Zhu Biao suddenly fell silent. Li Weizheng was actually right. Since Empress Ma's death, due to political differences, the gap between him and his father became deeper and deeper. The father must remove the thorns in the court for him and leave an ideal country for his descendants. However, Zhu Biao insisted that only the king of Yao and Shun could have the people of Yao and Shun. Although they were fathers and sons, they were getting farther and farther away. However, no matter how profound the conflict between them was, they were fathers and sons, and blood was thicker than water. The father first asked him about his physical condition, and then the southern tour. Perhaps it was as simple as the father caring for his son, because he thought too much.

After a long silence, Zhu Biao changed the subject, "The father has been suppressed in the assassination case, and the father doesn't seem to want to go into it in depth. This does not conform to his personality. Perhaps as you said, the father has already recorded it on Lan Yu's tent, but the time has not come. I am really worried, so I want to ask you, what should we do next?"

Li Wei was lowered and pondered for a moment, then said, "If the emperor wants to kill Duke Liang, it will not be just because of the assassin case. After all, there is insufficient evidence. I think the assassin case of King Yan did not achieve the expected results. He will definitely not be willing to do it. There must be a future. Your Highness needs to do two things now."

Zhu Biao was overjoyed and asked quickly, "Tell me quickly, what two things are there?"

"First, Your Highness should immediately warn Duke Liang to raise his vigilance and not be caught by others; Second, I just heard that the King of Yan was busy with the Northern Expedition, and this matter must not be manipulated by him. Your Highness should find a way to kill the behind-the-scenes planner as soon as possible."

Zhu Biao nodded. He was not worried about being stabbed again. His father no longer allowed him to visit him in a private manner. He also ordered several guards with excellent martial arts to protect him. Not only that, yesterday he issued a special order to officials in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas that if the prince was assassinated during the investigation, all officials at all levels in the place where the incident occurred were beheaded, and he also believed that the possibility of being stabbed continuously was unlikely.

As Li Weizheng said, he was worried about Lan Yu's recklessness. On the day he returned to Beijing, he ordered someone to rush to Huguang to deliver letters to him. Someone wanted to detriment to him and asked him to burn all the confidential letters in case they were caught. I wonder if Lan Yu could understand his painstaking efforts.

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao said in a deep voice: "I also know that this person behind the scenes is very powerful, but the world is so big that it is difficult for us to find this person. We can only be careful and we cannot seize the opportunity by him."

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Just as Li Wei was talking with Zhu Biao, the Crown Princess Chang had already sacrificed incense in front of Guanyin statue. Two palace maids helped her to leave. At this time, she saw a side hall next to her, so she asked the host: "Master, what kind of god is worshipped there?"

"Reporting to the princess, there are no specific gods there, and there is an allusion that the boy Shancai worships the fifty-three "good teachers" is used by this temple to encourage the monks to work hard and study hard."

Concubine Chang smiled and said, "I have read it in the book. The 27th master that Boy Shancai worships is Guanyin Bodhisattva. Since I have come, I want to go and take a look."

The host hurriedly led the way, "Please follow me and go there."

The presiding officer entered the side hall and saw a pilgrimage in the hall, a young girl. He frowned and turned around to ask the monk, "Didn't I ask you to clear the temple? Why are there pilgrimage here?"

The monk from Zhigu replied hurriedly: "This female donor's companion was invited by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and she is waiting here."

"Then why don't you ask her to leave!"

Concubine Chang had already walked from behind and heard the monk in charge of the guest, and smiled at the host and said, "The host does not need to blame him. Since he is the prince's guest, he is also my guest. How can he drive the guest away? It's okay."

She walked into the hall. At this time, the mute girl had already seen the princess come in. She wanted to avoid it, but there was no Buddha statue in this small hall and only one door. She had no choice but to go forward Yingying and kneel down to give a bow, but didn't say anything.

Concubine Chang looked at the mute girl carefully and saw that she was young but very beautiful, she looked like a little beauty, and she was polite and sensible, and she seemed very well-educated. Concubine Chang couldn't remember where she had seen her, and maybe she looked like someone, but she still fell in love with this girl all at once. She knew that Li Weizheng had saved her husband's life. As a wife, she was very grateful to Li Weizheng, but she could not repay her kindness. The girl in front of her was Li Weizheng's relative, and Concubine Chang's heart of repaying her kindness turned to her.

She quickly helped the mute girl up and smiled, "What's your name?"

The mute girl lowered her head and did not answer. The host next to her coughed heavily and reminded her: "Girl, the princess is asking you something!"

The mute girl took out the paper and pencil from the bag she carried with her and quickly wrote: "Please forgive me, I can't speak."

'So she was actually a mute', and Concubine Chang felt aroused sympathy. She asked softly: "Then can you write it to me, what's your name? What should I call you?"

The mute girl hesitated for a moment and wrote: 'My elder brother calls me mute girl, and the empress can also call me that.'

"So your name is mute girl!"

Concubine Chang thought about it and took off a string of jade necklace from her jade neck. This was given to her when she was alive. It was her beloved thing. She smiled and put it on the mute girl, "This necklace is not worth much, but I will give it to you my wish."

‘Thank you for your reward.’

When Concubine Chang saw that the mute girl's pencil was something she had never seen before, she asked curiously: "What kind of pen is this? Why have I never seen it?"

'This is what my elder brother did for me, and my elder brother called it a pencil'. After the mute girl finished writing, she took out a new pencil from the bag, handed it to Concubine Chang with both hands, and then made another move of cutting the tip of the pen with a knife.

