Shen Mansion.
forecourt.
Old General Shen, who was over fifty years old, held the white piece with a smile. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he looked at the middle minister holding the black piece with a smile.
"Brother Zhao, it's better to admit defeat. You are destined not to win this game today."
Another middle-aged man, who also had gray hair, frowned and looked at the chessboard with a sad face. After hearing Shen Yi's words, he raised his head and glared at him.
"The chess game has not been played to the end, how can we easily determine the outcome?"
"Then Brother Zhao is better off."
Shen Yi's words were mixed with a little teasing, which made Zhao Jian's face turn red with anger, but Zhao Jian gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"
The two of them, Zhengdao, were in high spirits when a call came outside the door to break the confrontation.
Shen Yi and Zhao Jian looked at each other, quickly put down their chess pieces and stood up to go out to greet them.
outside the door.
Song Yuan got off the carriage after the announcement and took a few dozen steps back to Song Yuan's side.
Shen Yi hurriedly stepped out of the door and saw his youngest son being held by the god of plague. He quickly patted his sleeves and knelt down respectfully.
"I pay my respects to His Highness the Crown Prince. Your Highness is a thousand years old."
His eyes passed over the kneeling part of the Shen Mansion, and finally stopped on Zhao Jian: "Master Zhao is also in the Shen Mansion. It seems that he came alone at the wrong time."
As soon as Song Yuan opened his mouth, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.
Zhao Jian thought to himself that it was bad luck, but he still answered respectfully: "Wei Chen just passed by the Shen Mansion and exchanged greetings with General Shen, and was about to leave."
"oh."
Zhao Jian: "..."
Then what?
Zhao Jian pressed his forehead against the ground and waited silently for Song Yuan's next words, but Song Yuan's voice was not heard after several breaths passed.
He quietly raised his head and glanced at Song Yuan uneasily, swallowed his saliva and pondered Song Yuan's meaning, and said tentatively: "I will not disturb His Highness the Crown Prince, and will you please excuse me first?"
"Yes. Mr. Zhao, walk slowly."
It turns out that I really think he is getting in the way here.
Zhao Jian breathed a sigh of relief, quickly stood up and left with his clothes. When he reached the corner, he didn't forget to turn around and give General Shen a wishing look.
After the Central Minister left, Song Yuan took Shen Mochi to Shen Yi, bent down and helped Shen Yi up: "General Shen, please, I came here today just to ask the general for some advice."
"Your Highness is asking for advice. The old minister will definitely tell you everything he knows."
"Really?" Song Yuan took back his hand and said with a smile, "I feel relieved to be alone like this. It's not a big deal. I just want to ask the general, what is the crime for assassinating the crown prince?"
"Assassinate the crown prince?" Shen Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and the hand held by Song Yuan shook hard twice, "Assassinating the future emperor is naturally a serious crime against the Nine Clan. Who dares to attack the prince?"
What did he do to ask him such a thing? Could it be related to him?
Although he is not a princeling, he does not side with other princes. Logically speaking, he has never provoked this god of plague, right?
"It's not a big deal." The smile on Song Yuan's face deepened, and his eyes became colder, "It's just that the young master made a little joke with Gu today and asked a group of bandits to intercept Gu's carriage halfway."
"Your Highness, this must be a misunderstanding!" Shen Yi retorted without thinking, "How could a moron like Mo Chi assassinate His Highness? He must have been deceived by others."
He asked what the God of Plague was doing in Shen's Mansion, and whether it was serious or not.
"Gu naturally won't argue with the young master." With a snort, Song Yuan walked directly to the mansion without being greeted, "General, don't panic, this is not to find out the real fragrance, I will personally send the young master back to you. ?"
If she sent it back in person, would he still want to thank her?
"I wonder what your highness has to offer?" Shen Yi apologized.
"As this matter involves the Shen Mansion, the general should send someone to investigate the person behind it and give Gu an explanation. If the general finds it troublesome, Gu can ask the Supervision Department to investigate."
"..." Haha, who doesn't know that the Supervision Department is the most loyal dog of the prince. When the Supervision Department is asked to investigate, he still doesn't know what charges the prince will lay on the Shen family.
Although Shen Yi is a military commander, he is not stupid, otherwise he would not have remained neutral for so many years.
The prince must be confident if he dares to find the Shen Mansion today. Asking him to send people to investigate will give him time to think, and he also wants to see his attitude towards the prince.
Although he didn't know what stupid thing this kid Mo Chi had done, Shen Yi knew that he had no other choice now, either to prove his innocence and provide evidence, or to obey the prince's arrangements.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will send someone to investigate right now, and I will definitely give you an explanation." Subconsciously, Shen Yi still felt that Song Yuan's words were exaggerated and slanderous, and he could still get rid of Shen's house after investigating.
It's just that he will inevitably make this plague god unhappy when the time comes.
"Okay, I'll wait for your good news."
They have been foxes for thousands of years, and Song Yuan would not be so naive as to think that a few words could make General Shen obedient, but he was willing to give him a chance to struggle, and was happy to see him surrender to her willingly.
Unknowingly, I had reached the yard.
Song Yuan glanced down at the chessboard placed on the stone table, casually picked up a black stone and dropped it, then turned around and left: "Then I won't bother General Shen anymore."
"Eleven, let's go."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"...Your Highness, walk slowly." Get out of here quickly, it's really bad luck.
After leaving Shen's mansion, Eleven tightened the sword in his hand and asked with some worry: "Your Highness, can Shen Yi be obedient?"
"He has no choice between the Shen family and the East Palace."
"Your Highness is wise."
Song Yuan never gave Shen Yi a choice. If Shen Yi disobeyed, Song Yuan from the Shen Mansion would definitely get rid of him and he would never be lenient.
What Song Yuan was curious about from the beginning was not whether Shen Yi would stand in the East Palace, but what Shen Yi would do with Young Master Shen who had created such a big trap for him.
Sometimes, Song Yuan also likes to watch some fun to relieve his boredom.
Inside the mansion.
As soon as the prince left, Shen Yi rolled up his sleeves and slapped the young man on the butt.
Shen Mochi rubbed his butt, raised his head and looked at the old general blankly.
"113 He spanked me."
"Master Host, I saw it."
"He actually spanked me, I'm a god!"
113: "..."
Facing his youngest son's confused eyes, Shen Yi felt powerless, and the little anger in his heart completely disappeared.
"Mochi, did you really go to assassinate...intercept the prince's carriage?"
Shen Mochi: "..." Can I say no?
"Oh, forget it, dad will check it out himself." The old general shook his head and was about to turn around and leave, but his eyes widened when he saw the unfinished chessboard on the table.
When did that guy Lao Zhao fall into the trap? Not only did he solve his fatal situation, he actually had the potential to turn defeat into victory.
No, that old guy doesn't have such good chess skills.
Alas, it’s the prince!
Shen Yi remembered that Song Yuan had dropped a sunspot before he left, and couldn't help but get chills on his back.
It is said that the chessboard is unpredictable, just like the military and political affairs. The prince's strategy is truly worthy of her position as heir apparent.
If the emperor didn't like the prince, it would be a good idea to seek refuge with the prince.
It's a pity that your heart is unpredictable. Who can say for sure what will happen tomorrow?
Fortunately, Song Yuan did not allow the emperor to find an excuse to demote her as the crown prince in these years.
