si-mexico Chapter 178 Let yourself go
Chapter 178 Let yourself go
Chapter 178 Letting Go
Although Cao Yang spoke rudely, he was now the prince's lifeline.
There are many guests in the Eastern Palace, and there are also many court officials who are loyal to the prince, but it is not convenient for him to announce such a secret matter to everyone, so he can only pin his hopes on Cao Yang.
What's more, the solution was already found in Chang Jing's handwriting.
But for the prince, it was not a perfect plan, so he called Cao Yang to see if there was any way to protect himself.
"I was deceived by Chang Jing. Ultimately, I am the victim."
Cao Yang looked at the prince and said, "Every year when the farm earns interest and Lord Chang sends the banknotes, Your Highness doesn't think there's anything wrong with it?"
The prince's face flushed. "I only knew he annexed the surrounding lands and expanded the farm several times over. He also promised me that all tenants were properly resettled and the people had no complaints... How could I have imagined he would commit such a capital crime?"
As the crown prince of a country, he almost had to swear in front of his subjects to prove that the matter had nothing to do with him.
Cao Yang watched coldly for a long time before saying, "If the Crown Prince really wasn't involved in this matter, he wouldn't necessarily be implicated."
"Oh?" The prince's eyes sparkled.
"This incident has been going on for over half a month, and Marquis Weiyuan has not made any move on Lord Chang. This means that when the Imperial Manor was engaged in this conspiracy, Lord Chang did not reveal his identity to the public. However, Chunwang is in the Marquis's hands, and he will reveal the truth sooner or later... The only solution now is for Lord Chang to push a member of the Chang family to take full responsibility for this matter. Lord Chang must then assume the role of His Highness and claim that he was completely ignorant and deceived. This will only be effective. If even he was deceived, then it is only natural that the Crown Prince was ignorant."
"That's a good idea." The Crown Prince nodded, "But given my father's temperament, I'm afraid Chang Jing will still be in danger of being dismissed from office."
Cao Yang: “…”
He stared at the Crown Prince for a long time, muttering, "Your Highness! Lord Chang has committed a heinous crime. This is the best possible outcome. If he wants to get away with it, it's absolutely impossible!"
"I know..." The prince smiled, "Let's do as you say."
Seeing this, Cao Yang felt annoyed.
In this inner study room that symbolizes the prince's trust, he felt like sitting on pins and needles.
Seeing that the prince had no other instructions, he found an excuse and left in a hurry.
As soon as he left the room, a secret guard appeared from behind the screen and asked, "This man was disrespectful to the Crown Prince and has learned of this matter. Do you want to silence him?"
"He's still useful, let's keep him for now."
"Yes!" "Send someone to the southern suburbs to see if Mu Rong is really playing with that cheap county lady. If there is any unusual movement, report it immediately!" Although he felt that what Cao Yang said made sense, it would not be excessive to be extra cautious.
"I understand!" The guard responded, then asked, "Regarding the matter of the Imperial Manor, Your Highness, are you prepared to follow Lord Cao's advice? Or Lord Chang's?"
The prince smiled and took out the other half of Chang Jing's handwriting from the box.
This section consists of only a few words:
This is a serious matter. Please, Prince, make sure to find out Chunwang's whereabouts and wait for an opportunity to silence him.
In addition, the witnesses in Yujia Village will come to Beijing soon. Please ask the prince to intercept them on the way.
This is the solution brought by Chang Jing.
He was a civil servant, and even if he had some private guards, their numbers and skills could not compare to those of the Eastern Palace. That was why he asked the Crown Prince to intervene. After all, the Eastern Palace had hundreds of secret guards with great martial arts skills, so killing a few people without martial arts skills was no problem.
The prince threw the letters into the brazier and watched them burn.
Then he smiled and said, "If I want to listen to both of their opinions, what do you think?"
"Your Highness, do you intend to send a message to Lord Chang Jing, instructing him to select a suitable person from among the clansmen to take the blame, and at the same time send someone to kill the witness along the way?"
The Crown Prince nodded. "Chang Jing has done a lot for me over the years. If I just push him out, he's bound to say something. Naturally, I'll have to help him clean up the mess. But if this gets out of hand and there's really no way to resolve it, I'll have to prioritize my own safety."
"I understand. I'll send someone to Xianzhou right away!"
"I also need to ask Chang Jing if the messenger has really returned to report?"
"Yes!"
At night, a secret guard quietly sneaked out of the East Palace and left the city. ...
Xu Rongrong hadn't been active for a long time, and she was a little out of breath when she was halfway through building the snowman.
Looking at her pretty and rosy face, Mu Rong smiled slightly: "Go and rest for a while."
Tables and chairs were placed in the corridor. In order to prevent them from getting cold when no one sat on them for a long time, they were covered with soft sable fur. In contrast with the snow, they looked elegant and beautiful.
The table was already filled with cakes and pastries without me noticing. I guess they were all arranged by Mu Rong.
Luo Shu stood in the corridor, covering his mouth and laughing.
Xu Rongrong's cheeks flushed slightly. She looked at Mu Rong and said, "Who said I was tired? I haven't had enough fun yet!"
After saying that, she rolled up a snowball and threw it at Mu Rong's face.
The girl wasn't very strong, and Mu Rong was very skilled, so he could have easily dodged it. But who would have thought that he would slip and be hit in the face by the snowball, which blew him apart.
The bright white snow stuck to his face was a little funny at first, but when paired with Mu Rong's handsome face, it gave people a sense of broken beauty.
Xu Rongrong hadn't expected that she could succeed so easily. Meeting his slightly resentful gaze, she subconsciously asked, "Did it hurt?"
The first-rank military marquis who charged into battle with injuries looked at Xu Rongrong and nodded seriously under the gaze of everyone.
Everyone: "..."
Seeing this, Mu Ai, who was standing not far away, just wanted to hide his face in the snow:
Really, it’s unbearable to watch!
Xu Rongrong stood on tiptoe and brushed away the broken snow on Mu Rong's face one by one. She glared at him resentfully: "Why are you reluctant to hide?"
"As long as Rongrong gives it to me, I'm willing to accept it." His sweet words came out of his mouth. Xu Rongrong was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and wanted to withdraw her hand, but was grabbed by Mu Rong.
Seeing that the glow on his little girl's face had faded, Mu Rong knew that she was about to retreat again, so he asked with a smile, "Could it be that Rongrong doesn't want to believe me?"
Xu Rongrong looked up at him and after a while said, "Let go, everyone is watching us!"
"Oh?" Mu Rong raised an eyebrow. "Who dares to look?"
Xu Rongrong looked back and found that everyone in the yard had their backs to them.
But the more this happened, the more embarrassed she became. She blushed and said angrily, "Stop it, it's broad daylight!"
"But at night, Rongrong wouldn't let me into your boudoir."
Xu Rongrong: "..."
How could this person speak so shamelessly and naturally?
As expected, once he got to the farm, he started letting loose! Luckily, before Mu Rong could take off, Mu Lu scurried in.
As soon as he stood still, he knew he had gotten into big trouble.
It was as if countless flying knives shot out from Mu Rong's eyes, about to poke holes into him.
Xu Rongrong took the opportunity to free herself and ran to the side.
"What's the matter?" Mu Rong asked in a deep voice, his hands behind his back, the warmth of the girl's hand still lingering on his fingertips.
"Beijing... There's news from the capital..." Mu Lu, who was always eloquent, stuttered at this moment.
“That’s it??…”