“The masters are only Rong Youlin and Rong Yanqing, and the only one who makes the decision is Ninth Prince Rong Yanqing.
And now, Rong Yanqing confessed his purpose to his father.
Daddy can definitely send someone to capture Rong Youlin immediately!
This matter cannot be delayed.
Originally, after listening to Rong Yanqing's words last night, Dad planned to wait until he was sure of the plan before implementing it.
But Jiuer, you had a prophetic dream, so this thing must be done!"
Song Jiujiu nodded her head, "So Daddy is going to send someone to catch the bad guys right now?"
“I’ll catch you later. You must not have had breakfast yet, since you came here with an empty stomach.
It's just right, let's have the two princes of Xianxian Dynasty come and have breakfast with us."
Song Jinming chuckled and said this, then he called someone in, asked them to prepare breakfast, and invited the two princes of the Xian Dynasty to have breakfast together.
Song Jiujiu touched her empty stomach and realized she was indeed hungry.
Soon, Rong Youlin and Rong Yanqing arrived. They bowed and sat down at the table.
Rong Yanqing happened to be sitting opposite Song Jiujiu.
Song Jiujiu thought about what her father said and looked at him with curious eyes.
If Daddy hadn't told me that the Ninth Prince came to see him last night, I wouldn't be able to tell now.
The Ninth Prince is young and seems quite reliable.
I don't know if Dad planned to wait until we finished eating before sending someone in to arrest the bad guy, or if he planned to arrest the bad guy when we were halfway through the meal.
Song Jiujiu complained in her heart while eating her food with relish.
Halfway through her meal, she suddenly thought of a question.
[That doesn't make sense. Why would Dad believe me so much when I told him about my precognitive dream?
Although I am quite reliable, I am only a three or four-year-old child after all. How could my father believe the content of my dream so much?
And my dad gave me the feeling that he believed my predictive dreams were real, and that they would come true if they were not interfered with?
Come to think of it, the tragic things I predicted in my dreams in the past few years basically didn't happen.
When I was a little baby who couldn't speak, I had a few precognitive dreams, but I couldn't tell my parents at that time.
But it turned out that my father and mother did avoid the tragic ending that I predicted in my dream.
At that time, I just thought that my father and the secret guards he sent to investigate were very powerful.
But now that I think about it, why do I feel like something is weird?
Song Jiujiu wrinkled her chubby little face and complained inwardly.
Song Jinming, who was eating leisurely and occasionally using a serving chopstick to pick up food for his daughter, suddenly felt his eyebrows jump when he heard his daughter's thoughts.
Song Jinming had been the emperor for several years and had reached the point where he could remain calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before his eyes.
Even though he heard his daughter's thoughts and was worried about her, he didn't show it on his face.
Song Jinming put his daughter's matter aside for the time being and glanced calmly at Rong Youlin who was having a meal.
He tapped the table lightly with his fingertips and spoke in a calm tone.
"Third Prince, is the food to your liking?"
Rong Youlin looked up and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the food is very much to my taste. Thank you for your hospitality."
"Well, that's good. Now that your Highness has eaten his fill, it's time to get down to business."
As soon as Song Jinming finished saying this, two guards rushed in from outside the door and clamped Rong Youlin on the left and right!
Rong Youlin's expression changed for a moment, then turned into an innocent and confused expression.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Song Jinming didn't answer, "Take him away and keep him under strict supervision."
The two guards agreed and escorted Rong Youlin out.
Rong Youlin seemed not to react and didn't say anything else after saying that.
After watching Rong Youlin being taken away, Song Jinming looked at Rong Yanqing.
Although Rong Yanqing's expression was not overly confused, it was obvious that he was unaware of and surprised by Song Jinming's sudden decision to have Rong Youlin taken away.
After all, he had just told Song Jinming his real purpose last night, and the plan had not yet been finalized.
"Have you sorted out the plan we discussed last night, Your Highness?"
Song Jinming took the initiative to ask about this.
Rong Yanqing glanced at the little princess Song Jiujiu who was looking at him with her big eyes.
I didn’t expect that Emperor Fufeng could speak directly in front of the little princess when he was talking about serious matters.
He had a new understanding of how favored Princess Fufeng was.
Rong Yanqing stood up and took out a folded letter from his sleeve.
"Your Majesty, the plans that this minister has in mind are all written down here. Please review them."
Song Jinming took it and looked at it carefully.
Song Jiujiu was curious, so she jumped off the chair and walked to her father, standing on tiptoe to read the contents of the letter.
Seeing that his daughter was having difficulty reading, Song Jinming stretched out his arms, held his daughter in his arms, and read happily with her.
He also didn't forget to tease his daughter, "Jiu'er, do you recognize all the characters? Can you understand them?"
Song Jiujiu puffed out her cheeks, not wanting to embarrass herself in front of outsiders, and spoke in a resounding voice.
"Daddy, what are you talking about? Jiuer, of course, understands!"
Song Jinming smiled and said, "Then Jiuer, take a closer look."
The little girl nodded seriously.
Rong Yanqing, who was standing by, saw this and thought about the age of the little princess.
If he remembered correctly, the little princess was only three years old this year, and she could already recognize all the words at the age of three?
That's pretty impressive.
Song Jiujiu does know a lot of words, but they were all learned in her previous life.
After reading the contents of the letter, the father and daughter looked equally serious.
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince, now that the Third Prince has been captured by my men, you may need to adjust some of your plans accordingly.
Before I send troops to the Immortal Dynasty, Your Highness, Ninth Prince, please first find a way to learn from Your Highness, Third Prince, about the evil sect's purpose, so that we can make plans early."
Song Jinming suggested calmly.
Rong Yanqing nodded, "Your Majesty is right. The ministers will hurry up and interrogate Rong Youlin."
Song Jinming gave him a few more instructions and let him leave.
Rong Yanqing came out of the imperial study and went directly to the place where Rong Youlin was imprisoned.
This is not a prison, but a special interrogation room.
As soon as you enter, you can clearly smell the blood and dampness in the air.
The guards had not tortured Rong Youlin yet, they just stretched out his arms and tied them to a rack.
Rong Youlin lowered his head and was very quiet.
Rong Yanqing stopped when he was two steps away from him.
"Third brother."
Hearing the familiar voice, Rong Youlin raised his head.
"Xiaojiu, what's going on?!
Why did Emperor Fufeng bring me here for no reason?"
Rong Youlin's face was full of grievance, and that face was the best disguise.
Seeing this, Rong Yanqing became more alert.
Even at this point, Fake Rong Youlin still hasn't revealed his true face!
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