Chapter 618: big secret
Chapter 618 The Big Secret
"In this case, I should try to persuade His Highness to let His Highness release the prefect immediately?"
Chu Nanzhi looked at Xing Huan deeply with an ambiguous tone.
"Xiaguan is not afraid of death, but the poor princess has to face so many aristocratic families alone in the future. Xiaguan really can't bear it."
Seeing that Chu Nanzhi didn't refute him, Xing Huan began to speak more and more vigorously: "Your Majesty knows that the princess is busy all day long, but she has to take care of His Highness, the little princess, and the little princess. It's really hard work, so I chose carefully. It is a great injustice that a lady who is proficient in medical skills came to help the princess, but she was misunderstood in this way."
Carefully sized her up, Xing Huan then said, "After much deliberation, I finally came up with some clues. The reason why Your Highness treats me like this is probably because I am worried that the princess will have her own confidant power. Princess Yuanxi is going to marry into the palace soon, His Highness is definitely not willing to let the power of a subordinate official who is loyal to the princess be used by the princess, making the princess dominant."
"Well, your analysis makes sense."
Seeing his serious nonsense, Chu Nanzhi started to stir up the relationship between herself and the little boy, and pretended to agree: "His Highness often suffers from leg problems, even though I let this palace take care of the whole palace for him, and even He can intervene in the affairs of the state capital, but he is the king after all, how could he be willing to let this palace monopolize the power."
"Yes, Wangfei, because of this, Wangfei can't let His Highness cut off us loyal people."
Xing Huan heard her tone seemed to be moved by his own words, and he didn't dare to be negligent, and continued to speak vigorously: "The official knows that the power of the princess's mother's family is weak, and when Princess Yuanxi enters the mansion, she will definitely threaten the princess. This is why I thought of dedicating Lian Yi to Wang Hao, this girl is extremely intelligent and will definitely help Wang Hao."
Paused, a sinister smile gradually appeared on his sly face: "If there is another official planning for the princess, the future of the Pingning Palace will not be decided by the princess alone."
"You have a good idea."
Chu Nanzhi greeted her with a smile.
This guy is really good at talking nonsense.
He sent Lian Yi and other seductive women here, clearly to charm the little boy, but he even said that they were here to help him.
Seeing Xing Huan's confident attitude, she always felt that this guy had some power behind his back, otherwise she wouldn't dare to invite herself here rashly.
Not in a hurry to break up with him, Chu Nanzhi's face sank, and she sighed sadly: "I don't want to have some power of my own, and the prefect also knows that my mother's family is a down-and-out merchant family. How powerful is it to compete with Princess Yuanxi and the Tang family behind her."
"With the officials here, the princess doesn't have to worry."
Xing Huan's expression became more serious immediately, and he vowed: "As long as the subordinate is alive, no one will be allowed to dare to disrespect the princess."
His eyes paused for a moment, and he suddenly looked at Chu Nanzhi quietly, thinking that he should give her some sweetness first, so as to get rid of the crime, and then said: "I heard that the princess loves horses, and I am an official in Tianhe County, Funing County. There is a secret private property, where 3,000 war horses are kept in captivity, if the princess likes it, the official is willing to dedicate it to the princess."
"Three thousand horses?"
Hearing this number, Chu Nanzhi was immediately shocked.
I have exhausted my savings, and I can only buy more than a thousand horses after scraping together more than one hundred thousand taels of silver. I never thought that this guy is just a county guard who has raised so many war horses.
How much money will be spent on the racecourse this year.
"What is Taishou Xing doing raising so many war horses?"
Chu Nanzhi pretended not to care and asked.
"Xiaguan. Xiaguan"
Xing Huan faltered for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed, and he turned cautiously and said: "Princess, can you believe in the sincerity and sincerity of the official towards the concubine?"
"Nature is trustworthy."
Chu Nanzhi replied with a slight smile: "Even now, this palace can't absolve the prefect. After all, the little lady Lianyi entered His Highness's room alone. Whether the assassination is true or not depends on what he said. His Highness refuses to forgive lightly, and there is nothing this Palace can do."
"This"
Hearing this, Xing Huan couldn't help frowning.
What she said did not seem to be deceiving herself.
Ke Pingning, why did he frame himself so well?
Xing Huan has not figured it out until now.
This time, in order to please King Pingning, he presented all the best rare treasures in the county mansion, and even gave him his most beloved woman. He had no reason to be so ungrateful and let himself fall It was so miserable.
"Princess, concubine, it is not a pity for me to die, but the only thing I am worried about is you, wangfei. I am worried that the wangfei will be persecuted by Princess Yuanxi in the future."
At this time, Xing Huan could only desperately grab this life-saving straw, and begged bitterly: "If the princess can ask His Highness's forgiveness for the lower official, the lower official must be a grass-roots ring, vowing to follow the princess to the death, and will not hesitate to do so."
Chu Nanzhi listened to his earnest talk for a long time, except for the 3,000 war horses in Tianhe County, the rest were just flattery, and did not get any other useful information.
She has always been reluctant to take this man's rhetoric to heart, and she lost her patience for a while. She looked at him coldly, and said with a cold smile:
"So Taishou Xing specially sent someone to call Bengong here to express his heartfelt wishes and want Bengong to avenge your grievances?"
"No, not only that, the official invited the princess to come because there is something important to discuss with the princess."
Xing Huan could see the impatience on her face, and hurriedly went straight to the topic anxiously: "The situation in Jingling City is chaotic at the moment, doesn't the princess think about the future for her Highness?"
Naturally, Chu Nanzhi would not mention this kind of thing to him, and replied perfunctorily: "Your Majesty has entrusted His Highness with a heavy responsibility, and we, husband and wife, will naturally do our best to protect the southern border for Your Majesty, preventing foreign invaders from invading."
"The fate of the Pingning State is afraid that it will repeat the mistakes of two hundred years ago."
Xing Huan frowned and sighed bitterly: "Whether King Qinghe or King Beibin ascends the throne in the future, will these two princes let the princess and His Royal Highness support themselves in Pingning Prefecture?"
"I'm afraid not."
Chu Nanzhi secretly rolled her eyes: I still need you to teach me such a simple truth?
"Your Majesty has a plan to help His Royal Highness and Princess enter Jingling City smoothly."
Xing Huan carefully looked around, lowered his voice and asked Chu Nanzhi: "Princess, do you know that the current situation in Jingling City is so chaotic, but your majesty is still unwilling to appoint a successor?"
"This is His Majesty's business. I am a woman in this palace, so naturally I don't know about it."
In the dim light of the fire, Chu Nanzhi's watery bright eyes blinked slyly, her face was calm and terrifying, never showing any flaws.
"This is a big secret."
Xing Huan showed a sinister smile: "That's because the posthumous son of Prince Ting'an is still alive."
Hearing this, Chu Nanzhi couldn't help being stunned, and immediately turned into a nonchalant smile and said: "Prefect Xing really knows how to joke, Prince Ting'an's posthumous son had already died in the palace change that year , where did the posthumous child come from?"
(end of this chapter)