Chapter 142 Interception
In the middle of the night, Ling Yu wore a nightgown and hid in the darkness.
The streets were deserted, with only the sound of the night watchman beating the gong.
He had his men at the South Gate, and he planned to set out from the South Gate and head straight for Yizhou.
A group of people suddenly appeared in front of me.
Ji Yanxing really knew that Ling Qingyan was not dead, and he even sent people to keep a close eye on him.
He is in prison, where did the news come from?
Ling Yu did not bring any men with him, and the three people in front of him seemed to have strong martial arts skills. Ji Yanxing seemed to have calculated his thoughts and blocked his way.
Is he sick? Is his brain full of water?
What's the point of being on guard against him? The Crown Prince is obviously more dangerous. He has no intention of doing anything to Qingyan. What will happen to his niece if he doesn't inform her? Can Ji Yanxing stop the Crown Prince?
"Your master is an idiot." Ling Yu only showed his eyes, but just a pair of eyes could show how speechless he was at the moment.
What the hell is this?
"The master asked us to tell His Highness that you are old and it is not easy for you to travel. Extreme joy and sorrow are not good for your health. You should take good care of yourself in the capital."
Ling Yu was so angry that he laughed, "Idiot."
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the sword in his hand burst out with a cold light, "Then give it a try."
Just as he was about to get up, he heard footsteps. Ling Yu looked up and saw the Crown Prince's deputy leading a team of East Palace guards rushing over.
Very good, the prince also sent people to keep an eye on him.
Are you all free?
All targeting him?
Really well prepared.
Ling Yu nodded, put away his sword, and didn't say a word to the people from the East Palace. He just sighed, then held his breath and returned to Prince Yong's Mansion with his sword.
Ling Zhuoan and Ji Yanxing led 2,000 elite soldiers to Yingzhou.
There are always a few bandits and robbers who occupy the mountains and act as kings in every place, but they are just a bunch of rabble and cannot cause any big waves. If they could cause any waves, the emperor would have sent troops to deal with them long ago.
In the words of some people in the court, this bandit suppression campaign was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
The prefect of Yingzhou had never expected that his place would be so valued by the imperial court. Many people would never see the emperor and the prince in their entire lives. Almost all the officials of Yingzhou rushed to welcome the prince, vying with each other to show their faces in front of him.
After resting in Yingzhou for only one day, Ji Yanxing was about to go out to suppress the bandits, and Ling Zhuoan was always by his side.
Even if Ling Zhuoan was not there, the guards of the Eastern Palace would follow Ji Yanxing closely.
"Your Highness, are you watching me too closely? I just want to redeem myself from my crimes. Why do you distrust me so much?"
"I do whatever I want. Why does General Ji feel so guilty?" Ling Zhuoan took a sip of tea and looked at him slowly.
People, no matter how much they pretend, can still see their true grief through pretending. Something is wrong with Ji Yanxing and Ling Yutai, and it must be related to his imperial sister.
"Your Highness is mistaken. I have no guilty conscience."
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In Yizhou, Ling Qingyan's opinion of Mu Xianzhi has changed a lot.
Apart from often hanging around Ling Qingyan, he didn't cause any trouble.
He took the initiative to help Furong Manor and did a lot of things. Ling Qingyan treated him as a small worker and paid him monthly wages. Mu Xianzi didn't argue with her and collected his monthly salary with peace of mind.
He really can do everything well. Even when he has an argument with some difficult customers, he handles it very appropriately and perfectly, neither servile nor overbearing.
Nor did they hold grudges and assassinate each other.
Just complaining to Ling Qingyan.
Ling Qingyan later felt that she couldn't waste such a good resource as Mu Xianzi, and she had other options for these matters.
Although Yizhou's economy was relatively prosperous, there were not that many schools. In other words, there were not many schools for the common people, and the few that did exist were mostly for men.
Although Daling allowed girls to take the imperial examinations, those schools rarely accepted girls, or few families would send their daughters to school.
But that doesn't mean there are no girls who want to study. That day, when Ling Qingyan passed by Huashui Lane, she saw a ten-year-old girl holding a torn book and reading it.
"Why are you studying here?" Ling Qingyan asked.
"Because my family doesn't want me to study and waste money. This is my brother's broken book, so I wanted to take it and read it for a while." The little girl replied.
Ling Qingyan felt complicated and went back to discuss it with Mu Xianzhi and the others. Cui Huailang also joined in. He said that this was a good deed to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, and he also wanted to contribute money.
So the free Yunjin Academy was opened, and Ling Qing used the money from fireworks to hire a teacher. Mu Xianzhi and Shen Chuo were also among the teachers who taught the courses.
Ling Qingyan and Cui Huailang provided the funds, and the two men provided the labor. When the people heard that it was free, many of them wanted to send their children to the academy, but only a few were willing to send girls.
So there was a rule: "Any boy who enters the academy must bring a girl with him."
If I’m going to give something away, I’ll give it to a man and a woman, otherwise I won’t accept it.
This rule is very useful, and the gender ratio in Yunjin Academy is quite even.
That day, Cui Huailang appeared in front of Ling Qingyan.
"After being busy for so many days, I think Furong Manor has gradually stabilized. Boss Gu, why don't you put your work aside and take a vacation to have some fun?" Cui Huailang asked Ling Qingyan to go out.
In the past few days, he saw her getting closer and closer to that child foster husband, even though Sister Qingxi was quite repulsed by Mu Yan when she first met him.
Cui Huailang's sense of crisis grew stronger and stronger.
That Mu Yan already had half the status, and he didn't know what happened between them before, but if Sister Qingxi's impression of him completely changed and she let go of the past, wouldn't he have no chance?
No, he has to fight for it.
"Okay." Ling Qingyan also wanted to relax. "Is there any fun place?"
"Yes, of course. After all, I'm quite good at playing." Cui Huailang moved closer to Ling Qingyan and said mysteriously, "I just don't know if Sister Qingxi dares to go."
"I told you to go wherever you dare to go, why shouldn't I go? Where is it?" Ling Qingyan looked at him with a smile.
"Zuixian Garden." Cui Huailang spread out the folding fan in his hand, his eyes curved. "My friend and I opened this, so I'm half the owner."
"Boss Cui has quite a lot of assets." Ling Qingyan looked at him with admiration.
"That's right." Cui Huailang joked, "I have saved up a lot of betrothal gifts for my future wife."
"A successful person." Ling Qingyan said leisurely, "But what's that for?"
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