On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu saw the figure, but she didn't see clearly what the person looked like. However, her intuition told her that the person was definitely not just a spectator.

She whistled, and a starling swooped down from the sky and landed on her arm.

"Go see what's going on over there, who's there? Keep an eye on them, go!"

The starling flapped its wings and flew away again, circling around the shop opposite and then disappeared.

Yan Ruyu looked downstairs again and saw that Cheng Fengyao had been forcibly taken away by Cheng Guanghan.

Zhao Yan and Quan Dao have also left.

After drinking a few more cups of tea, they also went downstairs and left.

Jiang Ruhuan was thinking about the new tea recipe, so she said goodbye and went back home. Yan Ruyu took Jiang Tangli and Qi Dongqiang and continued to move forward.

Yan Ruyu seemed to glance into the shop unintentionally. It was a shoe store.

There was a young boy standing in front of the door. He was wearing a dark blue shirt with his white sleeves rolled up. He looked clean.

A pair of eyes rolling around, with a smile between the eyebrows, but with a hint of hostility.

Yan Ruyu was doubtful.

Qi Dongqiang looked at the bustling streets and sighed, "My father always said that the northwest was desolate. It was only thanks to the prince that it became stable and prosperous. The prince was in Shencheng before, and now he has come to Youcheng, and Youcheng is gradually getting better."

Yan Ruyu asked with a smile: "Have you been to Shencheng before?"

"Yes, I have. My father and I lived there for a while. Shencheng is bigger than Youcheng. The Dutong Mansion is in Shencheng, and I have been there too."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Have you heard of the Red Lotus Sect before?"

"I've heard of it," Qi Dongqiang nodded, "but I didn't encounter the encirclement and suppression. I heard it from my father. I heard that it was very fierce. At first, they deceived the people to believe in them, and they said they would gain immortality and voluntarily sacrifice themselves."

"The people were willing to die for them and were very loyal to them," Qi Dongqiang sighed. "It was really difficult to encircle and suppress them. Many people disagreed and sent them letters secretly. Several encirclement and suppression operations failed."

Yan Ruyu deeply agreed with this. Most of these cults deceived ordinary people with things like immortality, afterlife, or gods and ghosts.

Most people live a hard life, so they want to place their hope on the afterlife, which is a kind of psychological comfort.

Yan Ruyu secretly sighed that she still had to build the Northwest better as soon as possible so that the people could live and work in peace and contentment and lead a good life. Life is not enough, so how can she think about the afterlife.

Speaking of this, I don’t know what the situation is in Beijing.

……

In a small courtyard in Shencheng.

Mr. Mo also changed his black fox cloak into a light fur coat. He sat in front of the tea table, watching the boiling tea.

The aroma of tea filled the air, and he took out a small box from a small drawer, opened it, and inside were red pills the size of green beans.

He picked up a grain and threw it into the tea, and a hint of fishy sweetness mixed with the fragrance of the tea.

The servant came in quietly and reported, "Sir, the person who went out to look for the body is back."

Mr. Mo was in a good mood and gently stirred the tea with copper chopsticks: "Just in time."

“How much did you bring back?”

"Three, sir."

Mr. Mo's smile froze instantly: "Only three?"

"They said that not many people have died recently, and even fewer meet the requirements. Moreover... the King of Zhennan has been to Shencheng, so I'm afraid he has been alerted."

Mr. Mo took out the copper chopsticks and said, "Huo Changhe is indeed a great man. It's a pity that I can't use him."

"Sir, you are absolutely right. This person is very alert, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people. This time we finally ..."

Mr. Mo raised his hand to interrupt: "Any news from No. 13?"

"We just received news yesterday. It's going well. We just need to wait for the right time."

Mr. Mo said nonchalantly, "Tell her to take some action as soon as possible. I want to see chaos in Youcheng. They have been complacent for too long."

"Yes."

"Let the corpse prepare. The tea will be ready soon."

"Yes."

The servant took a few steps back before turning around and walking out.

Mr. Mo picked up the small tea pot and slowly poured the tea into the cup, filtering out the tea leaves and other ingredients. The tea was bright red like blood.

He picked up the teacup and smelled it, muttering to himself with satisfaction: "Hmm, not bad."

"Huo Changhe, I don't want to be your enemy, but you keep pressing me. Once something happens in the capital, the whole world will move as well."

……

The hunting ground in the capital.

In the past, the emperor would shoot the first arrow, hit the bull's eye, and then rush out first, leading everyone into the hunting area.

But this year was different. The emperor only showed up at the very beginning and spoke a few words. He neither shot arrows nor led everyone into the hunting ground. Instead, he let Li De, the deputy commander of the imperial guards, lead the way.

The civil servants didn't care. They didn't go hunting anyway, they just came to watch the fun.

The generals all felt a little strange.

The emperor's health seems to be really not good.

I haven't attended court for a long time. I was told that I was exhausted from all the banquets and worship during the New Year.

The weather was cold and had not yet warmed up, so it was a pain for all officials to go to court. The emperor, out of sympathy for the officials, exempted himself from court for many days.

In previous years, court sessions began after the Lantern Festival, but this year it was delayed until the end of the first lunar month.

Everyone has to think more about it.

Although the emperor attended today and showed up, I always felt something was wrong.

As the large group rushed into the hunting ground, most people had other thoughts in their minds.

The prince was also among them, but he was not interested in hunting today, so what were the prey in the hunting grounds?

His prey was in the big tent in the middle.

He rushed all the way to the east side of the enclosure with his personal guards. A few days ago, he sent people to check the terrain. There was an extremely steep mountain road here, so the defense was the most lax.

Su Yundong, who was ostensibly guarding the capital, sneaked in from here and joined the prince.

Su Yundong changed out of his imperial guard uniform, put on black clothes and a mask, looking like an assassin.

He and his trusted men climbed up the mountain wall last night and waited here, fearing that they would miss the prince's business.

Hearing the horn signaling the start of the hunt, Su Yundong became a little nervous and gripped the hilt of his knife tightly.

Whether you will live a life of wealth and glory in the second half of your life, or your entire family will be exterminated, all depends on this one move.

However, he has discussed this with the prince several times, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.

Even Wei Deshun, who had secretly surrendered to the Sixth Prince, was beheaded by the Crown Prince as a sacrifice.

Today, must, must go smoothly.

After the prince ascends the throne, he will be a founding hero.

Just at this moment, he heard the sound of horse hooves. He looked quietly through the branches of the trees and saw that it was the prince.

Su Yundong was delighted and stepped forward. The prince whispered, "According to the plan."

Su Yundong nodded, turned around and waved, then led his men towards the big tent.

According to the plan, the Crown Prince and Su Yundong worked together to kill the emperor and then put the blame on the so-called assassin.

It doesn’t matter how the emperor dies. The key is that the prince can succeed to the throne smoothly.

At this time, most people come to hunt, and the big tent is the least defended and the most lax.

After all, who would have thought that at such a moment, with all the officials present, someone would actually attempt an assassination.

The prince looked around the venue, and if he met a strong man, he would hold him back and not let him go to rescue him.

As long as the emperor dies, everything will be accomplished today.