Princess Promotion

For wolves, they only need to run faster than the slowest sheep in the flock to have a chance to survive.

However, for the flock of sheep, if they want to save their lives, they must surpass the fastest wolf in the pack.

This does not mean that there is a huge difference in ability between the two sides. In fact, the real reason for this situation is that the pressures they are under are completely different.

From the very beginning, Yao Chuguang never considered relying on those civil officials to investigate the relevant matters one by one.

This will not only consume a great deal of time and human resources, but if one is not careful, those wealthy businessmen and landlords who own large tracts of land will very likely rise up and cause riots.

By then, the imperial court would have to send troops to suppress the rebellion, which would incur a considerable amount of expenses.

The cost of all this going back and forth would probably be much higher than starting a war.

Yao Chuguang was in such trouble because he had no money, so he definitely couldn't lose money.

Originally, Yao Chuguang just wanted to find a few people to pretend to be official brokers and go undercover among those wealthy businessmen and landlords.

If the news that the imperial court is going to investigate the hidden land is released, those landlords will definitely panic, and then they can pretend to ask the landlords to sell it to them at a very low price.

After the court's investigation into the hidden fields has passed, these fields will be bought back.

At that time, those people will just disappear with the land deeds, so that Yao Chuguang can gain the greatest benefits at the lowest price and cost without bloodshed.

After repeated consideration, Yao Chuguang felt that sending someone to pretend to be an undercover agent was not a feasible option.

Those wealthy businessmen and landlords are not fools, especially since this concerns most of their life wealth, how could they easily trust a stranger?

Since fake ones don’t work, then find the real ones.

Song Guguang was the perfect chess piece for Yao Chuguang. He was a man of great cunning and scheming, a man of great foresight. Furthermore, his network of connections was intricate and far-reaching.

Now Yao Chuguang just has to wait for Song Guguan to contact those wealthy businessmen and get the real Yintian account book.

She can easily close the net. I hope Song Guguan won’t let her down!

Is there anything in this world that is more efficient than having your opponent work for you?

After hearing this, Yan Mingzhe felt as if he was struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

After a long while, Yan Mingzhe finally came to his senses, but he still stuttered: "This...this plan...is brilliant! It's...truly brilliant!"

At the same time, his already bright eyes were now sparkling with excitement, as bright as the brightest stars in the night sky.

Yan Mingzhe subconsciously clenched his hands together tightly, and his knuckles turned slightly white because he was squeezing too hard.

It was obvious that he was trying his best to suppress the surging excitement in his heart.

All this is because the strategies and plans proposed by Your Majesty are so ingenious and incredible.

Every move is unexpected and hard to guard against; every detail is carefully considered and there is no loophole to be found.

When people are in such a perfect plan, all they can feel is deep shock and sincere admiration.

It seems that what we are facing is not a simple battle of strategy, but a magnificent and majestic epic picture.

Yao Chuguang looked at Yan Mingzhe with a blank expression as he praised the empress, and then Yan Mingzhe looked at her with envy that she could carry out the empress's plan.

Yao Chuguang clapped his hands, bringing Yan Mingzhe back to reality and said, "Because of your interruption, the plan has deviated a bit. I need your cooperation in acting out a scene."

Given Yan Mingzhe's upright image, it is unrealistic to ask him to follow Yao Chuguang and become corrupt.

But if we just don't let Yan Mingzhe do anything and let him go, it seems that this won't work either.

After all, things have developed to this point. If not handled properly, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yan Mingzhe was very cooperative and said, "Whatever you want me to do, I will do it without hesitation."

Now Yan Mingzhe began to feel a little scared. If His Majesty's plan failed because of his intrusion, he would be blamed for it.

Yao Chuguang patted Fu Hongxuan and said, "It's up to you then."

Fu Hongxuan: ………………………………

Song Guguang rubbed his sore arms, sorted out the written letters and placed them on the table, preparing to take a rest and go to bed.

There was a knock on the door. Song Guguan looked at the sky and saw that it was already midnight.

It’s so late, who would come to see him?

Song Guguang shouted at the door: "Who is it?"

