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

Fengling Pass.

General Luo Mu, the commander of the pass, was not on the wall.

He was in his general's house.

Although it was called a mansion, it was just a three-courtyard house outside the military camp.

At this moment, he was in the study in the backyard, with his head slightly lowered, brewing a pot of tea.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged scholar.

The scholar was wearing a white Confucian robe, a white Confucian cap, and had a short beard on his chin.

He was dressed in white and was also born white.

His appearance is not outstanding, but he has a bit of a scholarly air.

At this moment, he was watching Luo Mu clumsily making tea, shaking the folding fan in his hand and said:

"General Luo doesn't seem willing?"

"Are you still doubting the authenticity of this letter? Do you want Your Highness to come and ask General Luo in person?"

These words contained a clear threat.

Luo Mu still didn't say anything.

He didn't know whether the handwriting on the letter was that of the Third Prince, but he knew the small seal on the letter.

He didn't expect that Bai Shaoqiu's entry into Kyoto would even alarm the Third Prince.

He actually sent his chief of staff Shang Baiyi to come.

Seeing that Luo Mu still didn't respond, Shang Baiyi shook the fan again and leaned over:

"If this is accomplished, the day Your Highness ascends the throne will be the day General Luo rises to prominence!"

"This humble post of Fengling Pass garrison general is truly an underestimation of General Luo's talents... The northern border troops are actually short of a general. What do you think, General Luo?"

The water in the teapot is boiling.

Luo Mu put the tea into the pot, looked up and asked:

"Bai Shaoqiu... from what Mr. Shang just said, he was once a worthless person in Xiling City. He only showed his talent after becoming the son-in-law of the Zhenxi Palace..."

"Even if his talent is as high as a three-story building, he is still just a scholar."

"The master asked me to send troops to kill a scholar..."

"Is it worth it?"

"What I mean is that he is still the prince's son-in-law after all. Since the King of Zhenxi has sent people to protect him, it means that the prince doesn't want him to get into any accidents."

"If something happens to him here... I, Luo, can give up my position as the garrison general, but isn't His Royal Highness the Third Prince's East Palace afraid of being affected by the wrath of the King of Zhenxi?"

Shang Baiyi smiled slightly:

"King Zhenxi? I'm afraid he can't even protect himself right now."

Luo Mu was shocked. "Just relying on those barbarians in the Western Wasteland?"

"of course not."

“…Who else could it be?”

Shang Baiyi waved his hand and said, "General Luo, don't worry about this. In short, the King of Zhenxi can't escape this time."

"Even if this prince of our Xingguo dies, General Luo must not sympathize with him."

"He deserves to die!"

"Just because he dared to lead his army out of Xiling and head north six years ago, he deserves to have his entire clan exterminated!"

"The Emperor is merciful and has spared him because of his meritorious service in defending the Western Frontier. However, this prince seems to be becoming even more spoiled because of his favor."

"Xiling is part of Xingguo, right?"

"But the city guard sent by the imperial court to Xiling City died in the city guard's mansion!"

"Died in a fire."

"Was the fire accidental or intentional?"

Shang Baiyi snapped the fan in his hand, and the kind smile on his face disappeared, becoming cold and sharp.

"The city guard died in the city guard's mansion, but the city guard's wife died outside the city!"

"It was still early in the morning, and someone stabbed him in the throat with a sword and left his body in the wilderness!"

"It's obvious that the death of the city lord was not caused by a fire, but by arson."

"Such a serious matter, but our Prince of Zhenxi simply downplayed it to a fire in his memorial to the court..."

"You are deceiving the king!"

Shang Baiyi held the fan in his right hand and raised it angrily towards the sky, while his left hand pounded the table, making a clattering sound.

"He was clearly blatantly deceiving the emperor, yet the emperor read the memorial and kept it in his palace..."

"I'm telling you this not for any other reason, but simply to tell you that this prince has completely taken control of Xiling City. He no longer cares about the imperial court or the emperor."

"So, his death is not a pity."

"That's right, Bai Shaoqiu is his son-in-law, and this son-in-law is also a restless guy!"

"Do you know what his purpose in entering Kyoto is?"

Luo Mushang was shocked by the situation that King Zhenxi was in.

That year, it was the Qingming Festival.

Of course he had not forgotten the hearty drinking session in the tavern at the foot of Mount Shu.

He remembers it very clearly.

The memory is still fresh!

However, the King of Zhenxi was stationed in the western border, and he was stationed at Fengling Pass. In recent years, there was little correspondence between them, and they no longer had a few drinks.

