After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"I don't want His Royal Highness to attack her." Nan Baoyi's eyes showed a sharp edge, "I want Xue Dingwei to attack her."

Chu Huainan was completely stunned.

After a long silence, he said, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Xue Dingwei is a fugitive who was offered a reward by the court. In order to obtain a pardon, he will do anything at all, even if it is kidnapping the princess and threatening the emperor to write a letter of pardon for him."

"You want to take advantage of Xue Dingwei to kidnap Chu Lexin, and use his hand to kill her in the chaos?"

Nan Baoyi drank his tea with downcast eyes, noncommittal.

Chu Huainan denied: "My father's whereabouts are kept secret, Xue Dingwei can't possibly know his return route, so it's impossible for him to rob Chu Le—"

His words came to an abrupt end.

He looked at Nan Baoyi in shock: "Are you going to be alone and reveal the return route of the father?"

"This is the reason why I came to find His Royal Highness the Prince." Nan Baoyi looked firm, "After the chaos, the hidden guards will protect the emperor as soon as possible, and Xue Dingwei used to be loyal to you. He is a man of affection, so he He won't hijack you. He will only choose Chu Lexin, who has the weakest defense."

Chu Huainan's thoughts were a little messy.

He lowered his eyes and gently fiddled with the jade around his waist.

After a long while, he said softly, "Chu Lexin is Gu's younger sister."

"A half-sister," Nan Baoyi emphasized, "In truth, she is King Cheng's biological sister, and her future marriage will also pave the way for King Cheng to ascend to the throne."

The bedroom fell silent.

After a long time, Chu Huainan raised his eyes, "Princess Baoyi, in her capacity as the fifth girl of the Nan family and Prince Jing's concubine, asked Gu to do things for you?"

Nan Baoyi pulled his lips and sneered, "As the boss of Yulouchun."

She took out a waist card and threw it on the flower table.

It is Yulouchun's waist card.

Chu Huainan was silent again.

Even in Shengjing, he had heard of Yulouchun's name.

Not because of those popular and very novel plays, but because of Bai Xiaosheng.

Knowing astronomy and geography, as long as you pay money, you can get the news you want.

Chu Huainan's eyes moved away from the waist badge, and he looked at Nan Baoyi meaningfully.

"Princess Baoyi looks delicate and gentle, but I didn't expect that he is a man with open eyes..." He said softly, "I just don't understand, since Princess Baoyi is in charge of Yulouchun, then inquire about my father's return route , it shouldn’t be too difficult for you.”

"It's really not a difficult task. So, I don't want His Highness to reveal the emperor's whereabouts, but I want His Highness to persuade the Emperor to return to Beijing from the Tea Horse Road."

The bandits in charge of Yulouchun were stationed along the Tea Horse Road.

If Xue Dingwei robbed the holy car there, she didn't even need to ask the powerful ministers to borrow troops, she could easily ask the bandits to help and completely control the situation.

Chu Huainan thought for a while, and said, "Your bargaining chips are indeed worth taking risks alone. In exchange, I will ask Yu Louchun to spy on someone alone."

"Who?"

"Gu Chongshan."

Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows.

"Gu Chongshan single-handedly controls the palace. His father trusts him so much that he almost treats him like a son. Many powers are safely entrusted to him. But Gu Chongshan supports King Cheng. I just want to know his details, but I read the palace. In the volume, I only know about the events before and after he entered the palace at the age of seven, and the volume is blank."

Nan Baoyi made a deal with him.

She dragged the big hammer and left the dormitory with a gloomy face.

Walking to the garden, the wind and rain are about to come.

The strong wind lifted her skirt, and as the dark clouds pressed down, the drizzle of autumn rain fell from the eaves of the corridor like a curtain, and the hibiscus outside the corridor wept dew and the sound of plantains.

The rain soaked the peony red skirt.

Han Yanliang sat lazily on the steps, with her hands behind her back, quietly watching the cold rain and mist spread all the way to the skirt along her white and tender toes painted with Danko.

The stretched figure is like a poppy in full bloom.

From the corners of her brows and eyes to her fingertips, there is a seductive spring look in her. She is a fairy who makes men fall for her at a glance, but dare not touch her.

Xiao Yi beat her and walked past her.

Han Yanliang raised her head back and raised her red lips: "I slept with your cousin."

Xiao Yi's face was indifferent.

Han Yanliang smiled even more: "Talk?"

It was raining.

Sitting beside Han Yanliang, Xiao Yi heard the girl's charming voice: "More than two hundred years ago, Jinguan City was also the territory of Dayong. The army named Tianshu was arranged here, like a sword Forced to hide the edge and wait for the day when it can be unsheathed again."

Xiao Yi played with the ring, and there was a hint of deep meaning in Danfeng's eyes, who was staring at the rain screen, "Yulouchun's Bai Xiaosheng was forced to pretend to be an army of bandits on the tea horse road... It turns out that Boss Han is from Tianshu's generation." Command."

"Tianshu, always be loyal to the Dayong imperial family." Han Yanliang tilted her head, "You are my recognized master, Xiao Yi, Tianshu is willing to be loyal to you."

"I don't have a Tianshu Token."

"Rainwater will appear in different forms throughout the year. For example, rain and fog, such as hail, such as snowflakes." Han Yanliang smiled, "The so-called token, perhaps, is not what you imagined, the appearance of the token."

Xiao Yi twisted the ring.

Something came to mind.

In the past, when Mrs. Nan found out that he coveted Nan Jiaojiao, she punished him to copy scriptures in the ancestral hall.

He remembered that there was a copper coin on the altar.

On the back is engraved with "Gold and Jade Mantang", and on the front is engraved with "Golden Age Dayong".

Danfeng's eyes gradually dimmed.

He got up and stepped into the rain curtain without hesitation.

It was raining in late autumn, and the ancestral hall was not lit, making it look rather gloomy.

Xiao Yi pushed the door open and entered.

On the altar, countless ancestral tablets are solemn and cold.

Incense is burning in the bronze censer, and the air is filled with a dignified fragrance.

The copper coin is still lying on the altar.

After more than 200 years of history, the edges are a bit worn out, but we can vaguely see the prosperity and peace of more than 200 years ago.

Xiao Yi pierced his fingertips.

Bright red drops of blood dripped onto the copper coins and disappeared in an instant.

But there is an invisible contract, which is concluded invisibly and conveyed quietly with the rain.

Han Yanliang, who was stretching lazily on the steps, slowly opened her water eyes.

She got up, put away all her carelessness, and bowed down solemnly in the direction of the ancestral hall.

The young man in Tsing Yi who was babbling and singing on the stage of Yulou Chunxi suddenly left hundreds of spectators behind, stepped out of the theater quickly, and bowed down devoutly in the direction of the ancestral hall.

The butcher who peddled pork on the street cried and threw down his knife, kneeling in the rain.

On the flower boat passing through the arch bridge, a beautiful singer suddenly left her pipa and benefactor, walked out of the cabin with tears streaming down her face, and knelt down at the bow of the boat.

On the tea-horse road, thousands of bandits rushed out of the village one after another.

They withdrew all their laughter, cursing, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and stood like stones in the rain, like the most invincible elite army in the world, and bowed in the direction of the Nanjia ancestral hall.

Tianshu recognizes the Lord.

Lightning tore through the dark sky, like the sharpest sword in the world, unsheathed at this moment!

Thunder rolls by.

In the backyard of Nanfu, Ning Wanzhou stood in the rainwater of the yard, quietly watching Nan Baozhu's bedroom.

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