Song Jinghe was so angry that he had a pain in his chest, so he stopped coldly and said to Song Zhancheng: "Your maid Buyun, don't you want her life?" ”

Song Zhancheng's expression was stunned, and he turned to look at him, "You threaten me with her?" His Royal Highness the Prince, threaten me with a maid, what are you threatening me to do? His Royal Highness the Prince, I have no power in my hands, I have just returned from the border, the military power has been handed over, and I don't have time to ask about the affairs of the government, why do you threaten me like this? ”

"You ......," Song Jinghe choked up.

"Or did you anticipate that you were incapacitated, and now you can only maintain your prince's demeanor by using such indiscriminate means? Song Jinghe, I'm afraid you're not too naïve, how could my people fall into your hands and let you handle them? ”

Song Jinghe actually didn't know what happened to Bu Yun, in his eyes, Bu Yun was just a little-known maid, he didn't need to worry about what happened, but now, could it be that people have been saved by Song Zhancheng?

He secretly wrote down this and said stiffly: "Song Zhancheng, remember what you said today, one day, you will regret it." ”

Song Zhancheng lowered his eyes and smiled, and said indifferently: "Then I'll have to wait and see." ”

After that, he no longer cares about what Song Jinghe should be like behind him, he has already said too much superfluous nonsense, Song Jinghe is now pressed by him, and he is bound to fight back, he must prepare in advance.

Song Jinghe returned to the prince's mansion, recruited his confidant Mu Yin, and asked, "Why didn't the person who was sent to hunt down Buyun have any news?" ”

Mu Yin was in charge of the secret guard of the Prince's Mansion, and he knew everything about Song Jinghe's affairs in the dark, and when he asked, he said without thinking: "None of the people sent out at the beginning came back, but Buyun let her escape. ”

"What?" Song Jinghe slapped the table, "I sent so many people, but none of them came back, does she Buyun have the ability to reach the sky?" And let people escape, what the hell did you do? ”

"Your Royal Highness is angry, the guards and shadow guards left by Prince Jin around Bu Yun, our people chased and killed them with all their might, or let Bu Yun escape, this matter was told to you by my subordinates before, and then I asked people to go again, but I still couldn't find Bu Yun's whereabouts. Your Royal Highness, if our people can't find it, Prince Jin's people may not be able to find it, and among the people who followed Prince Jin back this time, there is no figure of Bu Yun, I suspect ......"

Song Jinghe thought for a moment, "Suspect that Buyun is dead?" ”

"Yes, the person who was sent to hunt down Buyun was Makuroku, he was good at using poison, maybe ......"

Song Jinghe was relieved by these words, but he couldn't be completely sure of Buyun's life and death, which made him feel embarrassed.

Without Bu Yun, he almost doesn't have any handle from Song Zhancheng in his hands, which is really not his style.

"Keep an eye on Song Zhancheng, I want to know his every move."

"The subordinates understand that since Prince Jin entered Beijing, our people have already acted."

"Okay," Song Jinghe nodded thoughtfully, and in the end, he couldn't think of anything else, so he could only wave his hand and say, "Go down." ”

It is common to monitor at any time like this on both sides, and Song Jinghe naturally has Song Zhancheng's manpower by his side, but it depends on who is more careful and can keep the secret and not leak it.

Song Zhancheng was in the limelight for a while, even if he didn't have any position except the title of Prince Jin after handing over the military power, he still watched the direction of the wind in Beijing.

On the day he came back, Song Zhancheng did not see the guests, but the palace was not idle, and the gifts from the mansions of various nobles could bury most of the palace warehouse, and the little girl who sang at the door was hoarse at the end of the day.

Song Zhancheng looked at the long list of gifts that could barely be seen, and could only smile helplessly, "I just came back, I have to be busy, these are estimated to be nothing, when I go to the morning court tomorrow, and when I haven't come back yet, it is estimated that someone has arrived before me." ”

The palace housekeeper wiped his sweat and said: "The palace has been cold and deserted these days, as soon as you come back, this is the case, I am afraid that the tree will make a big move, and it is inevitable that people will be affected." ”

"I naturally know this," Song Zhancheng bowed slightly, "So I have to work hard for you to wait, whoever gave what gifts, pick the same gift from the treasury and send it back, and tomorrow will no longer accept gifts from the outside world, so as not to be manipulated." ”

"The old slave obeys the order, but the prince is the prince, and the slave doesn't know whether to ask or not."

Song Zhancheng raised his eyes to him and asked, "What do you want to talk about Buyun?" ”

"Yes."

"Bu Yun's life and death are unknown now, if an outsider asks, he will reply like this," Song Zhancheng paused slightly, staring at the silence of the candle falling into the room, he picked up a brush on the desk unhurriedly, and the movements in his hand were so fast that people couldn't see clearly, and before the housekeeper could react, the next moment the brush had already flown out of the window.

Then I heard an extremely faint "uh", and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Song Zhancheng retracted his hand carelessly, lowered his eyes and said, "Also, if I don't come back for a long time, it should be cleared up and down the house." ”

"The old slave understands."

The housekeeper really wanted to wipe his sweat again, not because Song Zhancheng was ruthless, but because there were spies in the palace but he didn't find out at the first time, so he would inevitably be blamed by the prince.

However, Song Zhancheng didn't blame him, only mentioned it slightly, and then said: "That's it, you go down, I still want to be quiet and quiet these days, you declare to me that you will not see any guests in these days." ”

"The old slave knows, so let's do it."

Song Zhancheng nodded, and didn't say more, the housekeeper was the person he brought out of the palace, and he was the most trusted person around him, his loyalty did not need to be doubted, and his ability to manage people should not be underestimated, Song Zhancheng was relieved of him.

As for the ears outside the window, Song Zhancheng was not surprised, with Song Jinghe's temperament, he would send someone sooner or later, the housekeeper was busy for a day, and it was inevitable that he would be overlooked, with this reminder, it would be difficult for Song Jinghe's people to come in next time.

The housekeeper outside the window found a few people to dispose of the corpse, and when he saw the brush poking the man's throat, the housekeeper was shocked, the prince's technique was really wonderful.

The next morning, Song Zhancheng changed his clothes, waited outside the palace gate early, and met a few officials who came up to talk, Song Zhancheng replied one by one with a good temper, and when he turned around, he saw Song Jinghe standing alone from a distance, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and then he withdrew his gaze.

The people of the royal family are taboo to collude with officials, so even if there are many officials in the court and China who belong to the prince's party, they dare not talk to Song Jinghyuk openly, but Song Zhancheng is just the opposite and wants to behave naturally in front of the emperor.

He is now a hero, if he is as careful as Song Jinghe, he will inevitably look cringe, and if the scale is well grasped, he will not appear radical, which also depends on how Song Zhancheng does it.

Knowing that there was an eyeliner left by the emperor nearby, Song Zhancheng chatted briefly with a few officials, and the topic was brought to the capital by Song Zhancheng, without a trace of sensitive topics, and finally, the palace door opened.