"Now that the crown prince is dead and the second prince has been demoted to a commoner, it's the third prince's turn."

Fengying turned his head and looked at Rong Yan beside him.

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes. When people achieve a great victory, they always develop an inertia to keep moving forward.

Rong Yan glanced at him and said calmly, "No matter who dies, it has nothing to do with us."

Therefore, he would not get involved in the matter of collecting the prince's body.

He did not get involved in the confiscation of Gu's house.

There was turmoil in the court, so he couldn't get close to Ruyi, but he wouldn't get close to the vortex either. He just sat here and drank tea.

He took a sip slowly, and when the tea was swallowed and the fragrance flowed on his lips and teeth, he spoke, "The fight for the throne in the court has nothing to do with us. What we need to do is, first, deal with the disaster next year, and second, deal with the invasion of foreign enemies that will come soon."

"Tonight, go and inform Fengyu Pavilion that food and fodder must be sent ahead of time. Those going to the north for disaster relief and those going to the south and east for war preparations must all be sent ahead of time. We must make adequate preparations before anything happens."

"good."

Fengying calmed down and felt a genuine admiration for him.

Rong Yan is younger than him.

However, his steadiness and composure far exceed those of his peers. If you gave him a more mature voice and didn't look at his face, you would even think that the person who said these words was a man around fifty years old.

Rong Yan sighed, "I am a prince, I can't just focus on winning the throne."

"As the saying goes, when the nest is overturned, no egg is left unbroken."

Once the court is in complete chaos and no one is sober, the entire Northern Qi will become a fat sheep in the eyes of neighboring countries and will be divided up.

Fengying nodded, "Your Highness, when are we going back?"

"Wait until she comes back."

Rong Yan looked in the direction of Guangwen Hall.

He sat here just to take a closer look at her.

With her current status, it is no longer appropriate for them to meet except by chance or for some reason.

Lovesickness is like a thread, entangled with each other, and one can only endure it.

But there was also a subtle and flexible power in his heart that reminded him at all times that he had only one goal: to grow old with her in a peaceful and prosperous era.

Everything, every move, must serve this goal.

"The Third Prince didn't find Shen Jiaojiao."

Speaking of Ruyi, Fengying couldn't help but say, "The ghost doctor died in Princess Zhaoyang's plan. Shen Jiaojiao must hate her very much."

"It won't be long before Shen Jiaojiao will make a comeback. I don't know how she will do it."

Rong Yan was also thinking about this matter, "If she is the Fourth Prince of Nanchu's person, then it depends on the Fourth Prince's next plan."

"But she will definitely need to make a complete transformation, which will take at least a month, if... Doctor Liang really has learned the essence of Taoist Yu."

“If you haven’t learned it, you’ll need more time.”

"Of course," he changed the subject, "Only if the Fourth Prince can keep her in check."

"I don't think that a chess player who has endured humiliation for so many years can be controlled simply by manipulation."

"Who knows, maybe one day it will backfire on someone, it's hard to say."

There was no emotion on Rong Yan's face. He had just learned from his father since he was a child and knew that the way to employ people was not to just suck their blood. If he did that, he would eventually suffer backlash.

Heaven has its own fairness.

It’s just that it’s not quite the same as what people think.

Everything will tend to balance at a certain angle...

…

Guangwen Hall.

Ruyi met Zen Master Yikong in a separate Buddhist temple.

"Disciple Ruyi, I pay my respects to the Master."

Ruyi stepped forward and bowed, then knelt on the cushion and looked at Master Yikong.

"Are you here for the remaining scrolls of Taoist Yu?"

Zen Master Yikong raised his head and looked at her calmly, seeing through her intentions. "Tell me, why?"

"To live up to my identity, to protect this land, to blaze a new trail for women all over the world, to ensure the safety of my country and my family, and to live up to my life."

Ruyi had figured it out long ago.

On the surface, Shen Jiaojiao seemed to be the culprit for her tragic death, but in fact it was the system.

If the system of male superiority and female inferiority was broken, things would not happen like this.

Even if Shen Jiaojiao wanted revenge, she would never be trapped in the Shen family. At least she could easily leave the Shen family and seek other shelters and take another path.

But because of the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, she was a daughter and the ethics forced her to "obey her father", so unless Shen Cangyun said so, there was no way she could break away from the Shen family.

Finally, they were forced to push the matter to the point of murder, and the emperor intervened, and then they left.

She should have had a way.

For example, going to Guangwenguan to study.

For example, follow Ye Hongzhuang.

For example, to learn medicine from an old beggar...

Where do these roads go?

Because this world teaches women to be well-behaved, to be ladies from a wealthy family, and to hide in the backyard and revolve around men.

She has been in the Shen family for more than ten years and has never seen any other way!

People like Ye Hongzhuang are different!

She has come this far by relying on her own strength, but it is also inseparable from her family tradition.

Ye Hongzhuang's parents did not restrict her, and she became a Taoist disciple since she was young.

However, a girl’s future cannot be pinned on her parents’ vision and virtues. After all, in this world, parents who can stand at such a high level are rare. Ye Hongzhuang was the daughter of the Grand Princess back then!

Mu Rushuang is the granddaughter of the Minister of War!

Song Mingyang is the princess of Nanyang Palace!

Bai Wanru is the daughter of the leader of the Cao Gang.

What about others?

How many girls are there who are so brilliant and free-spirited?

In this world, if you pick out ten women out of ten thousand who can walk out of the harem, it's already a lot.

She doesn't like this trend.

Nowadays, the emperor is wise and Northern Qi is weak, so it is the time to use people. With Bai Wanru and Ye Hongzhuang paving the way in front and people protecting her from behind, she has encountered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

This is not her chance alone.

It’s an opportunity for everyone!

She wants to hold it tightly, and let the good wind help her soar to the sky!

She looked at Master Yikong and said, "I am willing to take risks, break into the darkness, and bring out the light!"

Zen Master Yikong originally wanted to refuse.

Buddhism and Taoism have not been tolerated for many years.

This is also one of the reasons why Ye Hongzhuang has been hidden for many years.

But at this moment, he couldn't refuse. "You reminded me of a saying. If I don't go to hell, who will? I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty."

"Okay, tomorrow afternoon then."

Master Yikong agreed and said, "You have to go to the palace in the morning. When you come out, ask for leave from the emperor. You can't go the day after tomorrow."

"good."

Ruyi knows.

If she wants to force things to happen, it will be extremely dangerous. Even if she succeeds, she will suffer a lot.

"Thank you, Master, for your help."

Ruyi bowed to him again.

Zen Master Yikong nodded, "There is still some time. If you have nothing to do, I will teach you a set of palm techniques. You can remember as much as you can. After the day after tomorrow, you will make rapid progress."

As he spoke, he stood up and said, "Look carefully, this is the Prajna Zen Palm, one of the 72 Shaolin unique skills."

Ruyi nodded, staring at him without blinking.

Prajna Zen Palm is the number one palm of Shaolin.

"It is said that this palm technique was created by Bodhidharma. It is powerful and has a long-lasting internal force. Only those with a high level of understanding can fully exert its power."

"And your understanding."

Zen Master Yikong looked at her and said, "She is the strongest person I have ever seen in my life."