Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

In troubled times, no one can survive in peace.

Even if one wants to maintain the stability of Beibohou Mansion, with the return of Prince Sheng Cangyu, Beibohou Mansion will inevitably be pushed to the forefront and become the object of scrambling for various forces to win over. It is better to take advantage of this situation and it may not be impossible to turn danger into safety.

The old marquis had experienced war firsthand and had a clear view of the current situation.

In the dining room.

The family of Beibohou Mansion is very happy.

Old Marquis Sheng Beiqiu was rarely happy drinking and was laughing happily at the sight of his grandchildren.

After his daughter and wife passed away, he was rarely seen laughing so happily.

Sheng Ankang watched with emotion and silently accompanied his old father to drink.

There was a pile of various dishes in front of Cangyu that Mrs. Sheng had picked for him, and he really didn't know where to start eating.

The little cousin squeezed up to him without noticing, opened his big almond eyes, imagined the battlefield scenes he saw in the picture magazines, and asked questions non-stop.

My aunt was in a panic trying to hold him down, but the boy, who was about six or seven years old, was like a little loach. He lowered his head and wagged his tail, and most of the attention at the dinner table was attracted by him.

Cangyu was somewhat uncomfortable with such a lively dining occasion. Although he felt somewhat at a loss, he also truly felt that life was full of vitality.

The eldest cousin Sheng Yanran, who was sixteen years old and lively and cheerful, sat next to her mother. Although she was eating seriously, her big eyes kept looking at her cousin. She was very curious about the cousin whom she had not seen for three years.

But she was still a little afraid of her cousin's aura that kept outsiders away.

Especially this time when she came back, she felt that her cousin had an extra layer of solemn murderous aura, so she consciously kept a distance from him.

The little cousin was less than ten years old. At this moment, she was like a little adult, eating quietly, following the rules and etiquette even more than her elder sister. She was quiet and elegant, and looked more like a noble lady than her elder sister. She looked up from time to time to glance at everyone at the table.

The whole family has a sunny look on their faces, reflecting their happiness.

Cangyu felt a lot of emotions in his heart.

In his previous life, he didn’t know what would happen to this family after his death and the destruction of Dongcang.

My cousins ​​are in their prime, how can they protect themselves?

In these troubled times, can they stay safe and sound?

He didn't dare to think about it, he couldn't think about it, any result was something he couldn't bear.

I hope, I hope, that in this life you will all be like you are today, forever harmonious and peaceful, and he will work hard to support the sky for them.

At night, the old marquis Sheng Beiqiu was the first to fall drunk. He was helped by the butler to rest. When he was dragged away, all he kept muttering was "Yu'er Yu'er". Cangyu almost lost his temper and tried hard to suppress the churning feelings in his heart.

His uncle, aunt and the whole family sent him to the gate. Gu Feng led the horse over, and the whole family waved goodbye to him reluctantly.

Cangyu sat on the horse, letting the horse walk at a leisurely pace. He also took advantage of the cool night to sort out the things that had been piling up in his mind for some time.

The auspiciousness of Beibohou Mansion is just a corner of this imperial city.

Prince's Mansion.

All the servants have been under a heavy and depressing pressure in recent days.

In the meeting room in the front yard, the prince gathered a few aides and were still discussing matters.

"We sent out so many assassins, but he managed to return to Kyoto safely without any harm. Tell me, how did this happen?"

The prince has asked this question to his soul for who knows how many times.

Xiao Qing, the commander of the guards in the Prince's mansion, was kneeling on the ground, with the scars from the whipping not yet healed, and was reporting the results of his two days' investigation to the Prince.

"According to reports from several groups of people who returned, they ambushed the Second Prince Cangyu on the road he had to take on his way back to Kyoto, but they didn't encounter anyone at most of the ambush points. They had been holding on there for many days before they realized that he had gone far away."

"How could this happen? Could it be that there was a spy among your ambushers, who revealed our whereabouts in advance?"

Shang Qing, the youngest son of Master Shang and the prince's study companion since childhood, frowned and said.

"It shouldn't happen. The assassins we arranged are divided into several groups. Even if a spy appears in one group and reveals their whereabouts, it is impossible for all the groups to have this problem."

Xiao Qing explained carefully, not daring to look up at the prince's gloomy face.

The prince knew about this arrangement, and it was he who gave the final order, with the purpose of making it impossible for Cangyu to return to the imperial city smoothly.

"I personally gave the orders for several groups of assassins and arranged the ambush locations myself." He rubbed his painful brows and shook his head helplessly.

"Let's not talk about his situation on the road now. He has returned safely. What should we do next? He has been appointed as the general commander of the Gyeonggi Defense Camp. What should we do? How should we prevent it?"

The prince looked at his three uncles sitting in the first seats below, the current Marquis of Xibo Xia Jun, and his two younger brothers Xia Feng and Xia Wei.

The old Xibo Hou Xia Zhiyu died of illness five years ago. Before his death, he risked his life and used his favor to force His Majesty to make his daughter Xia Ruoxuan the empress and her son, the eldest prince Cangxun, the crown prince. Only then did he close his eyes.

This matter was like a thorn in Emperor Dong Cang's heart, and he felt extremely disgusted.

The main reason why he was coerced was that most of the troops in the Capital Defense Camp had been firmly controlled by the Xibohou Mansion. He dared not and could not gamble.

The old King Xibo left behind three sons, each of whom controlled a force in the capital's defense camp. The three of them were extremely united, like a piece of iron, and were of the same blood.

For thirty years, Emperor Dongcang did not dare to easily shake their status, and was both wary and respectful of the Xibohou Mansion.

At the beginning of the country, he chose Baili Xue, the daughter of Dongbohou Mansion, as the queen.

The woman was brave and heroic, and had fought in the battlefield with him. He had been in love with her for a long time and had always kept her as his wife.

He inherited his father's will as he wished, quelled the war, defined a territory, proclaimed himself emperor and founded a country, announcing it to the world and making Baili Xue his queen.

In order to stabilize the new dynasty and balance the forces within the court, he also married Xia Ruoxuan, the legitimate daughter of Marquis Xibo, and Sheng Anning, the legitimate daughter of Marquis Beibo, as imperial concubines, which made Queen Baili Xue very dissatisfied with him.

Since entering the palace, she has been very respectful to him and always kept her distance.

After more than ten years of treating each other with respect, he gradually became tired of her coldness. The queen did not give birth to a child, and on the day when the Dongbohou Mansion was slaughtered, she was found hanged in the palace.

Since then, he left the position of the head of the harem vacant for several years, but unexpectedly, the old King Xibo took advantage of the opportunity.

He had a fairly good understanding of the abilities and characters of his sons.

The eldest prince Cangxun has a weak character. Although he does things in a proper manner, he is rarely decisive.

In addition, Queen Xia's maternal family was powerful, and he was worried that the empire he had fought so hard to conquer would eventually fall into the hands of the Xia family.