Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 840 Assassination (2 more)
Yun Cai twitched the corners of her mouth, "Who else is there, naturally the one who used to be very close to the princess."

Lin Xiaoyue?
Wen Wan shuddered, lifted the fox fur cloak covering her body, got down from the couch, took a hand mirror and adjusted her appearance, then stepped out of the vertical flower door and went to the west corner door.

Sure enough, there was a carriage parked outside the door, and the roof was covered with a thin layer of snow. Wen Wan saw that the maid standing outside was the familiar Jin Zhi.

Jin Zhi hated Wen Wan very much in his heart, but he couldn't bear the dignity of the other party, so he had to bow his knees and reluctantly saluted.

Looking at her with a gentle smile, "Is your wife here?"

Jin Zhi let out a muffled "hmm".

Just as Wen Wan was about to speak again, she heard Lin Xiaoyue's angry voice from inside the carriage, "Wen Wan, you really didn't disappoint me!"

Wen Wan went out in a hurry and forgot to bring the hand stove, she put her hands into her sleeves from the cold, raised her brows slightly, "It's already here, isn't Madam Su going in for a cup of tea?"

Hearing the other party's nonchalant attitude, Lin Xiaoyue felt that she had punched the cotton, and her heart was so blocked. She lifted the curtain and glared at Wen Wan angrily, "Do you know what you are doing!"

Wen Wan raised the corners of her lips, smiling sweetly, "As you can see."

"you!"

Lin Xiaoyue's face was ugly, she gritted her teeth and cursed, "Shameless!"

Wen Wan was always indifferent, "The house has made hot tea, if you want, go in and drink a cup to warm your body before leaving, if you don't want to, then I won't send you away."

Lin Xiaoyue was so angry that her heart, liver and lungs hurt, "Take our husband and wife to Xijiang, and if you try to reconcile with Song Wei, now it is logical to get along with... Well, this is your purpose? What do you want to do? Let the world Chaos, is it true that the common people call it a 'disaster for the country'?"

Wen Wan was silent, and asked her, "Do you believe me when I say that I have difficulties?"

Lin Xiaoyue sneered, "When did you not say that you have difficulties?"

Nodding gently, "Since I've made up my mind in your heart, you probably won't believe anything I say, so let's do it, if you don't want to go in, then I'll go in by myself."

Seeing Wen Wan turn around, Lin Xiaoyue's eyes shrank, "Wen Wan!"

Wen Wan's footsteps paused slightly, and she heard her questioning tone: "I really want to know, what made you so selfish and ungrateful? Don't you think that you made peace at the mother-in-law's mourning hall? Don’t you even have the basic conscience of being a human being?”

Wen Wan didn't look back, she just smiled lightly, "It's human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, what I'm doing now is just to survive."

"In order to survive, you can even throw away your two children and the person who has been with you for nine years. In order to survive, you actually did such a shameless thing with... Do you still have the heart?"

Wen Wan chuckled softly, "How can a person who doesn't even have a conscience have a heart? I'm really sorry for disappointing Mrs. Su."

Lin Xiaoyue's chest was filled with qi and blood. After she calmed down for a while, she told Jin Zhi, "Let's go!"

Wen Wan watched Lin Xiaoyue's carriage disappear into the corner of the street, and then walked in.

……

The ones sent by Su Qingxuan were all well-known beauties in Jiuli.

After resting overnight in the posthouse, he was sent to the palace the next day.

Zhao Xi accepted them all according to the order, conferring one concubine and three nobles.

These four people are considered to be good at learning Chinese, but they can only understand some daily conversations. Zhao Xi specially arranged for the female officer and the foster nun to teach language and etiquette respectively, and they will not go to bed for the time being.

As for Empress Dong, preparations for Zhao Xi's Qianqiu Banquet are in full swing.

On this day, Zhao Xi received a gift from Ningzhou, which was packed in a colorful square box with a picture of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest embossed on the box.

I only heard that it was from Ningzhou, and Zhao Xi knew who sent it without asking. He cleaned his hands, carefully opened the lid of the box, and saw a lifelike root-carved red-crowned crane inside. The raw material was from the deep mountains and old forests of Ningzhou Every part of the old pine and cypress root and the crane body are carved extremely finely, and filled with lacquer after carving, which is very textured, which shows that a lot of thought has been spent.

This is a decoration, which can be placed on the desk to hang brushes.

And the person who gave the gift was Song Yuanbao.

There was a letter under the base of the crane. Song Yuanbao said in the letter that he had promised to send it to His Majesty, but Ningzhou couldn't catch a live red-crowned crane, so he had to dig pine and cypress roots to carve a fake one on top. Said that although this ceremony is a bit lighter, he learned it from his grandfather for a long time before carving it out, I hope His Majesty will not dislike it.

Zhao Xi held the letter in one hand, and gently stroked the crane with the other hand, as if he could imagine the scene of that person quieting down and concentrating on learning how to carve a crane.

