Chapter 209 Prince's Mansion
Chapter 209 Prince's Mansion
"Xin San is from the capital, his original name was Xin Hui. One of his ancestors was a jailer, not a high-ranking official. By the time of his generation, he was completely down and out. He and Wu Shiming grew up together, and later he started hanging around in casinos, and there was no trace of him until yesterday, when he was caught red-handed on the canal."
Chen He handed the letter to Bei Yao and continued, "The person has been detained in the Dali Temple. The person in charge is Sun Wenjie. Our people are also lurking in the Tianlao. We guarantee that not even a fly can fly out of the Dali Temple."
Bei Yao opened the letter, read it quickly, folded it up, and placed it on the candle flame. After the letter burned, he said, "Keep it under strict supervision, and do not allow anyone to visit."
"No trial?"
Bei Yao shook his head and said in a light tone: "He is just a scapegoat. Nothing can be learned from him even if we interrogate him."
Chen Shan and Chen He looked at each other and said, "Yes."
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The news that the third prince was named Prince Cheng and granted the Prince Cheng Palace spread like wildfire.
Xuyuan was the last to know.
She looked at Cheng Huan who was smiling and inviting her to the Crown Prince's Mansion, and asked again in disbelief: "Did the Queen really change her mind?"
What surprised Xu Yuan was not that Bei Yao was named King Cheng.
But Beiyao was able to cancel this marriage.
Bei Yuan obviously only cared about Song Xiujing, and never took Bei Yao's coronation as king to heart.
When the imperial edict came down, he couldn't wait to ask Cheng Huan to make a wish, and wanted to ask how to make a wish.
If it wasn't for the help of the wish, then it was God who was helping him.
Bei Yuan's attitude towards Xu Yuan had changed, and Cheng Huan did not dare to neglect it, so he replied: "The Queen has changed her mind, and the marriage between Prince Cheng and Miss Song San has been cancelled."
Making a wish was a bit dazed.
Cheng Huan hadn't noticed it, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Xu, please come with me."
"Let me change my clothes and come right back."
"Yes."
After Cheng Huan agreed, he left the yard holding the dustpan.
When passersby saw Cheng Huan waiting outside the yard, discussions about making wishes broke out.
The prince summoned Xu Yuan, and he did not dare to delay. After quickly changing his clothes, he said something to Wu Shiming and followed Cheng Huan to the prince's mansion.
After the Crown Prince married the Crown Princess, he left the palace and set up his own household.
The Prince's Mansion is on Xuanwu Street, some distance away from the courtyard where Xu Yuan lives.
The carriage stopped in front of the Prince's Mansion.
Xu Yuan stepped on a low stool to get off the carriage, looked up at the three words "Prince's Mansion", and couldn't help feeling dazed.
That is Master Shen’s handwriting.
Bei Yuan was waiting at the door. Seeing Xu Yuan staring at the words in a trance, he said, "These are the words suggested by Grand Tutor Shen. When I left the palace to set up my own government, you got drunk at the Prince's residence and wrote them down while you were half drunk and half awake. No one in the whole court could write better than these three words."
As Bei Yuan spoke, Cheng Huan also tied up the carriage.
Xu Yuan followed Bei Yuan's steps into the mansion and replied, "Master Shen's calligraphy is indeed good, vigorous and powerful, with the style of a great master."
Bei Yuan nodded with a smile: "I like it very much too."
Xu Yuan stopped talking and quietly followed Bei Yuan's steps until they reached the tea room. Bei Yuan then spoke, "Mr. Xu should have heard that the Third Prince has broken off the engagement. This went so smoothly that I was a little surprised."
Bei Yuan sat down, raised his hand to signal Xu Yuan to sit down as well, and then asked: "I want to know, how did you do it?"
After learning about Song Xiujing's identity, Bei Yuan racked his brains to think of how to get Bei Yao to cancel the engagement.
But he couldn't think of any solution.
Bei Yao's marriage was arranged by the Queen.
The reason why the Queen arranged this marriage was, firstly, to allow him to obtain the military power of the Song family, and secondly, to use this incident to force Bei Yao to leave the capital.
No matter who brought up this matter to the Queen, she would not agree because of him.
He already thought that there was no solution to this matter, but he didn't expect Beiyao to go to Fengyi Palace and bring up the matter himself.
Not only that, he also knelt in the snow for most of the day, and everyone knew about it.
It was also at that time that he went to Fengyi Palace and Jiangshan Palace successively, and easily won a wave of favor.
"I didn't do anything."
Xu Yuan looked at Bei Yuan and told the truth: "I don't know the Third Prince, and I don't have any noble friends in the capital. This is probably just a coincidence."
Bei Yuan heard this and immediately laughed: "If that's the case, then I can only say that God is helping me accomplish great things."
"That should be the case." Xu Yuan nodded.
After saying that, she looked at Bei Yuan's smiling face and asked again, "Did the prince come here today just to talk about this matter?"
"Of course not."
When Xu Yuan was mentioned, Bei Yuan also remembered something important and immediately asked, "You said before that you knew Sun Wenjie from the Dali Temple?"
"I know him." Xu Yuan nodded.
"That day you told me that there was some grudge between Sun Wenjie and Song Tiancheng, so I ordered someone to investigate. Sure enough, a few months ago, Sun Wenjie received a report about the Song family burning down a private school. Because of his uprightness, Song Tiancheng broke his leg."
Bei Yuan said this while paying attention to Xuyuan's expression.
Seeing that Xu Yuan's expression did not change, he continued, "The two of them have a grudge. Sun Wenjie is indeed the best person to deal with Song Tiancheng, but... he is only the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple now. With his official position, if he wants to shake the Song family, it is simply like an ant trying to shake a tree."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan said, "But if Lord Sun has a prince behind him, then it won't be like an ant trying to shake a tree."
Bei Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean, you already have an idea in mind?"
"I would like to make a bold guess. Perhaps the prince has already made up his mind, right?"
Make a wish and look towards Bei Yuan.
Perhaps, this is the real purpose of Bei Yuan calling her here.
Wu Shiming said it well.
The prince can't wait any longer.
He couldn't wait for the emperor to pass away and was eager to launch a coup.
Bei Yuan was the crown prince, and most people in the court were on the prince's side, so civil officials were enough.
With the addition of Wu Shiming, a businessman, the money is enough.
But to carry out a coup, civil officials and money alone are not enough.
You also need soldiers and a reason.
It is easy to find reasons, but difficult to find soldiers.
Therefore, Bei Yuan will definitely marry Song Xiujing as soon as possible, and then leave the Song family and seize the military power of the Song family.
At that time, he could launch a coup without any effort.
"I don't know whether I should say you are stupid or you are very good at judging the situation."
Bei Yuan said, waving his hand, dismissing his attendants, and said, "A big event happened in the Dali Temple yesterday. Didn't Master Xu know about it?"
Xuyuan shook his head.
She only knew that Wu Shiming did not come home last night, but Wu Shiming did not say anything, so she would not ask more questions to avoid making Wu Shiming alert.
"Yesterday, the prefect of Jingzhao was patrolling the canal and found someone selling illegal salt. He immediately arrested him and took him to the Dali Temple. Sun Wenjie happened to be in the Dali Temple, so he was in charge of the case. Selling illegal salt is a serious crime. What do you think, if Sun Wenjie solves this major case, will he be promoted?"
Bei Yuan looked at Xu Yuan with a cunning smile in his eyes.
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