AWB Chapter 207 Useless Threats
Chapter 207 Useless Threats
In fact, Wen Yitong's threat had already reached Wen Shuyao's ears.
Although Quanshuizhuang is large, its several courtyards are not far apart.
Wen Yitong's loud threat had already reached Wen Shuyao's ears.
Granny Qi glanced at Wen Shuyao and suggested, "Why don't we have someone knock her unconscious with a stick first? So she won't disturb Your Highness's peace and quiet?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Shuyao smiled gently: "Wouldn't it be too easy for her to just let her faint like this?"
Granny Qi was somewhat surprised, but she still waited respectfully for Wen Shuyao's next instructions.
"Have someone tie her hands and feet, and gag her." Wen Shuyao casually tossed out a sentence, "Just keep her alive, as for the rest... there's no need to be too lenient with her."
Wen Yitong was merely a hostage she used to threaten Madam Wen; whether the hostage was well or not had nothing to do with her ultimate goal.
Madam Wen was ruthless, but she cherished her only daughter like a precious jewel, and she would do anything for Wen Yitong.
Wen Yitong was a bait to lure Madam Wen, and she was always successful.
Therefore, Wen Yitong's life is of utmost importance.
All she needed to do was keep Wen Yitong alive.
Even if Wen Yitong were missing an arm or a leg, Madam Wen would do everything in her power to rescue her.
Wen Yitong's threats have no effect on her now.
Hearing Wen Shuyao's words, Granny Qi nodded involuntarily.
Then Granny Qi looked at Wen Shuyao and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what about this news..."
"We'll send the message to Madam Wen after the Prince returns to the capital," Wen Shuyao said with a light laugh. "That way, everything will be foolproof."
By then, Prince Xin had fallen from power, and Madam Wen had nowhere to turn for help. She had no choice but to reveal the whole truth about what happened back then for Wen Yitong's sake.
And then, she would be able to avenge her mother.
Thinking of this, Wen Shuyao slowly tightened her grip on the teacup in her hand.
……
In a mountain valley four or five hundred miles from the capital, the Prince of Yan held a letter in his hand, deep in thought.
"Who sent this?" he asked, frowning. "I don't recall having such a capable informant in the capital."
The letter contained the number of guards stationed at various city gates in the capital.
This was intelligence that the Prince of Yan had been trying to obtain in Qingzhou for many years, but despite his efforts, he still failed to get it, and the people he planted could never get into the core of the Imperial Guard.
But now, this intelligence has been delivered to him so easily, as if God had heard his inner cry.
"Is the content of this letter true?" the King of Yan asked his second question.
His subordinates, however, remained silent and unable to utter a single word in response.
Upon seeing this, the King of Yan's face turned cold.
"A bunch of useless trash!" The Prince of Yan gritted his teeth and muttered a few curses.
However, none of his subordinates responded, making the origin and authenticity of the letter shrouded in mystery.
A more cautious person advised, "Your Highness, the source of this letter is unknown. What if it was deliberately set up by the Emperor? If we fall for it, tens of thousands of our brothers might be lost."
The bolder ones were eager to try: "It might be intelligence sent by someone in the capital who wants to pledge allegiance to the prince. The information is very detailed and the distribution of these guards is quite reasonable. It's probably true."
The subordinates each had their own version of events, but the scales in the King of Yan's mind were gradually tipping in favor of the bolder side.
For the King of Yan, time was the most precious thing.
He wanted to take advantage of the weakened military strength in the capital and quickly capture it.
By then, even if Xie Jinghan were to return alive, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
—By then, he will be the rightful emperor, and if Xie Jinghan makes a move, it will be regicide and treason!
The Prince of Yan hesitated for only a moment before clapping his hands and saying, "Enough!"
The moment he opened his mouth, the arguments of his subordinates were resolved.
"Allocate troops according to the contents of this letter." The Prince of Yan's eyes were unfathomable. "Tonight, we will storm the capital!"
The Prince of Yan had been in Qingzhou for many years. Qingzhou was bitterly cold, and he had endured hardship and humiliation, all for this day!
He had a force of 30,000 men under his command, and taking advantage of the weakened defenses in the capital, he could easily capture the city in one fell swoop!
Thinking of this, the King of Yan felt his whole body filled with strength.
That dragon throne should have been his!
His eyes flickered, and finally he clenched his fist: "This battle can only be won, not lost!"
Upon hearing this, the subordinates were also filled with enthusiasm!
If they fail, their fate is self-evident.
If they succeed, they will have rendered meritorious service in supporting the emperor, and the entire family will rise to the top and become a first-class family!
Behind them is an entire family; what they did was for the family's honor!
The King of Yan was ambitious, as were his subordinates.
……
Beijing.
Looking at the crescent moon overhead, Prince Xin no longer sat in his wheelchair, acknowledging his physical disability as before.
Now, standing in the courtyard, he feels a peace of mind he has never felt before.
"Has the letter been delivered to the Prince of Yan?" he asked his subordinate.
The subordinate nodded: "It has already been delivered to the Prince of Yan. I just don't know if the Prince of Yan will take any action today according to your plan."
After all, the origin of that letter was unclear, and the King of Yan found it hard to believe.
However, Prince Xin was absolutely certain about this: "He will believe it."
“The Prince of Yan is not what he used to be,” Prince Xin said quietly. “He is no longer as vigorous as he once was; he has grown old. If he does not seize this opportunity, he will never have another chance to avenge himself.”
"The hatred for his mother and the hatred for his maternal clan can only vanish like smoke."
Upon hearing this, the subordinate's expression hardened. If things really developed as Prince Xin had planned, then tonight... was destined to be a sleepless night.
The moonlight overhead was bright and clear. Prince Xin raised his head and looked at the bright moon.
He suddenly chuckled softly: "And all my years of enduring humiliation and hardship will come to an end today..."
The Prince of Yan had tens of thousands of men under his command, and tens of thousands of imperial guards in the capital.
A fight between the two sides would only result in mutual destruction. He needed to rely on the Prince of Yan to restrain the Imperial Guards, and then he would use the secret passage to lead his troops to quietly infiltrate the palace and capture the emperor.
At that time, the blame for the treacherous ministers and rebels will fall on the Prince of Yan alone, while he will only be seen as a good person who cleansed the court of corrupt officials.
With the emperor dead, and the Prince of Yan being a traitorous minister, the throne naturally had to be inherited by him.
The thought of such a good thing made Prince Xin laugh out loud.
After tonight, he will become emperor.
His eyes flickered, then he raised his hand: "Once the Prince of Yan's men attack the city, we will set off immediately."
He already knew that secret passage inside and out; he even knew how many stones were inside.
The subordinates were also excited, as the grand undertaking they had been planning for many years was about to be realized today.