The servant ran into the room in a panic, but was tripped by the wine glasses that had not been put away yet, and fell flat on the spot.
Song Zhicheng was already in a bad mood, and seeing this, he became even more depressed. He glared at the servant fiercely and turned his head to the side.
"I know everything." Song Zhicheng said.
The servant stood up and looked at Song Zhicheng in surprise.
"Tan Hongbo and I have no contact on weekdays. How could he suddenly ask me to drink? There must be a reason. During the time when Wei Xun was away from his seat, he must have gone to rob the intelligence." Song Zhicheng snorted coldly, his tone was full of disdain.
“What should we do? If the intelligence is stolen, the Seventh Prince will know…” The servant didn’t dare to say anything more.
"The information is false." Song Zhicheng looked gloomy.
The servant breathed a sigh of relief.
If the intelligence was really stolen by Wei Xun along the way, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Master, you are very thoughtful." The servant knew that he was negligent, but fortunately Song Zhicheng had kept a hand in advance, so he saved the information. He hurriedly praised Song Zhicheng.
"There's nothing to be happy about." Song Zhicheng played with the cup in his hand. "Wei Xun and Tan Hongbo are obviously going to fight me openly this time. My real opponent in the court should be the crown prince. Don't you think it's strange that Wei Xun is going against me at this time?"
Song Zhicheng asked the boy a question that made him feel helpless. He thought about it for a while and felt more and more scared.
"You mean, the Seventh Prince has joined forces with the Crown Prince?"
"It's possible." Song Zhicheng was so angry that he tightly grasped the cup in his hand. With a crisp sound, the cup cracked.
Wei Xun and Tan Hongbo completed their mission, and they got up and left Zhuyanfang.
After the evening singer left, many guests followed her. The lobby was sparsely populated, with only a few scholars still enjoying themselves and chatting about academic views.
Seeing Wei Xun and Tan Hongbo were about to leave, the owner of Zhu Yanfang stepped forward to see them off.
"Mr. Tan, are you leaving now?" The shopkeeper started chatting with Tan Hongbo in a familiar manner.
"I've finished listening to the girls' songs. It's time to go." Tan Hongbo raised his head and laughed. "Next time there's a party with Miss Wanyin, please ask someone to go to the Taifu Mansion and tell me."
After talking to the shopkeeper, Tan Hongbo followed Wei Xun out of Zhuyanfang. The carriage was ready, and Tan Hongbo followed Wei Xun in without hesitation.
"The Grand Tutor's Mansion doesn't have a carriage?" Wei Xun glanced at Tan Hongbo coldly.
"My father doesn't allow me to go out and play. If I take the carriage in the mansion, he will definitely find me. Putting me under house arrest is a small matter, but the punishment of copying the family rules is what gives me the most headache." Tan Hongbo shook his head helplessly and rubbed his temples.
"You should also learn some rules." Wei Xun spoke rarely, but his words were very irritating.
"Hey, Wei Xun, this is where you're wrong. Who did I come to Zhuyanfang for today? It was for you. Because I was drinking with Song Zhicheng, I didn't even hear clearly what Miss Wanyin was playing the piano." Tan Hongbo pouted, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Wei Xun had nothing to say and simply ignored Tan Hongbo.
"But then again, how are you doing? Have you got it done? What on earth is Song Zhicheng doing behind the scenes? He actually allowed you to do it yourself."
Tan Hongbo suddenly realized that he had acted out a play with Wei Xun, and he knew nothing about it. If they were not a very close relationship, he would not help.
Wei Xun said nothing, took out a piece of paper from his waist and threw it at Tan Hongbo.
Tan Hongbo took it, opened it and read it carefully.
"What?!" Tan Hongbo was shocked after reading it. "They want to harm the prince?"
After that, Tan Hongbo leaned over and looked out the window. Fortunately, there were people walking on the street, and no one paid attention to the carriage, let alone worrying about the walls having ears.
"What's written here is false." Wei Xun told Tan Hongbo with a cold expression.
Tan Hongbo was confused.
"Today's meeting is very important. Song Zhicheng has made absolutely all preparations. Our action was already within his expectations." Wei Xun said again.
"Why? Didn't I act well enough?" Tan Hongbo thought seriously about his shortcomings.
Wei Xun rolled his eyes at Tan Hongbo.
"I know that the devil is one foot high and the way is ten feet high. You asked me to play this drama with you today. I'm afraid your purpose is not for intelligence, but to make sure that there is something fishy behind Song Zhicheng." Tan Hongbo put away his smile and said to Wei Xun seriously.
He is serious when he needs to be serious. Although Tan Hongbo is a bit lazy and unfocused, he never slacks off on important matters.
"It seems you are not stupid." Wei Xun chuckled.
Tan Hongbo looked up with a proud look on his face.
"So what are you going to do next?" Tan Hongbo was curious. Now that he had gotten into this mess, he had to move on. Even if Wei Xun didn't take action, Song Zhicheng would probably target Wei Xun after this incident.
"Take advantage of the situation." Wei Xun curled his thin lips slightly.
"Is there anything I can do?" Tan Hongbo asked.
"Yes." Wei Xun looked at Tan Hongbo. "Ling Qingwan is ill, and Ling Xiao is not in the mansion. You should go visit her tomorrow."
Tan Hongbo showed a sly smile on his face, as if he understood everything.
"You obviously care about Wanwan, but you're still trying to save face. You ask me to do everything. Aren't you afraid that Wanwan will fall in love with me in the end?" It was rare for Tan Hongbo to see Wei Xun fall in love with a girl. He finally got the chance, so naturally he had to make a few jokes.
"That's impossible." Wei Xun refuted Tan Hongbo's words without hesitation.
"Don't look down on me. I am the son of the Grand Tutor, born into a scholarly family. Not only am I handsome, but I am also humorous. There are countless women in the capital who like me, so I am sure that I will not..."
"Wei Shi." Wei Xun called Wei Shiyi. "Have you arrived at the Taifu Mansion?"
"In reply to Your Majesty, it will take a while." Wei Shi reported truthfully.
"We're home, let's go down quickly." Wei Xun turned and said to Tan Hongbo.
The carriage disappeared at the end of the street. Tan Hongbo stood on the side of the road, looking in the direction the carriage left, cursing Wei Xun a thousand times in his heart.
The next day, Tan Hongbo came to the Marquis' Mansion again.
Ling Qingwan had just finished taking the medicine that Wei Xun had sent her. She felt a little drowsy and was half-leaning on the couch, dozing off.
Unlike the last time when she pretended to be sick, this time Ling Qingwan was really in trouble. As Wei Xun said, she was poisoned. Ling Qingwan was reborn, but she was still a flesh and blood body after all. After repeated torments, her body would eventually collapse.
She just couldn't figure out who had poisoned her. She had been very careful.
"Second Miss." The old butler stood at the door and called out respectfully.
Ling Qingwan opened her eyes, stood up slowly, walked around the screen and went to the door.
"Brother Hongbo?" Ling Qingwan's eyes lit up. "Why are you here?"
She missed Ling Xiao very much, but Ling Xiao was far away in Suicheng. When Ling Qingwan saw Tan Hongbo now, she felt at ease, as if Ling Xiao was by her side.
"Of course I'm here to visit you." Tan Hongbo winked at Ling Qingwan.