My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

Wenzhi six years, May 17th.

Xiling City, light rain.

After a rain, the pear blossoms in the pear orchard outside Chunman Cottage fell all over the ground.

Bai Shaoqiu and Dongfang Meng left Chunman Cottage, stepping on the pear blossoms all over the ground.

Dongfang Meng was carrying an iron stick with two jars of wine on each end.

The road was a bit muddy after being soaked by a night of rain, but the rice seedlings in the rice fields looked even greener.

Bai Shaoqiu, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and Dongfang Meng walked across the ridges and came to the archway.

Zhao Xiaoshu has prepared the carriage and is waiting here.

Today I am going to visit Mr. Qin Jingtai of Changning Academy, and in the afternoon I will go to a blacksmith shop.

After a long chat with Mr. Si yesterday, Bai Shaoqiu suddenly felt a chill.

A small figure in Xiling City, just because he became the son-in-law of the royal family, just because he wanted to get rid of this identity and become famous, it really sounds like he is standing at the center of the storm!

Is it really that dangerous?

No one knows.

As Mr. Si said, it depends on what those people think.

Well, Bai Shaoqiu understands the principle of the survival of the fittest!

For those in high positions, strangling a small person like me is just a thought—

It doesn't take much effort!

It's just a matter of giving an order!

But there are benefits!

The death of a son-in-law whose talent was as high as a three-story building might arouse the anger of the royal palace.

But... the current Xingguo is facing threats from Beiliang.

If they really angered the Prince of Zhenxi's Mansion, wouldn't they be afraid that the Prince of Zhenxi would really rebel?

The purpose of their struggle is the succession to the throne; they do not want to destroy the country.

Therefore... our strategy against Beiliang will definitely not be to fight with all our strength!

From Ye Qionglou's perspective, this foreign war must not be fought before the crown prince is established!

His focus is on the country!

In the East Palace!

Based on this inference, ceding Akinohara in order to get Northern Liang to stop the war was a foregone conclusion.

Only in this way would Ye Qionglou dare to deal with the Zhenxi Palace.

So how big will Beiliang’s appetite be this time?

How will Ye Qionglou satisfy him?

In the end, it is Xingguo and its people who are hurt!

Bai Shaoqiu suddenly laughed and said, "Fuck, is it that the emperor is not anxious but the eunuch is?"

He stopped thinking about this trivial matter and opened the car curtain. There was a drizzle outside the window and few pedestrians. He looked around and saw that he had arrived at Luohua Alley.

Passing by the former Bai Mansion, Bai Shaoqiu was slightly startled. The door of the Bai Mansion was closed and locked.

Did the old man in black and the young man in fancy clothes go out or return to Kyoto?

Yesterday I heard from Mr. Si about an organization called Xuan Jing Si.

The old man in black had a small golden mirror hanging around his waist. Could they be from the Xuan Jing Division?

Si Lao said that Xuan Jing Si was a transcendent existence in Xingguo——

It does not belong to any department of the court!

It is only responsible to the emperor!

It does a lot of things.

For example, supervising officials at all levels.

For example, gathering intelligence from various places.

For example, assassinating someone who needs to be assassinated, or protecting someone who needs to be protected.

It sounds similar to the Jinyiwei in previous lives, except that its supreme commander is not a eunuch.

If these two were from the Xuan Jing Division, why did they use that method to buy the Bai Mansion last year?

What are they going to do in Xiling City?

The carriage continued to move forward in the rain.

Dongfang Meng continued running behind the carriage.

What Bai Shaoqiu didn't know was that just yesterday, the old man and the young man had left Xiling City and headed for Kyoto.

Under the order of the Chief of the Imperial City!

In the same drizzle, Shangshan's face was even gloomier than the gloomy sky.

He kept looking at the rain outside the window, letting the rain coming in wet his hair and his face.

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Yu Donglin who was dozing off sitting opposite him:

"You have the right to report to Grandpa, I don't blame you."

