Traveling through books: trapped in an infinite cycle of injustice

Looking at the back of the Eighth Prince in front of him, there was a hint of arrogance and youthful domineering. Sure enough, the prince among the nobles in the royal palace has such a unique temperament that ordinary people like you cannot compare with him. The Eighth Prince felt Yan Muyi, so he turned around and walked towards her.

"Miss Yan, it is really difficult to see you in the palace!"

Yan Mu felt embarrassed when he heard the eighth prince's sarcasm.

"I'm sorry, Eighth Prince. Ever since I returned to the palace, Concubine Jin has been paying close attention to me. She doesn't come and go as freely as before. If we need to meet in the future, we need to get some passwords, marks, or send someone to leave me a note in advance! "

Yan Mu smiled awkwardly as soon as he finished speaking.

The Eighth Prince was also well aware of Yan Muyi's difficulties, so he made a long story short and reached an initial cooperation plan and execution plan with Yan Muyi.

He told Yan Muyi about the prince's previous purchase and sale of officials, and then asked the tenth prince to negotiate with General Zhenguo. It was mainly about the imperial guards. Yan Muyi needed to check in the palace whether the prince and others had any secret friendship with the imperial guards, while the eighth prince wanted to check whether the prince and others had secretly hidden troops.

After everything was divided and coordinated, the two of them hurriedly finished, and Yan Mu hurried back to the main hall to avoid Concubine Jin's suspicion.

General Zhenguo's Mansion, the Tenth Prince walked into General Zhenguo's Mansion. Everyone knew that the current Tenth Prince and General Zhenguo had established a relationship that was different from the past, so the servants were no longer happy when they saw the Tenth Prince coming to the General's Mansion. Strange.

"Mo Xing, you're here! Now you're the only one in Yindu who comes to chat with me from time to time!"

In front of him, a stalwart middle-aged man with half a head of silver hair was sitting in the vestibule, drinking tea, and with an amiable aura in his sharp features, he greeted the tenth prince over. After this battle, General Zhenguo and the tenth prince became sworn friends.

"General Meng, are you out of tune with the sudden return to your hometown without fighting?" the tenth prince said with a mischievous smile.

"I really know what I can do. I have been on the battlefield for 30 years. The military camp has long been my home, and military rules have become family rules. I am not used to it when I return to the DPRK this time. After many years away from home, I no longer have my old friends in the DPRK. Fortunately, there are still You little brat is going back to the court with me. I'm not the only one, and there's no one at home. I'm going to be bored to death. Why don't you ask the emperor to let me go back to the military camp? One day in the morning will be like three autumns."

"General Meng, this emperor is not pitying you, so that you can go back to the court and rest. You can enjoy a life of glory and wealth in the capital, and don't be busy all your life!"

In fact, the Tenth Prince knew very well that the purpose of transferring General Zhenguo back this time was not to pity General Meng for suffering from many years of fighting abroad. But he wanted to weaken General Meng's military power.

The songs about the Meng family's army, defending the country, and unifying the world are all catchy in the mouths of the people. This is the most taboo thing for a generation of kings. General Meng has been fighting for the country for 30 years and has been loyal to two generations of kings. Even though he has no power in the court, his prestige and military power have already touched Longwei. The thoughts of emperors, generals and ministers have never been deep. The tenth prince felt deeply sorry for General Meng in his heart.

"Little brother, since you are all here, please accompany me to have a meal in the house today before leaving!"

"Okay, whatever General Meng says, Mo Xing is here to chat with you."

While the two were having lunch, the Tenth Prince asked General Meng if he still remembered the two adults who spoke for him in court that day.

"Of course I remember those two people. They were very evil and they invited me to have dinner in the Sifangyuan after the court. Although I have been fighting outside for decades, I still know the taboos of being an official. I can't fall in line randomly, so I I refused.”

"It seems that the prince's faction and others started to have your thoughts on the day we returned to the court. General Meng, you can actually watch what tricks they play. After all, the 30 troops under your command are a temptation and a temptation for anyone. Threats. DPRK is no different from marching to war, there are calculations everywhere. We should be careful when we are in DPRK."

"Although I am your little brat's big brother, I am still far inferior to you in the court! You should remind me more, so that I am not being plotted against."

Seeing that General Zhenguo had said this, the tenth prince slowly told General Meng the eighth prince's plan. The interests and partisanship between the DPRK and China were roughly explained. For someone who has been marching and fighting for many years, he really can't do these psychological tricks, so he simply says they are too complicated.

"Just tell me what to do. I only trust you here."

"Brother Meng, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Qi probably won't give up yet, and will send you invitations. Then you can just accept the invitation and see what olive branches they offer you. If you can't make up your mind, just tell them. Just think about it.”

General Zhenguo nodded after hearing this, "Okay, okay!"

Sure enough, three days later, Mr. Zhang really sent an invitation letter to the general's mansion, hoping that General Zhenguo could have lunch with him at Xitingzhai one day later. General Meng readily agreed this time, but was overjoyed because Mr. Zhang, who had been rejected twice before.

General Zhenguo, who came to accept the appointment, came to Xitingzhai. As soon as he entered the door, the faint fragrance of sandalwood filled his surroundings, and specks of sunlight shone through the hollow carved windows. This is the kind of place the scholar Yashe was talking about.

Master Zhang saw General Zhenguo coming and greeted him warmly. After eating the entire banquet, General Zhenguo felt very uncomfortable. As expected, we don’t want to go together if we are not traveling together.

Just as the tenth prince thought, Master Zhang came here to extend an olive branch to General Meng with this invitation, and the gift was very generous. General Meng did not agree in person and went back to consider according to the tenth prince's instructions. But Mr. Zhang knew that as long as General Meng agreed to this invitation, half of the victory would have been achieved, which was also a good thing.

After returning, General Zhenguo gave all the letters concerning Master Zhang to the tenth prince. After the tenth prince entered the palace, he handed this matter to the eighth prince along with the evidence that Master Zhang and Master Qi were buying and selling officials. The eighth prince also had some evidence of collusion between the prince and the Yuwen family. The prince's tentacles of military power, official power, and financial power are stretched too far. The Eighth Prince will be able to overthrow them just by waiting for Yan Muyi to prove that the Crown Prince dares to touch even the imperial guards.

While the Eighth Prince was in full swing, Yan Muyi still made no progress at all. She hasn't escaped from Concubine Jin's Wuzhishan yet, and is trapped in the palace every day. Let alone following the prince, now she can't even see the birds outside the palace.

What she didn't even know was that the prince had actually sent people to keep an eye on her early. It's just that at this time, Yan Muyi was only thinking about how to escape from the palace, but he completely forgot to observe the changes around him.