Zhu Yi sat in his car and quietly waited for the news. As usual, he would not light the candles, but just put himself in darkness.
He likes this feeling. In his opinion, darkness is the safest place, and it can also cover up his inner sensitivity and timidity.
"Alang!"
Manager Cao's voice came from outside the window. Zhu Yi opened his eyes from his meditation. There was still darkness in front of him, but he still calmed down slightly and said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"Alang has a clever plan. Someone is really interested in that house." Manager Cao complimented.
Zhu Yi sneered in his heart, this Cao Chen is really hypocritical.
It was obviously him who told him that he had received an anonymous letter and that someone was plotting something in the house, perhaps a spy from the Northern Dynasty, but now it turned out to be his own clever plan.
To be honest, Zhu Yi didn't take this trick, but he had to admit that it was really useful to have Cao Chen by his side. He could always help him collect various information through other channels. Perhaps this dangerous Stewardship is also a double-edged sword for him!
Zhu Yi smiled and said: "It's not that I have any miraculous calculations, it's all due to you, Lao Cao. I will never forget your contribution."
"Alang is out of touch when he says that. The old slave is just a dog raised by Alang. He does things for Alang. That is the old slave's blessing."
"Haha... don't belittle yourself so much, Lao Cao, tell me the truth about the situation over there!"
"Alang, why don't you get out of the car and see for yourself?"
A trace of displeasure flashed through Zhu Yi's heart, but he still smiled and said: "Okay, let's come down and see the real situation."
Zhu Yi opened the car door and left the heavily curtained carriage. He felt dazzled by the firelight outside, and it took him a moment to get used to it.
At this time, his car was driving in the middle of an alley on the other side of the house, surrounded by hundreds of Right Guard soldiers who were protecting him, as well as two trusted generals riding tall horses.
"Alang, let me help you down." Manager Cao stretched out his hand with a smile on his face.
Zhu Yi waved his hand: "No, I'm not old at all, so I don't need anyone to help me." He squinted and looked up, "This fire is really not small. Did you light it yourself?"
Manager Cao laughed dryly: "No way, it was those Northern Dynasty spies who set the fire. My people are no match. In the end, I have to trouble Alang to help."
"Whatever was burned inside has nothing to do with the true nature." Zhu Yi took a few steps forward with his hands behind his hands, a look of emotion on his face.
"That's right, that's right." Manager Cao followed with a smile.
"Can this matter be over?" Zhu Yi suddenly turned his head and asked, squinting at Guanshi Cao.
"Alang can sit back and relax."
Zhu Yi stroked his beard and nodded. At this time, he heard the shouts of men and women. It was probably that the surrounding residents came out to put out the fire when they saw the fire, and they clashed with the surrounding officers and soldiers.
He heard a soldier shouting: "Get back home, come out again and kill your whole family!"
Zhu Yi frowned and waved to the general in front: "General Zhou, go and restrain your men. If the common people come to put out the fire, if you want to comfort them, just say that the officers and soldiers are doing their best to put out the fire. Don't bother the common people to help. They are at home. Watch your own fire!"
The general took the order and rode out to the next street to reprimand his subordinates.
"Alang is truly worthy of setting an example for an important minister, and he truly loves the people like a son." Manager Cao praised.
Zhu Yi smiled and shook his head. He was stroking his beard and was in a good mood.
From time to time, messengers reported news, and the news was developing in a good direction. Almost all the original guards inside were dead, and the spies from the Northern Dynasties who came to attack were like turtles in a jar, and most of them were killed or injured. These news made Zhu Yi's smile even brighter. .
But when the news came that the remaining troops of the trapped camp were holding on to a courtyard gate and confronting the left guards, the smile on Zhu Yi's face gradually faded.
"Trapped in the camp..." Zhu Yi frowned and looked at Manager Cao, "Why are they in this courtyard? How could I not know?"
"This villain is negligent in his duty. I originally thought there was no need to trouble A Lang to find out about this transfer." Steward Cao looked at Zhu Yi carefully and whispered, "That is the palace's arrangement."
"They don't know about you!" Zhu Yida said.
"I left them in the front yard for nursing purposes and did not let them go to the backyard. I also sent Niu Wu to monitor them. The news Niu Wu sent back was that they stayed in the front yard honestly and did not spy on them. Backyard intentions.”
"Then why did they fight with the Left Guards?"
Manager Cao suddenly realized: "Alang, I remembered that at night in the front yard, they once let a few thieves escape. I asked people to kill their leaders and a few troublemakers. I think they and those spies from the Northern Dynasties might be there." what is the relationship."
Zhu Yi didn't seem to be interested in these details. He coldly said to the messenger who was kneeling in front of him waiting for orders: "Tell General Cheng of the Left Guard Army to kill all the rebels without leaving any one behind!"
The messenger took the order and left. Zhu Yi looked at the dense night sky and took a deep breath. He was in a good mood at this time.
Let this house turn into scorched earth overnight! Let all the people inside be burned to death, and let all the dark secrets about this house disappear without a trace with the fire!
In the following half night, "good news" came one after another. Zhu Yi didn't care about the escape of some thieves. He just felt that the fire was not burning fast enough.
He secretly ordered a few cronies to lead people inside to set fire, just to erase all evidence of crime.
Around the fourth watch, the fire in the courtyard gradually subsided, and the place turned into a pile of scorched earth. Most of the troops were ordered to withdraw to their bases, leaving only a few troops to deal with the aftermath.
At this moment, a man pretending to be a big man galloped over on a black horse and stopped in front of Zhu Yi's carriage.
Cao Chen hurriedly took two steps forward: "What's going on at the dock? Is there anything gained?"
The tall man in fine clothing looked around and saw that there were still more than a hundred soldiers and several generals who had come back to pay orders. He did not dare to say anything and just knelt down.
Cao Chen was anxious at first: "We are not outsiders, what can't we say?"
That handsome man was Zhu Yi's henchman. There must be a reason why he didn't say anything.
But it was not easy to reject the people around him at this time. Zhu Yi just said: "Get up!"
The handsome man stood up immediately, bypassed Manager Cao and came directly to Zhu Yi, whispering a few words into Zhu Yi's ear.
Zhu Yi's body trembled suddenly. Just now he felt like he was above the blue clouds, but now he felt like he was falling straight into hell.
"Mr. Prime Minister, what should I do?" the handsome man asked softly.
At this moment, Zhu Yi was already filled with murderous intent. He looked at the handsome man in strong attire.
But the well-dressed man immediately shook his head: "Zhang Mingyuan and Zhao Shouzhong are His Majesty's people, we dare not deal with them rashly."
"What do they mean?" Zhu Yi asked.
"The two inner guards have not expressed their opinions. I don't know if they... recognize the young prince..."
Zhu Yi nodded, walked a few steps in place, and thought for a moment.
"Let him be locked up with the prisoners captured earlier, and then find an opportunity..."
Zhu Yi's eyes were sharp, and the big man in a strong suit understood immediately. He took two steps back, said goodbye, and then rode away.
Zhu Yi stood there and muttered to himself, no one knew what he was talking about.
