After resigning, I switched to fortune-telling

Chapter 37

"The news says that the prison will be robbed in the middle of the night?" Song Xuan couldn't help complaining subconsciously after hearing the secret report, "These sneaks are really unsettling."

This time I won't have to sleep all night.

He had to see where this ghost thing popped out of the cracks in the rocks - the first prince and the third prince had both confessed in tears that they had committed a frenzied murder against King Cheng, but they also denied that they and others Colluded.Although in the end it was inevitable that the first prince and the third prince would accuse each other and expose the old truth, but it also made Song Xuan clearly aware that there was an invisible hand behind the first prince and the third prince messing up the situation.

Shang Qingyao stood with his hands behind his back, his black sleeves drooping, and a lifelike dragon pattern embroidered with dark gold thread, shining brightly and flowing in the sunlight.

He was looking at the fiery red hibiscus flowers outside the palace, big and clustered, they have been undefeated in the palace for many years, and they are the only bright color in the dark palace.

The palace with red walls and green tiles means supreme power and boundless wealth. Shang Qingyao, who was born in the emperor's family and grew up in the top power center, did not restrain his desire for supreme power. He was exiled from the imperial capital many years ago. At that time, Shang Qingyao began to plan.

His ambitions are evident.

Song Xuan looked at Shang Qingyao and lowered his head: "...if we catch the mastermind behind the scenes, shall we kill without mercy?"

"There's no rush." ​​Shang Qingyao said, "You catch him first."

"..." Does he look so useless?Song Xuan didn't dare to express any dissatisfaction with Shang Qingyao's words, so he had no choice but to move away from the topic and turn to the deployment of troops: "I intend to order the Imperial Forest Army and Embroidered Clothes Envoys to firmly control the entrances of the Heavenly Prison, and ensure that all Even mosquitoes can't fly out." Song Xuan went on to say that his arrangement for the distribution of troops was reasonable and reasonable, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"If it's really a prison robbery in the middle of the night, then this arrangement can be called a net." Shang Qingyao commented after listening.

Song Xuan smiled "hehe", "It doesn't matter whether it's the first or second night, I promise to catch the person to Your Majesty!"

Shang Qingyao was noncommittal, but said: "We have to take into account what happens."

He then gave a few orders lightly.

At nightfall, Duke Wei's mansion lights up the lamps early.Xie Tangru likes bright places, so at night, every part of Duke Wei's mansion is brightly lit - such extravagance is also an important reason why Duke Wei is about to be unable to support his family.

But Xie Tangru, as a negative teaching material for the up-and-coming children of the imperial capital, he has no intention of changing his playful and unworthy personality.

Jianshuang lit the lamp, and complained silently: In fact, it's just that Shizi is afraid of the dark.Although this is not an insurmountable problem for Xie Tangru, but at home, Xie Tangru is always more willful.

However, due to Jianshuang's understanding of Xie Tangru, she knew that her family had very few weaknesses and weaknesses that could be seen by others.He lets you see only what he wants you to see.

Therefore, Jianshuang once doubted whether Shizi had this problem.

She suspected that the son just wanted to ruin Wei Guogong's family business.

Xie Tangru changed into light clothes, the next thing he was going to do was not visible, so naturally he couldn't dress brightly and ostentatiously. As for the fine clothes that Xie Shizi took off, he had to be put on by a substitute early on.

As a heir who is more dangerous than the emperor's own son, Xie Tangru of course also has a stand-in to confuse the public.Most of the time, Xie Tangru doesn't like to use these "knives" hidden in his shadow, unless he has to or on a whim.

Xie Shizi bent his eyes, and curiously asked the maid "myself" about tonight's arrangements.

Jianshuang looked at the cheat sheet written in the palm of his hand, took it back calmly, and then raised his eyes and said: "Your Majesty, you are going to go to the Yanxianlou for dinner with Mr. Li tonight, and then go to the theater to listen The new play ended up staying outside the residence overnight because of drunkenness, and I returned the next day."

It is very suitable for the day-to-day work and rest schedule of idlers.

But something seems to be missing.

Xie Tangru rubbed his chin for a moment, then clapped his hands: "Where will you stay overnight?"

Jianshuang: "...restaurant."

"That's not possible." His Royal Highness said with a smile, "I have to stay in the best brothel in Beijing. It's best to have five or six beauties to accompany me—the most beautiful ones, which are also pleasing to the eye."

"Although it's not the real deity, it still uses my name anyway. There should be some pomp."

Jianshuang was expressionless, or she really didn't know what kind of expression to put on.

"........."

What the hell are you talking about?

The author has something to say: the rest will be filled up tomorrow, and I owe another half a chapter.

Next, there is an important plot point that I will finish writing together tomorrow, so I won’t write it if I am too sleepy today.