Time-traveling Bastards Are Politics

Chapter 187 Gambling

Mu Xiang glanced at Feng Yong, but didn't speak.

Ling You told Feng Yong: "You go back now, and Maid Lan pack up the salute first, if anything happens, leave immediately."

"We're leaving, what about you..." Feng Yong was a little apprehensive.

Ling You shook his head: "It's impossible for Wei Huaqing to target Qingyin Pavilion as soon as he takes office, but if you are found out, that won't necessarily happen. If the people who come to search have seen you and Lan Yatou, Jingmo's identity will be in vain. "

"Okay, then when shall we leave?" Feng Yong asked helplessly.

Lingyou thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, it will be too late when they search up the mountain."

Seeing Lingyou's cryptic words, Feng Yong nodded without asking, "Then I'll go back and wait for news. Master, please be careful. If you have any questions, feel free to contact us."

Just as Feng Yong was about to leave, Jing Mo came in immediately: "There's no need to clean up, the emperor is dead, and Wei Huaqing's rebellion is expected to succeed, what should we do?"

"So fast?" Feng Yong was a little surprised.

Jing Mo nodded: "It should be that Concubine Rong is dead, so the poison is uncontrollable and backfires in advance. There are not many troops in the capital now. If Wei Huaqing is fully prepared, he can march straight in and attack Huanglong within today."

"How many troops can the Suhe tribe have at most?" Ling You asked.

Jing Mo thought for a while: "[-] elite soldiers...I don't know about the killer, but if it is counted as a large army, it would be [-]. But there should not be many people, because the Suhe tribe is still at the border. If so many people came at once, the emperor would have noticed it a long time ago." .”

"It won't be so easy to succeed. The emperor can't leave the palace unattended." Lingyou was still comforting himself.

"Not necessarily, if Wei Huaqing has his own people, it's hard to say. In addition to the organization of the Suhe clan, there should be many people." Feng Yong said with a frown.

Jing Mo nodded: "Feng Yong is right. There is no large army in the capital now. If we rely on the organization's manpower and the emperor's death, I'm afraid we can really succeed."

At this time, Mu Xiang saw a pigeon parked on the window sill, hugged the pigeon quickly, took off the note, and handed it to Ling You.

After reading it, Ling You collapsed on the chair discouraged: "It succeeded."

"Why!" Feng Yong was a little puzzled.

Feng Yong took a look at the note, and wrote: "The emperor passed away, Wei Huaqing ascended the throne according to the will."

Feng Yong shouted: "How is that possible! That edict must be fake! How could the emperor give him the throne?"

Seeing the note, Jing Mo shook his head helplessly: "It's not impossible, it's just that the quality of the princes is too poor and they have no choice."

"It's impossible. You don't understand. The emperor is a very suspicious person. He can even kill his own son because of a little suspicion and a little bit of face. How can it be possible for such a person to inherit the throne?" Feng Yong shouted.

Jing Mo looked at Feng Yong and said helplessly: "Then tell me, how do you explain the edict? Why did the edict suddenly appear?"

"Lord Jingmo, just think about it, even if there is a will, tell me, who would give the throne to a common man? Besides, Wei Huaqing is in the mansion, how could he get the will casually? Don't you find it a bit strange?" Feng Yong analyzed.

Jing Mo nodded: "What you said is not unreasonable, but it's already like this now, isn't this process important?"

Feng Yong nodded: "Qingyin Pavilion should take precautions as soon as possible."

"If Wei Huaqing is in power, it will definitely not be good to stand shoulder to shoulder with the palace, and Wenzhou's fake Fengyong will definitely be exposed. What should we do?" Lingyou asked after thinking about it.

"The disciple withdraws, let him find me." Feng Yong said helplessly, "No matter what, I can't let Qingyin Pavilion disciple die in vain."

Jing Mo turned his head and asked, "Is it possible? Withdraw? Then what? Do you think Wei Huaqing will let Qingyin Pavilion go?"

"If he has brains, he will let it go, and he will even treat the king with one word kindly." Feng Yong pretended to be mysterious and said: "You don't know, Wei Huaqing cares about face very much, and doesn't want to make people look like he is greedy for power and authority. So as long as he has a little brain, he won't do anything to the King of One Word, and he may even pardon the world and come down to act."

Ling You turned around and asked Feng Yong: "Are you gambling?"

"Yes, I'm just betting on my understanding of him. He knows that the edict is false. If he does too much, it is inevitable that some people will be desperate to doubt the edict. Therefore, he should be more tolerant to others, making people feel that the emperor did it because He was chosen because Lixian did not establish a heir. If he did those outrageous things, everyone would obey them openly, and secretly fabricate some things that were not. The note you just received should mention that his brothers will all die." Feng Yong said lightly.

Jing Mo turned to look at Feng Yong, and said coldly, "You mean, Wei Huaqing won't do anything?"

"Yes, and Wei Huaqing and I didn't tear each other apart. It's impossible for him to do something outrageous like this. You must know that I still have evidence that he killed the crown prince and the seventh prince." Feng Yong said coldly: " I can also be regarded as the one-word side-by-side king in name."

Lingyou turned his head and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

"Wait." Feng Yong looked at Mu Xiang standing next to her, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Mu Xiang, can I trouble you to call Lan Er?"

Mu Xiang came back to her senses after being called out like this: "Okay, okay."

When Mu Xiang went out, Feng Yong lowered her voice and asked Ling You: "Master, is Mu Xiang trustworthy?"

Ling You was somewhat puzzled by Feng Yong's question: "What do you mean?"

"Literally. You have to know that there are people around me who have been there for many years. I just ask for peace of mind." Feng Yong said lightly.

Ling You said helplessly: "I picked up Muxiang when I was a child. After raising it for so many years, it is just like my own child. What do you think?"

Feng Yong nodded: "I'm sorry, I offended you. I'm just trying to reassure myself. At this moment, it's very important to distinguish between the enemy and the friend."

Lingyou nodded: "I understand."

Jing Mo looked at the two of them a little speechless, but it was hard to say anything, so he shook his head helplessly: "You guys, keep it secret. It would be great if you have something to say, eh, I offended you, eh, I understand..."

Feng Yong looked at Jing Mo and smiled helplessly.

"It's already at this time, you are still in shape, and you are no one." Lingyou shook his head helplessly: "That's it, let's all be careful, if there is news, let each other know, wait a few days to see, even if What Wei Huaqing wants to do is a matter of a few days later, so don't worry."

"That's fine, but your subordinates should also be careful, Wei Huaqing is not an ordinary person, and Concubine Rong has been played by him, we'd better be careful." Feng Yong said with a frown.

(End of this chapter)