Ru Jia was almost scared to death, and turned around and ran like a reflex. Unfortunately, at this point, she couldn't run away. Feng Yuheng's little hand behind her gently put it on her shoulder, without much force, and Ru Jia was lifted up, and then after a dizzy spell, she was thrown into the house with a "bang".
The door of the shop closed again, and Ru Jia looked up and saw the golden mask on Xuan Tianming's face. In such a dim candlelight, the mask still shone, making her eyes hurt.
Ru Jia turned her head away, and then she found that on the floor of the room, four servants were tied up together and huddled in a corner, unable to move or speak, and the look in their eyes when they looked at her was filled with despair and sadness.
Just like she was counting on the people in the shop to save her life, the Qianzhou secret sentries in the shop were also counting on the two princesses to save their lives. Unfortunately, both sides' hopes were dashed, and there was only one way forward for them, and that was death.
Xuan Tianming raised his head and said to Bai Ze beside him, "Take them all to the back and interrogate them. Make sure they reveal the detailed locations of the other dens."
Bai Ze walked up to Ru Jia with a sinister smile, stretched out his hand to grab her arm, and dragged her on the ground towards the corner. He didn't say until he grabbed the ropes that the four guys tied up her body, "Let's go! Come to the back with me and talk it out."
About half an hour later, Bai Ze finally returned to the front hall, bowed in front of the two men, and said, "One of the guys couldn't stand the torture and confessed everything. There are three other strongholds in the capital, in the north, west, and east of the city. I have found out the specific locations."
"Okay." Xuan Tianming stood up, pulled the corners of his lips into a cold smile, and then stretched out his hand towards Feng Yuheng, "My beloved, I will take you to fight!"
On such a night with strong winds, heavy rain and lightning, the Ninth Prince Xuan Tianye and the Princess of Ji'an County Feng Yuheng walked in the four corners of the capital in the thunderstorm. A bun shop, a snack shop, a jewelry shop, and a rice shop were all destroyed by the two of them. No one escaped, and no one died. They were all captured alive.
The officers and soldiers who followed them and were ready to help at any time were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a neat style of action, and had never seen such a refreshing way of fighting. It was rumored that the Ninth Prince was a master at leading troops in battle, and it was rumored that the Princess of Ji'an was a great doctor. But until today, they knew that the martial arts of these two people were so superb, just like the soul-catching messengers from hell, with a murderous aura on such a thunderstorm night, taking away the lives of those they had set their eyes on.
The heavy rain concealed the action even more. People closed their doors and windows to avoid the wind and rain. Even if there was a little noise outside, it was completely drowned out by the thunder. No one knew what happened that night until the next morning when the wind and rain stopped and people went out to buy buns and snacks. Only then did they find that the shop had been run by a different person overnight.
But who cares whether the person changes or not? Once you buy what you want to eat, other things have nothing to do with you.
When the secret guards hidden in the four shops were sent to the mountain prison together with Ru Jia, Kang Yi, who had been holding back his anger, finally let out a shrill scream and burst into tears. Feng Kun also finally understood that Qian Zhou could not defeat Da Shun. In just one night, their ten-year plan was destroyed.
At this time, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng were already standing in the outer hall of Zhaohe's bedroom, and had just finished reporting everything that happened last night to Tianwu, who was wearing a dragon robe and preparing to go to court.
Tianwu was so excited that he interrupted several times and kept cheering, which made Zhang Yuan helpless and had to remind him: "Your Majesty, this dragon robe has been worn for more than half an hour. Can you let your servant put it on properly?"
Tianwu didn't even bother to put on his clothes, so he simply took off the outer robe that he couldn't button no matter how hard he tried, then walked around the room twice with his hands behind his back. When he finally stopped, a serious look appeared on his face.
"I seem to have heard the sound of weapons clashing during the battle between Qianzhou and Dashun. In the past few years, there were occasional small groups of thieves causing chaos in the northern border, but Dashun's attitude was mainly to appease them. This time, the relationship has been completely torn apart. Since we have to fight, we have to fight with some tricks! The only way now is to hurry up and make steel--" He looked at Feng Yuheng, "Half a year is too long. I can only give you three months at most. After three months, at least the soldiers in the camp outside the capital will be able to use steel weapons."
Feng Yuheng frowned. Three months is too hasty. But he also knew the importance of this matter. No matter how long Qian Zhou delayed, it would not last more than three months. As long as the news was passed back to Qian Zhou, there would be action over there, and the three provinces in the northern border would be in turmoil. This was a huge threat to Dashun.
She pondered for a while and nodded, "I'll try my best."
Tianwu corrected her: "It's not about trying your best, but about having to succeed."
Xuan Tianming was not happy with it. "Why are there so many musts? Can steel be refined just by saying so?"
Feng Yuheng tugged at his sleeve and shook his head slightly, "We have to hurry up. No matter how you calculate it, there is not enough time."
Xuan Tianming naturally knew this truth, he just couldn't stand Tianwu urging Feng Yuheng, thought for a while and said: "In addition to Xingang, at least we have a Shenji Battalion, which is also the key to victory."
