Chunxi sneered at this, and seeing that he could still be so shameless as to say that he could predict the future, he rolled his eyes. At this time, Su Xiaoyong had been pressed to the ground, and a guard took out a long stick, ready to beat him to death.

Su Xiaoyong was terrified when he saw the situation. He struggled to crawl over and beg for mercy, "Chunxi, I want to see the prince."

Chunxi walked up to him, squatted down, and looked at him coldly, "You want to see the prince, but the prince doesn't want to see you. You probably don't know what's going on outside. I'll be kind and let you die with understanding."

"The recipe for the plague has been discovered by someone. Who do you think it was?"

Su Xiaoyong asked stupidly, "Who?"

"Of course it is..." Chunxi gently patted his cheek, "Of course it's not that damn woman you mentioned, but it was found by the grandson of Duke Su. Guess where he found it? He found a way to cure the plague in an ancient book. Now people outside are praising the young master."

"As for what you said about Su Yin, there is no such person. She had nothing to do with it from the beginning to the end. You, a charlatan, actually dared to deceive the prince and made him miss the opportunity to find the real prescription. You deserve to die."

When Su Xiaoyong suddenly heard the news, his mind went blank.

Grandson of Duke Su?

Didn’t all his grandsons die in battle?

Are they talking about the son of the concubine?

"No, no, it shouldn't be like this." Su Xiaoyong couldn't figure out what went wrong and why things became different.

Is that dead girl Su Yin really dead?

That dead girl was not very capable, so how could she die?

At this moment, Su Xiaoyong hated that she died too early.

After Chunxi finished speaking, he ignored him and ordered the guards who were ready to attack: "Beat him to death with sticks, chop his body into pieces and feed it to the dogs."

When Su Xiaoyong heard about his fate, he trembled like a sieve and shouted in fear: "Chunxi, I have something important to tell the prince. This matter concerns the Northwest Army, ah..."

When the stick fell, Su Xiaoyong screamed in pain.

"Trust me again."

"Your Majesty, don't you want to know about the Northwest Army...ah..."

After hearing the words 'Northwest Army', he hesitated.

If what he is about to say is true and he does not care about it, and the prince misses the opportunity, he will be blamed even if he dies.

"Stop." With a plan in mind, Chunxi shouted to stop, stopping the guards from continuing the execution.

Without the beating of the stick, Su Xiaoyong deliberately panted and trembled as he crawled towards Chunxi. He crawled under Chunxi's feet and said with tears in his eyes, "The news I told you this time is absolutely true."

Chunxi's face was gloomy, and he warned: "You'd better be right this time. If you dare to tease the prince again, next time it won't be as simple as beating him to death."

In order to survive, Su Xiaoyong kept reassuring, "This time it will definitely be accurate, it will definitely not be wrong."

"Okay, I'll help you again. I hope you won't betray my trust."

"No, I definitely won't." Su Xiaoyong said this confidently, but he was afraid that Chunxi wouldn't believe him.

Chunxi took Su Xiaoyong to King Wu's study. When they arrived at the door of the study, he ordered him to wait outside the courtyard gate while he went in first to report.

The floor of the study was littered with crumpled paper balls. When Chunxi saw this, she knew that the prince was in a very bad mood today.

After stepping into the study, I felt regretful for a moment, regretting taking the risk of telling others about Su Xiaoyong.

"What's the matter?" King Wu asked in a cold voice.

Chunxi said cautiously, "Your Highness, Mr. Su said he has something to report about the Northwest Army. I am afraid of missing out on important intelligence, so I have decided to suspend the execution. Please punish me, Your Highness." [Note 1]

King Wu raised his head and squinted at the attendant who had followed him since childhood, "You are really getting bolder and bolder."

Chunxi knelt down with a thump, "This servant deserves death."

King Wu snorted coldly, "Since you have served me since childhood, I will meet him again. If what he said is wrong, you will be punished together with him."

“Yes.”

Chunxi left the study room, feeling regretful. If he had known, he would not have gotten involved in this mess. But when he thought about the possibility that he really had important information, and they were wronged for nothing, wouldn't it be...

Forget it, forget it. It has come to this. There is no point in thinking too much. I can only hope that he doesn't let me down.

Chunxi led the people inside and said, "Remember, this is only the last time. If you dare to lie again, you will be executed by slow slicing."

Su Xiaoyong shuddered, "No, no, this time it's real."

In the study, King Wu leaned lazily on the back of the chair, squinting at Su Xiaoyong, as if he was so embarrassed every time he saw him.

"Tell me, what intelligence do you have about the Western Army?"

The King of Wu was not interested in talking to him, so he asked directly.

Su Xiaoyong replied honestly: "Your Majesty, I have counted with my fingers..."

"Get to the point." King Wu directly interrupted his useless nonsense.

Su Xiaoyong knew that the King of Wu was impatient, so he didn't dare to say anything more. He directly told what he knew in his previous life, "This time, the Damong Kingdom invaded our dynasty and captured three cities. The emperor will send the Duke of Su. The Duke of Su will die on this trip to the northwest."

He spoke out the key points he knew in one breath.

He was not surprised whether it was Da Rong's invasion or the court sending Duke Su to fight. The only thing that surprised him was that Duke Su would die on the battlefield this time.

If this information is accurate, then he can make arrangements in advance and have the opportunity to gather the Northwestern Army to his side.

King Wu immediately sat up straight, his expression becoming serious, "Tell me in detail."

When Su Xiaoyong heard what King Wu said, he cursed in his heart.

You see, no great fortune teller would say so much. It is enough to just state the key points. There is no need to explain in detail.

He had not been on the northwest battlefield in his previous life, so how could he know so much.

He was so clear about this because the death of Duke Su had caused a shock in the court and even the people of the capital.

Su Xiaoyong didn't dare to say anything, fearing that he would make more mistakes if he said too much. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, I can only calculate the key points. As for the details, I can't calculate them."

The King of Wu was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, he felt it was normal.

If everything could be calculated clearly, it would not be as simple as fortune-telling.

“Student Su, this is the last time I will give you this. I hope you won’t let me down.” King Wu’s voice was deep, but the implication was self-evident.

Su Xiaoyong was shaking like a sieve, and was already terribly frightened, but he kept reassuring, "Your Majesty, I will definitely not make a mistake this time. I will definitely not make a mistake."

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[Note 1]: Nubi: refers to men and women who have lost their freedom and are enslaved. Later, it generally refers to male and female servants; eunuchs called themselves the emperor, empress, etc. Slave was the mainstream name in the Qing Dynasty, and this book is not set in the Qing Dynasty.