Chapter 135 Using Yan Zhao's words to give Li Jin some pointers
Li Jin frowned, glanced at Jin Shu, looked at her grinning face, snorted in disdain, and brushed past her.
Zhou Zheng stood outside the main hall and closed the door.
Inside the room, a stick of sandalwood incense was burning brightly, its wisps of smoke rising straight up like a vertical line winding around the beams.
Li Jin strode forward and sat down on the octagonal chair. He took out a black letter from his pocket: "The news of Tangxia Village has spread, and the Crown Prince has already made a move. After discussing it overnight at the Crown Prince's residence, several elders in the court have finally taken action after holding back for so many days."
He handed the letter to Yan Zhao: "Our men secretly followed them, and we have found the location where some of the skeletons were hidden."
Yan Zhao knew that Li Jin was referring to those "meritorious officials" who had been silenced six years ago after Li Jing came to power and became his discarded pawns.
Looking at the words on the letter, at those familiar names, Yan Zhao frowned. After a long while, his dry lips opened and closed: "How can you be sure it's not a trap?"
Li Jin remained silent for a while: "Uncle Yan, you don't need to worry about that. I already have a plan." He glanced at Yan Zhao's face. "If he doesn't move, I won't move either."
Before Yan Zhao could speak again, Li Jin changed the subject: "What did Jin Shu just say to you?"
Yan Zhao raised his eyebrows, looked at Li Jin's handsome face, and snorted.
He folded the letter in his hand and stuffed it into the envelope: "Tell her that His Highness Prince Jing has been acting quite manly these past few days, which has frightened her. She thought she was about to lose her head and was preparing to run away."
Yan Zhao's words left Li Jin stunned.
But only for a moment. He raised his hand to cover his flushed cheeks, his gaze wandering as he complained, "No way."
Yan Zhao didn't bother to expose him. He placed the black envelope next to Li Jin and complained irritably, "You went to Xiangji Temple and did whatever you wanted. When Bai Yu burned the page with Jin Shu's name on it, he almost burned his hand."
He smirked, "A matchmaking lamp? With that money-obsessed look on her face, what kind of matchmaking lamp would she light?!"
Seeing that he had been exposed, Li Jin did not refute it, but poured himself a cup of tea: "Just praying for blessings."
The clouds drifted by, and the wind blew gently, as if it were none of my business.
But what could be hidden from others could not be hidden from Yan Zhao's eyes.
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table a few times, then sighed, "Don't say I'm being heartless and pouring cold water on you. You are a prince, she is a commoner; you are the sect leader, she is the coroner. You are royalty, revered as a god by the people, she is the Yama's messenger who faces the dead every day and speaks for the king."
"One is in heaven, the other on earth. Are you willing? Is His Majesty willing? Are the subjects willing? Are the court and the people willing?"
How could Li Jin not know what he was saying?
The clearer he understood, the more complex his expression became.
But Yan Zhao changed the subject and added, "As for methods, there are some."
This was quite unexpected, causing Li Jin, who was holding the teacup, to pause for a moment and look at his face in surprise.
It's unbelievable that such a strict edict, which is usually so severe, would utter such words.
"The person you want, can anyone stop you?" Yan Zhao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, but in the blink of an eye, his smile was covered by a solemn look. "However, that is based on the premise that you win."
He looked at Li Jin with his eyes fixed on him, placed his hand on his shoulder, and said earnestly, "You win. You can do whatever you want with her identity. Even if she becomes a goddess who fell from the sky, no one can question you."
“But if you lose…” Yan Zhao patted his shoulder gently, then stopped talking.
If he loses, the person Li Jin cares about most will die before him.
If he loses, he will be in trouble, let alone protect the woman he loves.
If we lose, the massacre that wiped out our entire family six years ago will surely be repeated.
“So, keeping some distance from her is the best way to protect her.” Yan Zhao paused, “And…” He hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, “Never mind, perhaps I’m overthinking it.”
He glanced at Li Jin's face, then looked up, gazing in the direction of Jin Shu's study.
Although this girl is not good at talking and doesn't like crowds, she is not the kind of person who wants to show off her talents.
But in terms of shrewdness, he is absolutely meticulous, and in some ways, he is probably on par with Li Jin.
He glanced in Jin Shu's direction, recalling the conversation between the two of them. He felt that the girl was deliberately using him to give Li Jin some pointers.
Could it be that Li Jin knew she was a woman and she was already prepared, but she just wouldn't admit it because he didn't point it out?
If that's the case... Yan Zhao chuckled, looking like he was waiting to see a good show. Looking at Li Jin's confused face, he said meaningfully, "In short, I won't interfere with this matter, but you'd better be careful to protect her."
Li Jin, who had been pointed at, took a deep breath, stood up, cupped his hands, and bowed deeply: "Disciple will remember Master's teachings."
“I won’t interfere with you because one cannot be heartless,” Yan Zhao said. “If you are heartless, you will become as ruthless as the Crown Prince. Only when you have expectations in your heart can you become stronger, understand people’s hearts better, and know how to manipulate people’s hearts.”
Li Jin remained silent, staring at the bluestone pavement, his desire to win growing even stronger.
The next day, at noon, Prince Jing of the Great Wei sat at the entrance of Niu Dai's alley, fanning himself with a fan, chatting and laughing with a group of elderly men and women.
This truly stunned Jin Shu.
"Your Highness is truly remarkable." She sat in the teahouse next to her, looking at the dejected Shen Wen, and sincerely praised him.
"That's really impressive, this technique..." He paused, then chuckled dryly, "Oh dear, after all these years in the intelligence business, I still don't know how to infiltrate this group of old folks." After he finished speaking, he frowned, grabbed two broad beans, and stuffed them into his mouth.
Seeing his mournful expression, Jin Shu was slightly surprised: "I didn't expect that the man who is called 'omniscient' would have such a shortcoming."
Shen Wen looked at her: "It's not because of my weaknesses." He tilted his head back, pointing with his chin at Li Jin, who was surrounded by a group of middle-aged women, chatting and laughing, "It's because our sect leader has too many strengths!"
“People call me omniscient because I have a lot of people, connections, a big network, and plenty of resources. The real omniscient one is the sect leader, the kind who’s just born with a silver spoon in his mouth.” Shen Wen said with admiration, “The sect leader really knows a lot. Before he came to the Six Doors, there was no such thing as the Shadow of the Six Doors in the Great Wei!” He clicked his tongue, “I almost couldn’t survive and had to become a bandit.”
Jin Shu looked at his slightly immature face with great surprise, raised her hand, picked up the teacup and took a small sip. After a while, she raised her eyebrows and asked Shen Wen a fatal question: "Did the sect leader investigate me before I came?"
Shen Wen paused, and Hu Dou choked on his throat.
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