A moment later, a deep male voice came from outside the door and responded: "It's me, I have something important to discuss with Mr. Song today."

When Song Guguang walked over to open the door, he saw Yan Mingzhe standing at the door with an angry look on his face, his expression so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

Judging from Yan Mingzhe's angry look, it seems that he has already found Fu Hongxuan, and there must have been a big dispute between the two sides.

Even though he knew it, Song Guguang still had a smile on his face. He stepped aside and said, "Mr. Yan, please come in and talk! It's windy and cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Yan Mingzhe angrily raised his foot and strode into the house.

After entering the room, Yan Mingzhe reached into his arms without saying a word and quickly took out a thick handful of silver bills.

Yan Mingzhe just shook his wrist, and the banknotes fell on the table like snowflakes.

Yan Mingzhe stared at the banknotes on the table and said coldly, "This is the money that woman took from you. Now I'm returning it to you on her behalf. But remember, if something like this happens again, I will definitely not show mercy!"

After a moment's silence, Song Guguang slowly said, "Mr. Yan, this matter cannot be resolved by simply returning the silver."

Hearing this, Yan Mingzhe's brows suddenly frowned, his eyes widened, and he glared at Song Guguang.

Yan Mingzhe shouted, "This is the only time I've said this. If you insist on doing it your way, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

At this moment, the two people's eyes met fiercely in the air, like two lightning bolts colliding with each other, instantly emitting countless sparks.

Although Song Guguan refused to give in on the surface, he already understood in his heart.

It seems that Yan Mingzhe had a falling out with Fu Hongxuan. It is probably Yan Mingzhe who asked Fu Hongxuan not to make a deal with him.

They are all smart people. If Shen San didn't get Fu Hongxuan's approval, how could he dare to take his money?

The final result is obvious, neither of them can convince the other.

It is estimated that the master and disciple have already broken up. Yan Mingzhe, considering their long-term master-disciple relationship, still came over and returned the silver to Song Guguang.

At the same time, he was also warning them to stop, otherwise he would never sit idly by.

Song Guguan was planning to cooperate with Fu Hongxuan. If he really alienated the relationship between master and disciple, Fu Hongxuan would be dissatisfied with him.

He was just about to back down and pretend to agree to Yan Mingzhe's request, and then cooperate with Fu Hongxuan in private.

Anyway, what they were really cooperating on was not the accounting office of a small county government.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of noisy sound outside the house, and the sound became louder and louder, getting closer and closer.

Song Guguang and Yan Mingzhe both looked towards the door at the same time. Song Guguang had to swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue and walked quickly towards the door.

The moment the door opened, thick smoke rushed in like a flood, instantly submerging Song Guguang.

The pungent smoke choked him and made him cough violently continuously. For a moment he was at a loss.

After recovering a little, Song Guguang finally heard the panicked shouts of the people outside the house - "There's a fire, there's a fire!"

At the same time, a shop assistant came running towards them with a bucket in his hand, shouting, "Guests, please run for your lives! The fire is raging! If you don't run now, it will be too late!"

Yan Mingzhe naturally noticed the unusual situation in front of him. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Yan Mingzhe and Song Guguang hurriedly left the room and walked quickly towards the entrance of the post station.

However, the entire post station was filled with thick smoke at this time, and it was night, so the vision was greatly restricted.

The two could only follow the crowd in front of them and run out.

After finally escaping from the inn, I found that they had actually run to the backyard.

Song Guguang was breathing heavily. After taking two deep breaths of fresh air, he felt his breathing became a little smoother.

At this time, Song Guguang caught a glimpse of a well next to him, and the bucket was full of clear water.

Song Guguang walked over, bent down and washed his face to wake himself up.

Just as Song Guguan bent down, an extremely sharp feather arrow rushed past his head like lightning, and with a "whoosh" sound, it hit a pillar not far away.

If Song Guguan had slowed down his movements by just one second, the feather arrow would have mercilessly pierced his head.

Thinking of this, Song Guguang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like raindrops.

Almost at the same time, Song Guguang heard Yan Mingzhe shouting behind him, "There's an assassin!"

When Song Guguang turned around, he saw Yan Mingzhe flash and flee out of the back door of the post station.

