Zhao Guihua didn't know what to say about this, so she chose to remain silent.
Xingxing wanted to say something, but at that moment Zhu Lin came in from outside with an unhappy expression. He only nodded to Zhao Guihua in greeting. As for Zhang Xiantao and Zhao Mingyue, the boy's gaze swept over the two of them without any intention of greeting them or showing any surprise at their appearance.
"What's wrong, Brother Lin? Who made you angry?" Having known Zhu Lin for so long, Xingxing has rarely seen him angry. He is usually very restrained and only shows his emotions in front of her. He always keeps a straight face in front of others. It's really rare to see him like this today.
"Zheng Wenxin is dead. Just now, a group of men in black suddenly appeared, rushed into the prison, and killed Zheng Wenxin." Zheng Wenxin was the newly appointed prefect, a distant relative of Consort Duan's family.
Xingxing was somewhat shocked, and frowned as she said, "It must have been someone sent by Consort Duan. They acted too quickly. We just captured them last night, and today they sent assassins to silence them. It seems their people have been watching us all along."
“In that case, we lose the witness who could prove that Consort Duan ordered the murder of the Zhou family. However, the Zheng family is powerful, and this incident alone is not enough to bring them down. Consort Duan will not lose her life because of this; at most, she will be demoted,” Zhu Lin analyzed.
"It would be good to strip her of her title of Imperial Concubine and demote her to a lower-ranking concubine. At least it would dampen her arrogance and humiliate her. Unfortunately, she is cunning and shrewd. We are not as insidious and ruthless as her, so naturally we cannot defeat her." Xingxing narrowed her eyes, thinking that when she returned to the palace in the future, she would definitely not be able to live in peace. There would be a lot to fight about.
Zhang Xiantao overheard this and leaned over, laughing, "Xingxing, are you just incompatible with the prefect? Look at you, the prefect of Xiyan City was a traitor, and the prefect of Qingyang Prefecture was a corrupt official. Every time you go to a prefecture, the prefect either loses his official hat or dies. You're practically the nemesis of the prefect!"
"Pah, pah, pah! You're the nemesis, I'm the lucky star!" Xingxing spat at her.
Zhao Guihua also disliked Zhang Xiantao's words about Xingxing. She retorted seriously, "Our Xingxing is the luckiest child. She won't bring misfortune to anyone. Those wicked prefects deserve to die. They are the ones who are eliminating harm for the people and bringing them good fortune."
“Mother is right. Those people deserved it. If he were a good official, I would definitely reward him well and make sure he sits firmly in his official position.” Zhang Xiantao loved to talk nonsense. In the past few years, Xingxing had met many good officials. As long as an official was dedicated to serving the people, Xingxing would give him a helping hand.
The way to provide support is by sending sweet potato vines, jade seeds, and pumpkin seeds. Over the past three years, Zhu Lin's space has cultivated wave after wave of grain seeds. Xingxing distributes some of these seeds wherever he goes, so that various kinds of miscellaneous grains can be grown in different places.
After the natural disaster ended, sweet potatoes, corn, and pumpkins were able to be planted in various parts of the Great Jin Dynasty in a short period of time. Xingxing deserves much credit for this. Of course, the biggest contributor is Zhu Lin. If it weren't for his mustard seed space that could cultivate grain seeds, Xingxing's development of agriculture would not have been so smooth.
After being teased by Xingxing and her mother, Zhang Xiantao smiled sheepishly and said, "Oh, I was wrong, okay? You know I love to talk nonsense. Xingxing is a lucky star, and I'm the nemesis."
"Who do you want to jinx?" Zhao Mingyue frowned unhappily.
Zhang Xiantao said angrily, "I dare not offend anyone else, can't I offend myself?"
"No, you're not my nemesis. You have to be okay, and we all have to be okay," Zhao Mingyue said earnestly.
Seeing how serious he was, Zhang Xiantao couldn't help but laugh and said, "I know, you're so thoughtful and calculating. You even took a joke seriously."
That night, Xingxing was sleeping soundly when she suddenly heard fighting outside. She jumped out of bed, put on her coat, and was about to go out.
"Girl, put your clothes on properly. Don't rush out. Master Zhu and the others are outside, along with your men. They don't need you." Zhao Guihua had already woken up. She had just poked a hole in the window paper to look out when she saw Xingxing suddenly get up and run outside.
Upon hearing her voice, Xingxing immediately turned back and whispered comfortingly, "Mother, don't be afraid, I'm here, I can protect you."
“I’m not afraid if you don’t go out. Come here to your mother’s side, and I’ll protect you.” Zhao Guihua reached out to pull her.
"Sigh, I'll just stay in the room and not go anywhere." Xingxing leaned against Zhao Guihua's chest, pulling a dagger from under her pillow and gripping it tightly in case an assassin suddenly rushed in.
Huh? She felt something pressing against her waist. Xingxing looked down in confusion and saw that Zhao Guihua was tightly holding a handle that looked like an axe. The thing was hidden in the quilt next to her.
"Mother, what are you holding?"
Zhao Guihua didn't hide anything from her, "The axe your father gave me. This world is too chaotic, we have to be more careful. If anyone tries to harm us, we will not hesitate to chop them down with one axe."
So fierce?
Sigh, they must have been scared by the trouble they suffered before, which is why they are so cautious. It's not a bad thing; being more vigilant can prevent them from suffering losses.
The mother and daughter were talking when the fighting outside stopped. A short while later, there was a knock on the door, and a boy's clear and pleasant voice came from inside, "Xingxing, Aunt Zhao, you weren't frightened, were you?"
"Brother Lin, Mom and I are both fine, we just woke up," Xingxing said as she opened the door. She looked up at the boy and said softly, "It's all taken care of. Is no one hurt on our side?"
The young man lowered his eyes slightly, meeting her gaze, and said in a low voice, "No one was injured. It must have been people sent by the Imperial Concubine. Thirty assassins came, and they all died. It's a pity we couldn't leave any survivors."
These men in black had taken poison beforehand and would die at the appointed time. They came tonight intending to perish together with the others, but the people of Xianwu Island were too skilled, and the men in black were unable to take them down with them.
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