Jian Xun spent dozens of seconds to separate the two images of "Xiu Yun" and "Prince" in his mind that were about to merge into one.
He raised his head, freed himself from the prince's grasp, and took a step back.
"Your Highness, stop joking."
Ning Xiuyun looked at his still red ears and wanted to say that he was not joking. He really seemed to know that in Jian Xun's heart, who was "Mr. Yun" more important? The prince is more important.
This comparison is actually meaningless, but Ning Xiuyun failed to restrain himself.
Ning Xiuyun himself didn't realize it. He simply wanted to see Jian Xun caring about him, just like a traveler who has lost his sense of security and always hopes to find an anchor point that belongs to him in the empty future.
But the tips of Jian Xun's ears, which were so red that they were almost bleeding, made Ning Xiuyun's heart soften and gave up the idea of continuing to tease her.
Ning Xiuyun put down his hand with some regret.
Jian Xun breathed a sigh of relief. Now he didn't know how to face the prince.
If he hadn't been suddenly shocked by the truth in Zui Feng Tower, maybe he would have asked the prince what happened when he came back tonight.
Now, he has no such plan.
Ning Xiuyun returned to the stone table and sat down, playing with a chess piece in his hand, "What do you think should be done with Zuifeng Tower?"
The heat on Jian Xun's face gradually subsided. He thought for a while and replied: "It would be better if there was no place like this where you can gain huge wealth at the expense of some people."
Ning Xiuyun glanced at him and said, "I think so too. Liang Fan was so bold that he took advantage of Jiangcheng and the capital to cross half of Daqi. He has done no less than anything he did, both overt and treacherous. Just because of this orphan's blood relationship, Liang Fan's death would not be a pity."
Let's not talk about the biological relationship between Mr. Yun and the current prince. Let's just say that Mr. Yun bumped into the prince's son. The small characters were used as a nickname. Liang Fan, an insider, didn't react at all. It was obvious that this bitch had been away from the imperial power for too long. Apart from the money sent to him every year, he probably no longer knew how to write the word "awe".
Jian Xun thought that Liang Fan was working under Emperor Jiaxing. The future prince in front of him was still a fledgling and the biological son of Emperor Jiaxing. If the prince wanted to get rid of Zuifenglou, it would not only be a matter of killing a eunuch, but also a matter of killing an eunuch. When Tai Sui starts to stir up trouble, the result is difficult to predict.
As long as Xiuyun and Zuifeng Tower can be completely cut off, Jian Xun doesn't care whether Zuifeng Tower survives.
He rarely analyzed the situation in detail and advised: "If His Highness touches Zui Feng Tower, it may cause dissatisfaction from this emperor." It is estimated that it is not just dissatisfaction,
Zui Feng Tower is equivalent to a private purse of Emperor Jiaxing, those The huge amount of money that did not go into the public tax account probably went into the Jiaxing Emperor's own private treasury.
Destroying a person's wealth is like killing one's parents. If the prince really bulldozes the Zui Feng Tower, it is possible that Emperor Jiaxing will depose the prince in a fit of rage.
"Gu even dares to issue that kind of edict. Do you still think Gu will care about this?" Ning Xiuyun raised his hand and dropped a chess piece, and said boredly: "Don't worry, I have not forgotten what I promised you. I will work with Guan Mao later. Tell the truth about this matter. After all, he is also a blood relative of Gu. How can he leave his name on Zuifenglou's files? No matter what the emperor says, Zuifenglou can't keep it."
Ning Xiuyun guessed that Emperor Jiaxing's attitude towards the original body He would not be willing to depose the crown prince, nor would he want any problems to arise with the future prince, his noble legitimate son.
Emperor Jiaxing probably didn't know what little tricks Liang Fan had done in Jiangcheng. He gave a nobleman the same fancy name as the prince, which was detrimental to the prince's reputation no matter how you looked at it.
