Chapter 446 Eliminating Their Ambitions Without Bloodshed
After returning to the Southern Xinjiang Palace, Yu Hanyan pulled Du Wanwan into her palace, dressed her up, and took out her most beautiful clothes and jewelry for her to change into.
Suddenly, Du Wanwan turned into a princess of Southern Xinjiang, wearing Southern Xinjiang costumes, so beautiful that people dared not blink.
"Wow! Sister! You are born to be from our Southern Xinjiang. You look so beautiful in our clothes."
Yu Hanyan's wet nurse Qian Pozi and the palace maid Xiaolu were both praising her highly. They were the ones who had accompanied the Ninth Princess all the way and witnessed how Du Wanwan took care of the Ninth Princess while they were fleeing from famine.
If it weren't for her, they might have been beheaded long ago.
The Ninth Princess is in danger of having a difficult childbirth. If something irreversible happens, do they still have the right to live?
Mrs. Qian nodded vigorously: "Yes! Doctor Du is indeed like a sister to our princess."
Xiaolu smiled, with two dimples on her face: "Doctor Du is so beautiful!"
Yu Hanyan agreed with Xiaolu and Qian Pozi: "I think so too. My sister and I are like real sisters. She is so beautiful."
Du Wanwan turned her head and tapped Yu Hanyan's nose: "If you want to say that you are pretty, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush?"
"Hahaha!" Yu Hanyan laughed and put her arm around Du Wanwan's shoulders. "We both look good."
"That's more like it, we both look good."
Du Wanwan shamelessly leaned head against Yu Hanyan's cigarette butt, and smiled at herself in the bronze mirror.
At this moment, Ye Tingxiao followed Yu Hanyan to the training place of the royal guards and began to teach all the captains of the guards how to use muskets.
The King of Southern Xinjiang and Crown Prince Ouyang Jing sat aside to observe and discuss the signing of a bilateral peace treaty.
"I have no problem signing a peace treaty, but there are undercurrents in Southern Xinjiang right now, so even if we sign it, there is no guarantee that it will be implemented."
The King of Southern Xinjiang expressed his worries very honestly.
"The king's brothers are very optimistic about the throne, and I'm afraid they all want to move into the palace."
Ouyang Jing expressed his understanding: "Since ancient times, the throne has been the most popular thing for royal brothers to fight for. If you want to avoid being coveted by others, the best way is to beat them so that they dare not take action.
The muskets have arrived. As long as the guards can successfully master them, your brothers will soon not dare to covet your position. "
The King of Southern Xinjiang nodded slightly: "The King also hopes so, but the King is old and can't stand bloodshed. If there is a way to eliminate their ambitions without bloodshed, the King would be happy to see it happen."
Ouyang Jing frowned slightly. Without bloodshed? To resolve their ambitions? This might be a bit difficult to do!
He smiled but said nothing. He glanced at Ye Tingxiao who was teaching the captains of the guards how to pull the rope, how to aim, and how to shoot. He wondered if he had any good ideas to fulfill the King of Southern Xinjiang's wish.
If this cannot be achieved, this matter will be really difficult to handle. The bilateral peace treaty may just be a piece of waste paper, and his trip will be in vain.
After three days of teaching, the captains of the guards learned how to fire guns, how to aim, and how to shoot. Ye Tingxiao felt that they learned very quickly.
As expected of the captain of the palace guard, he has an ability to accept things that most people don't have.
Then he just stopped caring about it and let the captains teach their team members how to use the muskets.
The prince revealed the intention of the King of Southern Xinjiang to Ye Tingxiao, and then asked him: "Zhongyuan! What do you think we should do? How can we make the brothers of the King of Southern Xinjiang honestly return to the capital and stop plotting against the throne?"
Ye Tingxiao thought about it and shook his head: "I can't think of any good solution. I have to ask my Wanwan. She may have a solution. Don't worry. I'll ask her tonight."
The prince looked at Ye Tingxiao meaningfully, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled: "Zhong Yuan! Why do you have to ask your wife about everything?"
"My Wanwan is a fairy from the Ninth Heaven. She knows more than me."
In Ye Tingxiao's heart, he was telling the truth, but to the prince's ears, he felt that he was exaggerating and deliberately showing off his affection in front of him, a man who had no beloved woman.
"Zhong Yuan! I know you and your wife are in love with each other, but please don't say such cheesy things, okay? How can a person become a fairy from the Ninth Heaven?" The prince teased Ye Tingxiao, "Who are you trying to fool?"
Ye Tingxiao was stunned and suddenly felt that he had been careless. How could he have revealed his daughter Wanwan's identity?
He reached out and slapped himself lightly on the mouth: "I was just talking nonsense, don't mind it."
The prince saw him whipping him and felt incredible: "Zhongyuan! Could it be that what you said is true? Is Doctor Du really a fairy from the Ninth Heaven?"
"No, I'm just kidding." Ye Tingxiao smiled awkwardly, trying to cover up, "I like her too much. I always think she is different from others, like a fairy from heaven."
After this explanation, the prince understood and teased him: "They say that love is long-lasting, but heroes are short-lived. It seems to be true. From now on, if anyone wants to control you, they only need to control your wife."
“Hahaha!” Ye Tingxiao laughed loudly, and then lowered his voice, “If anyone can control my Wanwan, I, Ye Tingxiao, am willing to submit to him.”
The prince's face froze. "What do you mean? Is Doctor Du so great? I think she is just an ordinary woman. Apart from medical skills and the ability to tame hawks and falcons, what else can she do?"
"I know how to make poison and kill people without them even noticing."
Ye Tingxiao didn't say much else, but just said this. His Wanwan had too many advantages that couldn't be known to others, even if that person was the prince.
He could reveal some of the obvious things appropriately, but he didn't want to say anything else.
He was afraid of bringing trouble to his Wanwan. She had so many strengths. A musket was nothing to her. That kind of lightweight pistol was more powerful.
It’s just that the Wei Dynasty doesn’t have such good technology to build it at present. A street in the west of the city was built according to the streets in the Ninth Heaven. He had seen it on TV, and it was exactly the same as the streets in that world.
"Oh?" The prince suddenly became interested. "If that's the case, it's not easy to control Doctor Du. By the way, why did Doctor Du bring those two little crows with him when he came to Southern Xinjiang?
Besides the words of the two little crows, can she understand the words of other animals?"
Ye Tingxiao neither denied nor admitted: "I haven't asked her about this, so I'm not sure. I think she can only understand what the two little crows say, and nothing else."
"The little crow is the messenger through which she commands the animals. Is that what you mean?" The prince was very curious about Du Wanwan's abilities.
"Yes." Ye Tingxiao did not deny this, "If the prince wants to know the secrets of someone's family, you can tell my Wanwan and ask her to send the little crow to help you find out.
No matter who it is, as long as he has done it, all his ancestors will be dug up.”
"Really?" The prince was very excited. "That's great. When I get back, I'll ask your wife to help me find out which legitimate daughter is suitable to be the crown princess.
I want a woman who is gentle, dignified, well-educated, well-mannered, with a good family background and good character. "
(End of this chapter)
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