A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1793 Rise, it doesn't matter who she is
If you don't think ahead, you'll have immediate worries. No one dares to say that their family and the power they hold will last forever. In order to ensure that the family bloodline can be continued at any time and passed on, the follow-up measures are very important.
Any family with a little bit of background would leave something for their descendants, not to mention the royal family. However, only the direct bloodline would know what the major families left for their descendants, as the direct bloodline was the one who inherited the ancestral hall and continued the family's glory.
In this world, perhaps only my aunt and Lan Jingyang knew about the existence of the Emperor's Sword. No one else had even heard of it, and the Ninth Prince naturally knew nothing about it either.
Although the Ninth Prince did not know the existence of the Emperor's Sword, it did not mean that he was completely unaware of Lan Jingyang's actions.
What is Jiangnan? That is the territory of the Ninth Prince. How could Lan Jingyang hide the fact that he sent people to Jiangnan from the Ninth Prince? The Ninth Prince received the news at the first time.
"Xiao Yi from Qinjian Villa?" The Ninth Prince pondered these words carefully.
Qinjian Villa has been destroyed. Even if Xiao Yi is a famous sword-making master, he alone cannot support Qinjian Villa. Lan Jingyang's goal is definitely not Qinjian Villa, so...
"Lan Jingyang's move should be aimed at Xiao Yi." Su Wenqing had carefully analyzed Qinjian Villa and did not think there was anything in Qinjian Villa worthy of Lan Jingyang's attack.
Even if Qinjian Villa was famous, that was only 20 years ago. Now, the power of Qinjian Villa has long been divided up by other sword-making workshops, and Qinjian Villa has been lost in the torrent of history.
"Xiao Yi must have something that Lan Jingyang wants. Let Ziqing and the King of Jiangnan keep an eye on him and don't let him leave Jiangnan." As long as Xiao Yi is in Jiangnan, Lan Jingyang will not be able to use his extraordinary abilities.
"Should we tell the Valley Master?" Su Wenqing asked tentatively.
"No need. The Valley Master knows his limits." Since Shen Changtian was handed over to the Valley Master for disposal, the Ninth Prince would not interfere. Even if the Valley Master favored Shen Changtian, the Ninth Prince would not interfere.
Su Wenqing nodded, glanced at the Ninth Uncle, hesitated for a moment and finally spoke: "Our people in Shandong have been targeted by Qingchen's subordinates."
"Yeah." The Ninth Prince responded, not worried at all.
Su Wenqing didn't know what the Ninth Uncle meant, so he asked, "Should we withdraw them?"
“No need.”
"What if Qingchen finds out?" Once someone is targeted, it is not difficult to find out who the person is. All you need is patience.
"No problem."
"Ah? Aren't you afraid that Qingchen will be angry?" The two have just reconciled, is something going to happen again?
The Ninth Prince looked up at Su Wenqing and said firmly, "No."
"You planted spies in Qingchen's territory, how could Qingchen not be angry?" Putting himself in Qingchen's shoes, if he were Qingchen, he would definitely kick the Ninth Prince.
"A husband respects his wife and won't interfere in the affairs of the backyard, but that doesn't mean he is completely unaware of the situation in the backyard." The Ninth Prince was kind enough to clear up Su Wenqing's doubts, but he didn't expect Su Wenqing to become even more confused.
What the Ninth Prince said is that the Fengli clan is the Ninth Prince's backyard?
Why does it feel so awkward?
But if you think about it, it seems to make some sense.
What kind of relationship do the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen have?
Can't little people like them understand the world of big shots?
The more Su Wenqing thought about it, the more confused he became. He simply let everything go and ignored it. Anyway, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen themselves didn't care, so why should he, an outsider, worry so much? It's true that if the emperor is not anxious, the eunuchs will be anxious to death.
Bah, bah, bah... He is not a eunuch.
Su Wenqing gathered his scattered thoughts and concentrated on the work at hand. It was not until dawn that he sorted out the mess. The Ninth Prince arranged the affairs outside and left all the follow-up affairs to Su Wenqing before returning home.
In the Ninth Prince's Mansion, Fu Lin was already waiting in the study.
Without any extra words, as soon as the Ninth Prince entered, Fu Lin started talking about official business with him.
"Prince Zhou has been very active, and has won over many ministers during this period. He has secretly contacted the retired emperor and the empress dowager, but the retired emperor ignored him and did not try to stop him. The next day, the empress dowager summoned the eldest son in the name of caring about the emperor's studies." The Ninth Prince had been away from the capital for too long, and some people in the capital had become restless, always dreaming of greater wealth and glory.
"Make a list." Holding great power and controlling most of the military authority, the Ninth Prince had no need to play around with those people. Since he had that idea, he had to be willing to bear his wrath.
"Yes." Fu Lin was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect the Ninth Prince to be so direct.
However, Fu Lin understood after thinking about it. The Ninth Prince now holds both military and political power, so he naturally does not need to worry about these people doing desperate things.
"After Third Master Cui lost the battle for the position of patriarch, he surrendered on the surface but kept making small moves behind the scenes. Unfortunately, he seemed to have doubted me and started to be on guard against me in many things." Fu Lin had been keeping in close contact with Third Master Cui during this period, and the two had indeed cooperated many times. The information about Nanling Jinfan was given by Fu Lin.
But it was precisely because of this incident that Mr. Cui San began to suspect Fu Lin.
"Break this line." Cui family affairs are not so easy to interfere with. Before Cui Haoting came to power, he would allow Fu Lin and Cui San to cooperate, but after he came to power, he would never allow them to harm the interests of the Cui family. Even if Cui San knew Fu Lin's purpose, he would not let Fu Lin go.
No matter how they fight among themselves, they will all work together to protect the interests of the Cui family. This is the idea that the children of the family have been instilled with since childhood, and they must always put the interests of the family first.
Fu Lin did not hesitate at all. Cooperating with Mr. Cui San was a thankless task in itself. If he had not been threatened by Wang Jinling, he would have been a fool to become a double agent.
Walking on the edge of a knife is enough if you do it once.
After finishing the story, Fu Lin did not leave immediately, but looked at the Ninth Uncle, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself. The Ninth Uncle did not want to pay attention to him, but Fu Lin just stood there and refused to leave.
"Just say what you want to say." The Ninth Prince looked up at Fu Lin. Fu Lin struggled for a long time and finally asked the question in his mind: "Qingchen, is she from the Fengli tribe?"
After saying this, Fu Lin felt relieved.
This matter was like a huge stone pressing on his heart. Since that day, he often thought about this problem. After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to take the initiative to ask the Ninth Uncle.
The Ninth Prince did not say anything, but looked at Fu Lin with an implicit warning.
Fu Lin's palms were sweating and he stood there not daring to move. At the beginning, he could still confront the Ninth Prince, but as time passed, Fu Lin had to lower his head and avoid the Ninth Prince's sight.
The Ninth Prince then withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and said in a neutral tone, "It doesn't matter who she is. Just remember your identity."
"Yes." Fu Lin's throat was hoarse, as if he had used up all his strength to pronounce the word.
There is no denial, that is...
But so what.
The Ninth Prince was right. It didn’t matter who Qingchen was. What mattered was that the Fu family must rise!