Xiao Yanjun took Si Nan out of the Jade Palace, and on the way out of the palace, the eunuchs whispered in his ears, and the palace maids Yingying Yanyan looked at him with sincere admiration, and they kept praising him.
"My lord, you stole the show in the palace today." Seeing Xiao Yanjun's expression of enjoyment, Si Nan flattered him at the right moment.
"It's a pity that my seventh brother was ill today and couldn't go to court." Xiao Yanjun showed a little regret on his face.
"That's not just pretending to be sick. In fact, I don't dare to face the brilliance of the prince today." Although Si Nan's words were flattering, they were also true.
The wind in the palace was blowing in one direction towards Xiao Yanjun. From the civil and military officials to the palace maids and eunuchs, they all respected His Highness King Yu.
"Is it just today?" Xiao Yanjun smiled, then suddenly stopped his smile and raised his eyebrows.
"Today is just the beginning, and the future will be even more glorious. Now that His Highness the Seventh Prince doesn't even dare to go to court, who else can compete with you." Si Nan realized that he had made a mistake and quickly made up for it.
Xiao Yanjun's frozen smile relaxed, and then bloomed brighter. But when he heard Si Nan's last words, his handsome brows furrowed, and he looked sideways at him and asked: "Second brother, isn't it?" , are you coming back soon?"
Si Nan knew that Xiao Yanjun had always been a little taboo about Xiao Mubai, so he carefully considered his words to reply: "Yes, the information found should be about the same distance as the fifth prince. Even if His Highness King Mo comes back, what can he do if the deal is already done?"
Xiao Yanjun accidentally touched his cheek, and now there was no trace of redness or swelling on his face.
There was a fierce glint in his eyes. Ever since Concubine Qi slapped him twice, he and Xiao Mubai had no room for maneuver.
When I came back, I packed them all up.
"Create a good momentum for the fifth prince. If he comes to the city at the same time, don't be outdone by the second brother." Xiao Yanjun ordered in a deep voice.
Si Nan said yes, and while he was talking, the two of them had already walked out of the palace gate. As they walked out, they were startled by the magnificent scene in front of them.
I saw people lined up on both sides of the street outside the palace gate. When they saw Xiao Yanjun coming out, they all looked excited and praised him profusely. He urged the emperor to exile the young marquis for three thousand miles to the fat and cold land. In the mountains, people expressed their great joy.
Some people in the crowd even said that only His Royal Highness King Yu can succeed the throne and the people will win.
The atmosphere was pushed to another peak for a while, and voices of support came and went.
Xiao Yanjun smiled and waved to them. He was so greedy for the beauty of the moment that he was not even willing to get on the carriage and go back home, walking all the way.
For such a grand occasion, except for the return of General Zhao’s squadron half a year ago, who else in the Xiao Kingdom has enjoyed this honor.
Xiao Yanjun was extremely intoxicated at this time, this was his Xiao country, these were his people!
"You did a good job on this job." Xiao Yanjun praised Si Nan in a low voice while waving.
Si Nan was really shocked as he followed him. Hearing his praise, his face was startled: "This... is all the prince's own charm. His subordinates... did nothing."
Xiao Yanjun glanced sideways at him, the look of approval in his eyes became even more profound. That glance became more meaningful, and then he smiled knowingly: "It's time for you to advance in rank. I'll discuss it with my mother and concubine later."
Si Nan quickly saluted and thanked him. Although he knew in his heart that Xiao Yanjun had misunderstood, the temptation of being promoted to an official position was too great after all. Now that the prince's reputation was at its peak, he mistakenly thought that he had incited the love of the people.
So why not just be greedy for this credit...
Xiao Yanjun, surrounded by the people, returned to the palace with great momentum. It was not until his figure disappeared into the gate of the palace that Jiewu, who was hidden in the crowd, quietly retreated and returned to Wentian Pavilion to report to Bingwen.
When Jiewu returned, Bingwen was standing in front of the window looking at the white snow outside. He was thinking about whether it would be cold in early summer, whether he had eaten well, and whether he could sleep in that cage...
"Young Master, I have completed everything you asked me to do. Prince Yu has returned to the palace." Jie Wu reported the situation to his back.
"Is there enough manpower at the gate of the palace?" Bingwen lowered his eyelids and his voice was a little dull.
"Sang Yi gathered all the scattered people in the capital over there. If Prince Yu comes out of the palace, it will be enough to cause a noise and create momentum." Although Jiewu didn't understand the purpose of Bingwen's move, he did his best to do things.
"What's going on at the gates of the Marquis's Mansion and General Zhao's Mansion?" Bingwen asked, still facing the window, silent for a while.
"After last night in General Zhao's Mansion, no one dared to stir up trouble. As for the Hou Mansion, the news that the Marquis was seriously ill spread, and the crowd slowly dispersed." Jie Wu reported back one by one.
"You stay here and come back to me if you have any news." Bingwen turned around and ordered.
Seeing that he was about to go out, Jiewu took the big cloak on the shelf and put it on him. He couldn't help but persuade him: "Master, you haven't slept all night, so dress carefully."
Bingwen heard the concern in his mouth and nodded slightly: "I know what's going on. I'll go to the Marquis Mansion to take a look and then go back to rest."
Jiewu bowed and sent him downstairs.
Bingwen walked alone in the snow, walking very vigilantly. He looked behind him from time to time to see if anyone was following him. He walked all the way around the back wall of the Hou Mansion and called out: "Bian Hao."
Bian Hao came down and bowed. Before he could ask, Bingwen already said, "Take me into the house."
Bian Hao looked startled, but then he realized that he didn't want to go in through the main entrance. Seeing that he took a careful detour all the way, he didn't want people to know that he had been to the Hou Mansion.
Bian Hao stood up and walked forward, took his shoulders and jumped up, leading him into the backyard of the Hou Mansion.
When the two fell down, they were instantly surrounded by dozens of guards. Bian Hao's veins jumped on his forehead. Just when he was about to speak, Bingwen took out the Marquis's token from his arms, and everyone saluted and stepped aside.
Bingwen waved to Bian Hao, and Bian Hao understood and retreated together.
He raised his head and looked around. There were people guarding every corner. The outside of the Hou Mansion looked desolate, but the defense inside was extremely strict.
"What are your orders, Master?" One of the guards walked out and saluted him and asked.
"Take me to see the Marquis." Bingwen put away the token and ordered him.
He had only been to the Hou Mansion once, on the night of the 30th last year, when Su Qianan took him into the house for New Year's Eve dinner.
Therefore, although he knew that the Marquis lived in Hengwuyuan, he did not know the specific route.
The guard did not hesitate after receiving the order, turned around, bowed to him, and then led the way.
Bingwen followed him and asked, "How is the Marquis' health?"
The guard pursed his lips and replied vaguely: "Young Master, you will know if you go and take a look."
Bingwen said no more and followed him to Hengwuyuan.
The guard bowed and left. Bingwen opened the door of Hengwu Courtyard and walked in gently.
(End of chapter)