Fang Shan thought for a long time, but couldn't find a word to describe the host's unparalleled logic.
Looking at the assassins studying hard in the dilapidated temple, and then looking at the host beside him with a hello-everyone-is-good-together expression, he said with a serious face: "I should have thought that this day would come earlier."
The host is not assimilated, but alienated.
"Let's go."
Wei Sushen's original intention was to take him out of the palace for a walk, and there was no point in lying on the roof all the time.
Before leaving, Fang Shan took one last look at the assassins, who were diligently studying. He clasped his hands together in a prayer gesture, "May the ten years of hard study freeze you to death."
Freezing to death is at least better than being killed by the host.
The two of them walked around the downtown area, and when they passed by the general's mansion in the spirit of humanitarianism, they went in to take a look, and unexpectedly met an unexpected person.
The flowers in the yard are in full bloom. Flowers that can survive the autumn have a unique charm.
Flowers and branches surrounded the two men playing chess. Emperor Chengyuan was tall and handsome, and even without his bright yellow dragon robe, he still exuded an air of majesty.
Hearing footsteps, he identified the person without even looking up, and said with a sneer in his voice, "I heard that you and the Crown Princess were visiting the General. Have you just arrived?"
Wei Sushen glanced at Chen Yan, who hadn't glanced at him the entire time, seemingly absorbed in the game. Yet, even from a single strand of his hair, he could sense a hint of gloating.
"The road is a bit crowded." He slowly gave a reason that even he couldn't believe.
"That's really bad luck. I have had a smooth journey all the way."
Wei Sushen responded with silence.
Although they were father and son, Emperor Chengyuan was delighted to see the Crown Prince being chastised and speechless: "Where have you been these days under the guise of visiting Lord Chen?"
It is easy to expose fabricated facts in front of the emperor. Wei Sushen certainly would not tell everything. He just picked out a few harmless things to talk about.
When Emperor Chengyuan heard that he was continuing to expand the team of storytellers, his eyes lit up with interest. "The restaurant is undoubtedly a point of information circulation, but you must understand that it is far from sufficient."
Wei Sushen showed an attitude of listening.
Emperor Chengyuan smiled and said, "The restaurants in the imperial city have high prices and limited customer base. We should think about how to attract more diners right now."
Wei Sushen fell into deep thought and admitted that what he said made sense. It was much easier to find a customer to consume in the restaurant than to recruit a storyteller.
Emperor Chengyuan stopped at the point and placed another piece, and the chess game instantly changed from a game between two armies to a sure win.
Chen Yan sighed: "I lose."
Emperor Chengyuan put down the remaining chess pieces in his hand, drank a sip of tea and prepared to return to the palace.
Wei Sushen stopped him and asked, "What do you think about that matter, Father?"
Emperor Chengyuan said perfunctorily, "I'll think about it again."
It was not difficult to pretend to be sick. What he really considered was what to do during the period of pretending to be sick.
In the past, I was accompanied by memorials all day long and was a typical workaholic. What if I suddenly stopped caring about government affairs and felt empty?
Wei Sushen didn't urge him, but nodded with an indifferent attitude.
Emperor Chengyuan, who was determined to go against his son and make him beg him, couldn't help but feel a little bored.
After he left, there were only three people left in the yard.
Chen Yan and Wei Sushen were both taciturn. Fang Shan chattered like a sparrow, talking entirely to himself. During this time, Chen Yan wanted to speak but found that he could not get a word in.
Every time this happened, he would admire the prince from the bottom of his heart for being able to tolerate such an existence.
Fang Shan saw through his thoughts and said calmly, "What goes with what pot? What goes with what lid? It's an eternal theorem."
Chen Yan refused to discuss this topic in depth and talked about the storyteller.
Emperor Chengyuan had spies everywhere, and he didn't even deliberately conceal the fact that he was encouraging the Crown Prince to cultivate his power. Sometimes, he would even reveal it proactively, intending to warn his ministers. He had done the same thing just now in front of Chen Yan. By specifically mentioning this matter, wasn't it a reminder for him not to rely on his in-law relationship with the Crown Prince to focus his attention elsewhere?
Chen Yan did not feel disgusted by this kind of beating.
Emperor Chengyuan had only one son and always treated the crown prince as a child, worried that a hundred years later the crown prince would not be able to fully control these important officials.
However, in his opinion, this was pure unnecessary worry. The prince could even subdue Doctor Zhang. Sooner or later, he would step onto the vast mountains and rivers and fly into the sky to compete with the sun and the moon for glory.
Fang Shan was unaware of Chen Yan's complaints about him, and he was trying to be a qualified strategist: "There are only two ways to attract customers: lower the price or come up with something new."
Wei Sushen pondered and said, "Lowering the price is not a long-term solution."
