"Is the news reliable?"
Arriving at the pavilion, Yun Zheng suppressed his excitement and asked Ye Zi.
After waiting for so long, the mastermind behind the scenes finally took action.
"This is the news Ying Er personally sent back!"
Ye Zi handed a secret letter to Yun Zheng, "At present, Ying Er has already started contacting the caravan!"
"Mingyue's idea is that the caravan should not agree to work for them yet, but wait until they offer more benefits to bribe the caravan, or send more important people to contact the caravan, and then agree..."
Yun Zheng listened to Ye Zi's narration while opening the letter and reading it.
Looking at the contents of the letter, Yun Zheng's smile was particularly bright.
interesting!
So interesting!
...
...
Send your own people to win over the forces you secretly support.
The mastermind behind this is truly a genius!
Unfortunately, although Ying Er is now in charge of Black Crow, he has not had the opportunity to meet that "old man".
Currently, Ying Er’s direct superior is still the leader of the White Crows.
That "old man" was too cautious and only had single-line contact with the leader of the White Crows.
However, Ying Er and his men have been lurking inside Black Crow for a long time.
After such a long time, they have managed to find out some useful things.
They were sure that there was someone planted by the mastermind around Yun Zheng, but they were not sure of his identity.
At the end of the letter, Ying Er also reminded them to be careful.
Yun Zheng read the secret letter carefully again before handing it to Ye Zi to put away.
He had expected that the mastermind behind the scenes would place spies around him.
He had always been suspicious of Yu Fu.
Until now, I still doubt Yu Fu.
However, no news came from the people who were secretly monitoring Yu Fu.
He didn't know whether Yu Fu was too patient or he had wronged Yu Fu.
If it wasn't Yu Fu, who else could it be?
Ji Ran?
Or, someone else?
This was something he had expected, but Ying Er's reminder made him alert again.
"The personnel are still uncertain at the moment, so don't make random suspicions."
Ye Zi knew that Yun Zheng began to suspect the people around him, and quickly reminded him: "This reckless suspicion is likely to affect innocent people."
"Yes, I know."
Yun Zheng nodded gently and said, "Tell Mingyue later and follow her idea!"
"good!"
Ye Zi agreed, "By the way, Mu Shun also sent a letter, you can take a look at it too!"
As she spoke, Ye Zi took out another letter and handed it to Yun Zheng.
This letter talks about the Xiqu delegation's visit to the Dagan Imperial City.
The Xiqu delegation led by Su Zan arrived in the imperial city half a month ago, and Yun Li received the Xiqu delegation with high standards.
In the end, Su Zan signed a series of agreements with Dagan on behalf of Xiqu.
The two sides reopened trade channels and launched comprehensive exchanges in culture and other areas.
In addition, Suzan also proposed marriage to Sangjie and Dagan on behalf of the Holy King of Xiqu, asking Dagan to choose a princess to marry to Xiqu and marry Sangjie's son Basang Tsering.
Yun Li had originally intended to marry Princess Linping, who had been planning to marry Wei Wenzhong's son, to Basang Tsering, but due to opposition from Emperor Wen and several court officials, the matter had not been finalized.
After reading the contents of the letter, Yun Zheng couldn't help but curl his lips.
Marriage?
And your grandma's!
Xiqu will be destroyed sooner or later, why bother with the marriage alliance?
"Are you cursing Yun Li in your heart?"
Ye Zi couldn't help but ask with a smile.
"I'm too lazy to scold."
Yun Zheng shrugged. "Write a memorial to the court for me, telling the third brother that he has no shame, but I still have some. If he dares to marry me, I will kill him!"
“…”
Ye Zi's pretty face twitched, "Just write it directly like that?"
"Yes, it's that direct!"
Yun Zheng nodded heavily.
No need to be polite to the third brother.
If you are polite to him, he will take advantage of you.
"All right!"
Ye Zi smiled helplessly and asked, "Do you want to write a letter to Ying Er as well?"
"Need not!"
Yun Zheng shook his head. "They are now lurking within the enemy. We must be cautious in everything we do! If we don't take the initiative to contact them, it will be the greatest protection for them!"
If anything happens, Ying Er will find a way to contact them proactively.
The less contact they have, the lower their risk of exposure.
Judging from the current situation, Ying Er has not yet completely gained the trust of the "old man".
"Too."
Ye Zi nodded and asked again: "Do you think that the enemy's sudden action is related to the Second Prince and his men?"
Yun Zheng lowered his brows and pondered for a while, then replied, "There should be! Now the second and fifth brothers are reflecting on themselves behind closed doors, and the fourth brother has also come to my side! If the mastermind behind the scenes is not one of them, then in this case, the mastermind behind the scenes should also be anxious..."
The third brother is about to get rid of all the brothers in the court!
If the mastermind behind this doesn't do something, he will just be waiting to die!
"I hope so!"
Ye Zi let out a long breath.
As long as the mastermind takes action, they will have a chance to catch him.
The fear is that the other party will remain inactive and stab them in the back at the critical moment.
Yun Zheng patted Ye Zi's hand and said, "Alright, don't think too much about it! Since the other party has already made a move, we don't need to play tricks to lure the snake out of its hole! Please help me submit a memorial to the court first and have someone deliver it to the imperial city as quickly as possible!"
Ye Zi was about to agree, but her eyes suddenly turned and she said with a sweet smile: "How about you write it yourself? It's just a few words anyway, it won't take too long! Your handwriting is easier to recognize, and the memorial you write by hand should be more intimidating."
"Well... that's fine!"
Yun Zheng said this and pulled Ye Zi to the study.
Soon, Yun Zheng finished writing the memorial.
A memorial usually contains less than twenty words.
Ye Zi smiled at Yun Zheng, then immediately walked out with the memorial and ordered someone to deliver it to the court as quickly as possible.
When Yun Zheng came outside again, Miaoyin was telling Shen Luoyan that Yun Zheng had written a song specifically for Jia Yao.
As soon as she saw Yun Zheng, Shen Luoyan teased with a smile on her face: "My Lord, when will you write a song specifically for me?"
“Ahem…”
Yun Zheng's face turned red. "Why are you still thinking about such a thing?"
"Isn't that so?"
Shen Luoyan smiled sweetly, "It's such a romantic thing, you can't be partial to one and ignore the other, right?"
Mood?
Yun Zheng looked at Shen Luoyan with a dark face.
Just copying a song is called romance?
"Okay! Isn't it just a song?"
Yun Zheng didn't care. He walked to Shen Luoyan and sat down. He put his arm around Shen Luoyan's waist and said with a sly smile, "I will sing for you in bed tonight!"
"Pooh!"
Shen Luoyan blushed and pinched Yun Zheng lightly, "You are so unruly!"
Jia Yao glanced at the two of them with some envy, and then looked around: "By the way, why don't I see Qi Yan?"
"He's studying at the academy, so he won't be back until later."
Chen Luoyan took over the conversation, "Don't worry, he is with Nianci, they are protected by someone, nothing will happen..."
The new-style school in Shuofang has been built.
There is no need to ask Shen Nianci and the others to teach the teacher anymore.
However, today's new-style schools are only attended by children of meritorious servicemen, and have not yet been popularized to ordinary people.
Wu Qingyang worked as a teacher in a new-style school. He taught the arithmetic he learned from Yun Zheng to the children in the school. If he didn't understand something, he would come to ask Yun Zheng for help.
Yun Zheng said that many such new-style schools will be built in the future.
I don't know when it will be completed...
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