In the current situation in Daxia, the two princes are both people who should be careful. Either one may mutiny at any time and have to guard against it.
He has seen a third prince, and he has also been to Lingyan Pavilion, which is related to the tenth prince, and found that the water behind it is deeper than he imagined.
"Did you find anything in the Tai Li Division?" The eldest grandson asked with a solemn expression.
"There are no definite clues. Several principals are very tight-lipped, but the death of Yingcheng City Lord is not at the right time. It must be related to a certain prince or third prince." Ning Chen said solemnly.
"Who do you suspect?" Zhangsun asked with narrowed eyes.
"Ten Princes"
Ning Chen replied sternly, this is the situation that can be seen now, Xiyu Gong supports the tenth prince, and the former chief of the Taili Division is also a member of the tenth prince's side, Xia Mingri's suspicion is difficult to clear.
The eldest grandson frowned and said, "Be careful, the third prince and the tenth prince should continue to win over you, don't let go easily"
"Don't worry, madam, I know what to do," Ning Chen calmly said.
The eldest grandson nodded. After feeling that he had nothing to ask, he took out a golden carved dragon token from his arms and threw it on the bed, and explained, "This is the military symbol of the Dragon Guard Camp. ,You decide"
Ning Chen was slightly shocked, looking at the token on the bed, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
The Imperial City's forbidden army is different from other armies. Even if he is Marquis Wu, he cannot be easily mobilized. Marquis Wu's privilege of 100,000 troops has never included the most elite 330,000 forbidden troops.
When the eldest grandson gave him the military talisman of Longweiying, it was equivalent to entrusting his life and wealth to him, because more than 90% of the imperial guards on duty in the palace were soldiers of Longweiying.
"Bengong has only the Longwei battalion now, and the other three battalions are in Ziyi's hands. If you have anything to do with Ziyi, you should discuss it with Ziyi. After all, this palace is a female class, and it is impossible to hold the military power for a long time. I will leave it to you. I can rest assured."
Changsun said calmly, although his voice was soft, it gave Ning Chen an unparalleled heavy pressure.
"Niangniang, aren't you afraid of my rebellion?" Ning Chen said with a wry smile.
"Bengong is still alive, you don't have the courage," the eldest grandson replied lightly.
"… "
Ning Chen was helpless, well, he really didn't have the guts, no matter whether the eldest grandson had military power or not, it was the same.
"Since you've been involved, don't hold back. If something happens, Ben Gong is in his pocket. As long as Ben Gong is still alive, no one in this imperial city will dare to touch you."
"Okay, Ben Gong is back, there are still a lot of things in the palace, I don't have time to stay here."
When the words fell, the eldest grandson got up and left. When he was about to leave the house, he paused and said calmly, "The cake is good, I have time to go back to the palace to teach Lime how to make it."
Qing Ning glanced at Ning Chen who was still kneeling on the bed, a complicated look flashed in her eyes, and she immediately followed.
The two left, walking so freely, leaving Ning Chen alone, unable to speak for a long time.
Mingyue sat at the table, quietly watching the bad guy think silently, and didn't dare to go up to disturb.
"Niangniang, the burden you put on him is too heavy." After leaving Zhiminghou's mansion, Qing Ning said with a worried expression on her face.
These rights may be an unattainable honor for others, but for Ning Chen, they are just a burden.
"I know what I have in mind," the eldest grandson sighed softly.
This is the most difficult time for Da Xia. These days, she has felt seriously powerless. Although Ziyi is trustworthy, she is too honest. Now, she can only trust Ning Chen.
She knew very well what kind of person Ning Chen was. She didn't have the confidence to keep him by her side forever.
All she can leave him is trust, not power.
In the northern Mongolia camp, Fan Lingyue sat in the tent in deep thought, silently thinking about the deployment of each step in the future.
Beimeng needs to cherish time. After all, this is the big summer. The longer the delay is, the better for the big summer.
No matter how smart and wise people are, it is impossible to predict everything like a god. What needs to be grasped most is not every detail, but the general situation.
The later Daxia's internal worries broke out, the more time Daxia had to take a breath. In other words, the situation in Northern Mongolia became more severe.
She needs to do something to make the decision makers in Daxia nervous.
"No worries," Fan Lingyue said.
"Z" Qingyou earned money, knelt down and saluted.
"Send someone to secretly contact the third prince of Daxia, and say that the military advisor wants to talk to him," Fan Lingyue ordered.
Qingyou was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "What if he refuses?"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter to us whether it is successful or not. You just need to send someone over there. If he refuses, he will continue to send someone to talk." Fan Lingyue instructed.
"Yes"
Qing Wuyou led the order to leave, with a bit of puzzlement in his heart, he still didn't understand what the military division's move meant.
Fan Lingyue got up, came to the front of the tent, and silently looked towards the direction of Daxia Imperial City. Today is Mingyue's birthday. How is she doing
"cough cough"
Feeling a sudden chest tightness, Fan Lingyue covered her mouth and coughed lightly, a little bit of blood spilled and dripped down her palm.