Seeing this, Eunuch Sanbao smiled and praised: "This crane is so well carved, my servant will put it away for Your Majesty."

"No need." Zhao Xi stopped and said, "Just leave it on the desk."

Zhao Xi once gave Song Yuanbao a sea dongqing, and Song Yuanbao gave it to Ye Ling. Zhao Xi ignored Song Yuanbao for a long time, and Song Yuanbao said he would give him a crane in order to make amends. The crane was not delivered, but when he came back from Jiangnan, he was given a green-haired parrot.

The crane this time should fulfill the promise of the year.

Hearing this, Eunuch Sanbao moved the crane to the pen holder, and hung the two writing brushes that His Majesty used most on weekdays on the crane's slender neck.

Zhao Xi folded the letter, stuffed it back into the envelope, turned around and opened an empty box with a lock on the shelf, put the letter in and locked it again.

Eunuch Sanbao lowered his brows and eyes the whole time, not daring to make a sound or ask.

……

Wen Wan came to meet the saint the next day, and when she saw the crane pen holder on the desk, her eyes lit up, "This little thing is really unique, I wonder which minister gave it to Your Majesty?"

Said to reach out and touch.

"Don't touch it." Zhao Xi said two words lightly.

Wen Wan withdrew her hand in a lack of interest, and turned the topic to the business, "The Beiyan Mission is about to enter Beijing. Has His Majesty's assassination plan been deployed?"

Zhao Xi's face was calm, "Ready to go."

Wen Wan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. His Majesty's birthday is approaching, and the four parties will come to congratulate him. Now that the capital has gathered a lot of forces, it's better to be careful."

Said that he glanced at the crane again, "You won't be allowed to touch it, isn't this thing poisonous?"

Zhao Xi: "You try?"

Wen Wan hehe, "Let's forget it." Life-saving is the most important thing.

……

On the day when the Beiyan Mission entered Beijing, two carriages collided with each other on the official road inside the Ding'an Gate of the North City due to the cold and slippery conditions, injuring someone, and now they are having a dispute.

The person who went to meet the mission was Xue Shangshu, Xue Yinhuan's grandfather. He had already received the advice from above and wanted to take the mission around. I can’t handle it well, so I’m sorry for the trouble, I’ll take a detour.”

The leader was Fu Zichuan, the heir son of Northern Yanliang Prince. He sat on his horse and frowned deeply as he looked at the congested road ahead.

Knowing that the Beiyan mission entered Beijing today, Chu State allowed this kind of incident to happen in the official way, not only did not deal with it in time, but also asked the mission to change its route, right?

The imperial concubine Li Yuan pretended to be Fu Zichuan's entourage today, and secretly gave Fu Zichuan a wink when she saw this.

Only then did Fu Zichuan's tense face relax a little, "Since it's inconvenient, let's change the way!"

Xue Shangshu smiled apologetically, "This way please."

Leaving the official road and entering the lanes where ordinary people's carriages and horses passed, the road gradually narrowed, and it was inconvenient to walk in parallel, so they had to ride alone. Fu Zichuan was still in the lead, followed by Li Yuan, and the other envoys followed.

It seemed that Li Yuan was protecting Fu Zichuan, but in fact, it was Fu Zichuan, the envoys behind him, and Yan Wei who protected Li Yuan in the middle.

Even so, Fu Zichuan still had a hard time caring about Li Yuan when the feather arrows shot at him. After all, the alleyway was too narrow to use his fists.

Realizing that someone was ambushing for assassination, Fu Zichuan's face was frosty, and while flying up, he drew out the long sword at his waist, dodged left and right, and shot down the densely packed feather arrows.

Not long after, dozens of black shadows appeared, menacing, Fu Zichuan was surrounded by assassins, unable to separate himself, his face became colder and more serious, "Arrange assassination as soon as you enter Beijing, is this the way your country of Chu treats guests?"

Xue Shangshu shouted loudly from the side: "Accidents! It's all accidents! Hurry up and protect the envoys!"

The team of guards he brought rushed over to join the battle, the scene was very chaotic, the sound of clashing swords, the neighing of horses being shot by feathered arrows, and the painful cries of the guards being cut, all mixed together .

In the chaos, no one noticed that a crossbow arrow pierced through the cold wind and pierced into Li Yuan's left chest with a whistling sound.

The archers under Zhao Xi's hands had to use archers, one hit was sure to hit, and the strength was just right, only an inch away from the heart, so they wouldn't die, only seriously injured.

Fu Zichuan, who had not yet escaped from the siege of the black-clothed assassins, saw Li Yuan falling down from the arrow, his face changed drastically, and he almost blurted out "Ma'am".

Seeing that the archer had succeeded, the assassins, taking advantage of Fu Zichuan's distraction, gave each other a wink and retreated in different directions.

(End of this chapter)