It also passed by the housekeepers who were lowering their heads and looking pleasant, but were skillfully directing the servants to put things in place.
Finally, it fell on those gorgeous objects that were obviously used exclusively for the royal palace and even had the emblem of Prince Jin.
"Prince, come here." Zhao Muyun waved to Yinji.
Yinji hurried over and followed Zhao Muyun to a deserted corner: "Master, what can I do for you?"
Zhao Muyun's voice was low, but it carried a coldness that suggested a deep understanding of the world: "Your father's care for the Crown Prince and the Princess is truly meticulous."
Yinji heard the hidden meaning in his words and his expression changed slightly: "Master, are you saying?"
"Any father who learns his children are in danger or injured will be extremely anxious, even if he is overwhelmed by other matters. Even if he can't be there in person, it is common sense to send a confidant to visit and provide assistance."
Zhao Muyun stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sharp as a hawk. "But His Highness the Prince of Jin hasn't even arrived yet, yet he's sent this enormous 'entourage' with everything from food, clothing, shelter, and even guards and servants. It's so grand, it's as if they're moving the entire Prince of Jin's mansion to this small new city of Daizhou."
He paused, a meaningful sneer curling up at the corner of his mouth: "Mobilizing such a large force, it's more like 'taking root' than 'resting'."
"My Lord, I'm afraid your father isn't acting out of concern for your safety. Rather, he's taking advantage of your brother and sister's distress and detention in the border town to legitimately extend his reach into Daizhou. He might even use it as a base to quietly transfer some of his 'family assets' from Jinyang."
"The new city of Daizhou guards the southern entrance of Yanmen Pass and is the throat to Shuozhou. Its location is critical!"
When Yinji heard this, a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
Although his father's secret letter did not state it explicitly, it did implicitly mention words such as "in preparation for emergencies" and "stabilizing Dai Xin". Combined with Zhao Muyun's current analysis, the little hope in his heart disappeared.
My father thought his plan was perfect and no one would know, but Zhao Muyun saw through it at a glance.
"Master is very observant..."
Yinji's voice was dry and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Zhao Muyun's sharpness and clarity frightened him, and made him even more worried about the future of Prince Jin's Mansion.
.....
at the same time.
Yin Yao was standing under a sycamore tree in the yard, holding a wooden sword and awkwardly demonstrating the basic moves that Bingbing had taught her over the past two days.
The sunlight shone on her through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and the girl's profile showed a stubborn seriousness.
Bingbing walked forward, looked at Yin Yao, who was sweating profusely, and smiled slightly: "The princess has practiced very hard!"
Seeing Bingbing come in, she immediately stopped what she was doing, her eyes full of anticipation: "Miss Bingbing, what are we going to practice today?"
Bingbing said frankly: "I'm afraid I can only practice until today. I'm leaving now!"
Yin Yao was stunned. Looking at the woman who had protected her when she was most helpless and was now going on a long journey, she felt a mixture of emotions. "Did...Did Lord Zhao send you?"
"Yes!" Bingbing did not hide it, "My Lord has an important task to deliver."
Yin Yao was silent for a moment, looking towards Zhao Muyun's study with complicated eyes, which finally turned into a sigh.
She walked forward and unexpectedly gave Bingbing a gentle hug, whispering, "Miss Bingbing, thank you! Thank you for your protection along the way, and thank you for your willingness to teach me. Be careful on your way!"
Bingbing's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, and she gently patted Yin Yao on the back: "Take care, Princess! Remember what I taught you, no matter what, self-preservation comes first."
"In this world, all you can rely on is your own ability and a clear mind."
Yin Yao let go of her and nodded vigorously. The childishness in his eyes faded away, and a bit of determination was added: "I remember!"
Bingbing looked at her and knew that this once willful little princess was undergoing a painful transformation.
She said no more and picked up the wooden sword. "Princess, we must hurry. Today, I will teach you how to escape when someone approaches you with practical means!"
In the courtyard, the girl's clear reply and the sound of the wooden sword breaking through the air were heard again.
Under the paulownia tree, a figure was trying hard to learn the skills to protect himself.
And another figure is about to quietly sneak into the deepest part of the vortex of power, the capital, with a more important mission.
Zhao Muyun stood under the corridor not far away, watching the scene in the courtyard quietly.
Yin Yao's focused and resolute profile caught his eye.
He put his hands behind his back, his eyes dark and unreadable.
The King of Jin's chess piece has been placed, and the chessboard of the capital is about to begin. However, in the seemingly peaceful "resting" place of Daizhou New City, the undercurrent is already surging.
The prince, the rebels, and the Tartars!
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