The prince is very cruel

Guan Ning had no expression on his face, and his whole body was like a sharp arrow: "She is right, people cannot be selfish. Taking her away will cause many innocent people to lose their heads."

"It's just treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

Yu Dilong felt disappointed when he heard this.

But the next second, Guan Ning blurted out: "If that's the case, then let's solve the root of the problem!"

The voice was sonorous, and a murderous aura suddenly emerged.

fundamental?!

"Prince, you want it?" Yu Dilong was shocked.

"Kill Du Peng and turn the wedding into a funeral. I wonder how they can embarrass Nanyin!" Guan Ning's eyes were murderous and he was extremely decisive. After going around in circles, he finally came back to this point. Only in this way could Pei Nanyin truly escape from the fire pit.

Yu Dilong was shocked!

Then he followed up without any hesitation: "Yes!"

Back in the front yard, it was bustling with activity, with guests making a lot of noise and people flattering the emperor innumerable, so no one paid any attention to Guan Ning at all.

He quickly informed everyone in Yipintang about the change of plan, upgrading the rescue plan to an assassination plan!

In the hours following the Liushui Banquet, the Twelve Heavenly Beings of Yipintang sneaked into the Zhao Mansion one after another, while the Twelve Earthly Fiends continued to support them from the outside.

This was an extremely dangerous operation. Not only were Zhao Tai's hundreds of guards and the imperial guards of the capital involved, but there were also palace guards lurking in the dark, whose specific identities were unknown.

If something happens, the capital will be quickly placed under martial law, but Guan Ning no longer cares about that at the moment. Even if this is a trap set by Zhao Tai, he will break through!

Time passes minute by minute.

Guan Ning kept mixing with the crowd, observing the terrain of Zhao Mansion, planning every step, and calculating it accurately to the minute and second.

This was a habit he had in his previous life, and it was also the reason why he dared to come here and cause trouble.

at last!

It's dusk!

The banquet reached its climax at this moment, and all the bigwigs from all parties who had arrived late entered the venue, creating a huge scene!

There were three second-rank officials who came, not to mention dukes, marquises, etc. Even if they did not come to avoid suspicion, they would still be sent with generous gifts and envoys.

For a time, the Zhao Mansion was extravagant and bustling with banquets!

As Hu Ji's singing and dancing stopped, Guan Ning knew that the wedding had begun!

"Go."

"Split up and do as I say, each doing their part!"

"After this is over, everyone must hide their identities and wait for my instructions." Guan Ning whispered while drinking tea.

"Yes!" The Twelve Heavenly Beings dispersed.

Nie Xiong and the other five also pretended to pour tea and ginseng water and then left, just like an ancient version of a spy war.

Guan Ning took a deep breath. At this moment, even someone as strong as him took a deep breath.

"Everyone, everyone, quiet, quiet!!" The old housekeeper of the Zhao Mansion came on stage and shouted, and the noisy courtyard finally quieted down.

"Please invite His Majesty's special envoy, Imperial Preceptor Zhang He, to preside over the wedding!"

A huge sound spread, and suddenly, a stone caused a thousand waves!

Many guests gasped: "It's the Imperial Master, it really is the Imperial Master!"

"Oh my God, His Majesty actually sent the Imperial Master to preside over the wedding of the Governor-General's adopted son. What a great honor!"

"In the entire world, only Governor Zhao can afford this honor, right?"

The Imperial Master, as the name suggests, is the teacher of a country, the emperor's think tank, the most trusted confidant among the trusted confidants, and even the emperor's favorite like Pei Xingwen is far inferior to him.

Guan Ning was also slightly surprised. The important figure from the court turned out to be the Imperial Master? He looked at an old man with gray hair, a ruddy face, a thin figure, and eyes full of the glint of the ups and downs of officialdom.

"We are here to see the Imperial Master!" Everyone below shouted and bowed.

Zhang He smiled and waved his hand, "Everyone, there's no need to be so polite. You're all here today to attend the grand wedding banquet at the Zhao Mansion. I've been ordered to come and preside over the wedding. I'm honored."

"Today's protagonists are two young people who are in love with each other. I would like to congratulate Lord Zhao and Lord Pei on their everlasting friendship."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was thunderous applause.

Zhao Tai and Pei Xingwen, who were sitting on the high platform, were dressed in gorgeous clothes. They both stood up and bowed.