Yu Donglin opened his old eyes and quickly replied, "Thank you for your understanding, Young Master!"

"What I find strange is why Grandpa sent a carrier pigeon to call us back so urgently!"

"What did you say to Grandpa?"

"Well, Young Master, I followed the rules and wrote to the Chief about what I encountered during this trip to Xiling."

"But we haven't found the whereabouts of that account book!"

"I know and have written it down. As for why the Chief Lord urgently summoned the Young Master back to the capital, I guess...it's probably related to Bai Shaoqiu."

Shang Shan was startled: "Is it related to him?"

"He's a son-in-law of a royal family. Is he more important than checking that account book?"

Yu Donglin pondered for three breaths, "I think... the chief is worried that the young master might have a conflict with the palace."

"Bai Shaoqiu, the son-in-law, is different now. The palace's attitude towards Bai Shaoqiu has also been made clear."

"The young master is well aware of the current situation in the court. The existence of the Zhenxi Palace is the key to maintaining a delicate balance between the two forces in the court."

"Perhaps the First Lord doesn't want this balance to be disrupted... or perhaps the First Lord doesn't want Prime Minister Qin to fall too quickly... This is all my guess."

"As a member of the Xuan Jing Division, we shouldn't speculate on these things. The Chief is extremely taboo about this, so naturally, he won't allow anyone from the Xuan Jing Division to disrupt this balance..."

"Young Master is the future head of the Xuan Jing Division. Forgive my bluntness, but investigating the whereabouts of the account book is the Xuan Jing Division's job. However... what you did went beyond that. This is probably why the head urgently summoned you back to the capital."

Shangshan smiled coldly and looked out the window again.

His eyes narrowed slightly:

"Grandpa is old."

"Xuan Jingsi has been too low-key in recent years."

"The Xuan Jing Division used to be the sharpest knife in the Emperor's hand..."

"now what?"

"This knife is chipped and rusty,"

"This young master thinks that this knife needs sharpening!"

He looked at Yu Donglin again and asked, "What does Yu Jinjing think?"

Yu Donglin was deeply shocked. He lowered his head and said, "Although the Chief is old, the Xuanjing Division has not collapsed because of him!"

Shang Shan raised the corner of his mouth and leaned forward, "You said it very well!"

"Originally, this young master admired Bai Shaoqiu very much and even wanted to recruit him... you know."

"But he doesn't know how to appreciate it!"

"If you can't use me, then you can't be used by others, especially the Zhenxi Palace!"

“In fact, he is still a small figure.”

"But this young master is unhappy because of him..."

Shangshan sat up straight and smiled slightly:

"Then... this young master wants to see Bai Shaoqiu die. Is this the end of the world?"

Yu Donglin was shocked and his face suddenly turned pale!

He was about to jump off the carriage when Shang Shan said with a smile:

"Even if you rush back, it's too late!"

"Besides, you can't go back!"

……

……

Changning Academy is located next to the Broken Bridge in the west of Xiling City.

A broken bridge does not mean that the bridge is broken.

Broken Bridge is a stone arch bridge spanning the Xihe River.

There is a big banyan tree at the end of the bridge.

This big banyan tree is broken!

It is said that it was struck by lightning on a summer night more than ten years ago, and the top was broken, but the vitality of this big banyan tree was not lost, and many branches grew on its half trunk.

The branches and leaves are denser.

Like a huge umbrella.

Bai Shaoqiu got off the carriage, opened his oil-paper umbrella, looked at the broken banyan tree that was becoming greener in the drizzle, and was about to take Dongfang Meng and Zhao Xiaoshu to Changxing Academy nearby.

at this time,

His body suddenly stiffened.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the broken banyan tree again, and shouted:

"careful……!"

An arrow came from the dense leaves of the broken banyan tree!

Two arrows!

Three arrows!

Four or five arrows!