At the same time, Song Guguang watched as several masked men in black rushed out of the post station one after another.

These men in black are all agile and quick in their movements, and it is obvious at first glance that they are no ordinary people.

After seeing Song Guguan standing in the backyard, they instantly split into two groups.

One of the waves turned around and quickly chased in the direction of Yan Mingzhe's escape, while the other wave approached Song Guguang step by step.

Song Guguang: Was he implicated by Yan Mingzhe?

If he pretended to be blind at this time, would these men in black let him go?

Man in Black: What do you think?

Song Guguan was breathing heavily as he ran for his life in the mountains. Fortunately, he knew some martial arts, otherwise he might have really been in trouble this time.

Song Guguang secretly complained in his heart: Why was he inexplicably implicated by Yan Mingzhe?

What kind of irreconcilable enemy does Yan Mingzhe have?

Why didn’t he show up earlier or later, but chose to come at this time?

Song Guguan pondered secretly in his heart, and at the same time carefully hid himself in the dense bushes, trying his best to cover his tracks.

Now thinking back, the inn suddenly caught fire.

What about Fu Hongxuan?

Things just happened so fast that Song Guguang didn't have time to think.

Looking back now, there are so many doubts. Could it be that Fu Hongxuan felt that keeping Yan Mingzhe would be a hidden danger sooner or later and he had to get rid of him as soon as possible?

He planned the assassination by setting fire to the inn to create chaos and fire, and then took advantage of the chaotic scene when everyone was fleeing.

He sent his men to pretend to be assassins and kill Yan Mingzhe. So far, in the eyes of outsiders, there has been no conflict or dispute between Fu Hongxuan and Yan Mingzhe.

No one would have thought that the murderer was Fu Hongxuan at this time.

If Song Guguan was not involved in this game, he would not have thought that Fu Hongxuan would be so cruel and act so decisively.

It turns out that those who have been to the battlefield are different. They act decisively and without any delay.

The problem is, damn it!

Couldn't Fu Hongxuan just say a few more words to his men? They are in the same group!

He accidentally killed his partner at the beginning. If this matter were to get out, it would be so funny. His master would have been killed in vain!

This is also why Song Guguang was certain that Fu Hongxuan just wanted to kill Yan Mingzhe to eliminate future troubles, rather than intending to silence him as well.

Just when Song Guguan was thinking about hiding until dawn, and waiting for Fu Hongxuan to deal with Yan Mingzhe, it would be safer for him to get up.

Yan Mingzhe followed the instructions and found Song Guguang's hiding place. Then, panting, he pulled Song Guguang up and said, "Run! The assassin is chasing us!"

Song Guguan wanted to die. What a crap luck!

Yan Mingzhe said apologetically, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry for getting you into trouble this time."

Song Guguan: Since I know you have implicated me, please let me go!

At this moment, Song Guguan just wanted to stay as far away from Yan Mingzhe as possible.

But for some reason, more and more men in black came chasing him, each with a ferocious look on their faces and holding a sharp blade, as if they had an irreconcilable hatred for Song Guguang. They attacked him without mercy and every move was fatal.

Song Guguang was groaning in his heart, but there was no way to retreat at this time. He could only grit his teeth and run with Yan Mingzhe with all his might.

The mountain road was rugged and uneven. Song Guguang stumbled and fell, with a bruised face, but he did not dare to stop for a moment, because once he stopped, death would be waiting for him.

The two of them ran up the mountain breathlessly. However, when they reached the top of the mountain, they found that there was no way forward!

There is a steep cliff in front of me, with no bottom in sight.

Seeing this, Song Guguang's face turned pale as paper in an instant, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he muttered to himself: "It's over... It's really over now..."

At this time, Yan Mingzhe was standing steadily on the cliff at the top of the mountain. He slowly turned around and was about to say something to Song Guguang.

However, there was a flash of cold light, and a sharp arrow came rushing like lightning and hit Yan Mingzhe directly in the heart.

Yan Mingzhe groaned, his body involuntarily leaning back, and then he fell from the cliff like a kite with a broken string, disappearing into the night.