"Did you give it to me?" Concubine Chang took the pencil. She liked it very much, so she smiled at the mute girl and said, "Then I will thank you."

The two of them walked around the hall. Concubine Chang briefly told her some stories about the boy Shancai learning, and said with a smile: "Although a girl has no talent, it is better if she can read and read and learn some knowledge of sages. For example, the story of the boy Qiancai learning art is inspiring endlessly. But I read it from the book. In fact, there are many stories about the boy Shancai learning art. You have time to read more books. Although you can't speak, your beautiful belly is more friendly and respectable than many three-inch women."

The mute girl nodded silently, and then an eunuch hurriedly came to report: "Empress, your highness is over, please come over."

Seeing that she was well-behaved, Concubine Chang liked her even more. She stroked the mute girl's hair and chuckled softly: "Music girl, I'm leaving. You can come to the East Palace to have fun in the future. You just need to say it was my order."

The mute girl nodded, as if she had agreed to her invitation. Concubine Chang quickly walked around the palace maids and eunuchs. Only the mute girl was left in the hall. She looked at Concubine Chang's back and showed a very complicated look in her eyes. She had actually met Concubine Chang with her mother three times when she was a child, but Concubine Chang had forgotten herself.

"Music girl, did you meet the princess just now?" At some point, Li Wei suddenly appeared in front of her. Mitsuic girl was startled, nodded quickly, and pointed to the necklace around her neck.

"This is what she gave you! It seems that you don't feel disgusted with her."

Li Weizheng knew that the mute girl hated the Zhu family deeply, and he was also a little surprised to see that the mute girl actually accepted the reward from the crown princess.

"She... is a good person." The mute girl stuttered.

"The prince is actually a kind person," Li Weizheng smiled and said to the mute girl: "Maybe we will leave the capital tomorrow and go to Jiangnan."

The mute girl was stunned, looking at Li Weizheng with bright big eyes, not understanding what he meant.

"The prince is going to go to Jiangnan to inspect. He wants me to go with me, but I have no identity for the time being, so I can only set off alone. You and I go to Suzhou to visit my uncle."

Speaking of this, Li Wei was holding the mute girl's hand and smiling, "Let's go! Let's go back and clean up briefly, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."

The mute girl nodded and left the temple with Li Wei.

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Li Wei was going back to pack his luggage and not mention it. There was a big mansion in a Jiangning County, Yingtian Prefecture called Bianyi Lane. It turned out to be the private home of Tang Shengzong, the Marquis of Yan'an. After Tang Shengzong was killed in the Hu Weiyong case, the house was confiscated and auctioned by the government. After several twists and turns, it is now bought by a Shanxi tea merchant.

At noon, a short and fat man Wang appeared in front of the door of the house wearing a hat. He stepped forward and knocked on the door. The visiting port on the door opened, and then a crack was opened. Wang Fu did not enter the door flexibly, and the door closed heavily again.

"Zhao Da, is the leader here?" Wang Chef Wang asked the man who opened the door in a low voice.

"Here! Come with me."

The man named Zhao Da led Wang Fu to a door, and he knocked on the door, "Chief, Wang Delu asks for a meeting."

"Let him come in!" The voice coming from the room was quite hoarse.

Zhao Da pushed open the door and saw a middle-aged scholar wearing a Confucian robe standing in the room. The light in the room was dim and he couldn't see his eyebrows and eyes clearly. He only faintly saw a sarcoma on his nose. He glanced at Mr. Wang and asked in a cold tone: "But there is news from me in the palace?"

"Yes!" Wang Fu took off his hat, pulled out the silk silk from the crack of the hat, and handed it to the scribe, "Chief, this is this."

The middle-aged scholar took the silk and looked at it. Then he took out a roll of treasure money from a small box and handed it to the Wang Fu and said, "This is the money you reward, go!"

"Thank you, the leader." Mr. Wang took the money and hurried away.

The middle-aged scholar looked at the contents on the silk again and couldn't help but say to himself: "Go to Jiangnan to visit the business."

At this time, Zhao Da next to him asked, "Captain, do we have to follow us too?"

"No!" the middle-aged scribe shook his head gently, "We can't take action frequently. He has learned a lesson in Haotang Town, so how can he not be prepared? Maybe he has prepared his pocket for us to drill! We will kill the prince once we are careless."

"Then are we going back?" Zhao Da asked again.

"Not that." The middle-aged scholar walked a few steps behind his back. He pondered for a long time and said: "Yesterday, the prince Feige sent a letter to us to change the way, and we can no longer assassinate directly. It is best to find evidence that is not conducive to him, but how can we find evidence that is not conducive to him?"

"Chief, we can't wait passively like this, it's better for us to take the initiative!"

"Zhao Da, you have to learn to be patient."

The middle-aged scribe glanced at him, and his elongated voice taught him a lesson: "Waiting is not passive, it is a strategy. As long as we have enough patience, opportunities will always appear."

"Yes! My subordinates know their mistake."

The middle-aged scholar smiled faintly. He suddenly remembered something again and said to Zhao Da: "You go to Jiangning County Government to tell Sun Zhengzhu that the prince had greeted the Ministry of Personnel after he went to Dingyuan County, and after he went to Lan Yu's house, he would keep an eye on Lan Yu's house and Li Shanchang's house. Whenever there was any trouble, he would report it immediately."

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Chapter completed!