Hard to be a good wife

"This is... paper?" The young master of Mu Enhou's family touched the white paper Tang Yue handed him in surprise. This thing is very precious. It has been known to nobles and literati since it was first released. How lucky to get it There are still very few people.

"It's paper. If you like it, I'll send some to the house tomorrow." Tang Yue saw that this kid didn't look like a playboy who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. His eyes were clear and he had no intentions.

"Then thank the princess first."

When it was time to hold the lamp, Tang Yue and the others finally finished asking the last person. There was already a stack of manuscript papers on the desk, all of which were filled with personal names. Tang Yue took these papers back to the Prince's Mansion, and spent the night with Prince Zhao. meal.

"Do you have a clue?" Prince Zhao asked.

"Not yet, but the more this happens, the more it shows that the identity of the other party is unusual. In fact, there are only a few suspects, and we just need to verify it."

In the Southern Jin Kingdom, there are not many people who dare to oppose Prince Zhao.

"You can queue up for Wang Zixu."

"Why?"

"Because he was in Heyue Tower last night, and he didn't have time to go to Suying Pavilion to play tricks."

As soon as Heyue Tower was mentioned, Tang Yue's eyes narrowed immediately, and he asked with a fake smile: "I haven't asked His Highness yet, why did you go to Heyue Tower last night?"

Prince Zhao did not hide it from him, and told him what happened. To be honest, he was thinking about Tang Yue at the time, how did he know that it was like this?

Tang Yue smashed his mouth, "So, last night you designed to frame others in Heyue Tower, and I was framed by someone in Suying Pavilion just now, tsk, is this considered retribution?"

The prince gave him a white look, "You can think so if you want."

Tang Yue really thought of a sentence, and sighed: "Sooner or later, you will have to pay back when you come out to play around."

Of course, this was just a joke, Prince Zhao didn't intend to target anyone, but he took the initiative to fight back.

"So, that Zi Yu belongs to Wang Zixu?"

"Yes, and it should be a very important person."

"It's normal. If you look like that, I wouldn't want to change it." Tang Yue glanced at his man.

"Huh? What are you reluctant to do?" Prince Zhao narrowed his eyes and looked at him dangerously.

"Hehe... What I mean is, if a man as outstanding as His Highness wants to let you out, I would be reluctant to part with it. This is human nature."

Prince Zhao pinched his cheek, stood up and said, "I still have something to do, come back later, don't go to bed too late."

"Where?"

Prince Zhao honestly confessed; "Mu Enhou ordered someone to post a post in the evening, inviting me to have a drink together, and I agreed."

Tang Yue immediately thought of the outspoken young man, raised his brows, "That's right, send me a box of paper to Mu Enhou's mansion, and hand it over to their young master."

Prince Zhao looked down at him, and frowned slightly, "Since when have you been so close to their young master?"

"I just met once today, and I promised him, is this also jealous?"

"Huh!" Prince Zhao snorted arrogantly, turned around and left, Tang Yue went to see Zhang Chun first, and saw that he was already alive and kicking, but his face was pale, and he looked like he was seriously injured.

"Remember to notify me when you catch that bastard. You better leave me alone, and I will finish him off myself!" Zhang Chun gestured viciously.

"I'm afraid you won't have this chance." Tang Yue didn't want to hit him. If he found out who was behind it, he would probably have to follow the path of conspiracy.

Tang Yue returned to the study room, put the stack of papers in front of him, took out a blank booklet, sorted out the list, and circled a few names with a red pen.

When he saw Wang Zixian on the list, he was not too surprised, maybe it was his intuition, maybe it was the long-standing grievance between the two, so he listed Wang Zixian as the first suspect.

He still remembered the group of people who ambushed them downstairs last night, all of them had bows and crossbows in their hands, obviously not something that ordinary noble children could make.

He rubbed his chin and thought, maybe Wang Zixian is not afraid of them finding out at all. If what happened last night went according to his script, then the scene Prince Zhao saw when he arrived would be wonderful.

At that time, it's hard to say whether Tang Yue's head can be kept, and Prince Zhao will definitely become a laughing stock because of this incident, and even be reprimanded by the King of Nanjin. Maybe they won't have time to find fault with him, so Are you so confident?

Tang Yue listed several people who were with Wang Zixian last night separately, and handed it to Wang Dingjun: "Bring them back overnight, don't disturb their family."

The corner of Wang Dingjun's mouth curled up, and he walked away confidently.

