Chapter 166 What's Next is Our Business
"So, the old man risked his life just to bring down the King of Wu and reduce him to a commoner?" Song Zhimian looked at Ye Yunshu.
Ye Yunshu didn't speak, but just stared at the candlelight in the room.
That's exactly what Lord Shangguan and the Crown Prince meant.
Although Lord Shangguan didn't have many days left, Ye Yunshu still didn't want him to use his own life to make the Prince of Wu a commoner.
"My lord, I think the old man's life is more valuable than the King of Wu's life."
If the only way to save the old man's life is to reduce the King of Wu to a commoner...
"That's a bit of a loss for the old man!" Song Zhimian said calmly.
Ye Yunshu remained silent for a long time. She didn't want to speak either; she now harbored deep hatred for the King of Wu.
Ye Yunshu didn't speak until the candle flame slowly burst into blooming flowers.
"Song Zhimian, I also feel cheated!"
Therefore, the King of Wu must die!
But the problem now is that the death of the old man alone is not enough to warrant the death of the King of Wu.
Everyone knew that reducing him to a commoner was the limit.
To kill the King of Wu, we have much to do!
"My lord, you already have a solution in mind, don't you?" Song Zhimian asked hurriedly.
Ye Yunshu hummed in agreement and walked to the window, where she stood.
"Given the current situation, everyone knows that at most, the Prince of Wu will be demoted to a commoner, but he is a prince, so even if he is demoted to a commoner, it won't be considered a complete disaster."
Whether it's the King of Zhao or His Majesty, they will definitely secretly take care of it.
Perhaps he is already prepared for His Majesty to punish him.
I know His Majesty; he is a… somewhat ruthless person!
The old man held a high position and was revered by the students. Even so, the old man's life might only result in His Majesty demoting the King of Wu to a commoner.
Ultimately, in His Majesty's eyes, the King of Wu's actions were merely one part of the power struggle among the princes.
It hasn't affected what he cares about most yet.
Since that's the case, then let's add some more substance to King Wu's story.
Before Lian Qiao left, didn't she say that the murder of her whole family was inextricably linked to King Wu and King Zhao?
Previously, in order to ensure the steady progress of the war in the north, even if I had discovered some things, I would wait until His Majesty returned to the capital before reporting them.
I can't worry about that now.
There's also the matter of your third uncle's family.
I've also made some progress, but we need to continue investigating the specifics.
No matter which of these two matters is clarified, the King of Wu will have crossed His Majesty's bottom line.
I need at least seven days to find out everything.
I will inform the Shangguan family to keep the body in state for seven days.
Song Zhimian, I must devote all my attention to investigating these two matters over the next seven days.
Other matters... are not suitable for the Crown Prince to handle; only you can do them.
"Do you know what you're going to do?" Ye Yunshu asked Song Zhimian.
After a moment's thought, Song Zhimian knew what to do.
"I know, the most important thing is to make everyone think that this is just an ordinary murder case."
However, both parties involved are not ordinary individuals.
"We can't let them steer the tide toward the struggle for the princes!" Song Zhimian said immediately.
"Yes, you are meticulous and can handle unexpected situations."
Although Mu Xiao has been in charge of these things at Chun Bu Wan, there may be oversights.
From now on, you will go to Chunbuwan and watch how things unfold with Mu Xiao.
"Remember, we must not let this matter get involved in the struggle for the princes," Ye Yunshu reminded her again.
Song Zhimian nodded, indicating that she had remembered.
...
That evening, Ye Yunshu returned to her house with two large boxes of account books and stayed inside.
Song Zhimian also packed a few changes of clothes, reported back to the Crown Prince, and then quietly went to Chun Buwan.
Princess Yongxin, having received the news, was already waiting for Song Zhimian at Chunbuwan.
"Zhimian...
The news will spread tomorrow!
"The Shangguan family will start hanging white mourning clothes tonight, and there will probably be even more people coming to pay their respects tomorrow," Princess Yongxin said softly.
Song Zhimian hummed in agreement, then took Princess Yongxin's hand and asked.
Have Wutong Academy and Nanqing Academy notified them yet?
"As soon as I received the news, I sent someone to notify the two academies at full speed."
It is estimated that the students from the two academies will arrive in the capital in two days.
"The students and teachers of the academy should all arrive in the capital on the sixth day," Princess Yongxin whispered.
"There's still time!"
Although there are many candidates preparing for the imperial examinations in the capital, many of them have their own powerful backers.
To prolong this turmoil, the only option is to send the students and teachers of the two academies to the capital.
"They won't take sides; they'll only care about how the old man died," Song Zhimian whispered.
"Then tomorrow..." Princess Yongxin felt a little nervous.
She never expected that Lord Shangguan would die in the Ministry of Justice prison.
She originally thought it was just a matter of manipulating the King of Wu.
Who knows...
Now that Lord Shangguan is dead, what kind of turmoil will there be in the capital tomorrow!
Tomorrow...is crucial!
The Shangguan family has already started hanging white banners tonight, and the nobles in the capital are all heading to the Shangguan residence.
The news must have spread.
Lord Shangguan was taken away by the King of Wu, and also lost his life at his hands. Now the King of Wu is at a disadvantage.
Everyone knows that the King of Wu is responsible for the death of Lord Shangguan.
However, one night was enough time for the King of Wu to come up with some solutions.
The King of Wu would never sit idly by and wait for his death.
His preferred method was to steer the matter towards a power struggle between the princes.
Remember, tomorrow, no matter which teahouse it is, you must not let anyone start this trend.
If it shows any signs of trouble, nip it in the bud!
"Tomorrow is the most crucial day. No matter where you are, there can be no dissenting voices," Song Zhimian said solemnly.
Princess Yongxin clenched her fist and hummed in agreement.
"Okay, let's simulate what might happen tomorrow."
What are some of the possible noises that might arise, and how should we respond to them?
We only have one hour to discuss these things; making arrangements will take more time…
As she spoke, Song Zhimian led Princess Yongxin to sit down at the desk, spread out the Xuan paper on the table, picked up the brush, and the two began to discuss earnestly and quietly.
...
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, carriages began arriving at the official residence.
The stone lions at the entrance of the Shangguan Mansion, as well as the gate and walls, have all been covered in white paint.
Several white banners were also erected high.
The whole street was filled with a sense of sorrow, solemnity, and grief.
Wailing cries echoed continuously from the Shangguan residence. The steward, accompanied by two pairs of servants dressed in mourning, stood at the entrance, guiding each mourner inside to offer incense to the deceased elder…
...
Spring Festival is not late, and it opened early too.
Almost the instant the door opened, it was surrounded by people.
"Lord Shangguan died in prison; he was dragged and slammed against a wall to his death!"
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