Han Bo carefully escorted Wei An into the post house, and heaved a sigh of relief after handing over the pass. He turned around and whispered to Wei An, who was wearing a veiled hat, "Princess, it's a good thing I listened to you. Our travel schedule has been disrupted, and those people should not be able to figure out our whereabouts. Now we have entered Shanxi and will soon leave Shanxi. I think we will be safe after passing here."
They were very nervous all the way, thinking that they would really encounter a malicious assassination, but the fact was that there was no disturbance at all, so much so that even Han Bo, who had been on edge, relaxed his vigilance a little and began to breathe a sigh of relief.
No matter what, no one wants to encounter real danger. After all, no matter how well prepared you are, there may be things that you cannot take into account. Who would be willing to take risks if they can be safe
Wei An shook his head. Seeing the postmaster coming over enthusiastically, he raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice, "Not necessarily. Before we step into the capital and meet Shen Chen, we are not safe. Maybe we may even die outside the capital. Let's cheer up."
Han Bo couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body after hearing what he said. He hurriedly responded. When he saw the postmaster coming to pay his respects, he shook his head and coughed, saying that he was not feeling well and wanted to go in and rest with the princess.
The postmaster was very sensible. He smiled and said a lot of flattering words, then sighed and said, "It's a pity that the prince is ill, otherwise..." He shook his head and said, "My family used to be relatives of the Minister of Rites in Nanjing. I have met the prince several times. I originally wanted to invite the prince to my house for a chat..."
Nanjing Minister of Rites? That was a thousand miles away. Han Bo followed Shen Chen closely and didn't know the relatives of these people. He was not sure whether Shen Chen really had any contact with them, so he was a little hesitant.
Wei An laughed: "Now that you have just heard the sad news of the late emperor's death, Your Majesty is already ill and very tired and haggard. I'm afraid he may not be able to think about these things. Relatives have not been in touch for too long and have become estranged. Please don't be offended."
When you are out, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. No matter how high-ranking an official is, it is better to keep a low profile. Wei An still has this common sense.
Han Bo then coughed violently a few times, as if to confirm that what Wei An said was true.
The postmaster shook his head and sighed with some regret: "Yes, His Majesty treats you like his own son. Now that you have heard such news, you are naturally upset... Now we won't delay your rest. The room has been tidied up. Please rest early, Your Majesty and Princess."
Wei An agreed to Han Bo and led a large group of people to the back.
They were many people, but the posthouse was also large. There were many guards among them who had to stay up all night, so they could stay. The postmaster was busy and settled everyone, and then he left. After the food was delivered, he found a free time and saw that no one was following him. Then he moved quickly into a dark courtyard. The person he was facing was Uncle Xu. When he saw Uncle Xu, he bowed and saluted, and then smiled at Uncle Xu and said, "Shen Chen is not here."
Uncle Xu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect him to be so sure. He frowned and asked him, "Are you so sure? How did you know?"
"I have already tried to test him. His figure and voice are similar to Shen Chen, but he has no opinion..." Yi Cheng put away his previous enthusiasm and flattery, revealing the shrewdness of a fox: "I used words to test him, saying that I am a relative of the Nanjing Minister of Rites, and I have known Shen Chen before, and invited Shen Chen to visit my home... He actually couldn't remember knowing me. It was Wei An's answer... What kind of person is Shen Chen? Others don't know, but don't we know it?"
Uncle Xu couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Since Shen Chen is not here, it will be easier to deal with. No matter how capable a woman is, she can't beat four hands with two fists... Seize the opportunity and don't delay."
On the other side, Han Bo broke out in a cold sweat as soon as he entered the house: "I was scared to death. If you hadn't been so smart just now, I would have been exposed. It's amazing that I could meet an acquaintance in such a remote place..."
Wei An didn't smile at all. Instead, he opened the window and looked outside coldly. Then he turned his head to stare at him and Qingfeng and asked, "Do you believe it?"
Qingfeng and Hanbo looked at each other and frowned.
"Is it really such a coincidence that someone familiar with Shen Chen came to visit you right after you arrived in Shanxi?" Wei An couldn't help but sneer, "I'm afraid he's not an acquaintance, let alone a relative. He just came to get information and confirm whether you are a fake."
Han Bo couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his eyes widened in confusion.
Lian Qingfeng also felt terrified: "Yes, and just now, I'm afraid it has been exposed..." Shen Chen has a photographic memory and will definitely not make a mistake in remembering or even missing someone. However, Han Bo hesitated just now and asked Wei An to help him take over the conversation.
"The secret has been exposed, so someone should take action tonight. Be smart and tell the guards outside to be on high alert tonight." Wei An looked unhappy. He sat upright and ordered Su Ping and Wen Xiu to help her tidy up her clothes.
Han Bo felt his steps become heavier, and asked Wei An: "But, if they didn't kill us, we are in Shanxi now..."
I’m afraid that the defender of Datong won’t arrive so soon.
Wei An raised his eyebrows and shook his head, his voice calm and confident: "Don't be nervous. The people we are with now are all elite soldiers under Shen Chen. It will be no problem for us to fight ten with one. If they can't kill them with one blow, things will get out of hand. If things get out of hand, the governor can't really sit back and do nothing. He will intervene openly. So, as long as we survive tonight, we can delay until the Datong garrison comes over. Don't worry, let's get through tonight first."
Han Bo hummed heavily, and then looked at Wen Xiu and Su Ping and told them worriedly: "You must protect the princess well and follow her closely!"
Wenxiu and Suping are both skilled in martial arts and are much better than ordinary maids. When they heard this, they agreed solemnly.
At this moment, a scream came from somewhere, followed by shouts like a wave. Han Bo calmed down, turned around, opened the door and went out. After a while, he came back and said with a sullen face: "Princess! There's a fire!"
Sure enough, something bad is going to happen!
Wei An raised his eyebrows and remained motionless: "Warn the guards not to panic and not to move."
Han Bo was about to agree when he heard the crying and shouting getting more urgent. Soon, the postmaster came running in crying and asking to see Wei An. (To be continued)