Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

"Or maybe he didn't think about this." Jingcun said, "Your Highness has a very good reputation outside."

"...I don't believe he would be so careless." Qin Zhaoyue said, "It's better to be cautious. Let's send someone to handle this matter."

He glanced at the letter again: "The plan on it is so detailed and thorough that I can't find any mistakes."

"Our goals are the same here," Jingcun said.

Qin Zhaoyue nodded slightly.

……

Qin Shu set off a few days in advance and went to the capital to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner.

The last assassination attempt and the inexplicable official letter made him alert, and sure enough, he brought twice as many guards with him on this trip. The most elite men guarded him closely, and he was vigilant all the way, only taking the official road and not taking a detour into the woods.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, people working outside rush back to their homes. Northern Qin does not prohibit going out to sea, and merchants are not lowly, so the population flow is considerable. There are many more convoys on the official roads.

"We didn't see anything obviously unusual along the way." Qin Xian reported to Qin Shu.

"Where are we now?" Qin Shu asked.

"We have passed Shilong and will reach Luoyang in two or three days." Qin Xian replied.

"The emperor may just be giving me a warning... or testing me." Qin Shu's face was gloomy. "Let's see what he has to say when he sees the palace. How are Madam and the others?"

"The five of us are all watching, don't worry, Your Highness," Qin Xian said.

Qin Shu nodded, lowered the curtain and leaned against the wall of the carriage, feeling vaguely uneasy.

……

At midnight on August 10th.

With the Prince of Yin away from home and the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, the guards of the entire mansion inevitably slacked off. The housekeeper approved some people to go back to their hometowns to visit their relatives, and the Prince's mansion was sparsely populated. The second-class maids who stayed at the back house were drowsy. It was rare that they didn't have to stand guard at night.

A group of men in black quickly approached the palace shrouded in darkness.

There was no moon in the sky that night, only a thick layer of dark clouds. The four guards patrolling the wall were the first to be killed by slitting their throats. This team of people was indeed very skilled in martial arts, and no one could raise a voice to warn. The men in black rushed into the outer courtyard of the palace inside the wall as if they were in an empty space.

This group of people were obviously well prepared and had come many times to scout the area. Now that their goal was clear, they headed straight to King Yin's study.

The guards guarding the study courtyard were killed.

The man in black held up the sword in one hand and pushed open the door with the other.

Suddenly, an arrow shot out from the half-open door, heading straight for the black-clothed man's throat. The black-clothed man, who had been prepared, blocked the attack, but almost at the moment when the sword blade hit the arrow, a sharp sword pierced out from the door and pierced through the black-clothed man's throat.

The door was violently broken open and a sharp whistle broke the silence.

The whole palace was boiling as if explosives had been dropped into it. The guards guarding the outer courtyard suddenly rushed in and in an instant, they were entangled with the group of men in black. The sound of weapons clashing was particularly fierce. In just a moment, there were several corpses in the courtyard, and the blood dyed the stone bricks red.

The guard inside the room killed the black-clad man with one blow, and after firing a whistle arrow, he was stabbed to death by the black-clad men who forced him into the study. The leader did not panic because his actions were exposed, but went straight to the treasure chest in the corner of the study and took out an inconspicuous wooden box.

When they opened it, they found some things that looked like manuscripts of poems, as well as silver certificates and other miscellaneous small items.

The man in black carefully took out the paper, slowly unfolded it, and pulled out a contract. He glanced at the contents and put it in his arms, then folded the new contract along the same crease and sandwiched it between the manuscripts. Then he restored everything and put it back in place.

The man in black who entered the room had already turned the study into a mess.

The leader nodded, and the black-clad men standing in front of the door suddenly relaxed their guard, and the guards rushed in. The three people in the house seemed to be in a panic and broke through the window to escape. The guards fought hard and surrounded the last person.

The man raised his sword and looked around. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, took out something that looked like an account book from his arms, and threw it aside. While the guards were distracted, he jumped up, broke through the encirclement, and escaped.

The only things left in the study courtyard were the men in black and the bodies of many guards.

The guards looked at each other.

The man who looked like the leader of the guards walked up to the messy book and picked it up.

It says: Miscellaneous Notes on Yunxi Geography.

He said, "Send the message to Luoyang immediately."

……

Two days later, in the East Palace.

Jingcun entered the main hall, and Qin Zhaoyue stood up immediately when he saw him.

"got it?"

"Got it!" Jingcun took out a thin envelope from his arms and handed it to Qin Zhaoyue.

He opened it and looked.

After just glancing at a few of them, Qin Zhaoyue couldn't help but sneer: "I think all the contents above were drafted by Qin Shu and then handed over to Qin Zhaole. With this thing in hand, if Gu Dashi doesn't cooperate with him, he might just die of old age in prison."

Jingcun didn't know anything about business and frowned when he heard this.

"Put it away, it will be of great use to me." Qin Zhaoyue handed him the contract.

Jingcun was not surprised. The thing that could control Gu Dashi was already in his hands, so why would Qin Zhaoyue just give it back to him? Getting this thing meant taking the initiative.

"Couldn't they have thought of that?" Qin Zhaoyue's brows did not relax. "Gu Dashi could talk to me like that because I didn't want him to stand on King Yin's side. Now that I have the contract, the threat naturally does not exist. How could they not understand this?"

After thinking it over again and again, he still felt uneasy, so he reminded: "Make sure to hide it tightly."

Jingcun said: "Yes."

Qin Zhaoyue said again: "Forget it, just give it to me and I will hide it myself."

Jingcun handed the envelope back.

……

Qin Zhaoyue put this thing together with the silver in his private treasury.

The feeling of insecurity was lingering, and he had a premonition that this thing would not stay with him for long. Before locking the box, he repeatedly confirmed the contract and the contents on it, and was sure that the box had only one key and was heavily guarded before leaving the secret room in the study.

After the mechanism was restored, the bookcase was returned to the wall seamlessly without a single flaw visible.

Qin Zhaoyue then went to help his mother continue arranging the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner.

When he met Qin Shu who was visiting the palace, he looked extremely unhappy and could hardly conceal his eagerness to go home. It seemed that he had received the news.

Qin Zhaoyue felt very happy. He won this game, and he was bound to win Gu Xu. So what if the King of Yin took action in advance? He was still the winner.

But no matter how many thoughts he had, Qin Zhaoyue's face was still full of pure respect. He greeted his uncle, "Uncle."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Qin Shu saw that it was Qin Zhaoyue and tried hard to suppress his gloomy expression.

"What happened to my uncle? Are you feeling unwell? I heard that my uncle just arrived in Luoyang today, so why is he in such a hurry to come to the palace to pay his respects? He can take a rest." Qin Zhaoyue smiled innocently: "My father has always favored my uncle, and he won't care about such trivial etiquette."

Qin Shu stared at Qin Zhaoyue.