After a moment of silence in the room, Zhang Shuo bent down and slowly picked up the broken porcelain of the tea cup on the ground. His movements are very slow, with some nobility from the poetry and books of his childhood. Looking at his movements, the regent Li Zhang's anger couldn't help but dissipate a little, and said lightly: "There are people, what are you packing?" ”

Zhang Shuo smiled and put the broken porcelain in his hand into the small bamboo drawer, then straightened up and said, "The prince is angry, is it because Lord Shangshu is reckless, or because of Miss Su." ”

Li Zhang's expression was slightly stunned, and then his shoulders collapsed, and he said in a deep voice: "It's this king who can't hold his breath." ”

Zhang Shuo nodded: "The prince has endured it for nearly thirty years, and now he is only one step away from success, so don't mess up." The Queen Mother asked the prince to marry Miss Su, but it was just to win over Lord Shangshu. But Lord Shangshu has long secretly expressed his willingness to assist the prince, and now he does not hesitate to assassinate the prince. It can be seen that even God is on the side of the prince. ”

The expression on Li Zhang's face relaxed, and he smiled bitterly: "I'm just afraid that I'll be tired and hurt Qiang'er." ”

Zhang Shuo had a little pity on his face, and said sincerely: "Presumably, Lord Shangshu will not sacrifice his concubine in vain, and must have thought of a perfect strategy." If he succeeds in the future, the prince can think of trying to protect Miss Su's life. ”

If he succeeds one day, it means that Su Qiang succeeded in assassinating the prince.

His Majesty the Emperor today has three sons, in addition to him and Li Cong, there is also Li Yue, who is less than ten years old. If the crown prince dies, the throne will undoubtedly be his. But the crown prince died of murder, and it was not the right way after all.

And sooner or later the prince will die of illness. Dying of a serious illness is a clean death. He writes history books every day, and even if the death of the prince is suspected, he can't find the slightest mistake in him.

"Tell Su Yiming that when Miss Su returns home tomorrow, she must cancel the assassination plan, and she just needs to be her own crown princess." Li Zhang's expression was gloomy, and he said, "Just say what I said." ”

At this moment, Zhang Shuo seemed to see him giving orders on the battlefield.

Ten thousand will listen to the order, and the violator will be beheaded.

He couldn't help but bow his head, bowed down and said, "My subordinates will go to Su Mansion for a trip." ”

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It was already late at night, and the crown prince Li Cong did not return to the dormitory.

The messenger said that the prince would stay in the Yuexiang Hall tonight and would not come back.

Although Na Hao was respectful on his face and his body was bent in a proper manner, he was still ridiculed by Su Qiang when he looked up.

On the second night of the wedding, the husband stayed elsewhere to eat and drink, which sounded like he had lost interest in the bride. Most of the people in this East Palace are slippery heads who see the wind and make the rudder. Seeing her being left out in the cold, I can't tell what I'm thinking.

But these are not what Su Qiang cares about.

I am afraid that there is only one person who can indulge in singing, dancing and drinking music even if he has an incurable disease. Although these things will not be labeled as fornication by the official, there are many people who die because they can't get up in one breath because they are drunk and inexplicable.

The horn comb in her hand slashed through the small drawer in the corner of the case, and Su Qiang's clear eyes suddenly became a little excited: "Xiaohe," she looked at the maid behind her who was removing the hairpin ring for herself through the bronze mirror and said, "Comb it again for me." ”

The nights in February are a little cold. Su Qiang deliberately wore a darker color of the usual clothes, followed the path silently recorded during the day, turned left and right, avoided the corridor pavilion where the palace maids and chamberlains were doing things or resting, and after a while, they arrived outside the Yuexiang Palace.

Because His Majesty is still sick, there is no singing and dancing to cheer up today, but the strong smell of wine can be smelled from afar.

Su Qiang was not in a hurry to go in. She lowered her head and wrapped a layer of soft cotton cloth around the Qitou brocade, and then carefully hid in the flowers against the verandah, and quietly hid her figure outside an open window.

Li Cong sat in front of the low couch in the hall, and piled some wine cups in front of him. He seemed to be drinking to the fullest, and his face, which was a little pale due to illness, was a little flushed.

There was no palace maid by his side, only Qu Fang, the chief steward of the East Palace, poured wine and waited. In front of him stood a handsome young man dressed in black, who was bowing his head and talking to Li Cong.

Su Qiang put her ear to the window lattice, barely hearing the sound inside.

"It's been sent back. The subordinates estimated that they would report the funeral tomorrow. Fortunately, the weather has been cold recently, and I have been coming from the south for more than ten days, and there is no smell. ”

Li Cong faced Su Qiang sideways, she couldn't see his expression, she could only see that the cup in his hand kept stopping, continuing to drink, and his face was even more ruddy.

But she knew that her expression must not be good.

Those who come from the south will report the funeral tomorrow, and they will report it to someone the prince knows, and she knows who it is.

"What did Grandpa Guo say?" Li Cong's voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

The man in black pondered for a long time before bending down and saying, "Grandpa Guo is already old." ”

The tone is as indifferent as water, and the waves are not alarmed.

"Huh." Li Cong actually sneered.

Su Qiang's hand held a flower branch, trying her best to endure the anger in her heart.

Grandpa Guo is indeed old.

Cui Xu, the auxiliary prince, is sixty years old, and his ancestors are the founding heroes. The five generations of the Guogong Mansion are all great and good generals, and the title is hereditary but never greedy for merit. Every generation of sons-in-law went to the battlefield to train at the age of 14, and was only allowed to return to Beijing to marry in their thirties. In Cui Xu's generation, he didn't marry a wife until he was thirty-nine years old. A year later, a daughter was born, and it took another ten years to have a son.

Now that he is old, his only daughter is dead.

Before that, his younger brother Cui Su died on the battlefield at the age of thirty.

His wife, Jiang, died of a sudden illness after giving birth to a child at the age of 29.

Over the years, he has taught his daughter the art of war and strategy, taught her the art of swordsmanship, and hoped that her daughter could support the Guogong Mansion for himself. But her daughter also died.

And he is too old to pose any threat to the wicked.

In recent years, the emperor has been afraid that the good generals in the court are all old subordinates of the grandfather of the country, and he has been cutting off the wings of the grandfather step by step. The generals who were good with Cui Xu were either sent to the frontier to garrison, or they were thrown away at the forefront of the most tragic war, and they lost their lives if they didn't do well. If you are lucky, you will go down a few levels to inspect the provinces, and your salary is so small that you can barely support your wife and daughter. The expenditure of the Guogong Mansion has been reduced and swallowed up little by little, and even the ancestral land, the court will find a reason to confiscate it.

And Cui Xu never participated in the party struggle, and under the emperor's stubbornness, no one dared to say a good word for him in the court.

The Guogong Mansion is already embattled, even so, won't the emperor let him go?

Su Qiang couldn't wait to rush in and kill Li Cong with one sword, so that the emperor could also taste the pain of goodbye.

There seemed to be silence in the room, and she heard the man in black continue: "Grandpa Guo also has a son. ”

With a "snap", the flower branch in Su Qiang's hand was broken. Almost at the same time, the man in black, who was standing in order, hurriedly swept to the window, and almost reached out and grabbed Su Qiang.

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