The Second Prince's Mansion in the Capital
"Your Highness, please make plans early."
Feng Jinxiu pressed his eyebrows and looked at his aide Xing Jianzhi, "Does Jianzhi have any good ideas?"
Xing Jianzhi said, "Zhang Sheng and Du Huaian are in Huayang County. Their residences in the capital have been confiscated. I believe they have been detained by the county government. Your Highness has not received any letter from Master Cui yet. I am afraid that the iron ore smuggling incident will be exposed."
"Your Highness," said the personal guard Chang Jingchuan hurriedly, "Now is the opportune time to start a rebellion. It will be too late to start a rebellion after the memorial from the county government reaches the capital. Your Highness, we cannot just sit there and wait for death."
Xing Jianzhi frowned, "Your Highness, don't act too hastily. The Meng family's exposure of the imperial examination cheating was well-prepared, and there must be someone behind the scenes manipulating it. His Majesty has only confined Your Highness to your house, while all officials suspected of cheating in the imperial examination are still in prison awaiting their fate, whether it's the death penalty or exile. The Emperor hasn't taken any action yet, presumably because he's waiting for a memorial from Huayang County! If that memorial reaches the capital, I'm afraid the Feixia Waterfall incident might be exposed!"
Chang Jingchuan: "Your Highness, the person behind this is probably the eldest prince."
Chang Jingchuan felt a little regretful. He should have let Feng Jinyu die on the way when he was released from the dungeon.
The cheating in the imperial examination would not have been exposed.
Feng Jinxiu's eyes darkened. It turned out that he was being too soft-hearted!
"Then prevent this memorial from entering the capital. Jingchuan, quickly send someone to intercept it. Go to Feixia Waterfall in person to inform Lieutenant General Chen. Dispatch a thousand elite soldiers to the Jingji camp to cooperate with our troops. Send another thousand to ambush the Song army, and the last thousand to wait at Shili Pavilion on the outskirts of the city! Do not act unless absolutely necessary."
Chang Jingchuan said excitedly: "It's His Highness."
"Also, move all the weapons and food supplies from Feixia Waterfall. Don't leave any traces behind!"
Zhenbei General's Mansion
"General Song!"
Song Heng put down the military book in his hand and asked, "Has the Second Prince's Mansion taken any action?"
Yan Wei said, "Yes, General, Chang Jingchuan rushed to Feixia Waterfall at night.
"Have you informed General Wang Meng?"
"Replying to General Song, the old general has already received the news."
"Alright! Tonight, I'll invite you into the trap and catch the turtle in the trap."
Yan Wei said, "General Song, I will go ahead!"
"Go ahead."
After Yan Wei left, Song Heng's eldest son, Song Linxiao, walked into the study in a tight suit.
"Dad, when are we leaving?"
Seeing his eldest son come in, Song Heng's cold brows softened and turned gentle. "Let's set off now. The border is stable now. We haven't fought together in battle for many years. Let's stretch our muscles tonight."
Song Linxiao smiled and said, "Then let's go."
The father and son came out of the study and ran into Song Linyuan's family of three.
"Dad, big brother, are you still going to the military camp so late?"
Song Heng glanced at the delicate and graceful Yu Chengxin, and his originally gentle features instantly became cold.
Song Linxiao sensed that the atmosphere was not right and quickly said, "Third brother, there are important matters to be dealt with in the military camp. We can't delay any longer. We are leaving now."
After Song Linxiao finished speaking, he quickly pulled Song Heng away.
"grandfather."
Six-year-old Song Shuyi hurried over and carefully unfolded the scroll in her hand in front of Song Heng.
"This is a painting by Yiyi. Does Grandfather like it?"
When Song Heng saw that the painting showed himself in military uniform, he was amazed.
It's actually better than the ones her father drew as a child.
Song Heng's eyes unconsciously showed a smile. He was about to reach out to take it, but he realized something and retracted his hand. The kind smile on his eyes disappeared in an instant.
Song Linxiao quickly leaned over and coaxed:
"Sister Yi, your painting is very beautiful. Your grandfather likes it very much. We have to leave now and can't delay any longer. We will look at it when we come back."
Song Shuyi raised his head and said, "Grandfather, uncle, be careful on the road and come back early."
Song Shuyi watched the two of them walk away before putting away the painting in his arms.
"Dad, Grandfather doesn't seem to like my paintings."
"Sister Yi." Song Linyuan leaned over and pinched her little face lovingly. "You draw very beautifully. You put your heart into it. Your grandfather left in a hurry because of something in the army. You can show it to him when he comes back."
Song Shuyi lowered his head, and after a moment, he stuffed the scroll into Song Linyuan's arms, "Dad, I don't want to learn painting anymore. I want to learn martial arts so that I can lead troops into battle and kill the enemy like my grandfather and uncle in the future."
"Nonsense!" Song Linyuan's face, as gentle as jade, suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Song Shuyi burst into tears in fear, "Wuwuwu...Mother, Daddy is mean to me!"
Yu coaxed, "Yi'er, it's okay, don't cry. Your talent is painting. Playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting are your daily studies. Your eldest sister, second sister, and third sister practice martial arts for self-defense and physical fitness. Your aunt is also skilled in martial arts. Have you ever seen her fight on the battlefield and kill the enemy?"
Song Yishu stopped crying and said, "My aunt has never been to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Then I will learn martial arts to protect mother, okay?"
"For self-defense and physical fitness, you really need to learn martial arts from Master Wu."
Song Shuyi's eyes lit up, "If I learn martial arts, will my grandfather like me?"
Yu Chengxin was furious when he heard this. His expression was not soft. He said, "Yier, your grandfather is not good at speaking and is serious. When he saw the portrait just now, his eyes smiled. How could your grandfather not like you?"
Song Shuyi recalled Song Heng's expression. His grandfather did smile, but it was not obvious enough.
"Mother, I understand. Then, can you arrange for Master Wu to teach me martial arts for an hour tomorrow?"
Yu Chengxin glanced at Song Linyuan, who was still as charming as ever, and seeing that he had no objection, he said, "Okay!"
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