Lu Ziyuan looked at the small pistol, which was the weapon that Zhong Muyu had provided to his bodyguard.
The quantity is limited, and it's unknown how Lu Zifeng managed to get his hands on them.
Lu Zifeng, however, seemed to know perfectly well: "Seventh Brother, why hide it anymore? I have already witnessed the power of this thing. With it, even a thousand troops are no match for it."
"I see."
Seeing that Lu Ziyuan had not yet reacted, Lu Zifeng continued, "Seventh brother, do you know that with such a thing, not only the throne, but also the surrounding barbarian disturbances are no problem at all? Seventh brother has no desire to compete for the throne, but since you have such a powerful weapon, it would be a pity to let it be buried here."
“If it can benefit the country and the people, I will do it without hesitation. But the situation is unclear now, and I am afraid it will become a weapon that only causes killing. Besides, this thing was not made by the princess. The person who could make such a thing is no longer alive. These are all that are left. Once they are used up, they will be gone. If you want to win with this thing, then take this and find a craftsman to study and remake it.”
However, Lu Ziyuan's explanation did not convince Lu Zifeng, so he decided to compromise: "It is unknown when those craftsmen will succeed by trial and error alone. Since Seventh Brother's wife was able to obtain it, she must know something. Seventh Brother, if you do not want to help, I will not force you. However, Seventh Brother's wife's knowledge should not be buried. Rest assured, this matter will be carried out in secret. On the surface, you will still be a neutral party who does not participate in the struggle."
Lu Ziyuan couldn't take it anymore: "Yu'er doesn't understand these things either, so she can't help you. Your Majesty, I've said all I can. There are many of us brothers, and naturally there are some who are more useful than me. We just want to stay here peacefully, so you don't need to say anything more."
Seeing that there was no chance at all, Lu Zifeng was very angry, but he still suppressed his anger, stood up, and said with a regretful expression: "Alas! Since that's the case, it's my brother who has disturbed you. Farewell."
He led his men away swiftly, and Lu Ziyuan's guards secretly followed them. They returned directly to the inn and planned to leave Lingqing early the next morning.
Inside the room, after listening to the guard's report, Zhong Muyu said, "He's a decisive person. He knows it won't work, so he won't pester me or come up with any crooked ideas."
"Lu Zifeng is not the kind of petty and malicious person. He is just good at hiding his thoughts. He has always been law-abiding and no one would have thought that he had secretly cultivated a lot of power."
"The throne is vacant, which is tempting to many people, and that's not surprising."
Zhong Muyu slumped into a chair and tossed a spicy peanut into her mouth.
Looking at the plate of bright red peanuts, Lu Ziyuan asked her, "Do you like spicy food that much?"
"Yes, I've always loved eating it!"
As she spoke, she chuckled and touched her belly: "We often say that sour foods indicate a boy and spicy foods indicate a girl, so maybe I'm having a daughter!"
"A daughter is fine too. I'll teach her martial arts, and you can teach her how to make weapons. Maybe she can become a great general in Yuanqi in the future."
"Great! I've always believed that women are just as capable as men, and I'm so happy that she's become such a girl."
Zhong Muyu happily touched her belly.
...
Sure enough, as soon as it was light, Lu Zifeng secretly went back. The round trip took very little time, and he was not discovered by King Wen's men.
However, Lu Zifeng did not give up on winning over Lu Ziyuan. Since Zhong Muyu was more useful, he wanted to target Zhong Muyu alone.
The idea of kidnapping people resurfaced.
However, given Lu Ziying's example, kidnapping someone doesn't seem feasible. If Zhong Muyu escapes again, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Just as Lu Zifeng was deep in thought, someone outside announced that Yin Ruixin wanted to see him.
Lu Zifeng was just racking his brains for a solution when he heard it was Yin Ruixin, so he quickly had someone invite her in.
"Did Your Highness fail?"
Yin Ruixin bowed, as if she had expected this.
Lu Zifeng did not agree. He asked, "You've been in the Prince of Ling's residence for so long, you should know quite a bit. Is there any other way?"
"Although I lived in the Prince of Ling's mansion for a period of time, they were always wary of me and kept me locked up in one place under strict guard, so I didn't know much."
"Keep a close watch on you? I remember you were given to Prince Ling as a concubine. How come he hasn't touched you at all?"
“That’s right. Princess Consort Ling is formidable. She’s vengeful and jealous, while Prince Ling is currently devoted to her and has no other women around him.”
When this was brought up, Yin Ruixin was quite frank. Anyway, it was all in the past. She was just sent to Ling Qing as a tool. She had no feelings for him and could not rely on the Prince of Ling for a living.
Lu Zifeng found it amusing: "I never expected Seventh Brother to be so devoted. No wonder he's not even interested in the throne for her. But how long will Seventh Brother keep liking such a combative and jealous woman? Besides, she's pregnant now."
Everyone in Lingqing City knew that Zhong Muyu was pregnant. In the eyes of these wealthy young men, it was simply impossible for a wife to be pregnant for ten months without taking another concubine.
Yin Rui thought for a moment and said, "If I were to give this to the Prince of Ling's concubine now, I don't think it would be of much use. They have just gone through a life-or-death experience, and the current situation is not good. They will not be easily separated by sowing discord."
Lu Zifeng sighed: "I do have this idea, but I am more lamenting that in this case, the only way is to kidnap Zhong Muyu."
"But, Your Highness, think of the late Emperor..."
“I am not as foolish as him. I have my reasons.”
Lu Zifeng seemed to have a plan in mind, so Yin Ruixin stopped talking. Now she only wanted to save her life and didn't care about anything else.
...
Zhong Muyu was unaware that she was being targeted again. At present, she was only focusing on resting at home and rarely went out.
To avoid tiring her outings, Lu Ziyuan had all the shop accounts sent to the Prince's Mansion so she wouldn't have to check them one by one. Moreover, to better take care of her, Zhang Mama, who used to work at Yunshang Pavilion, also returned.
Zhong Muyu was delighted to see Granny Zhang, who not only came but also brought things she had made herself.
Even Zaochun and Qiao'er couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so exquisitely made!"
They held the small clothes, shoes, toy balls, and tiger-head hats with great delight. Zhang Mama smiled and said, "This old servant has been preparing these things ever since I heard that the Princess was pregnant. These things are not precious, but they are just a small token of my appreciation. I hope the Princess will not find them offensive."
"How could that be? With your skillful hands, Granny, such exquisite things are worth a fortune!"
Zhong Muyu held the small floral ball, with tassels and bells hanging from both ends, and various patterns embroidered on it.
Zhang Mama was a little shy from the praise: "Your Highness is too kind."
Zhong Muyu looked through the other items and suddenly noticed something was wrong: "Granny, these things seem more like they're for boys."
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