Daily life in the academy

Combined with her earliest dream, if An Ziqian really succeeded in seizing the throne, she would be pierced through the heart by a sword, the State of Yan would be defeated, and none of the three people around her would have a good ending. She would definitely find a way to stop him.

An Ziqian simply wants to disrupt the current situation. To use his own words, while the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.

The police station has just opened, so it’s still unclear who the culprit will be.

The original book did not mention much background, and she knew very little about the Crown Prince, Prince Ning, and Prince Gong. Although the three people in front of her knew the whole story, she could not rashly reveal herself. One lie would have to be covered up with countless lies. Bai Zhi felt that she did not have the brains to outsmart others. Perhaps after they started to build up momentum, she could hint at it, so she organized her words in her mind.

"Sorry, I had a nightmare last night and I was distracted."

Mu Bailian asked curiously, "What nightmare? Look how scared you are. You're such a grown man, but you're so timid."

Bai Zhi rolled her eyes and didn't respond. Instead, she looked at Yan Qingchen and said, "Because the prince asked Butler Shen to investigate yesterday, I dreamed that someone deliberately drugged us and framed the prince's mansion, causing all of us to be thrown into prison."

Wenzhe comforted him, "But it was just a dream, and no one has the courage to frame the palace."

Yan Qingchen nodded: "Even if you were framed, no one would dare to put you in jail, so you can relax."

"That's right, there's also the general's mansion and my father." Mu Bailian patted his chest. This time he was no longer annoyed with his old man.

Bai Zhi smiled happily and said, "Then I feel relieved."

"However, I do think this matter is unusual," Wenzhe said seriously. "First, this epidemic is groundless. Secondly, only the princess has been infected. Even if Butler Shen has caught the person, based on my years of searching for clues for my father, this person is most likely a discarded pawn. Perhaps he hopes to cause some kind of dispute?"

It has to be said that Wenzhe was very sharp, which made Baizhi admire him very much. She nodded in agreement.

Yan Qingchen was about to say something when a servant came over quickly: "Sir, the prince wants you to go to the study."

"Okay, let's go down."

Yan Qingchen stood up and said to the three of them, "I'll be back soon."

In the study

Prince Ning stood in front of the desk, holding a brush and writing stroke by stroke. His brush strokes were as smooth as flowing water, and the characters were vigorous and powerful. When he finished writing, the word "Jing" suddenly jumped onto the paper.

Seeing words is like seeing people.

Yan Qingchen knocked on the door and came in, and King Ning put down the pen in his hand.

"Ayao, you know that today's morning court session was quite exciting."

Yan Qingchen sat down at the round table and poured a cup of tea and placed it on the empty seat next to him. King Ning walked over, picked up the tea and took a sip.

"He Liming, Junior Supervisor of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, claimed that recent observations of the celestial phenomena indicate that the Sheng'an epidemic was caused by the Crown Prince assisting in government affairs. The Murong family began to argue with him, and the Junior Supervisor even brought up your mother while citing historical texts."

Yan Qingchen frowned: "Father, you..."

"Of course I didn't agree. Xiao Yan came forward as a peacemaker, but Chu Shinan filed a complaint against him, accusing him of mishandling the epidemic and nearly infecting the envoys from both countries."

He Liming changed the subject and began praising the King of Qi, calling him the Purple Star sent from heaven.

Yan Qingchen: "But His Majesty has been putting pressure on the Si Tiantai recently. Aren't you afraid of the Emperor's wrath by making such an arrangement?"

Prince Ning: "Your Majesty has been increasingly partial to Prince Qi recently, and all the ministers have seen it. Whether He Liming's statement is true or false is not important. Moreover, Prince Qi and the Crown Prince are born of the same mother, and the Murong family's anger has subsided a lot."

Yan Qingchen: "This is clearly an attempt to sow discord. The Crown Prince is wise and will not care."

Prince Ning: "It doesn't matter whether the Crown Prince cares or not. What matters is what the King of Qi and his subordinates think. It's a matter of timing and momentum. It's the right time and the right momentum."

...

On the way back, Yan Qingchen kept thinking about the conversation in the study.

It's the right time and the right situation.

Their Ning Wang Mansion has always followed the orders of His Majesty. He has been pretending to be a dandy just to avoid arousing His Majesty's suspicion, but now someone wants to break this peace.

Fighting for the throne, inheriting the throne, he didn't understand what was the fun of being trapped in the deep palace, holding supreme power, but having to constantly be suspicious and check and balance each other's families.

If he had to choose, he would rather go to the border to kill the enemy and protect the people.

Nearing the courtyard, the sounds of Bai Zhi and Mu Bailian bickering could be heard from inside. Although they were bickering, they were surprisingly in sync. Bai Zhi also seemed to have a magical aura that made people feel close to him.

Yan Qingchen shook his head, shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and walked in.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan... come and judge for yourself." Mu Bailian ran to Yan Qingchen angrily, pointing at Bai Zhi and said aggrievedly: "That little dwarf Bai Zhi, he called me a fool, Brother Yan, please help me scold him too."

Bai Zhi said, "You're allowed to call me a dwarf, but you're not allowed to call you stupid? Is there any justice in this world?"

"What's the point of talking about natural law? It's a fact that you're short. I'm a lot taller than you when we're the same age."

"Then it's true that I said you were stupid. If you weren't stupid, General Mu wouldn't have withheld your monthly salary for so long. You even got caught practicing with your sword in secret. Wouldn't you find a secluded place to practice? And you think you can become a hero? I, Baizhi, am the first one who doesn't believe it."

"You...you...say it again?"

Mu Bai's face flushed with anger, and he forgot to ask Yan Qingchen for justice. He started arguing with Bai Zhi again, but his words were not as eloquent as Bai Zhi's, and he never got any benefits.

Yan Qingchen sat down next to Wenzhe, and the two of them drank tea calmly.

"What's the reason this time?"

Wenzhe waved his hand: "Bai Lian saw a little white pigeon flying by and wanted to eat roasted pigeon."

"Azhi asked how carrier pigeons were trained, and Bai Lian started to mock him for his lack of knowledge. At first, Azhi ignored Bai Lian's provocation, but you know Bai Lian's personality; he wouldn't let it go. As time went by, the two of them started arguing. They'd been arguing for a stick of incense before you came back, Qingchen."

"Oh." Yan Qingchen calmly put down the teacup and waved to the maid next to him.

"Go to the kitchen and bring back some Yulu dumplings and Suru."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After a while, the maid came back with a food box and placed the Yu Lu Tuan and Su Ru on the table.

Bai Zhi and Mu Bailian stopped quarreling at the same time and sat down. One of them passed a Jade Dew Ball while the other distributed Su Ruo. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

During this time, the two smiled at each other and said in unison that it was delicious.

Yan Qingchen and Wenzhe took out the last two pieces of jade dew balls from the two people's mouths and started eating them.

Mm, it tastes really good.

Bai Zhi and Mu Bailian, who had eaten and drunk their fill, seemed to have forgotten their previous quarrel and started talking and laughing again.

Mu Bailian patted his chest and said, "I know there's a pastry shop in the West Market. Their Jade Dew Balls are especially delicious. I'll take you there next time."

"Okay, keep your word."

Wenzhe: “….”

Yan Qingchen curled his lips and smiled.