Not two days after Qi Yang went to the East Palace to meet the prince, he still went to the northern border with the newly appointed commander-in-chief of the imperial court.
In this regard, Qi Yang is very worried, afraid that he will repeat the mistakes of his previous life. But there were some things that she couldn't stop, so she could only tell the prince repeatedly before leaving, and even went to the emperor himself to ask for more Yulin guards to accompany him.
The emperor was not dissatisfied with the prince, and naturally he was very attentive. He did not need Qi Yang's advice to send a lot of guards. Compared with the level of focus when the third prince left the capital a few months ago, it made people suspect that the latter was not his own son.
"But I'm still a little worried." Qi Yang sat in front of Tao Ranju's window facing the lake with a cup of tea, and looked sideways at the lake where the autumn rain was falling outside: "You may not know that the previous emperor's brother had an accident in northern Xinjiang. At that time, there was no big battle, it was just a small conflict on the patrol road, and his guards failed to protect him, and he was shot through the knee with an arrow."
The accident of the prince in the previous life was too sudden, and it took only a few years from the loss of the leg to the sad death. The prince and the party, who were originally in a stable position, also fell apart in this short period of time. In the end, Qi Yang was isolated and helpless, and it was not without the death of the emperor.
All in all, Qi Yang doesn't want the prince to have an accident, whether it's from an emotional perspective or from an interest perspective.
Lu Qipei quietly listened to her telling about the ending of the prince in his previous life, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, and then he finally said: "The matter of the prince in the previous life is too coincidental. When the prince visits the border, the itinerary must be kept secret, and he must meet before the trip. Investigate clearly, where so coincidentally encountered an enemy attack, and was directly shot in the legs and feet by someone breaking through the guards."
Qi Yang retracted his gaze and fell on Lu Qipei, and nodded when he heard the words: "I don't think it's right, but because the emperor was injured at the time, the army was in chaos. Later, the emperor sent people to investigate, but nothing could be found."
The two of them are standing on the outside now, and they know in advance who is behind the scenes. Looking at the situation in the past life, there is a feeling of onlookers. Compared with the prince who was carefully raised by the emperor, although the third prince has the support of his mother's family and is quite powerful in the court, he is very powerful. It is Zhida Caishu who can't take the stage at all. As a future opponent, the latter is obviously much better than the former.
Lu Qipei's mood was a little heavy, and he looked at Qi Yang with two points of caution.
However, Qi Yang noticed the change in her expression, glanced at her, and said angrily, "Who are you showing such an expression to?"
Seeing her reaction, Lu Qipei knew that he did not express his anger. He relaxed for a while, and then a smile appeared on his face: "No, I was just afraid that you would be worried." After speaking, he added: "But now you and I are half standing. Outside of the chess game, since you can think of what the opponent wants, it may not be impossible to do something."
Qi Yang raised his eyebrows and waited for her to continue. In fact, if she wasn't concerned about Lu Qipei's identity, it would be best for her to stab Xie Yuan's matter directly to the emperor's crown prince, so as not to be missed by others without knowing it and being unprepared.
Lu Qipei's slender fingers rubbed the teacup, and he really had no psychological burden to help Her Royal Highness to calculate "my own people": "The war in northern Xinjiang is too far away from us, so An Ning should not have been able to be placed in the army in such a short time. Manpower, so we can't participate in this matter. But Xie Yuan has been deployed for many years, and although he is thousands of miles away, there will be no shortage of news channels in Beijing... "
Qi Yang heard the song and knew the elegant meaning, and immediately said: "You mean to spread some fake news to him?"
Lu Qipei picked up the teacup and drank the tea without saying a word—far water could not quench his thirst, but Xie Yuan was undoubtedly a sensitive person. It's just that she and Qi Yang were reborn, and the changes they made had already changed a lot of layout for Xie Yuan in this life. What if there was a bigger change? What if the situation didn't go as he planned? So can this war, which is all about it, go on forever
Qi Yang's mind was no slower than Lu Qipei, and he had already started to think about countermeasures. At the same time, he muttered: "What news to send to Xie Yuan, we will discuss it later. As for how to spread the news quietly..."
Immediately, a name appeared in Qi Yang's mind, and she suddenly understood why Lu Qipei was quiet at the moment.
"Chunfanglou, is it really the property of the Lu family?!" Her Royal Highness, still holding the teacup, asked quietly.
"Cough cough cough cough..." A series of coughing sounds sounded, as if heartbreaking, but it sounded a bit fake.
Qin Lou Chu Hall, wine shop and tea house are all places where the three religions and nine streams converge, and the news spreads well. Especially in the brothel, in the face of the charming girls, the man in the gentle township can say anything.
Chunfanglou is the most famous brothel in the capital. The girls in the building are not only beautiful, but also have skills.
Calligraphy, painting, piano, chess, poetry, and hops, most of the literati and calligraphers are included in these seven things, and even if the girls in Chunfanglou are not all amazing, most of them are good at the same thing.
