On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

"I don't usually light incense before going to sleep, you can take it back."

Shen Wantang refused in a cold voice.

"This fragrance is not that pungent." Cen Xiao placed the spices on the table.

Shen Wantang's eyes flickered, and she suddenly called out to Cen Xiao: "Cen Xiao."

"Thank you for your concern these days. I was drunk that day and said something I shouldn't have said. I apologize to you. What I said that night is not counted. You can just take it as a joke..."

"Wantang!"

Before she could finish, Cen Xiao behind her spoke slowly.

Then he pulled up a smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your excuses are too pale, I won't believe them."

"Rest early, we will discuss this tomorrow."

Cen Xiao tilted his head, smiled calmly, then turned and left.

The next morning.

"Master Xia, I heard that recently, the court sent many people to your hometown to look for you."

Chen Kangjian slowly came forward, and the two stood by the pond, looking at the large white clouds not far away.

Xia Huai'en said calmly, "It's okay. My younger sister has returned to my hometown to worship my parents on my behalf."

Hearing this, Chen Kangjian raised his eyebrows.

"I heard that Lord Xia has always been highly regarded by that person in the palace. It must be thanks to your keen insight. I just wonder if Lord Xia can still guess what those people in the court will do next?"

Chen Kangjian raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Huai'en with some hostility.

However, Xia Huai'en could understand all of this. After all, he had been loyal to the current emperor in the past, so it was understandable that Chen Kangjian had some doubts.

Then, he slowly turned around, just raised his eyebrows, and then smiled calmly: "Mr. Chen, I have already anticipated these things. When I see Your Highness in a moment, I will tell you everything."

After the words fell, Chen Kangjian forced a smile on his face, but the smile did not express his true meaning: "I hope so."

After breakfast, several people gathered in the front hall again.

But today, Cen Weiwu was there too, and his expression was not looking good, and he even looked a little angry.

"What happened, sir?"

Ji Xunze raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhenbei Hou beside him, and asked, "But didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. It's just some trivial matters in the court. The people in the Ministry of War are all slow-tempered. The issue of food and salary has been reported for many days, but there is still no improvement."

When he said this, Cen Weiwu gritted his teeth and pounded his fists on the armrest.

"Is there any new military intelligence from Mobei?" Ji Xunze's brows tightened and his voice became tense.

Zhenbei Hou sighed: "It's not optimistic."

"Your Highness, yesterday, Rong country's hostage Lian Zhao came to look for me. Now, the court has already suspected him." Shen Wantang spoke softly, breaking the moment of silence.

Ji Xunze narrowed his eyes and motioned Shen Wantang to continue.

"Now, rumors are spreading everywhere, and the court's suspicion has fallen on Rongguo." Shen Wantang continued to analyze, "Lian Zhao also carries a lot of information, but before, I couldn't find out one by one. Now the situation is urgent. If I want to get some useful clues from him, I'm afraid..."

As he spoke, Shen Wantang lowered his voice and looked at the people around him tentatively.

Ji Xunze's thoughtful expression slowly returned to normal. His fingertips tapping on the table suddenly stopped. An idea flashed through his mind, but he didn't say it out loud in a hurry.

"This person may be useful." Xia Huai'en spoke softly, expressing what Ji Xunze was thinking.

"Cen Xiao, are you confident that you can start a rebellion?" Ji Xunze asked with a frown.

"If the rebels arrive, I will have 80% confidence." Cen Xiao vowed.

Since this was the case, Ji Xunze became more bold in his thoughts.

"Wantang, if Lian Zhao comes looking for you again, tell him that I have a way to help him return to Rongguo."

Ji Xunze half-closed his eyes, and his thoughts became more determined.

Shen Wantang was shocked and frowned, but he didn't ask any more questions in a hurry.

"Your Highness, I have some ideas that I need to report." After a moment of silence, Xia Huai'en spoke, and everyone's eyes instantly fell on him.

Ji Xunze nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"Now that the imperial court has suspected Rong State, I think there will be further action. I'm afraid that the Marquis will have to go to the battlefield again." Xia Huai'en looked at the Marquis of Zhenbei beside him and sighed.

Cen Weiwu is already rubbing his hands in preparation, so he can't let go of the resentment in his heart.

"So what if I'm going to the battlefield? Rong State has been harassing our army for a long time. If the court hadn't detained me, I would have driven them away for dozens of miles!" The voice of the Marquis of Zhenbei was like a bell, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"But what I want to say is exactly the opposite of what the Marquis thinks." Xia Huai'en analyzed calmly, "If the Marquis reaches the border, remember to keep your troops in place and wait until the rebellion is over before making any plans."

Hearing this, Ji Xunze nodded with satisfaction, and he had even more admiration for this young courtier recruited by Shen Wantang.

"This..." Cen Weiwu was speechless for a moment, his brows furrowed.

"Forget it!" He waved his hand and sighed, "Let's listen to your Highness's arrangements."

"Now, we just have to wait for the hostage to come find you. Remember, bring him to me and I will negotiate with him personally." Ji Xunze raised his eyebrows and already had an idea in his mind - he was 100% sure.

In today's capital, there are two places with the most guards. One is the market where people do business on weekdays, and the other is Lian Zhao's hostage residence.

"You are imprisoning me!" At the gate of the hostage house, Lian Zhao sighed to the sky and angrily scolded the people around him. He wished he could snatch the long sword and chop them down.

The imperial guards didn't care at all, and just said coldly: "Your Highness, please don't vent your anger on others. We are just following orders. Now is a time of trouble. His Majesty sympathizes with Your Highness and sent us to guard."

After hearing this, Lian Zhao laughed angrily, gnashing his teeth as he glanced at the people around him: "Well, you...you are really great!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned away.

The palace door was shut tightly, but the imperial guard spat in disdain: "Bah, you dare to show off in our Dacheng Capital! I will chop off your head sooner or later!"

After closing the door, the anger on Lian Zhao's face suddenly disappeared. He saw a servant flying down from the eaves and running up to him in three steps. Lian Zhao hurriedly greeted him: "Did you find out anything?"

The attendant was embarrassed. "Your Highness, the rumors are spreading in the capital that Shen Wantang is still dead. I even went to the mass grave and saw two more graves. Someone even erected tombstones on them. It must be Miss Shen."

After he finished speaking, Lian Zhao wandered in the courtyard, his brows furrowed in thought.

But after a moment, he forced a smile and said, "This Shen Wantang."