Jiang Zhongxing soon got the news in the mansion.

Although his time in the Imperial Army was not very long, he had also cultivated several loyal confidants. Naturally, someone would report to him on such a major event.

After listening to the cause and effect of the matter, Jiang Zhongxing suddenly thought of the four dead men that Jiang Youzhi asked him for a few days ago.

He was startled and thought secretly that he wouldn't.

After thinking about it, he was still worried. When Jiang Youzhi returned from Guozijian in the evening, he had someone call him over.

After Jiang Youzhi entered, Jiang Zhongxing didn't speak for a while, just stared at him.

Jiang Youzhi raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, father doesn't know me today?"

Jiang Zhongxing thought for a while, and asked directly, "What did you do for the four dead men of yours?"

"The prince was assassinated yesterday, shouldn't he—"

Jiang Youzhi nodded, "I asked them to do it."

Jiang Zhongxing was shocked, "How can you!"

"I see that you have a very good mind in what you do. That's why you didn't ask what you want the dead man to do, but you can't!"

"This is the big crime of raiding and beheading!"

Jiang Zhongxing was heartbroken, "Son, you are too courageous!"

Jiang Youzhi said unhurriedly: "I have arranged everything properly, father, don't worry, no one will think of the prince's mansion."

Jiang Zhongxing said angrily, "Am I afraid that the Duke's Mansion will be implicated by you?"

"If it is found out, your father and mother will naturally die with you."

"But you shouldn't do it!"

"The prince is the king, and we are ministers. Although the prince is not a virtuous person, you shouldn't have the idea of ​​killing the prince. Even if you let someone assassinate the prince, it's just a fake, but what if you miss it?"

Jiang Youzhi said in his heart, if you miss it, you will miss it, just change to a prince, so what does it matter?

His original order to the dead soldiers was to assassinate the prince and then lead people to those two places.

It must be assassinated, otherwise, the drama is too fake, and the prince's people will not be fooled.

Jiang Zhongxing sighed, feeling that he shouldn't be angry with his son in his palm, and softened his voice, "You are also a scholar, you will not know that you are loyal and patriotic, and you must not act recklessly in the future."

Jiang Youzhi suddenly chuckled, "Father, I was born in Dachu and grew up in Dachu. I naturally hope that this land is rich and peaceful."

"Although I grew up in the countryside, I was also fortunate to meet an excellent teacher. The teacher once said a word, and learned the arts of literature and martial arts and the family of the emperor."

"It's like buying and selling, it's all about getting what you need."

Jiang Zhongxing stayed for a while, and understood what his son meant. Patriotism is love. After all, living in this land and being loyal to the king is hard to say.

He didn't know how to refute his son for a while.

Jiang Youzhi said slowly: "If the father has no other instructions, the son will retire first."

Jiang Zhongxing was speechless.

Jiang Youzhi bowed and walked out.

Jiang Zhongxing sat down slumped. He thought that his son grew up well even in the countryside. Who knew that his son's thoughts would be so deviant.

He really didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Jiang Youzhi went to Gu Yunjiao's yard unhurriedly. Gu Yunjiao's maid was about to go to the kitchen to pick up the food box, and Jiang Youzhi sent the servant to go with him.

He sat down with a smile and whispered to Gu Yunjiao: "The matter has been done, in two days, when there are some rumors outside, I will accompany you to the workshop."

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