Calculating the time, it was a year ago that the original title was chosen. At that time, Mr. Yun had long been famous in Jiangcheng and became the number one in Zui Feng Tower. If we really count, it was not Mr. Yun who chose the small name of Prince, but the prince. It was when the original person was picking up characters that he happened to bump into Mr. Yun.
Perhaps the blood connection hidden in the depths is this wonderful thing. Even though we are separated by half a country and have not seen each other for twenty years, we seem to have a tacit understanding. When choosing names, they all used the word "cloud" by mistake. Character.
Liang Fan concealed Mr. Yun's identity from Emperor Jiaxing as a handle.
But it's a pity that this man is not that smart after all. Under Ning Xiuyun's secret operation, Liang Fan thought that Mr. Yun was dead.
It's a good thing. Once the records of Zuifeng Tower are burned up, the three words "Zui Feng Tower" will no longer be bound by anyone.
Jian Xun also thinks this is good. Xiu Yun once expressed his frustration in being trapped in Zui Feng Tower in front of him, and all the memories related to it may not be good. He doesn't want Xiu Yun to be troubled by this matter in the future.
Although, Jian Xun doesn't know whether those performances are true or false now.
He glanced at the prince secretly, and said with a cupped hand: "Thank you for your help, Your Highness."
Ning Xiuyun squinted his eyes suspiciously, vaguely feeling that something was wrong with Jian Xun's gaze, but he couldn't tell what was strange about it. He only felt that there was something strange about it. The meaning of condemnation.
Ning Xiuyun felt guilty. He returned his attention to the chessboard and ordered: "There is a task for you to handle. Catch Liang Fan. I want to hear with my own ears how this sudden change happened on the first floor of Daqi. It shot up from the ground."
"Yes." Jian Xun responded, holding the knife and hurried out of the Prince's Mansion.
Ning Xiuyun was the only one left in the empty courtyard. Recalling Jian Xun's troubled expression just now, he couldn't help but chuckle.
It seems that in Jian Xun's mind, the prince and the Daqi royal family are completely different concepts. Just now, Jian Xun was even worried that after the prince punished Zuifenglou, Emperor Jiaxing would catch him in the wrong place and use this as an opportunity to abolish the prince. Prince.
Ning Xiuyun held up his chin, looked at the unpredictable chess game in front of him, and murmured softly: "Wouldn't it be better to abolish it?"
These words seemed to dissipate in the long night along with the breeze, and no one except Ning Xiuyun can be heard.
The next moment, Ning Xiuyun heard footsteps coming from behind. It was a little bit hollow and different from the usual solid and steady footsteps of martial arts practitioners.
Not Shen Qi.
Ning Xiuyun turned his head in confusion and saw Pei Yan slowly walking towards him.
Pei Yan was wearing a lake blue gown and holding a folding fan. He looked very elegant. However, if you look closely, you can see that his clothes were messy and his feet were almost floating.
Pei Yan's eyes were all black and blue, and there was a rare smile on his face. From time to time, he tapped his forehead with a folding fan, as if to wake himself up in this way.
A few days ago, Pei Yan was sent by the prince to supervise the great purge of Jiangcheng. Since the imperial army was handed over to him by Emperor Jiaxing when he left the capital, he would only strictly carry out his orders. He could selectively follow the prince's words and have a high degree of freedom. .
In order to make the Royal Guards act according to the prince's wishes, and to gain the Crown Prince's trust, Pei Yan took the initiative to ask Ying to coordinate the actions of the Royal Guards at the forefront.
He and Shen San, one in the dark and the other in the open, double-checked to ensure that nothing would go wrong in the settlement of the Jiangcheng family's dignitaries.
He was really tired, but not to the point where he couldn't bear it. Pei Yan's pretense was also his usual disguise.
"Your Highness, you are so cruel. This is the darkest day since I entered the officialdom." Pei Yan complained in a breathy voice and walked to sit opposite Ning Xiuyun.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
However, Ning Xiuyun's eyes darkened.
Did this person hear him muttering just now?