The implication is to choose the latter.
Fang Shan began to think of a strategy, but Chen Yan interrupted him and said, "Please go back to the palace and invent something new."
Fang Shan looked up at him and said, "It's reasonable to have dinner at my mother's house."
Chen Yan pointed in the direction of the door expressionlessly.
Fang Shan turned to look at Wei Sushen, who said calmly, "This is an order."
Chen Yan suppressed his headache and said, "Your Majesty... obeys your command."
Fang Shan disliked the formal atmosphere in the room, so dinner was served directly to the stone table. The dishes were light, but the colors were well-matched, making them look very appetizing.
The principle of not talking while eating and not talking while sleeping has never existed in the system's dictionary. While picking up his chopsticks, he said at the same time: "I can make a concession and let the brothel under my command cooperate with you."
Chen Yan and Wei Sushen's hands holding chopsticks stopped in mid-air at the same time.
"As for the distribution of profits..." Before he could finish his words, Wei Sushen declined his kindness.
Fang Shan didn't understand: "With resources readily available right in front of you, why would you refuse?"
Wei Sushen gave him a deep look and said, "I'm not worthy."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows.
Wei Sushen: "I am not worthy of working with someone as outstanding as you."
"Oh--"
Chen Yan seemed oblivious to the conflict between the two and said calmly, "Most of the customers at the restaurant are men. In fact, women often hold more information."
Although many of these people live in the inner house, their partners are often not on guard against them. Unmarried girls from official families should not be underestimated.
Fang Shan suddenly high-fived: "I have an idea."
Wei Sushen and Chen Yan tacitly buried their heads in eating white rice, pretending not to hear anything.
"It's a very good idea. It won't cheat or harm anyone."
After repeated assurances, Wei Sushen finally cooperated and said, "Tell me about it."
Fang Shan: "Love has always captivated the eyes."
Just by listening to the beginning, you can tell that it is not a good thing.
Fang Shan was speaking excitedly, ignoring the expressions of the two people. "Let's clear out a space on the first floor for anonymous communication. Prepare some pamphlets. Guests who need them can apply for them. Everyone can write poems and talk about life and ideals there..."
Wei Sushen understood what he meant. In fact, it was similar to communicating on the Internet. The difference was that it used a different carrier, and the process was more complicated.
Fang Shan always liked to just offer a suggestion, never bothering to think through the details. Wei Sushen and Chen Yan discussed it and agreed that it had some merit. By the time they finished discussing it, it was already dark, and Fang Shan finished all the remaining food by himself.
The two walked back to the palace. Fang Shan's eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, and he was quite quiet. Wei Sushen took the initiative to talk to him for a few words, and halfway through, he stopped and looked at a carriage in front of him: "It looks like a carriage from the Li Mansion."
"Li Mansion?"
"Li Yuan."
It happened that the carriage in front stopped temporarily to avoid pedestrians. Fang Shan pulled Wei Sushen and walked up quickly, lifting the curtain of the carriage from the side.
The driver had no time to stop him and was about to scold him, but it was Li Yuan who spoke first.
Wei Sushen frowned: "Master Li, why does he look like he's seen a ghost?"
Li Yuan's eyes moved between the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, thinking to himself, this must be a ghost!
Nothing good would happen if the Crown Prince or the Crown Princess met them alone. Whenever the couple joined forces, they would almost certainly push others into a dead end.
He took a deep breath and said incoherently, "I simply didn't expect to meet Your Highness here, and I was a little excited for a moment."
Wei Sushen: "Where are you going so late, sir?"
Li Yuan: "Dali Temple."
Having said that, he looked at the Crown Princess meaningfully. The envoy's capture was closely related to Chen Liuliu.
Fang Shan ignored his gaze on her and exchanged a look with Wei Sushen: "It's better to meet by chance than to meet each other. Let's go together."
Li Yuan hesitated for a moment: "The envoy has already been tortured and is weak. If he gets angry again, he may not be able to survive."
Fang Shan was puzzled: "Why is he so angry?"
Li Yuan just looked at him without saying anything.
The three of them went to the Dali Temple together in a strange atmosphere. In order to prevent the envoy from being really angry to death, Li Yuan was present throughout the process when he took them to the dungeon.
The messenger leaned against the cold wall with a dark look in his eyes. There were some wounds on his body, probably from being whipped.
Li Yuan whispered, "Don't get too close. This guy is very cunning. When he first arrived, he even poisoned a prison guard who was responsible for delivering food."
Fang Shan deliberately made some noises, and the messenger's eyes, which had been relatively calm, suddenly became turbulent the moment he saw him: "It's you!"
He rushed over with shackles, as if he was determined to die together.
