bayedsolid Chapter 200 The Crown Princess
Chapter 200 The Crown Princess
Late at night, candlelight flickered on the second floor of the teahouse.
Wu Shiming looked at Bei Yuan, folded his hands and hid them in his sleeves, and said, "Your Highness, I heard something recently. I wonder if it's a rumor or not."
"What's the matter? Is it worth it for you to come to see me so late at night?"
Bei Yuan poured a cup of tea, looked back at Wu Shiming who was still standing in the distance, and said, "Come and sit down. There's no need for you and me to be so distant."
Wu Shiming did not move, but said: "I heard that there are many drug dealers in the capital, and the price of official salt has dropped a lot. Is it true?"
After hearing what Xu Yuan said, Wu Shiming immediately went to the market to inquire.
Sure enough, the price of salt fell.
Even so, there are still many drug dealers active.
If this continues, the price of salt will only fall further.
The Internal Secretary Zhili, who was employed by the imperial court, was not there to do nothing.
As soon as the New Year comes to an end, the price of salt will inevitably be investigated.
By then, maybe he will be the one to be found out.
Whether it is selling contraband salt or selling weapons, it is a capital crime.
He could be so arrogant because illegal salt hardly flowed into the capital, and the weapons were sold to Nansheng, so there wouldn't be any disturbance in the capital.
But things are different now.
Bei Yuan became anxious.
Private salt also entered the capital.
Wu Shiming said, "I know your highness is anxious, but you can't be too blatant in doing things. If the court really investigates, these crimes, neither you nor I can bear."
Bei Yuan couldn't help laughing, and said slowly: "What do you want?"
It was Wu Shiming's idea to use war to support war in Sishui County.
The contraband salt business was taken over by Wu Shiming.
It was a deal with Nan Sheng, and the contact person was also Wu Shiming.
He just provided some convenience.
Bei Yuan gently blew away the steam on the teacup and continued, "Didn't you do all this?"
Wu Shiming's face suddenly turned cold. "Prince, do you mean to draw a clear line or to sacrifice the pawn to save the king?"
"Sacrifice the chariot to save the king." Bei Yuan put down the teacup, stood up and said: "Wu Shiming, I am the prince, who dares to touch me?"
After that, he smiled and soothed, "But what Ziqian said makes sense. We have indeed been a little too reckless recently. You know, in Sishui County, we not only did not make any money, but also lost a large amount of food and grass. Now that the end of the year is approaching, I need to take care of everything, and I need money everywhere."
Bei Yuan paused and continued, "It's the same with the canal transport. If we don't take care of it, will Ziqian's business be so smooth?"
"Your Highness, don't you think this is too risky?" Wu Shiming asked back.
"Now even I have noticed that there is something wrong with the salt price in the capital. Your Highness, do you think the Third Prince would not be aware of this? If the evidence in Sishui County is not enough, and he is charged with the crime of smuggling salt, can Your Highness still smile?" Wu Shiming asked.
As expected, as soon as he finished speaking, Bei Yuan's face darkened.
The third prince Bei Yao has a lot of evidence against the crown prince.
But he did nothing.
The prince was complacent and felt that he had done things perfectly, but Wu Shiming didn't think so. He held such a big handle but did nothing. Either the third prince was a fool, or he was planning an unprecedented crime.
Once the charges were announced, his fate would be to depose the crown prince.
The princes who grew up in the palace, the stupid ones have already died, and those who survived are more vicious than the other.
Bei Yuan's smile only lasted for a moment, and soon he said, "What are you afraid of? There are plenty of scapegoats. In the capital, no one can do anything to me."
Wu Shiming had expected this and asked directly, "Isn't it me who is the scapegoat for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
"Mr. Ziqian is my benefactor. How can I bear to let you be my scapegoat? Someone will be your scapegoat."
Bei Yuan patted Wu Shiming on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry. Bei Yao will marry and be crowned king next year at the latest. Go to the fiefdom immediately. He can't do anything to us. By then, the capital will belong to you and me. What you have to do now is to make money for me. Do you understand?"
"May I ask who is the scapegoat that His Royal Highness is talking about?"
"Don't worry about this. I have my own arrangements." Bei Yuan turned around and sat back on the chair, and said, "Can you help me make a wish tomorrow?"
"What does Your Highness want to do?"
"I heard that the Prime Minister's Office, the Grand Marshal's Office, and even the Imperial Censor want to make friends with him. I am naturally curious about what kind of person is so powerful."
Bei Yuan finished speaking, turned around and looked at Wu Shiming, and asked with a smile: "Why, Ziqian, do you think I will harm him?"
"Don't dare."
"Tomorrow, still here. If you can't invite him, I will have to go there myself."
Wu Shiming didn't say anything.
After leaving the teahouse, he looked back.
Bei Yuan was standing outside. When he saw him turn around, the smile on his face deepened.
A strong sense of uneasiness emerged in Wu Shiming's heart. He flicked the snowflakes off his collar and turned away.
When Wu Shiming was no longer visible, Bei Yuan turned around, poured tea and said, "Come out."
Behind the screen, Song Xiujing held her sleeves and walked out slowly.
She is delicate and has a slender waist.
But her eyes are like autumn water, full of affection.
Bei Yuan looked at her, an idea came to his mind, and just when he was about to wave, Song Xiujing stopped.
Bei Yuan had no choice but to withdraw his hand and said, "Miss Song, you should be able to feel my sincerity, right? This is my biggest secret. Of course, the secret can only be told to people who are on the same boat, understand?"
"I understand." Song Xiujing looked at Bei Yuan calmly, "But I still say the same thing, the sincerity I want is the position of Crown Princess."
Bei Yuan looked at Song Xiujing and said, "Miss Song, you are the third prince's concubine. What's more, I already have a crown princess. Don't you think this condition is a bit unreasonable?"
"Didn't the prince originally plan to marry my sister after the crown princess died? Since it can be my sister, why can't it be me? I must have brought more to His Highness than Song Xiuyue."
"Just because you are the daughter of Princess Geshu, the little princess?" Bei Yuan couldn't help but sneer, "This matter has not been finalized yet. Moreover, how can you guarantee that if I marry you, I will have the support of the entire Geshu?"
Bei Yuan picked up the teacup and blew away the hot steam.
Song Xiujing's identity is a double-edged sword.
If used well, he could seize all the military power of Tianqi. If used poorly, the injustice of the Xu family from more than a decade ago would happen again.
However, compared to Song Xiu Yue, Song Xiu Jing is indeed much better.
She is good-looking, quick-witted, and capable of handling things with ease.
Not only is she better than Song Xiu Yue, she can even beat Qi Sheng Mei.
"Your Highness, who do you think discovered your presence in Sishui County, Hanzhou? When Geshu and Tianqi signed the alliance, Xie Xiaocheng, the commander-in-chief, did not go. Instead, it was signed by a young man. Your Highness, you must have thought about all these things, right?"
Song Xiujing looked at Bei Yuan, her expression faded. She said bluntly: "Xu Yuan and I have a friendship that started from Sishui County and ended in the capital. Your Highness married me, so why worry that Xu Yuan would not join your Highness's army? Xu Yuan has already joined your Highness, and Zhang Yue, a military commander, is also your Highness's man. Even without Ge Shu's backing, your Highness is already a master of both civil and military affairs, with great generals, isn't he?"