"Yes." Feng Yuheng said: "The Divine Machine Battalion can indeed buy us a lot of time. We will deploy as soon as possible and secretly send a small number of people from the Heavenly Machine Group to sneak into the Northern Territory to see if it is possible to set up some small but useful formations first."
Tianwu waved his hand and said, "I don't care what method you use!" He sat on the chair while speaking, and then said to Xuan Tianming, "You can see that my health is getting worse day by day, so even if you are talking about the matter of Qian Zhou from the perspective of filial piety, you should not let Duo Cong worry about it. What's more, this is to conquer the world for your wife. As long as Qian Zhou is conquered, she will be the queen of Qian Zhou."
Xuan Tianming heard this and asked, "Are you going to just walk away and not do anything?"
Tianwu glared and said, "What do you care about? I've already told you that I'm old and in poor health. I don't have the energy to care. Besides, you'll have to care sooner or later. Just think of it as training." After a pause, he said unwillingly, "Others who want to practice don't have this opportunity yet, huh!"
Xuan Tianming's nose was almost crooked with anger. This old guy had this temper. No matter how serious the matter was, he would always use extremely improper methods.
Tianwu also gave him face, and said he was not serious, so he became even more serious - "Besides, don't I have to pursue your mother? Your mother and the court, which is more important, don't you know?"
Xuan Tianming rolled his eyes, "You mean, my mother is more important than Dashun."
Tianwu opened his mouth and looked like he wanted to say yes, but after being glared at by Zhang Yuan, he still didn't say anything rude, and could only say: "Don't we still have you in Dashun?"
Feng Yuheng knew that the quarrel between the father and son would never end, so he quickly interrupted them, but picked up an important sentence and asked Tianwu for a promise - "After Qian Zhou is conquered, will it really belong to me?"
Tianwu nodded, "Of course."
"Okay." She also became happy. "I originally wanted ten Tianshan snow lotuses from Qianzhou, but I was busy in seclusion making steel, and I heard that they all died. After I got Qianzhou, that thing is no longer a rare thing. I have to go back to Dashun to open a hospital. Father, we agreed that you have to invest in the hospital when it opens."
Tianwu and his men didn't understand what she meant by hospital, thinking it might be the Baicaotang. At most, they could open a few more. How much money could they make by investing or not? He simply said, "I will give you some money when the time comes, and you don't need the shares."
Feng Yuheng nodded, "It's a deal."
Xuan Tianming saw a hint of cunning in her eyes, and knew in his heart that the old man was probably going to be tricked by this devilish girl!
Feng Yuheng had one more thing to do, so she told Tianwu, "I have to send my mother to Xiaozhou immediately. Don't worry, father. After I come back from Xiaozhou, I will go straight back to the camp."
Tianwu nagged a few more times, and Zhang Yuan urged him to go to court several times before he reluctantly started to put on his outer coat again.
Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Xuan Tianming: "We agreed that the war will be handled by you two!"
Xuan Tianming dragged Feng Yuheng along and almost escaped from the palace.
"The older the old man gets, the less serious he becomes." He muttered in the imperial carriage, but Feng Yuheng heard it.
She said, "In fact, father is also determined to pass the throne to you, right? He has made it so obvious, you should understand what he means. In the past, he used your injury to make a fuss because he wanted his opponents to shift their targets elsewhere and give you maximum safety. Now, he wants to use the rest of his life to help you become a good emperor as soon as possible. Father has good intentions, whether from the perspective of monarch and subject or father and son, he should get full marks."
Xuan Tianming sighed and held her hand, "I know, I just don't want him to admit that he is old."
Feng Yuheng said no more. She knew that the father and son had a deep affection for each other. Otherwise, Emperor Tianwu would not have doted on his son to this extent.
The imperial carriage drove all the way to the gate of Feng Mansion. Feng Yuheng called for a stop and Xuan Tianming asked her, "Going back to Feng Mansion?"
She nodded. "I've been away from Beijing for several months. I should go back and say hello. Besides, Qian Zhou has something to deal with. We have to find a way to delay it as much as possible. I want to see if there is any handwriting that Kang Yi usually wrote. We can have someone imitate a letter and send it back to Qian Zhou to let him know that he is safe."
Xuantian thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. You should be careful. You haven't slept all night. You should rest first. There's no rush for the letter."
"Okay." She got out of the car with a smile, then raised her head and said, "Remember to come and see me when you have time." Then she lifted her skirt and turned to walk into the mansion.
Xuan Tianming found it funny to look at her little appearance. He thought that his wife was as fierce as a poisonous scorpion, but as naive as a thirteen-year-old girl.
The people in Feng Mansion hadn't seen Feng Yuheng for several months. When she suddenly entered the mansion, He Zhong was shocked. He was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He hurried forward and saluted: "Your servant greets the second young lady. You are back!"
Feng Yuheng responded as she walked towards the mansion. She felt that the mansion was dead silent, and no one was making up for the sleep last night. She thought for a moment and changed direction to walk towards Tianxiang Courtyard. At this moment, she heard hurried footsteps coming from behind her.
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