Accompanied by a light sigh, the sound of the shackles hitting the cage was particularly violent.
Fang Shan hooked his fingers: "Come on, have fun."
Li Yuan coughed suddenly, "Crown Princess, please be careful with your words."
Fang Shan remained calm and composed, looking at the envoy with a disdainful look: "Princess, you are a nobody. Are you sure you want to take all the blame?"
Upon hearing this, the messenger stared at him for a long moment, then calmed down. He sneered, "Of course. But even if it means going to hell, I'll keep my eyes open to see what the end will be for someone like you."
Men are easily attracted to scheming women, but they will never invest too much in them. This is a man's inferiority, and he knows it better than anyone. The messenger can't wait to see Chen Liuliu being used up and kicked out by the prince.
Fang Shan moved closer and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I'm afraid you'll only see me as the mother of the country."
After saying that, she took a step back, restored her image as an elegant princess, and said to Wei Sushen, "It's time to go back."
Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, wondering what they were doing here.
"By the way," Fang Shan's voice came from the front, "Sir Li, please spread the news of our arrival. It would be best if it could be done without letting anyone at the embassy hear."
While Li Yuan was still in shock, the two men had already walked away side by side. The messenger seemed to have thought of something, and his calmness disappeared. He continued to growl, like the wail of a wild animal.
It was completely dark outside, and I could vaguely see the hazy moon.
Fang Shan walked slowly beside Wei Sushen. "The Princess of Yuexiu is very suspicious. When she hears the news, she will inevitably be worried that the envoy will expose her as well."
Wei Sushen nodded: "Only by being impatient can you find a breakthrough."
Only if Prince An takes a big step will Emperor Chengyuan be more likely to agree to cooperate with his plan.
When it comes to calculating people's hearts, the drama queen couple rarely makes mistakes in judgment.
Although the Princess of Yuexiu repeatedly comforted herself that the envoy would not rebel, after all, he had experienced the pain of having his heart eaten by thousands of ants.
However, whenever I thought of Chen Liuliu, I felt that everything could not be judged by common sense. After much struggle, I decided to make preparations in advance.
Prince An met the beautiful woman at night and was overjoyed when he heard that she had decided to take action. He had endured it for more than ten years, and he was afraid that he would go crazy if he continued to endure it.
"The longer the night, the more trouble there is. I promise that I will never treat the princess unfairly after this is accomplished."
The Princess of Yuexiu was not moved by his promise: "If Emperor Chengyuan dies suddenly, how many people will the prince have at his disposal?"
If you want to seize the throne from the crown prince, the only way is to force him to abdicate.
"Princess, rest assured." Prince An said confidently, "Before my father passed away, he entrusted me with some troops. It was because of this that Emperor Chengyuan didn't break off relations with me for so many years."
Princess Yuexiu's pupils dilated slightly in surprise. "Since Your Majesty is so favored, why did the throne end up in the hands of someone else?"
Prince An's expression was calm, but the hatred between the lines could not be concealed: "The throne was originally intended to be passed to me. It was Emperor Chengyuan who colluded with the Queen Mother to tamper with the imperial edict."
The facts he told in a few words implied a thrilling royal secret of that year.
The Princess of Yuexiu lowered her eyes and after a long pause said slowly, "Then I wish Your Highness to get his things back soon."
Prince An looked at her and asked what he was most concerned about: "How do you want to administer the poison?"
"Chao'an Inn." Princess Yuexiu said, "Go there and find a woman who lives at the Xiaobanyue Inn."
There are very few women who stay in inns alone for a long time, so it is not difficult to find them.
Prince An frowned, "What do you mean, Princess?"
"She is the medicine your Highness is looking for." Princess Yuexiu smiled and asked, "Have you ever heard of a medicine man?"
Prince An shook his head.
"Medicine men are all specially trained. Even the sweat they shed when they are aroused carries poison."
The windows were tightly closed, but Prince An seemed to feel the night wind blowing, and his heart felt cold.
There are such vicious means in the world.
The Princess of Yuexiu's eyes flickered with the candlelight before her. "This is my true trump card. The medicine man's beauty is truly unparalleled. Even the envoy almost lost his temper. It's impossible for Emperor Chengyuan not to be moved."
Prince An calmed himself down and said, "That's good." Finally, he sighed softly, "I hope there won't be any mistakes this time."
Lately, everything has gone wrong whenever I've had anything to do with the palace.
Princess Yuexiu clenched her fist and said, "No, the Crown Princess won't be able to be so arrogant for long."
Prince An was shocked: "You won't send another..."
"What are you afraid of?" The Princess of Yuexiu said coldly, "After last failure, who would have thought I would take action again? Besides, we've assigned several top-notch assassins this time. I don't believe he'll escape alive."
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