Chapter 491: To what extent?
Pei Huan frowned slightly: "It's not suitable to talk here, come back to Beizhuang with me." β
Several Tatars exchanged glances, but finally nodded in agreement.
Back in Beizhuang, they told them about the situation.
Song Shuwan only then knew that the little princess returned to the capital a few days ago, but she didn't dare to reveal her identity, so she secretly contacted some familiar nobles to inquire about the news in Beijing, and last night a group of people suddenly broke into the place where they lived, kidnapped the little princess, and put down the note, saying that they would kill the little princess.
As soon as this incident came out, they searched in the city, and after a long time without results, they set their sights on Pei Huan.
"I heard that Pei Shizi had some entanglements with the little princess in the past, but he was not safe, and he was an acquaintance, so please ask Pei Shizi to take action and rescue the little princess."
Song Shuwan frowned slightly, what do these people mean? Why do you want to point out that Pei Huan has been entangled with the little princess?
She thought about it, and suddenly noticed that the eyes from the side were watching her, and subconsciously turned her head to look, but saw Pei Huan turning his head and picking up the tea cup in his hand.
Just now, he was looking at himself, right?
Song Shuwan tightened her fingers, then lowered her eyes, and finally didn't ask.
In the silence, the Tatars opened their mouths and urged: "Pei Shizi, you give me a word, that's your little princess of Da Zhou, you can't ...... it."
Pei Huan glanced over, and the man was instantly silent.
Under the silent sense of oppression, several Tatars showed a little uneasiness on their faces, how could this Pei Shizi ...... Don't care about the safety of the little princess at all?
After a while, Pei Huan spoke: "She is the little princess of Da Zhou, if she has an accident, I naturally want to save her, but I also want to know, why are you so nervous about that little princess for no reason?" As far as I know, she's not just you Tatars hiding around her, right? β
After a deathly silence, the Tatar stiffened his head and said, "Little princess, she is the one who the great princess opens her mouth to protect." β
Pei Huan nodded: "I understand, I will send someone to investigate this matter, you wait for a few days, just live here." β
Several Tatars looked embarrassed.
"Pei Shizi invited, we are very happy, but this is not a village, we will ......"
Without waiting for anyone to finish speaking, Dark San came in and put one hand directly on the shoulder of one of the Tatars.
"My family asked you to stay, and you stayed, where did you get so much nonsense? Let's go, the yard has been cleaned up, and it will definitely make your stay comfortable. β
A couple of Tatars stubbornly left.
In the silence, Pei Huan spoke: "Do you have any doubts in your heart? β
Song Shuwan, who had been speechless, tilted her head and said lightly: "What doubts do I have in my heart?" β
The two looked at each other, and after a short pause, Pei Huan sighed: "The little princess is from Da Zhou, I will definitely save it." β
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "I won't confiscate it either, and I won't let the prince save it." β
Speaking of this, she got up and was about to go back to the room, but was stopped by Pei Huan.
"Qinglian will come back in a few days, do you want her to stay by her side?"
Qinglian?
Song Shuwan turned her head and nodded after a few hesitations: "She is willing to stay, I will naturally accept it." β
After the two finished speaking, Song Shuwan left.
The next day, several Tatars were pushed into the front yard and pressed to their knees.
Song Shuwan heard the movement and immediately rushed to the front yard with Baicao, and saw that Dark San was holding a knife and was going back and forth around several Tatars.
He didn't speak, but Song Shuwan saw the murderous aura in his eyes.
"Dark Three."
Song Shuwan called out, saw the dark three come over to salute, lowered her voice and asked, "What are you doing here?" β
Dark San said softly: "It was arranged by the prince, and the prince said that there was a problem with the identity of these people, so let his subordinates intimidate him to see if he could ask something." β
Song Shuwan squinted, it turned out to be like this.
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"In the current capital, no one should pretend to be a Tatar, right?"
Dark San shook his head: "What the princess said is not right, it is precisely because everyone thinks so that a group of people will have ideas." β
As soon as these words came out, Song Shuwan looked at the kneeling people, and asked after a long time, "So, whose people will they be?" β
"I don't know, but there are only a few forces that can pretend to be Tatars."
Dark San said firmly, Song Shuwan looked at him sideways for a moment, her brows furrowed slightly, how many forces? With the emperor's current posture of frantically killing officials, the forces hidden in the shadows must be lurking, right?
"Ahem, princess, it doesn't have to be our Da Zhou."
Song Shuwan suddenly said: "Beidi? β
The four looked at each other, and the dark three coughed twice: "This is what the princess guessed, and it has nothing to do with her subordinates." β
Song Shuwan was silent, and sighed for a while: "I know, let these people kneel, but don't do too much." β
"Don't worry, princess, your subordinates are measured."
Dark San's mouth should be very neat, but in the afternoon, Song Shuwan heard that he took people to torture, looking at Baicao, she didn't say anything for a long time, this is what Dark San said, proportion?
Baicao lowered his eyes: "The slave maid heard that the prince is back, if the princess has any doubts, she can go to the prince and ask." β
Song Shuwan shook her head, and before she could say anything, Pei Huan came in from outside.
He smiled and asked, "What are you talking about?" β
Song Shuwan casually perfunctory and asked Baicao to serve tea.
In the next moment, Pei Huan mentioned Beidi.
"On the Tatar side, the eldest princess is about to officially ascend the throne."
Song Shuwan's heart was shocked, the eldest princess officially ascended the throne, that is, the empress of the Eight Classics.
"On the Tatar side, there will be no change, right?"
Pei Huan's eyes were dark: "As long as Tatar and Da Zhou marry, there will be no change in the eldest princess's accession to the throne." β
Song Shuwan thought of the emperor he mentioned earlier, and later mentioned the princess of Tatar, and her heart was clear.
"The marriage between Tatar and Da Zhou is bound to come true, but those ministers in the court, I'm afraid they won't let the emperor get his wish."
"Those ministers won't do anything."
While talking, Baicao brought tea.
Pei Huan took it and took a sip before continuing: "They have been killed by the emperor, but the queen mother's side will not settle down." β
Song Shuwan understood: "So the Queen Mother will make moves in the near future, what will she do?" β
Pei Huan took out a post and slowly placed it in front of her.
Song Shuwan took a look and found that it was a post for the palace banquet, and it was tomorrow night, so she couldn't help but fall silent.
"The Queen Mother, it's really ...... I'm in a hurry. β
Pei Huan smiled: "There are more and more circulars in the court, she can't be in a hurry, tomorrow night's palace banquet will only invite the ladies and nobles of each family, I can't show up, you must remember to be careful." β
Song Shuwan tightened her fingers slightly, her eyes were full of ease: "Don't worry, I will try my best to avoid all possible troubles." β
In the evening of the next day, Song Shuwan entered the palace with Baicao.
In the Taihe Palace, the ladies and ladies of various families were talking softly, and as soon as Song Shuwan appeared, it became silent inside.
After a while, Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of War spoke up: "Isn't this Miss Song Family?" I haven't seen you for a long time, I can't even recognize it, how is Miss Song lately? To what extent has the Song family's case been investigated? β