Pang Yi was startled, then he bowed and said, "Yes, I think it through."
"But who should I send to deliver the letter?" Kong Wenmin frowned. "This concerns the reputation and future of the King of Pingxi, and even more so my great cause. I can't just send anyone."
"Pang Yi, go to the front yard and call Hao Dongqing over." Zhong Mingwei ignored Kong Wenmin and suddenly instructed Pang Yi.
"Master, do you mean to let Xiao Hao go?" Pang Yi looked worried. "Xiao Hao was trained by Chongyuan. His loyalty is beyond doubt. But he is too young, not even 20 years old. People say that he is not good at talking and cannot do things well. I am worried about Xiao Hao..."
"You became the prince's personal bodyguard at the age of fifteen. At that time, I never looked down on you just because you were a bit hairy," Zhong Mingwei interrupted Pang Yi and urged, "Go and call Xiao Hao over."
"Yes, I'll go right away." Pang Yi had no more objections and hurried to the front yard.
"Sir, it would take a month to send a letter from the capital to the northwest even if we rode as fast as we could, day and night. However, no matter how slow it is, it is definitely much faster than the people from the court," Kong Wenmin said with a smile, "As long as we can see the King of Pingxi before the people from the court, and let the King of Pingxi see your handwritten letter, then everything will be fine."
"Yes," Zhong Mingwei said slowly. The candle flame was swaying and flickering. He took out a pair of scissors from the drawer and cut off the overlong candle wick while saying slowly, "Doesn't he always suspect that the Prince of Pingxi will rebel against him? Then let's rebel and show him!"
"Yes, no matter how law-abiding the Prince of Pingxi is, he has always been a thorn in the eyes of His Majesty. So we might as well not tolerate it any longer!" Kong Wenmin patted his thigh and said, pausing, "My Lord, this is a serious matter. We need to inform more than just the Prince of Pingxi!"
"Yes, we also need to inform Chi Chongyuan and Cheng Xiangyang," Zhong Mingwei nodded solemnly, "Success or failure depends on this one move, we can't miss anything," said Zhong Mingwei, and he unfolded another piece of rice paper. Kong Wenmin knew that he was going to write a letter to Chi Chongyuan and Cheng Xiangyang, so he hurried over to grind it for him. Then he heard Zhong Mingwei's instructions, "Wenmin, spend some time on the city gates of the capital these two days, choose a gate that is not heavily guarded, and bribe the guards there. We must also leave ourselves a way out in case of emergency."
"Yes, that's what my master ordered. The situation in the capital is becoming more and more complicated. As we advance step by step, we must also leave a way to retreat." Kong Wenmin nodded hurriedly.
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June 26, 1934
The capital.
Changchun Palace.
Four o'clock in the morning.
"Qingxing, wake up."
Qingxing was on duty tonight. She was sleeping on the floor in Concubine Hui's bedroom as usual. She was sleeping soundly but was suddenly woken up by someone. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw a woman squatting in front of her, looking at her. Her long hair fell to the ground like a waterfall and her pale face was looking at her coldly.
"Ah! Ghost, ghost... ghost!" Qing Xing was so frightened that she lost her soul and used her hands and feet to crawl backwards. However, before she could take two steps, her shoulder was grabbed again. Qing Xing felt the cold hand on her shoulder and screamed even louder, "There is a ghost!"
"Qingxing, it's me." A woman's faint voice came from behind.
"Mother...Mother?" Qing Xing was startled, then she turned around carefully, and then she saw clearly that the woman squatting behind her was not a female ghost, but Concubine Hui. She breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, wiped the sweat off her face, and complained to Concubine Hui in a low voice, "Mother, you were not sleeping, why did you wake up? And you deliberately scared me, I am timid, how can I stand your scare?"
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