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There was a big event in Tianqi Kingdom recently. The head of the Wuzhu Hall publicly said that he wanted to look for his own disciples in the country, which became the topic of gossip among the people after dinner.
There is a teahouse in Huanzhou, with many people coming and going and noisy voices. It is far less elegant than a teahouse. Many people only stop here for a short rest and leave in a hurry.
But there were also many people sitting down and chatting with friends in groups of three or four.
"He didn't even tell me what the requirements are for selecting people." The man in the short-sleeved shirt shook his head.
"That's right." The gray-robed man put down his tea bowl. "I'm afraid it's just the business of those dignitaries. They just told us. If there's any good thing happening, it won't be our turn."
"That's hard to say." The square-faced man at the next table interrupted, saying seriously, "This is a shaman selecting disciples. What kind of place is a shaman? Shouldn't the selection of people be based on chance and coincidence?"
"What you said makes sense. Then tell me what kind of person can be chosen?" The man in the short shirt turned around and started chatting with the square-faced man.
"Brother, how would I know?" The square-faced man shook his head and guessed, "Maybe it's fate or something, but how would we understand those things?"
"It's all just nonsense." The man in gray had a look of disdain on his face, and it was obvious that he didn't believe it.
This piqued the square-faced man's interest in talking. "That's not true. In the past, that witch was able to call the wind and rain. The war in Huangbei lasted for so long that there was no one left alive. That witch suddenly appeared and turned the tide."
"Then my brother would also say that was in the past. What abilities does this witch have now?"
"This..." The square-faced man and the man in short shirt looked at each other.
They also knew a little about the rumors, but now it was hard to say whether this witch was good or bad, or whether he had any ability.
Finally, the square-faced man spoke up: "This official isn't stupid. He can't be the head of a witch hall without any skills, right?"
The man in the short shirt nodded in agreement.
"After all, it's a good thing to be able to enter the palace and become a disciple of the witch doctor. It's better than staying here."
The man in gray didn't say anything else.
…
The Yu family didn't think this was a good thing at all.
The flowering season has slowly passed, with only a few flowers remaining on the branches, and their petals have been covered by the growing leaves.
The atmosphere in the main hall of the Yu Mansion was subtly heavy, but the person speaking could hardly hide his joy.
People from the government office were standing in the main hall, informing the Yu family of the news from the government office.
"Congratulations! If your daughter can really become the disciple of this witch, it would be a great blessing."
The visitor's face was full of joy, which was out of tune with the atmosphere at the Yu family. However, the visitor was completely unaware of this and was immersed in his own sense of entitlement.
The servants didn't understand the complicated relationship, but they could understand the expressions of their masters. Yu Tongan's expression was difficult to understand, but the young lady was still young and couldn't hide things, so she didn't look happy at the moment.
There were not many people in the main hall, but they all lowered their heads and exchanged glances with each other, waiting for the head of the family to speak.
But Yu Tongan didn't say anything.
Yu Tongxin stood behind Yu Tongan, avoiding the person who came, and nervously grasped her brother's clothes with her hands, her eyes full of panic and reluctance.
"Master Yu?" The official errand boy was confused and wondered why the other party didn't respond.
"Can you show me the document?" Yu Tongan's voice was emotionless.
"Here."
This was originally meant to be given to the selected family, and the officials had no intention of hiding it.
Yu Tongan took the document. It had Yu Tongxin's name written on it, and the date was two days later. There was indeed a government seal in the lower left corner.
Yu Tongan put away the documents, with his usual faint smile on his face: "Can I ask who decides the selection?"
"This..." The officer hesitated.
Yu Tongan glanced at Wu Pi, and Wu Ren understood and stuffed some silver into the officer's hand.
The officer laughed so hard that his eyes were invisible, and he accepted it readily.
He knew that coming to the Yu Mansion was a lucrative job.
"I don't know the details, but I heard the master mention that it was a list given by the higher-ups. We are only responsible for finding people, and the young lady is one of the people on the list." The officer said as he stuffed the silver into his clothes.
"I understand, thank you for letting me know." Yu Tongan's words were still appropriate, but there was a hint of heaviness in his eyes.
After receiving the money, the official did not delay any longer and said: "I have other things to do, so I will take my leave now."
Yu Tongan nodded and arranged for someone to send it out safely.
After the official left, Yu Tongxin spoke weakly: "Brother, I don't want to go."
Yu Tongan lowered his head and looked at the document again. It required departure within the next two days, and there was no room for flexibility in the time.
The emperor had wanted to use Yu Tongxin to restrain Grandpa before, but now Grandpa has passed away and the third prince has returned to the capital. Is the purpose the same this time?
Yu Tongan frowned, not understanding.
But this is the requirement of the government. The document has been issued, so there is little room for maneuver. Now it is the intention of the capital, and time is urgent, so there is no chance of maneuver at all.
The Third Prince didn't mention this in his letter two days ago, but it was obviously directed at them, and he really didn't want Yu Tongxin to go.
Is there any solution, or is it just outright defiance?
Yu Tongan considered the feasibility, and the result was obvious: it was completely impossible and it was simply the stupidest method.