"Your body won't last long"
I don't know when, Mu Chengxue was walking in front of the handsome tent, dressed in white, her beautiful face was as calm and indifferent as before.
"No problem"
While speaking, a look of exhaustion flashed in Fan Lingyue's eyes, no matter what, she had to hold on, she had already hit here, and she couldn't fall short.
"That Ning Chen is very powerful, you have to be careful," Mu Chengxue reminded calmly.
"Heh" Fan Lingyue smiled tiredly, and after a while, slowly asked, "Mu Chengxue, I've always been curious about something, since you remember everything, why did you forget him alone?" Ning Chen chased after Jiancheng She had already known about the incident, and in this world, she seldom knew that the person who assassinated Emperor Xia was Mu Chengxue. Coincidentally, Ning Chen entered the palace at that time.
think.
Mu Chengxue's expression still didn't change, and he said lightly, "Of course you don't need to remember unimportant things, there's nothing to be curious about."
Hearing this, Fan Lingyue smiled slightly and stopped asking. What happened between them was not important to her. What was important was that now Mu Chengxue represented Jiancheng, and that was enough.
In this world, anyone can surrender to Daxia, only Jiancheng is impossible.
Therefore, she can still maintain her trust in Mu Chengxue and Jiancheng.
After the eldest grandson left, Ning Chen did not leave the mansion for two consecutive days. During this period, Su Feiyan sent someone to send an invitation, inviting him to attend Yin He's new oiran meeting three days later.
The Oiran Conference is held once a year, and it is very lively, not even worse than the Lantern Festival during the Lantern Festival.
After reading the invitation, Ning Chen threw it aside.
Mingyue took it over curiously, looked at it, and asked, "Where is this Lingyan Pavilion?"
"Brotherhood," Ning Chen answered honestly.
"Hey" Mingyue lengthened her voice deliberately, her face full of contempt, the bad guy is really bad, and he will receive this kind of invitation.
"What is the little girl thinking about? Didn't I tell you before that I stayed there for a while?" Ning Chen said angrily.
"You didn't say it was a brothel," Mingyue continued to despise.
"Didn't I say it?" Ning Chen asked in surprise.
"You didn't say" Mingyue nodded with certainty.
Ning Chen touched his nose, could it be that he really didn't say anything, he said too much, and he really couldn't recall it for a while.
"Are you ready to go?" Mingyue asked in a low voice.
"Do you want to go?" Ning Chen didn't answer, but instead asked.
Mingyue struggled for a moment, and finally curiosity overcame reason, and nodded, "Think!"
"Then go." Ning Chen chuckled lightly.
It is estimated that he did it when he took the children to visit the brothel. However, the selection of oiran is different from ordinary days, at least there are not so many messy things, and it is good to let Xiao Mingyue join in the fun.
Moreover, this oiran event came at such a good time, if he didn't go, he really failed the painstaking efforts of the people behind it.
The three days passed quickly, and before the third day was dark, Mingyue was anxious to go out.
Ning Chen grabbed Xiao Mingyue and carefully concealed the traces of the girl, and then led the latter out of the mansion with confidence.
"Do you know how the oiran chose?" Mingyue asked curiously as she walked.
"I don't know." Ning Chen shook his head and said, he really didn't know how the Hua Kui was chosen, but this thing should be similar to the beauty pageants of later generations, that is, put on a show, and then let a bunch of people vote.
"Why don't we buy an oiran and go home?" Mingyue's little face was full of anticipation.
"Why did you buy her, and if you can't work, if you buy it back, it's like a vase?" Ning Chen said with no interest.
Mingyue thought about it for a while, and yes, this oiran sounds very good, but it's really useless when you think about it.
The two walked and talked without saying a word, and finally, when the moon rose, they reached the bank of Yin He.
The bustling crowd in front of them really startled the two of them. The large and small flower boats stood still in the river. The largest flower boat in the middle was surrounded by many small flower boats. The lights were bright and it was extremely lively.
Because the space in the middle of the big flower boat is limited, except for some dignitaries who already have invitations, the rest of the people need to pass the test on the surrounding small flower boats to be eligible to board the big flower boat for the final selection of oiran.
"Mingyue, give me the invitation," Ning Chen said in front of a small flower boat.
It's great to have an invitation card, you don't have to queue or fight monsters to pass the customs, you can go directly to the last flower boat to eat and look good.
Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and then her face showed a touch of shame, and said embarrassedly, "Walk in a hurry, forgot to take it"
"… "
Ning Chen's eyes were black, and he almost fell down, how could this little ancestor forget such an important thing.
"Let let, let let"
A lot of people crowded into the flower boat behind them and went in to participate in the test.
Mingyue glanced at the crowd around her, and was a little apprehensive, she said cautiously, "How about we go back and get it?" Seeing that there was not much time and the Hua Kui Conference was about to start, Ning Chen was heartbroken and gritted his teeth, "No need, let's get through the barrier. In the past, isn't it just a few tests, just get through it!"