Chapter 53: Nearly strangled to death by the Third Prince
Wen Ziduan was wondering at this time, what kind of person is He Zhaojun?
If she had ambitions, she was defenseless today and revealed all her plans without hiding anything. She just shook hands with him and swore an oath, leaving no room for backup.
But if she is content with mediocrity, but always considers the people's livelihood in everything she does, this is definitely not something an ordinary girl can think of.
"Have I said too much? What if you change your mind and kill me with a knife?" He Zhaojun drank a glass of wine, frowned, and seemed a little worried.
Wen Ziduan smiled and said, "Now that we've come this far, why don't we talk about flag and lantern language?"
"Oh... If you're in an area with good visibility, erect more towers, send messages during the day, and move the cloth around, arranging it in black and white to convey different meanings. Keep the code separate from the codebook to prevent information leaks."
As she spoke, He Zhaojun rummaged through the chessboard, found a few black and white pieces, and arranged them in the middle to form a nine-square pattern, motioning Wen Zi to look at them.[26]
"But if we're on the march, won't this method fail?"
He Zhaojun nodded. "When the army is on the march, there are messengers who wave colorful flags back and forth, issuing orders... At night, the black and white checkered patterns and flags can't be seen, so lantern language is needed."
"The light is focused by a bronze mirror and shines onto the curtain, using alternating long and short beams as signals to create different meanings. This is a common method used on fishing boats. I secretly learned it and improved it... and I'm telling you this to only you!"
Wen Ziduan noticed that He Zhaojun was getting a bit tipsy. He stared at her with a complicated expression, "Is that all you need to do? Do you trust me?"
He Zhaojun's mind was sometimes clear, sometimes confused: "That's right, you are the most trustworthy person in the world! Others will bend the law for personal gain, but you will never! You will be a good king!"
Nonsense, the third prince, Wen Ziduan, was later appointed crown prince and smoothly inherited the throne, making him a wise ruler. Given his ability to appoint talented individuals and his thirst for talent, he wouldn't kill himself. Wouldn't that be killing the goose that lays the golden eggs?
Besides, although it seemed that everything was discussed in detail today, nothing was revealed about how to train, how to keep it confidential, and how to fight in actual combat. Even if Wen Ziduan wanted to put down his bowl and curse, he definitely couldn't do it.
Wen Ziduan's hand grabbed He Zhaojun's neck, but the other party had a drunken smile on her face and was not aware of the danger at all.
As long as he used a little force, he could make her die quickly. Tomorrow, there would only be one more cold, hard corpse in Yue Fei's Yongle Palace, and he would have gotten rid of a woman who could be his confidant or a serious threat.
For a long while, Wen Ziduan felt the pulse coming from the side of He Zhaojun's neck, just beneath her skin. After a long moment of deliberation, he finally loosened his grip. With a gesture, the old woman in the dark, led by two female officials, helped the person into the house.
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He Zhaojun woke up from a hangover the next day, not realizing that she had been to the gates of hell. She yawned and sat up.
"Mrs. Bai, what time is it?"
The old lady pushed the door open and entered the hall. "Young lady, it's already morning. Concubine Yue knows that you must be very tired from the conversation held by the Third Prince's hand last night, so she deliberately didn't ask anyone to wake you up."
Old Bai gave He Zhaojun the sobering soup and looked at her lovingly.
This morning, the Third Prince went to Concubine Yue's place and mentioned that he and He Zhaojun had a pleasant conversation in the courtyard last night. Even Old Lady Bai could see what he was thinking.
Old Bai was the tutor of Concubine Yue, and naturally she had watched Third Prince Wen Ziduan grow up. Now that he had someone he loved, she would naturally take better care of him.
He Zhaojun perked up after hearing this: "Old Lady Bai, believe it or not, His Majesty will call me over for questioning later."
Emperor Wen was even more anxious than Ling Zisheng because he was unable to propose marriage in person.
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