For the literati who likes arty style, the attraction of such a brothel is unquestionable. Many people don't even want to do anything, they just want to find an elegant place to drink and drink tea, and they also choose to go to Chunfang Building. From this point of view, when Lu Qipei was dragged to Chunfang Building, it didn't feel abrupt at all. Even other people will only feel elegant when they hear it.
On this day, it was the day when the oiran Qin Qing performed on the stage, and before it got dark, the Chunfang Building was already full.
A few guests came a little late, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw the liveliness of the hall, and suddenly stood at the door with some hesitation.
A young man frowned and complained: "I said that I should have come earlier. Every time Miss Qin Qing performs, there is always a hard-to-find seat in the Chunfang Building. We are here so late, where else is there?"
This made several people frown, but someone still stood up and smoothed the field: "You can't say it like this. In the past, we used to play together as a group, but this time, what would it be like to leave Sun Du alone? Everyone? It's a brother, it's one thing whether he comes or not, it's another thing whether we go to him or not."
Someone was impatient to listen to this nonsense, and immediately waved to the little girl who was guarding the door and asked, "Is there still room in your building?"
The little girl was thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a green skirt and two double buns. Her appearance can only be regarded as delicate, not as gorgeous as the girl in the upstairs, but her eyes are very smart. At this moment, his eyes swept across everyone, and he smiled: "The hall is full, but there are two private rooms upstairs, a few young masters, please come with me."
She led the way without even asking, apparently recognizing a few people who were either rich or expensive, and would not be unable to pay the money in the private room.
A few young masters really didn't take this little money to heart, and when they heard that there was still a private room, they were all happy to follow. However, some people still complained: "This private room is fine on weekdays. When you perform on stage, the private room is far away, and it is not as clear and lively as in the lobby."
Someone heard the words next to him and laughed: "It would be nice to have a seat, and we won't even have to enter the door later."
A few people joked, the atmosphere became much more relaxed, and then someone mentioned Sun Du before: "What the hell is going on with that boy Sun Du? Miss Qin Qing only performs on stage once a month. I'm still waiting, I won't be here now."
Hearing that, someone said, "I heard that he was banned. If he didn't practice his family's marksmanship well, he wouldn't be released."
Several people gasped after hearing this, and couldn't help but say, "No, that kid Sun Du has never been able to endure hardship, didn't his father give up on him long ago? Why is he in his twenties now, but he was taken back to practice the exercises again. ?!"
Sun Du's family was born in the army, and the reason why he was able to mix with this group of people was because he was coddled and could not bear hardships since he was a child. When he grew up, he didn't have to think about inheriting his father's business, but he couldn't stay at home, so he was thrown into the Imperial College by his father. It's a pity that in the end, the text is not perfect, and it is not easy to get along with a group of dandies, and now he is also a frequent visitor to this Qinlou Chu Pavilion.
His father didn't care about him when he was so old, and now he wants to detain him at home to practice martial arts. It's really strange.
A group of people were talking and couldn't figure out why. It was not until the little girl led them into the private room that there were no outsiders around, and then someone said mysteriously: "I heard that holding him to practice guns is just a cover, the Sun family just doesn't want him to come out."
Everyone was even more puzzled when they heard it, and asked, "What's going on here? Did Sun Du cause trouble again?"
The man laughed: "We are all in one place all day, where does he go to trouble?" After that, he became mysterious: "It's just that he has a big mouth and says everything, and the Sun family is afraid that he will say everything he shouldn't say. If he goes out, naturally he can only be locked up."
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but ask him, "How do you know so clearly?"
The man was triumphant, he opened the folding fan and shook it twice: "What do I not know? Sun Du never hides anything from me."
Everyone was a little speechless at his proud appearance, so someone pushed him and asked, "Since Sun Du told you everything, then tell me, what secrets does the Sun family have that he can't let him tell?"
The man shook the hand of the folding fan for a while, and his proud expression also subsided: "This, it's hard to say, I can't say it."
He didn't say that he didn't know, so everyone urged him to tell him not to cheat. In the end, he couldn't stand the urging of everyone, so the man still said, "We are all brothers. I'll tell you if I know it. Don't go out and talk about it."
Everyone was busy making promises, and then they heard a big news - General Sun secretly left Beijing, not to the northern battlefield, but to the northwest.
Going to the northwest now, or secretly going to the northwest without telling everyone, I don't know if it is to transfer troops or something
Although the few people present were dandy, they all came from officials, and they were all keenly aware of something, so they didn't dare to talk about this topic any more. They changed the subject and said two more words, only to realize that the little girl who had led the way had been standing in the corner and did not leave.
Several people were tense for a moment, and it was obvious that the little girl was standing far away, and they lowered their voices when they spoke before, thinking that the other party probably couldn't hear anything, so they relaxed. Someone asked, "Why haven't you left, little girl?"
The little girl blinked innocently: "The young masters only talked when they entered the door, and haven't ordered any food yet."
Everyone was dumbfounded, and then they randomly ordered the table wine and dishes and sent them out.