill me, I will kill you!"
Lin Hai's eyes showed a strange look: "It's normal to kill each other in the world. For example, we and Pan Meichen's rebels are also killing each other now, but one side is righteous and the other side is evil."
Rong Changan smiled: "But why did the rabbit provoke us?"
Lin Hai also laughed: "The rabbit didn't provoke us, but if there were no rabbits, cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, what would we eat! Not everyone is a monk."
Rong Changan sighed softly: "Maybe you are right, I am too sensitive and sentimental today."
Lin Hai cared and said: "Empress Rong has been racking her brains about Pan Meichen's affairs these days. She is tired and sensitive. Go back to the camp and rest well, and you will be fine."
"I hope! If Pan Meichen doesn't die, I won't sleep in peace." Rong Changan climbed on his horse, "That's the end of today's hunting, let's go back to the camp!"
"Decree!"
Lin Hai also got on the horse.
In the air, there was only the sound of gurgling, and a gray-white pigeon perched on a tall poplar tree, turning its small head and cooing.
Rong Changan pointed to the tree: "Lin Hai, what do you think is that?"
Lin Hai looked up, disapproving: "Isn't it just a pigeon? There's nothing to make a fuss about."
Rong Changan's expression was serious: "It's not an ordinary pigeon!"
She took out a feather arrow from the fish skin quiver, broke the arrowhead with a click, leaving only a wooden stick on the bowstring, and aimed at the pigeon. The pigeon also seemed to see Rong Changan aiming at it, fluttered its wings, and flew towards Waqiaoguan.
It is even more unusual to go to Waqiaoguan.
With a whizzing sound, the arrow went like a shooting star, and the pigeon was hit on the back, and fell down, falling into the snow.
Lin Hai jumped off the horse, walked over to have a look, and saw a small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's thigh, kicking and kicking the pigeon's little feet, it was still alive.
"This is a carrier pigeon, take off the small bamboo tube on its leg!" Rong Changan said.
Lin Hai untied the bamboo tube and handed it to Rong Chang'an.