Rebirth of the Merchant Woman's Revenge

"Got it, Grandfather." Li Junze agreed and asked Wen Jiaxiang and others to arrange manpower and prepare kerosene.

Wang Quan and Ji Huan have been with Li Junze for more than five years, and he has never hidden anything from them, so they know too many things. If the master of illusion were to perform a move on them, there was no guarantee that he would ask other things.

Along with their hurried footsteps, a carrier pigeon quietly flew up from an empty corner of Prince An's Mansion.

The carrier pigeon was snow-white with a scarlet spot on its head. After circling twice in the sky above Prince An's Mansion, it turned around and flew into the courtyard of the Dali Temple.

With two "knock knock" sounds, the pigeon knocked on the window of Lieutenant General Niu on the windowsill.

Soon, the Dali Temple became lively.

Sang Mo held his sword and followed the Crown Prince carefully. He had just come out of the Dali Temple and habitually came to the private room on the third floor of Louwailou.

The window here just happens to look in the direction of the Dali Temple. The view from the third floor is even wider. During the day, you can even see whether the officials at the gate of the Dali Temple have beards.

"See, there should be a good show tonight. I hope they can find their conscience and stop as soon as possible, otherwise..." Li Junhao stood at the window and said thoughtfully.

Sang Mo knew that although His Highness was usually cold-tempered, he was actually very kind-hearted. He said this, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Just imagine, who wouldn’t feel bad if their own brother wanted to harm them?

The key point is that both His Royal Highness Prince An and Concubine Yu usually appear to be very nice to His Royal Highness. Now that the things they have done are exposed, His Royal Highness must be feeling helpless.

After all, we are in the royal family, and such things have happened too many times throughout history.

"Your Highness, why don't we just attack them directly? It feels so passive just waiting for them to take action." Like Li Junhao, Sang Mo was not a person who liked to be passive. Their Highness made such careful arrangements, and he wondered if there was any other plan.

"Yes, if we give them the initiative, when one day the situation becomes irreversible, they can only say that it is all their own fault." Li Junhao sighed. Apart from this, he had to consider his father more.

There was a thorn in his heart that hurt him from time to time. If he took the initiative to attack his third brother, his father would be the first one to not let him go.

Therefore, the person who takes action cannot be yourself.

It's a pity that tonight is destined to be a night of heavy losses. No matter how Yan Nangui and Lord Wei, the Jingzhao Yin, plan, the best they can do is to minimize the losses as much as possible.

After listening to it, Sang Mo nodded as if he understood it, but he knew it was useless to ask. He didn't know whether His Highness didn't finish speaking or he didn't understand it.

Anyway, he knew what those words meant individually, but when they were put together, especially when His Highness put them together, he could only have a vague understanding at best.

So he could only stand obediently not far behind Li Junhao, looking out the window from his side.

In the dark night sky, a few stars twinkled lazily for a few times. A cloud passed by the stars and was about to cover them when suddenly a sharp whistle sounded abruptly, instantly piercing the night sky.

Then, there were continuous shouts from all directions, "There's a fire, there's a fire, there's a fire in the Dali Temple..."

At the same time, in the direction of the Dali Temple, flames shot up into the sky in an instant, and then flames appeared in several other directions one after another.

As the noise grew louder, more and more people were alarmed. Li Junhao looked outside with a determined look in his eyes and suddenly said to Sang Mo, "Go."

Sang Mo answered briefly "Yes" and flew out from another window.

Li Junze paced back and forth anxiously in the meeting room of Prince An's Mansion. The noise outside was getting louder and louder, but the person who was supposed to come back to report still hadn't come back.

Wang Zhuo, however, drank his tea calmly, comforting his grandson from time to time.

Finally, when everyone was eagerly waiting, someone came back covered in blood, "Oh no, oh no..."

He was quickly helped into the meeting room by someone the butler had found. "What's going on?"

Wang Zhuo immediately asked, judging from the situation, their action was not going smoothly.

"Sir, our actions were blocked everywhere. The Dali Temple had already made all the arrangements in advance, and even the water for extinguishing the fire was prepared in advance. Our fire was put out before it even started, and we were unable to break into the Dali Temple."

When Li Junze heard him say this, he immediately couldn't sit still and looked at Wang Zhuo quickly, "Grandfather, what should we do? How about asking them to withdraw?"

Wang Zhuo shook his head, feeling sad, "Ze'er, there are other people in your house..."

Li Junze realized upon hearing this that this action was a spur-of-the-moment decision and that only people in his own house knew about it. However, the Dali Temple seemed to have known in advance that they were going to launch a fire attack, which explained what his grandfather said.

"Should we send more people? Or let them gather together and storm the Dali Temple?" Li Junze was a little anxious. Even though he knew that there were spies in the mansion, he should deal with the things outside first.

"No need for that. Bring back everyone who can come back. Don't go back to Prince An's Mansion. Go to the third courtyard of Anren Lane to rest." Wang Zhuo said.

Li Junze didn't understand why he said that, but he still habitually arranged for the housekeeper to do it immediately.

Wang Zhuo looked at Li Junze with helplessness in his eyes. After supporting him for so many years, he was still so flustered when something happened.

"Ze'er, things have come to this. We can only say that we have lost this round again, and lost completely. Don't even think about making any moves in the next three years." Wang Zhuo sighed and said this.

Li Junze didn't think so. He was still considering whether he should reorganize all the people and take advantage of the chaos to attack Dali Temple again and get rid of Wang Quan and Ji Huan.

Otherwise, let alone three years later, even now, he would not take any other action.

Wang Zhuo seemed to have seen through Li Junze's thoughts. He rubbed his brows tiredly and said, "Since they had already received the news in advance, how could they have left Wang Quan and the other two in the Dali Temple waiting for you to come?"

Cao Xingwen also nodded, and then said, "For this matter, we have already made arrangements in advance under the arrangement of Master Wang. Even if the Dali Temple catches us alive this time, they will not betray us."