A daughter from a prominent family is desired by many, yet the daughter of the Yong family is sought by none. Noble families consider her nouveau riche and vulgar, while scholarly houses pride them...
Zhao Shu said indifferently, "It's nothing. The Prince's Mansion doesn't even care about a mere prefect. Besides, the Prince's Mansion can't get too close to court officials. It's just that we need people right now. Since Liu Ren'an is so accommodating, we should get closer to him. Sometimes it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings."
"Yes, all my men have been sent out to search for His Highness the Crown Prince. Someone has sent me a message." He then handed Zhao Shu a piece of paper rolled up to the size of a chopstick and the length of a thumb.
Zhao Shu opened the note, glanced at it, and suddenly stood up. "He's taking advantage of our manpower shortage to reap the benefits. Call Mo Qin here."
Xiao Guozi hadn't seen the contents of the note, but since Zhao Shu didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask. He bowed and withdrew, instructing Tang Gang to go find Mo Qin.
He divided the remaining soldiers with Xiao Zhuzi, and after training and observing them for so long, he finally selected two trusted men to keep by his side and await orders. The task that the princess asked him to do yesterday was only completed thanks to these subordinates.
Of the more than one hundred people who remained, none were lacking in skill or loyalty, and none looked down on him simply because he was a eunuch. Xiao Guozi felt increasingly warm-hearted at the Prince Yong's residence, and before he knew it, he had already come to regard it as his home.
Before long, Tang Gang brought Mo Qin over. Although Mo Qin was still quite energetic, his eyes were bloodshot, as he hadn't slept all night.
"Commander Mo, come closer to my ear."
Mo Qin leaned closer, and Zhao Shu whispered a few words in his ear. He was shocked, his eyes widened, and he looked incredulous.
"Do you understand?" Zhao Shu asked after she finished speaking.
Mo Qin's heart was still pounding. "Understood, I will certainly live up to the Princess's expectations." This was the first major task he had to accomplish since taking office! At this moment, he felt that serving as a soldier in the Prince Yong's mansion could also fulfill his ambitions.
"Commander Mo, this matter is of utmost importance. Remember not to let it be leaked." Zhao Shu appeared calm, but inwardly she was in turmoil and couldn't help but give a few more instructions.
"Yes." Mo Qin did not look down on Zhao Shu because of her young age. All the changes in the manor were inseparable from the planning of this little princess. Many of the policies were things he would never have dared to think of.
Moreover, this matter is truly of utmost importance.
With a turbulent heart, he left Qionghua Courtyard, his mind racing with thoughts of how to complete the task the princess had entrusted to him without anyone noticing, so that even when Bi Qiao came to him, he wouldn't be aware of it.
"Hiss." Bi Qiao was about to curtsy when Mo Qin bumped straight into her. She couldn't dodge in time and her foot was stepped on.
Hearing the gasp, Mo Qin snapped out of his daze and saw Bi Qiao glaring at him angrily. "Commander Mo, are you always so blind when you walk?"
Mo Qin blushed as he recalled the faint fragrance that had been so close to him, and began to stammer, "I...I...I..."
"You, you, you, what do you mean 'you'? This is the inner courtyard of the Prince's mansion, not your training ground. Commander Mo, you'd better watch your step." Bi Qiao was rebuked by him and left. She still had to wait for the Princess to make a decision about inviting the Prince Duan's family to watch the song and dance performance. His Highness the Crown Prince was ill, and if the Prince's mansion continued to be filled with song and dance, it would inevitably be criticized.
Upon arriving at Qionghua Courtyard, Bi Qiao had already composed herself. After paying her respects, she said, "Princess, regarding the matter of inviting Prince Duan's family to watch the song and dance performance tomorrow, would you consider rescheduling it?"
"Yes, let's reschedule. Go and tidy up the small Buddhist hall. Tomorrow, my concubine, Princess Neon, and I will pray for the Crown Prince in the small Buddhist hall. While we're at it, let's find a scripture for me to read." After saying that, she added, "We'll also select a few concubines and songstresses."