Chapter 102 Trap
The atmosphere in the room immediately became tense and depressing. Zhao Renxian observed Yu Zheng's expression and swallowed his saliva without any hope, not daring to express his anger.
Even though he was far away from Beijing, he still knew that the DPRK was divided into two factions: the Princeling Party and the King Jing Party.
Obviously, Meng Jingfan is a princeling, and his remarks are clearly intended to take all the credit and gain fame for the prince.
But how could King Jing be so easy to fool and send away? What's more, people have already come in person, but Meng Jingfan still wants to take all the credit, which is like pulling the tiger's beard from the tiger's mouth.
He is not afraid of death but he is still afraid!
After a tense confrontation for a moment, Meng Jingfan cupped his hands and said: "The construction of the river embankment is dirty, and the workers are all vulgar people. I might have offended the prince."
"Furthermore, the prince is of high status, and coming to supervise the union in person will make the workers panic, which is not conducive to the work."
As expected of an imperial courtier, what he said was reasonable, beautiful and respectful, and Zhao Renxian admired him endlessly.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Yu Zheng's expression softened, and he raised his eyebrows and said in deep thought: "Mr. Meng's words are reasonable, but it was my king who proposed to build the river embankment, and he came here personally. If there is even the slightest mistake, I will not be able to escape the blame. "
"Mr. Meng has many affairs, and there will always be times when he is not paying attention. Just in case, let Mr. Zhou assist Mr. Meng in supervising, so that nothing goes wrong."
"But Mr. Zhou has great martial arts skills and was specially sent by the Holy One to protect the prince's safety. If he is away from the prince's side, the prince's safety will be in danger..." Meng Jingfan looked worried.
Yu Zheng clasped his hands and raised his eyebrows: "My king is protected by his own guards, so Master Meng does not have to worry. Besides, Master Meng has an important position and I am afraid that someone might harm him. Master Zhou can also protect Master Meng by accompanying me."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration." Having said this, Meng Jingfan could not find any reason to refuse, so he could only bow his hands and say thank you.
In fact, surveillance was carried out in the name of protection, and Zhou Boxu didn't have to do anything to get half of the credit. In this contest, after all, King Jing had a better move.
Zhou Bexu stood aside quietly, not saying a word from beginning to end, not even the slightest bit surprised, as if he had expected the ending.
"Master Meng doesn't need my help, so I won't disturb Master Meng." Yu Zheng said and walked away without any hesitation.
Meng Jingfan looked at Yu Zheng's retreating figure, his mouth tightened and his expression was complicated and difficult to explain.
He suspected that he had fallen into Yu Zheng's trap, but there was no evidence.
"Mr. Meng, is there anything I need to do?" Zhao Renxian also wanted to leave.
Meng Jingfan glanced at him and said solemnly: "Master Zhao has summoned the workers and construction will begin tomorrow."
"Yes, I will go and make arrangements now." Zhao Renxian agreed and left.
Only Meng Jingfan and Zhou Boxu were left in the room, staring at each other with big eyes.
Meng Jingfan took a deep breath and said: "This is the official residence. The subordinates are safe. Mr. Zhou can go back and rest."
"It doesn't matter, I'm not tired. Master Meng, start quickly and pretend I don't exist." Zhou Boxu dragged a chair to the corner and sat down, closing his eyes to rest.
Meng Jingfan glanced at him, then he sat down in front of the case with a sigh of relief and made plans for the construction based on the river embankment drawings.
With nothing to worry about, Yu Zheng returned to the house and asked Zhuiyun to find the secret guard and learn about Jiang Shu's movements.
Looking at Yu Zheng with a smile on his face, Zhufeng scratched his head and asked, "Does the master really not care about the construction of the river embankment?"
Zhufeng didn't understand. Yu Zheng always put political affairs first. Why was he so abnormal today?
Yu Zheng glanced at him and twitched the corners of his lips: "Meng Jingfan is the minister of the Ministry of Works. Building river embankments is his responsibility and expertise. I can't do anything except supervise the work. Is it important to take care of it?"
