If it wasn't a dispute over the throne, Shen Heng didn't expect that she had guessed right: "This Fourth Prince is too abominable. He actually didn't embezzle military rations. That concerns the lives of tens of thousands of people in Wanzhou."
No matter how much you fight, you shouldn't use the lives of ordinary people as bargaining chips.
Seeing Ah Heng's face filled with rage, Xie Jian thought of how the Master must have been furious when he learned about this. And what about himself? He used this incident to propose this plan to Eunuch Wang.
At that time, the only thing on his mind was the hatred for his brother and relatives.
"What's wrong with you?" Shen Heng asked with concern when she saw that Xie Jian's face looked a little off.
Xie Jian gently stroked Chen Heng's cheek with one hand, looking at the clear and warm eyes, a hint of hesitation suddenly flashed through his heart, and he was also a little scared.
Shen Heng was not used to the touch on her face, but she didn't hate it either. But why were Xie Jian's hands so rough? Her cheeks hurt from being rubbed, so she took his hand and looked at it: "Why are there so many calluses?"
Xie Jian took a closer look at his hands. His fingers were long, his nails were clean and neat, his skin was fair and his joints were distinct, but there were many calluses on the palms of his hands. He didn't have to do any housework, so where did the calluses come from?
"We practiced martial arts with Brother Gu Feng and the others." Xie Jianyu, he could now hold her.
Practice martial arts? Chen Heng was surprised: "You know martial arts?"
"Some."
"Then you can fly lightly? Just fly from here to there in a flash."
Seeing the anticipation gleaming in Ah Heng's eyes, Xie Jian laughed: "Climbing a wall is no problem."
Chen Heng was a little embarrassed. Using the word "climb" is a bit awkward, right?
"Only those who have practiced martial arts for many years may be able to fly from here to there in a flash." Xie Jian has seen Li Hu and others fly like this, and now he lets them train their own guards.
"If there is such a person, please bring him to me someday and let me see him." Chen Heng had been envious for a long time: "By the way, the master can use darts, so will he be easy to deal with?"
"No." Xie Jian answered firmly.
Chen Heng: "..." Oh, I accidentally said the wrong thing. This guy is jealous of the teacher. Change the subject: "Mrs. Tang is not here today. Did something happen?"
Speaking of Yu, Xie Jian's expression turned cold: "She discovered that her husband's death was related to her father."
"What could it be?" Chen Heng said casually, "Could it be that he discovered some secret of Duke Yu?" This is usually the plot.
Xie Jian nodded.
Shen Heng couldn't believe it: "What secret?"
"I'll tell you after it's confirmed." He would never hide anything Ah-heng wanted to know, but Xie Jian would also try to keep things simple. To him, Ah-heng, there was no need to know those dark things.
The next day, the entire imperial capital was talking about how Lord Zhang was arrested on the day of the Eighth Prince's wedding.
I heard that the eighth prince went to the emperor early in the morning on his wedding day to cry and complain about his grievances. After all, no one would be happy if such a thing happened on their wedding night.
What Shen Heng didn't expect was that in the afternoon, news came out that Mr. Zhang had committed suicide in prison.
So cruel.
However, this matter did not cause any stir among the common people. It was just because the New Year was approaching and everyone was preparing for the New Year and discussing with their relatives how to get along with them during the first month of the year.
Chen Heng was also busy running her business. A major festival like the Chinese New Year was the perfect time to make money.
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