After all, they were just lowly merchants, and others were unaware of the twists and turns involved, let alone the ill intentions of the capital. As a result, they were completely at a disadvantage.
"Brother?" Yu Tongxin's voice became much weaker, and she was obviously at a loss.
Yu Tongan then realized that if he kept silent, Yu Tongxin would be even more uneasy.
"Let's go to Beijing now and tell them that Tongxin doesn't want to go." Yu Tongan touched Yu Tongxin's head.
Yu Tongxin felt a little more relaxed after hearing her brother say this.
"Cuizhu, help Tongxin prepare her luggage for the long journey." Yu Tongan turned around and began to arrange matters.
"Young Master?" Wu Pi looked at Yu Tongan anxiously, "Really..."
Yu Tongan shook his head, indicating that he should not say anything now, and looked down at Yu Tongxin.
"Tong Xin, go back and see what to bring. This journey is not short."
Yu Tongan coaxed Yu Tongxin to go back. After Yu Tongxin left, he quickly took Wu Pi to the study, giving instructions as he walked.
“You will inform Uncle Yu later that he will temporarily take over the Yu family after I leave.”
"Sir, do you really want to go? There is obviously something wrong." Wu Pi followed Yu Tongan, frowning behind him, rarely disagreeing with Yu Tongan.
"There's no other way, not even room for maneuver." Yu Tong'an sighed. He knew it all too well. "Now we can only go to the capital and ask the Third Prince for help. No matter what, we can't get Tong Xin into the Wuzhu Pavilion and let her be controlled by them."
Yu Tongan returned to the study, walked quickly to the desk, picked up paper and pen and began to write quickly. After he finished writing, he handed it to Wu Pi.
"Send this letter to the capital as quickly as possible. Let the Third Prince and Mingyu know about this so they can prepare."
…
The Third Prince's Mansion also received the notice, but it turned out that the Queen Mother was seriously ill and summoned the Third Prince to accompany her, saying that the Queen Mother missed the Third Prince and asked him to enter the palace.
The most strange thing is that Emperor Dewen's biological mother died not long after he came to power, and the current empress dowager is Prince An's biological mother.
Putting aside the distant relationship, Zhao Zejin rarely met Zhao Ruihua's biological mother in the deep palace when Emperor Dewen was alive. After Prince An came to the throne, Zhao Zejin went to pay his respects out of courtesy.
Now Zhao Zejin is fighting with Prince An, so how can this be considered missing him?
It was obvious that there was something strange, but for this reason, Zhao Zejin had to go.
Zhao Zejin hurriedly summoned Mingyu, his closest aide. He couldn't delay much longer, so he could only give Mingyu a few instructions.
"I don't know what Prince An's plan is, but I'm afraid I won't be able to come out easily after I go there."
Mingyu frowned and reminded Zhao Zejin: "Third Prince, please pay attention to your diet."
Given previous examples, it is hard not to suspect that the other party might poison the food.
"Of course." Zhao Zejin changed into the prince's attire with Mu Mian's help. "I'm more worried that they deliberately sent me away to restrict the movement in the mansion. Otherwise, they wouldn't use such a lame excuse."
Although it is crude, it is useful.
Mingyu pondered, there is indeed such a possibility, but he doesn't know the beginning or the end, how can he guard against it?
"If I'm not here, the Prince's Mansion can't do anything." Zhao Zejin looked up at Mingyu.
Mingyu was looked up and down, and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. He didn't understand what Zhao Zejin was going to do.
Zhao Zejin said without question, "After I leave, you will leave the Third Prince's Mansion immediately. There is a residence outside the city where Yu Tongan lives. They don't know about it, so you can stay there for a while."
Mingyu speculated on the Third Prince's intentions: "Are you worried they'll use this as an excuse to conduct a search?"
This is indeed possible. If Zhao Zejin is convicted of harboring a death row prisoner, he will be punished even with his status as a prince.
Do they know they are here?
"On the one hand, and on the other hand, this time it's absolutely clear to me that they're taking action. But we didn't know, and it would be too late to remedy the situation by the time I get back."
"I understand." Mingyu agreed.
Zhao Zejin made a decision: "If anything happens during this period, you should discuss it with Qian Ruodong and Lin Qi and make a decision."
"Third Prince, the carriage is ready." The attendant was waiting outside and reported to Zhao Zejin.
"I leave it to you." After saying that, Zhao Zejin left.
Time was running out, Mingyu hurriedly took her sword, called Wu Ren, glanced at the items in the drawer, and didn't want to take them away, but when she thought of the things in her mansion, she only left the sword.
Finally, she took the peach branch, changed into a maid's clothes, and left through the back door among the handymen.
Following the people arranged by the Third Prince to a house outside the city, Mingyu actually felt a little familiar.
Until she saw the plum blossom in the yard.
Isn’t this the yard that Yu Tongan arranged for her to be saved in the beginning?
Mingyu looked up at Wu Ren, wanting to ask him what was going on, but the other party had a look of confusion on his face.
"I don't know."
He also didn't know when the young master bought this.
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