As soon as he left on his front foot, Hu Jinpeng arrived on his back foot, blowing in front of Tang Yue like a gust of wind.

He looked Tang Yue up, down, left, right for a while, and said with a breath: "I heard the news, I really scared Brother Wei to death, are you alright?"

Tang Yue shook his head, "I can only say that luck is good."

Hu Jinpeng has spent the past two days integrating troops on the outskirts of the city, part of the border army has been transferred back, and he is still busy as a general.

With a stern face, he said in a deep voice: "In a few days, when the matter at hand is resolved, I'd better work by His Highness's side. There are quite a few people who are jealous of His Highness. It is said that Beiyue also intends to target His Highness, otherwise they will not think about it for no reason. Marrying a princess here, at a time like this, it's better to be careful."

Tang Yue nodded. It was because he underestimated the enemy, thinking that it would be fine if there were people around him, and that no one would dare to attack him blatantly when there were many people.

"You said that North Vietnam will attack the prince? What is the result of their peace talks?"

"There was a lot of quarrels, but there are still many people who oppose it. I don't think the king has any intention of agreeing."

This result is not unexpected. Prince Zhao also said that the peace talks cannot go smoothly. The two countries have been at war for a long time, and their hatred is as deep as sea. It's a deep hatred.

"In my opinion, it's not an option to keep arguing like this. Someone from the DPRK and China still needs to come up with a suitable proposal. We can't just let North Vietnam raise conditions all the time. We're too passive in this way."

Hu Jinpeng agreed: "That's true. It's just that the North Vietnamese have always been used to being domineering and powerful, so they like to give orders. They forgot that now they are here to seek peace, with such a high profile. How can we not let them suffer?"

"It should be done in moderation. This degree of shame can easily cause misunderstandings among the people, which is not conducive to the hearts of the people."

Hu Jinpeng felt that Tang Yue's views on politics were not bad, and he was not like a child from a peasant family. What happened last night might really be careless.

The two chatted for a while, and it was not until Wang Dingjun came back that Hu Jinpeng left.

Originally, he wanted to stay and help Tang Yue interrogate those invited people, but seeing Wang Dingjun's indifferent appearance, he didn't bother to claim the credit.

Like all colleagues, Hu Jinpeng and Wang Dingjun are like Prince Zhao's right-hand men, assisting and competing with each other.

When the people left, Tang Yue asked: "There should be a punishment room or a dungeon in the mansion, right?"

"Yes, are you going?" Wang Dingjun felt that it would be good to do this kind of thing by himself, and it would not be good for His Royal Highness to find out.

Tang Yue got up, changed into a gray long shirt, and followed Wang Dingjun to the dungeon.

It was the first time Tang Yue knew about the dungeon of the Prince's Mansion, and it was also the first time he went to it. The location is very remote, and the surrounding is not only shaded by trees but also surrounded by rockery. No one will guide him. He will never know that this beautiful place is actually hidden. There is a dungeon.

"Are there any prisoners here?" Tang Yue asked curiously.

"You really want to know?" Wang Dingjun pressed the switch with one hand, and turned his head to Tang Yue with a sinister smile.

The corner of Tang Yue's mouth twitched. He still prefers a tough guy like Hu Jinpeng, who goes straight to the bottom of his intestines. Wang Dingjun's smiling face is not a good guy at first glance.

"If you can't say it, forget it." Anyway, his curiosity doesn't have to be satisfied.

Wang Dingjun led people into the dungeon, "I have nothing to hide from you. There are indeed several important prisoners in the dungeon. Two of them are North Vietnamese generals. They were captured alive on the battlefield. Your Highness wants to dig something out of their mouths." Come on, it's a pity that they are very stubborn, so they have been betting here, and there is another one who is a quack, an assassin who assassinated His Highness once, if you want to know, this subordinate can take you to get to know him."

Tang Yue glanced at him, and said lightly: "It's better to avoid it, I'm afraid I will have nightmares at night."

Wang Dingjun chuckled, "This subordinate is also joking."

Tang Yue rolled his eyes, and was too lazy to talk to him, so he set his eyes on this gloomy dungeon.

Tang Yue's impression of the dungeon comes from various film and television works, and the one in front of him is no different, cold, damp, dark, and accompanied by an unpleasant smell of blood.

Tang Yue thought to himself: Those young masters who were brought here probably lost their legs in fright when they saw this battle, right?