Multiple crimes

Chapter 38 Your Majesty, This Is the Land of Smoky Willows!

Er Zhurong was probably very angry this time, and ignored Yuan Ziyou for several days, and even met Yuan Ziyou coldly when he met in Chaoshang.Yuan Ziyou knew he was in the wrong, and he didn't dare to provoke him again, but he thought carefully that he hadn't done anything rebellious, so why was he treated like this.It's not good to think about it anyway, the whole person is depressed, and even Yuan Hui and others come to discuss political affairs so absent-mindedly that they can't cheer up.

During this period, Yang Kan came to visit once under the leadership of Yuan Hui. At first glance, he looked ugly and there was nothing special about it.However, this person speaks to the point, every word is precise, and bluntly said that if Er Zhurong is not dead, Yuan Ziyou will not live for three months.Yuan Ziyou knew what Yan Shuo meant by "talent", but he didn't understand why Yang Kan hated Er Zhurong's plot to usurp the throne so deeply.After questioning, he found out that the Yang family has been loyal and good for generations. His father, Yang Bo, had been friends with Wang Yuanxie of Pengcheng. After the prince died, Yang Bo was also killed by a traitor.

After a few more days, Er Zhurong started to prepare to go to Jinyang, and Yuan Ziyou was really bored when he was away from the mansion all day, so he asked Director Liu to take him out of the palace to have fun in a crowded place while the weather was fine.In fact, he is not a person who likes to be lively, and for no reason, he seldom goes to crowded places.Director Liu didn't know what the emperor meant by having fun, and he couldn't find out why when he asked, so he had no choice but to lead him around.

Yuan Ziyou hadn't been out on the street for a long time, and wandered mindlessly among a group of small vendors. At first, he thought it was a bit interesting, but after a long time, he got tired of it, and soon he was attracted by a newly opened brothel called Baihualou.A few beautifully dressed girls were laughing and inviting customers at the door, Yuan Ziyou saw that they looked lovable and laughed recklessly, his heart felt hot, and he was about to walk in.

Director Liu hastily stepped forward and reminded: "Your Majesty, that is the land of smoked willows."

"What? I can't go?" Yuan Ziyou looked sideways.

"This……"

"What is this? If you don't want to go, don't go." Yuan Ziyou felt that he was getting in the way, "Yes, you don't have to follow me, just wait for me here."

Director Liu was about to speak out to dissuade him, but Yuan Ziyou had already rushed out, and disappeared in the Baihualou surrounded by girls in the blink of an eye.He had no choice but to wait patiently on the side of the street. Who would have thought that Yuan Ziyou would not come out after waiting for nearly an hour.

Manager Liu was afraid that going in to find someone at this time would ruin the emperor's good deed, but he was also afraid of being blamed by Yan Shuo if he returned to the palace late, so after much deliberation he decided to find the person first.Bracing himself to deal with the kiln sisters who came around, Mr. Liu stretched his neck desperately to search for Yuan Ziyou, and after a while he saw him sitting in the hall, having a hot fight with the old bustard with a happy face.

Yuan Ziyou also saw him, and beckoned him to go over from a distance.Manager Liu hurriedly quickened his pace, just in time to see Yuan Ziyou whispering something in the old bustard's ear, the latter smiled coquettishly, stretched out his hand and twisted Yuan Ziyou's leg.

Yuan Ziyou was not annoyed, and turned his head to ask him: "Do you think these girls are a hundred times prettier than those in the mansion?"

"Yes, yes..." Director Liu nodded in agreement with a dry smile.

The old bustard flicked her handkerchief: "Master, you really know how to joke. If the girls are really so nice, how come you don't like any of them?"

"Did you really show me everything?"

"Yunluo is the tallest one in Baihualou. If you don't think it's enough, I'm really lost." The old bustard glanced at Yuan Ziyou resentfully, "It's really not bad to like tall people these days." See you more."

"Then... is there anyone with a bad temper?" Yuan Ziyou asked.

"big temper?"

"Yes, she has a big temper and doesn't speak well."

The old bustard rolled his eyes and showed a meaningful smile: "Could it be that the young master has a crush on a lady from some family and can't ask for it?"

"As long as you know it, why bother talking." Yuan Ziyou made mistakes, pretending to be angry, "What can you do?"

"Young master is a talented person, there is no reason why any girl will not be indifferent. That must be just putting on airs, but she is very happy in her heart." The old bust whispered to the servant behind him, and asked him to bring a few young ladies. Paper bag, "I have a good thing here, maybe it can help the young master."