"He monopolizes power for the sake of taking credit, so if something goes wrong, he will bear the responsibility alone. Therefore, he will definitely be extra cautious and not dare to slack off in the slightest."
"Besides, isn't Mr. Zhou keeping an eye on him? Don't forget, we have other important things here."
"Master is wise." Zhufeng fell to the ground in admiration after hearing this.
The sky was getting dark, and Yu Zheng stood in front of the window and looked into the distance, hoping that Zhui Yun would return soon.
Protecting her safety is also one of the top priorities of his trip.
After seeing off shopkeeper Liu, Jiang Shu and Tan Yu returned to the inn for dinner.
Tan Yu puffed out her cheeks and asked while eating: "Master, are we still going to visit the silk shop tomorrow?"
Jiang Shu swallowed the food in his mouth and shook his head: "I heard that there is a Lingyin Temple in Lin'an Prefecture that is particularly efficacious. I want to pay my respects."
"Master, do you want to ask Buddha to bless you?" Tan Yu was blessed to the soul.
"Well, there are also mother and Jiang Ning. I hope they are all safe." Jiang Shu looked soft and smiled when he mentioned his family.
Her family was her weak spot and she would do anything for them.
Early the next morning, Jiang Shu and Tan Yu took a few guards and took a carriage to Lingyin Temple.
Lingyin Temple is located in the direction of West Lake. The way up the mountain is very lively. There are people riding horses and ox carts, and there are also people walking with incense and candles.
Some were talking in twos and threes, some were alone with sad faces, some had faces of greed and desire, and some had calm faces admiring the scenery along the way...
No matter what kind of person, when kneeling before the Buddha to pray, they are pious and respectful.
Everyone understands in their hearts that Buddha cannot bless all people in the world and cannot satisfy everyone's wishes.
But bowing before the Buddha can give people faith and hope, and can give people the strength to persevere when they are desperate and helpless. This is the true meaning of worshiping the Buddha.
The carriage drove to the mountain gate. Jiang Shu and Tan Yu got out of the car, carrying baskets filled with incense and candles, looking up at the long stone steps, preparing to go up.
However, they had not taken two steps. As soon as they reached the stone steps, they were hit hard by a thin young man who came out of nowhere and scattered incense candles all over the floor.
Tan Yu hurriedly helped Jiang Shu steady, her eyebrows raised and she was about to rebuke: "You..."
"Ouch, my legs hurt so much, please help me!" Tan Yu just spoke, and the boy who hit them was lying on the ground, holding his legs and crying loudly.
The master and servant were stunned for a moment, unable to understand the situation.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much..." The boy in tattered clothes and dirty clothes howled louder and louder.
Tan Yu's eyes widened in disbelief: "My boss, it was clear that he hit us just now. We are all fine, how can something happen to him?"
"So he is pretending, deliberately, and wants to blackmail us." Jiang Shu looked at the young man on the ground with calm eyes, thinking about how to deal with it.
Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, the young man did not dare to look at them, so he looked away and shouted.
"Come and see, I hurt someone and don't admit it, but it hurts me to death..." The young man acted very realistically.
Jiang Shu sneered in his heart, and when he was about to speak, someone came over.
It was a young and beautiful woman with a pregnant belly, walking slowly with the support of her maid.
"You're such a scoundrel, you dare to blackmail people in front of Lingyin Temple, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"
The beautiful woman seemed to know the boy, and her familiar tone contained helpless reproach.
When the young man saw her, he was stunned for a moment, and then said nonchalantly: "If Buddha is really spiritual, he should reward me with food, and should not let me starve to death."
After hearing this, the beautiful woman shook her head in pity and ordered her maid to bring him a bunch of copper coins.
"Get up, this money is enough for you to eat for a few days."
The young man took the money, stood up from the ground neatly, smiled and thanked the beautiful woman, and then quickly disappeared into the bushes nearby.
Jiang Shu and Tan Yu were stunned.
