Chapter 6: The Heavenly Master's Prophecy, It's Difficult to Defy Fate
"Zhao Zhouxing is the prime minister after all. It must be no easy feat to sit in this position. If he was really abandoned as you said, who in Dayu could have such ability?"
"Flooding in Zengguo in the south? This natural disaster seems different from previous ones. In just two days, the registered death toll alone has surpassed the drought in Bingguo in the north a few years ago."
"The Fifth Princess left for Zeng Kingdom yesterday?"
Zeng and Bing were both vassal states of Dayu. Shang Yuwan chattered incessantly, her mind racing as fast as the pages of a letter, her mind constantly calculating.
Their positions and power far surpassed hers, not to mention their hidden spies and lackeys. Last time, they finally tracked down a Langjiang national among Zhang Jiuquan's subordinates, but they were all killed before they could follow up on the clues. If the other party hadn't deliberately revealed their tracks this time, they might have had to keep tracking Zhang Jiuquan for a while longer.
Shang Yuwan is very clear that she is not alone. She has a family to protect. She needs to think carefully before taking one step at a time so that she can get revenge to the greatest extent possible and ensure the safety of her family.
There was a sudden sharp pain in his head. Shang Yuwan subconsciously reached out and hit his head, then continued to read the letter at a glance.
"Why don't you go find Ji Suxian first."
The poster pressed down Shang Yuwan's hand which was constantly flipping through the letter, and the tip of his ear quickly turned a thin layer of red.
"If we act too hastily, it will be counterproductive." He suppressed the throbbing in his heart. "If something happens to my body, it will be difficult to do anything else."
Shang Yuwan's forehead was throbbing with pain. She didn't notice that the man had just touched her hand, and her ears turned red with embarrassment. She stopped listening and stood up.
"Okay, I'll go find Ji Suxian first. You should look for other clues that can be used. It would be best to use Zhang Jiuquan as an incision and find out what he wants to send recently and where he wants to send it."
"If possible, follow this thread and dig up all the details of the Crown Prince, the Prime Minister, and Zhang Jiuquan's private dealings with Langjiang. Evidence, witnesses, and testimony—none can be left out. They are all top figures, and their private dealings with Langjiang are not simple monetary transactions."
The prince and others are in high positions and have great power. If they have any plans, it will definitely not just be about the Yan Clan, not to mention that it is related to a foreign country, which will probably only involve a wider range of people.
As she spoke, Shang Yuwan walked towards the door. She had her back to the host, and a hint of ferocity and cruelty appeared on her face.
"Yanmen must not be destroyed in their hands."
They are using her father and the monk's family to provoke her, hoping to lure her into taking the bait and making things easier for them. Then let's see who will live and who will die!
How could the host not know what Shang Yuwan was thinking? He watched her open the door and suddenly said, "Have you ever considered that if the Shang family were to be exterminated, His Majesty would also be involved—the prophecy from thirteen years ago?"
"...I know and have thought about it." Shang Yuwan stopped and turned her head, but the poster could not see her expression clearly.
"Which prophecy do you think is true or false?"
Her voice was as cold as ice.
Since the 16th year of Chao Xuan, Dayu has established the Wentian Pavilion, a department to recruit talented people to serve the royal family, and the Heavenly Master Wen Qijun is the person in charge of the Wentian Pavilion.
[A dragon rises from the west, the heart of the country.] — This was the last and only prophecy that Wen Qijun uttered before he disappeared.
This prophecy forced Shang Yuwan to be separated from her family from the age of five in her previous life. Her father, Shang Junhu, had vowed never to return to the court to guard Yanxi when he was young. Back then, the little girl still had the arrogance of a general raised in Yanmen. When she followed the sick Lu Xu to Kyoto to settle down, she had the same high-spirited spirit as Shang Junhu.
Shang Yuwan's nails seemed to dig into the palm of her hand.
...But in the third month after returning to Beijing, her mother cut her wrist with a sharp silver jade feather-shaped hairpin and died of blood loss.
"What does the OP mean? Could it be that those eight characters were the ultimate reason why the entire Shang family was killed?"
Pulling his thoughts back to the present, Shang Yuwan sneered.
"If it really is His Majesty, then whether it's prophecies or rumors, they are nothing but a cover to him."
The poster watched her quietly as she walked towards Ji Suxian's pharmacy, and continued to stare at her until she was completely out of sight.
"......yes."
He whispered.
"People change."
The OP's words came out of nowhere, but fortunately no one heard them, so naturally no one doubted them.
Not long after, the poster was looking at the letter when his ears suddenly twitched.
The footsteps came from Ji Suxian.
"Where is she?"
A woman in blue pushed the door open, rolled her eyes when she heard the words, put the food box in her hand on the table, and pushed the letters aside.
"She's in good health, but she's just having a headache because she's been thinking too much. I just gave her a few injections and she's already asleep at my place."
"Eat it. I've changed the medicinal food today. I'll watch you finish it."
"It's not like I don't want to eat, why are you staring at me?"
The poster took off his mask, revealing a face so handsome that it was hard to tell whether it was male or female, with thin eyebrows and long eyes, and a look like a kind bodhisattva.
Unfortunately, his left eye was dim and there was a scar running from his left eyebrow to his cheek, making him look like a broken stone statue of Bodhisattva in a dilapidated temple.
If Shang Yuwan saw his true face, the deal between them would have to be renegotiated from the beginning - the reason was simply that this man was her husband, Prince Qi Xiao Qingxu, whom she had worshipped in her previous life.
"Brother Xiao."
Ji Su sat idly opposite Xiao Qingxu, supporting her head with one hand and fiddling with the hairpin she had taken off her head with the other hand.
Xiao Qingxu was eating and only replied with a muffled "hmm".
Ji Suxian asked casually, "Is she really just a counselor who can help you assist the princess in ascending the throne?"
"Um."
Seeing his perfunctory response, Ji Suxian stopped talking and waited for him to finish eating before reaching out to take his pulse.
“…”
“…”
Xiao Qingxu remained silent, and Ji Suxian had no expression on her face. She just lowered her eyes, and the changes in her eyes were very interesting.
In the end, it was Ji Suxian who broke the strange silence and sighed.
"Since neither you nor Master are telling me, I won't ask in a roundabout way."
Ji Suxian cleaned up the dishes and put them back in the lunch box, stood up and started to walk away, but suddenly stopped halfway.
"Brother Xiao, don't blame me for being nosy. The current Shang Yuwan is not the young lady from the Shang family who turned a blind eye to your affection."
"Although women's circumstances in today's world are no less difficult than before, it's still rare to have such knowledge and vision. Also, you've diagnosed the Shang family's young lady's pulse, and I've diagnosed her too."
Xiao Qingxu remained silent. Ji Su stopped talking and left.
"I know."
In the empty room, Xiao Qingxu's voice was as vague as mist.
He reached out to feel his pulse.
Sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes visible, sometimes invisible, almost out of reach.
His spirit was scattered.
Xiao Qingxu muttered to himself, saying words that no one could understand.
"It is difficult to defy fate."
Xiao Qingxu's gaze fell on the letter.
But he never believed in fate.
He only believes that everything is man-made.
If a person can focus his mind on one thing throughout his life, nothing is impossible for him. Even if he is half a step ahead of heaven, he still wins.
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