He didn't know much about the King of Zhenxi.

He is a prince after all.

His status is much higher than that of the general guarding the pass.

But he had heard of Bai Shaoqiu.

The merchants and travelers who came and went talked about it.

He did not expect that the emperor would marry Bai Shaoqiu to Princess Changying.

At that time, the merchants passing by felt sorry for Princess Changying, and so did he.

But just recently, those passing businessmen and travelers started talking about Bai Shaoqiu again, and this time they said that the son-in-law was extremely talented!

Even stranger than a play.

But he was also happy for the King of Zhenxi.

After all, everyone's daughter is the apple of their eye. If you really marry a useless son-in-law... you will definitely not be able to swallow this humiliation.

Now Mr. Shang came with a letter with the third prince's seal, asking him to send troops to kill Bai Shaoqiu.

This Mr. Shang then said so many damnable things about the King of Zhenxi!

These words were definitely not something an aide to him could say. Thinking about the disputes in the court, it was naturally the Third Prince's family that wanted the King of Zhenxi to die.

As for Bai Shaoqiu, in Luo Mu's view, he is still an insignificant little person.

Killing him was probably the Third Prince's way of declaring his attitude.

"I heard that he came to the capital because the emperor was pleased with his talent and summoned him. Killing him, wouldn't that go against the emperor's will?"

"If the emperor blames me, I, a small guard..."

Shang Baiyi waved his hand to interrupt Luo Mu:

"No!"

"His real reason for coming to Kyoto was to shed his status as a son-in-law and become the Ninth Princess's consort!"

"The Emperor ordered him to come to the capital, mainly because of the Ninth Princess's request!"

"Would you be willing to be the emperor?"

"The Emperor just issued an imperial decree granting the marriage four months ago, and now he's retracting that decree... Where is the Emperor's authority?"

"The Emperor probably also wants him dead!"

Luo Mu was startled and sat up straight. "He dislikes the status of a son-in-law in the royal palace? The Ninth Princess also has her eyes on him?"

Shang Baiyi pondered for three breaths:

"The Ninth Princess is young after all, and perhaps she was bewitched by his poetry. That's unimportant. What's important is that you show your attitude so that I can return to the capital and report to His Highness."

Luo Mu poured tea.

My heart was pounding.

How the hell did I get into such a difficult situation?

If he refused, the Third Prince would have a very high chance of winning in the imperial court. If he really ascended the throne as emperor one day...

The fact that I rejected him today will probably be brought up and used against me later.

There will definitely be no good results.

But if he didn't refuse, he would have cooked wine together during Qingming Festival, and almost become brothers with the King of Zhenxi and Wei Buyi, but now he wanted to kill the King of Zhenxi's son-in-law?

As for what Mr. Shang said about Bai Shaoqiu wanting to get rid of his status as a son-in-law and become the ninth princess's consort, Luo Mu thought it was just an excuse.

This excuse cannot be punctured.

Wei Buyi was imprisoned in Kyoto.

Xihuang set up another plan to kill the King of Zhenxi.

He clenched his fists, a sign of his difficulty in making up his mind.

General of the Northern Frontier Army!

That's the real general!

The third prince ascended the throne and named himself the general of the northern border army, which made him the direct descendant of the new emperor and a person who could truly ennoble his wife and son!

What a great temptation!

He slowly stood up,

Standing in front of the window.

The autumn leaves outside the window have turned yellow.

He suddenly remembered that he was already forty-six years old.

I originally thought that I would die of old age in this shabby place, but now... I actually have such a great opportunity as an old tree meeting spring.

He is a cautious person.

He did not lose his mind because of the huge temptation.

He was well aware of the strength of the western border troops led by the King of Zhenxi.

He turned around and looked at Shang Baiyi:

"When will there be news from the Western Wasteland?"

"Probably three to five days."

"How about I wait three to five days and then give you an answer?"

Shang Baiyi also stood up:

“Wealth and honor wait for no one!”

“He who tries to play both sides usually ends up in trouble!”

"Your Highness doesn't have the patience to wait for you for three or five days..."

"If you don't do it, you already know about it."

"You're putting me in a difficult position."

"By the way, your daughter who just turned eight seems to live in Xiaguan Village below the pass!"

Luo Mu was startled and frowned.

Just then, guards came hurriedly.

He stood in front of Luo Mu and bowed:

"General, there's a man named Dongfang Xun outside the palace who wants to see you!"

Shang Baiyi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Luo Mu's heart sank. He needed to make a final choice.