Yuan Ziyou took the paper bag and pinched it, feeling out the powdery solid inside, and he knew it right away.

"This medicine is colorless and tasteless, just a little bit, and even the most tempered girl will be obedient to you immediately."

"Sister, do you want me to harm people?"

"Oh, what you love and what I wish, how can it be considered a disaster." The old bustard put one hand on Yuan Ziyou's knee, and her rouged mouth almost pressed against his ear, "I just hope that you will remember me after the matter is completed." This Baihualou."

Yuan Ziyou looked back at her with a smile, his peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons: "That's natural, my sister and I are so close, how could I forget my sister."

Manager Liu coughed lightly, raised his hand to scratch his chin, and put it down again.Yuan Ziyou gave him a pestle: "Reward silver!"

"Emperor...Master, what do you want this thing for?" Mr. Liu took out his money bag and held it in his hand, hesitantly asked.

"Why do you care so much?"

"If Mr. Yan asks..."

"How would he know if you didn't tell me?" Yuan Ziyou snatched the purse impatiently and threw it to the old bustard, "If Yan Shuo finds out about this matter, you can expect to be punished."

Yuan Ziyou got the "good thing" and left Baihualou contentedly. When he returned to the palace, he ran into Yan Shuo who was looking for someone everywhere.

"Mr. Yan..." Manager Liu saluted with his hands down, too guilty to look him in the eye.

Yan Shuo didn't care where they went, and after dismissing Manager Liu, he pulled Yuan Ziyou to a secluded place and asked, "How did you think about Yang Kan's words?"

"What do you mean? If Er Zhurong doesn't die, I won't be able to live?" Yuan Ziyou laughed.

"Do you understand what he means?"

"I understand that a deposed emperor, no matter how decent he is, will not end well in the end."

"Master, it's not too late."

"But he won't kill me."

"How do you know he won't kill you?"

"I asked him." Yuan Ziyou put away his smile, raised his hand and lightly gnawed at the knuckles of his left knuckles, "He said he never thought of killing me."

"What did you tell him?!"

"Yan Shuo...you, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Ziyou was taken aback by the sudden roar, and looked at him helplessly.

"We have come this far step by step for the camp, why do you want to provoke him?" Yan Shuo grabbed Yuan Ziyou's arm, pinching the bones so hard that he rattled, "If you force him to attack you now, you What should I do? What face do we have to meet the prince, to meet the spirits of the Yuan family who died unjustly in Heyin?!"

"I..." Yuan Ziyou's breath became short of breath, his lips opened and closed but he couldn't say a complete sentence, "I didn't, I didn't say..."

Yan Shuo realized his gaffe, let go and took a step back.

Yuan Ziyou grabbed his wrist in turn, crying in his voice: "He threatened to abolish me... I asked him if he still wanted to kill me..."

Yan Shuo sighed, pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Master, don't worry me anymore."

"He didn't suspect...you have to believe me, he doesn't know anything..."

"Okay, I believe it."

"I have my measure."

"I know." Yan Shuo led Yuan Ziyou to sit down at the table, pressed his shoulders and said, "Listen to me, master, this should be the last time Er Zhurong went north with great fanfare. Once the north is leveled, he will go north in the future." Luoyang's foundation will only become stronger and stronger, and his party members will become more and more stable, and it will be difficult to move him by then."

"So soon... are you going to do it?"

Yan Shuo nodded: "As soon as he returns to court, we will do it immediately. This is the last chance."

Yuan Ziyou was silent for a moment and said: "Er Zhurong has military exploits after all, so killing him like this will cause people to rebel?"

"No matter how great the military exploits are, Heyin's sins cannot be washed away. The old officials of the Yuan family hated him deeply. The new officials from the north are mostly useless people. I will send people to those who are close to Er Zhurong on weekdays." stare.

"Officials in the court and refugees are not difficult to deal with, but what about the 10,000+ army outside the city?" Yuan Ziyou stood up and looked at Yan Shuo from top to bottom, "What reason do we have to convince them that the general should die? Even if they are reasonable I won't be upset either."

"We don't need to convince them all, we just need to convince one person, one person who can run the big picture."

"Xiu Rongjun loves Daier Zhurong and treats him like a god. Who can swallow this breath?"

"At this point, we can only gamble." Yan Shuo murmured to himself, then raised his head to meet Yuan Ziyou's gaze with heavy eyes, "After all, gods don't die."