"The Moon Worship Cult is probably on the verge of collapse. I heard you sent the Divine Sword Army to Xirong."
Fu Xiaoguan nodded. "The existence of this kind of sect is of no benefit to the country or the people. The Yu Dynasty needs stability. If Your Highness succeeds in this rebellion, I think the Moon Worship Sect will not be tolerated."
Yu Wenshu laughed, "That's not necessarily true. After all, the Saint of the Moon Worshiping Cult is the only wife I will have in this life."
"Come to think of it, you've been in Xirong for quite some time. Have you ever been to the Moon Worship Sect's main altar?"
Yu Wenshu nodded. "I've been there, and they even honored me as the Holy Son... Holy Son, hahahaha..."
He shook his head. "In fact, the Moon Worship Sect doesn't have much luck anymore. Over two hundred years have passed. How many people still really want to rebel? Rebelling against Yu and restoring Chen... that's just a joke."
"So, Your Highness is taking advantage of the Moon Worship Cult?"
"Aren't they taking advantage of me?"
"I remember there was another key figure in the Moon Worship Sect, the one who ran away from Prince Hui's mansion. What was his name?"
"Chen Haonan, a descendant of the Chen family of the previous dynasty, and the younger brother of my wife, Chen Zuojun."
Fu Xiaoguan was startled, "Chen Haonan?"
"Yeah, a little-known person, why are you so excited?"
"Ah... no, the name is a bit imposing."
Fu Xiaoguan was thinking that after catching this guy, he would ask him if he knew the boss of Causeway Bay.
Yu Wenshu ate up all the food on the table and drank the bottle of wine till not a drop was left.
"When do you plan to hand me over to His Majesty?"
"Get some rest tonight. Tomorrow, get some more sleep. There's no rush."
After having a full meal and a drink, Yu Wenshu leaned back and turned to look out the window.
There are many pleasure boats floating on the Qinhuai River outside the window, and the big red lanterns dotted on the Qinhuai River are very beautiful.
But he might never see such beauty again in his life, so he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic at this moment.
"Your Highness, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? If I can do it, I will help you fulfill it."
Yu Wenshu was silent for a while, and suddenly remembered the humiliation he suffered in Rongzhou when he was in trouble.
"In the Jiannan West Road, the governor of Rongzhou, Tang Lin, has been corrupt and abused his power. He oppresses the people and preys on them. The people of Rongzhou call him the Tiger Tang. If you don't mind getting your hands dirty, then go and kill his family. He has a son known as the Third Young Master Tang. This man... must die."
Fu Xiaoguan didn't understand why Yu Wenshu would make such a simple request at this time. He nodded slightly and said, "If it is verified, then it will be as you wish."
Tang Lin, who was thousands of miles away, never expected that the evil slave under his third son had hit a beggar with a stick, which would lead to the destruction of his entire family!
Fu Xiaoguan thought for a moment and asked, "I know you have a daughter. Do you want me to help take care of her?"
This time, Yu Wenshu was silent for an even longer time. He thought of what Chen Zuojun said before his death, and the well-behaved appearance of his daughter Yu Yixi. He suddenly felt that if he had really been a well-behaved Prince Jin in Xirong, with his family reunited, and lived like that for the rest of his life, it would have been extremely wonderful.
But he just smiled. If that were the case, would he really feel at peace? So people really won't cry until they see the coffin, and won't turn back until they hit the wall.
He and his elder brother Yu Wentian fought for the position of crown prince for more than ten years, but what happened in the end?
But it was the uncompetitive fifth brother who got a great bargain.
Queen Shang, you really have a good plan!
He withdrew his thoughts and nodded. "If you are not afraid of being implicated, please help me raise Yixi and marry her off to an ordinary family. Don't tell her anything about me and her mother."
"good."
"Remember, Yixi was born on December 15th, the third year of the Xuanli calendar. She's almost seven years old now, but I've never celebrated her birthday."
"I'll give it to her."
Yu Wenshu withdrew his gaze and suddenly smiled, "So are we enemies?"
"We're not enemies. In fact... we could have been friends. It's just that our paths diverged from the very beginning, and we've gone our separate ways. If you had been content to be Prince Jin, perhaps we could have ended up together. But now..."
Fu Xiaoguan shook his head. "We are not enemies, but we are not friends either."
"Just a passerby?"
Fu Xiaoguan laughed and said, "Yes, it's just a passerby."
"I never expected that my funeral would be handled by a passerby... After my head is chopped off, please help me retrieve it. If you can sew it back to my body, that would be great. But if not, that's fine too. Just bury me in Nanshan, somewhere where you can see the Nanshan Villa."
"Grandma Empress is in the Imperial Mausoleum. She likes Nanshan Villa very much, and she also likes us very much. I will go and help her guard Nanshan Villa. It would be nice if I could just keep an eye on it."
"That place is mine now!"
Yu Wenshu laughed heartily, "That's even better. I'll help you keep an eye on it, and no one will dare to take over Nanshan Villa."
Fu Xiaoguan glared at Yu Wenshu and thought, isn't it scary just looking at you there?
"Let's get down to business now. The Moon Worship Cult still has a Saint-level expert. Who is he?"
"I don't know either. Chen Zuojun died at his hands..."
Yu Wenshu paused, remembering the scene at the long pavilion, "If my guess is correct, it must be the Grand Elder of Cemen."
He suddenly leaned forward and lowered his voice to a very low voice, "The key is in the hands of the Cemen's Great Elder."
Fu Xiaoguan frowned and asked in a low voice, "Chen Zuojun didn't tell me before he died?"
"There was no time to speak. She only uttered one syllable in the end."
"What syllable?"
"think……!"
Yu Wenshu gritted his teeth and uttered the syllable. Fu Xiaoguan frowned even more tightly, "That's all?"
"A leaf cut her throat, gone."
"Where is the body?"
"On the cliff outside the pavilion."
Fu Xiaoguan sat up straight. It was a syllable. It could be Shi, it could be Sang, it could be Song. There were too many possibilities, but one thing was certain: this person was a Saint!
I need to ask Master to check if there is any surname with this syllable in the Holy Ranks.
Treasures of the previous dynasty!
Otherwise... I'm going to blow that door open?
Fu Xiaoguan suddenly laughed. According to the letter from Xishan, black fire and medicine had been developed.
If we use this thing to make bombs, it shouldn't be difficult to blow open the door.
"You can rest here in Hongxiuzhao tonight. Don't worry, there are many people guarding you, so you will be fine. I will come to take you back to the palace tomorrow."
Yu Wenshu nodded and said, "Come pick me up tomorrow after the sun comes out, and... let me walk back in a decent manner."
"...Okay, I'll bring a change of clothes, and you can keep this jade pendant."
Fu Xiaoguan handed the jade pendant to Yu Wenshu, stood up and walked out without saying anything else.
He and Xu Xinyan stepped onto the riverbank, looked up at the dark Confucius Temple, and suddenly smiled and said, "There's a jujube tree on that hill. When the dates are ripe, I'll take you there to pick some for you to taste."
Xu Xinyan nodded happily. In the quiet night, a carriage slowly drove towards the Ding'an Earl's Mansion.
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