In the study room of Prince Yi's mansion, Xiao Cheng held a medical book in his hand and was looking at it quietly.
"My Lord, Zhang Yuan has been found over there." Yan Wu came in quietly and reported in a low voice.
"Who is coming from Yanzhou this time?" Xiao Cheng put down the book in his hand.
"Back to my lord, it's Zhong Shaoqing, the chief criminal officer of Yanzhou." Yan Wu replied.
"It turns out he is from the Zhong family, no wonder." Xiao Cheng rarely showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"The Zhong family is indeed well-deserved. This case was investigated much faster than I expected. I thought it would take at least another year."
"Will the plan still proceed as originally planned?" Yan Wu asked.
Xiao Cheng pondered for a moment and said: "Stop the plan for a while and let them check it out slowly. If they progress too fast, at the appropriate time, some smoke will be released to interfere."
"We have to make the prince feel safe. In this way, he will continue to expand without restraint... The last blow must be the real last blow. We must ensure that one hit will hit. Let him never recover."
Xiao Cheng slowly clenched the book in his hand, as if he had everything under control, he was determined to win.
"Yes, I obey."
Yan Wu ducked out of the way, and the study became quiet again, as if no one had ever been there.
At this time, it was the lunch break in Mingshan Academy. Shen Zhuo and others were walking together in the small garden, chatting and playing.
"Jingyi, I heard that the Crown Princess is going to hold a plum appreciation poetry party next month?" Wen Mingyun asked.
Zhang Jingyi nodded, said nothing, and just walked with her head down.
"Jingyi, what happened to you today?" Shen Zhuo pulled Zhang Jingyi.
Today, Zhang Jingyi is extremely quiet. She has changed from her usual chattering and gossiping style. She is feeling lethargic and can't lift her spirits.
"My mother said she wanted to marry me." Zhang Jingyi kicked the pebbles in the garden with a depressed expression.
When everyone heard her words, they all stopped playing and didn't know what to say.
As good friends, they knew that Zhang Jingyi had a heart for the dashing young general, Wei Ziyuan. But as noble ladies, they know better that their marriages are based on "the words of the matchmaker and the orders of their parents," rather than what they think or don't want.
Shen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. She knew that the person chosen by the Zhang family for Zhang Jingyi was Wang Cailin, the youngest son of the Wang family, the Minister of War. Zhang Jingyi's tragic situation in her previous life emerged one by one in her mind, and her heart suddenly clenched into a ball, leaving her breathless. Twenty-two years old, Zhang Jingyi only lived to be twenty-two!
No, we can’t let what happened in the past life happen again! Shen Zhuo's mind was spinning rapidly, but Zhang Jingyi was not Shen Yao, and he couldn't reach the Zhang family with his hands.
In the cold weather of early winter, sweat broke out on Shen Zhuo's forehead.
"Which family did you choose?" Xiao Yushu broke the silence.
"Wang family." Zhang Jingyi said dullly.
"Is it the Wang family of Wang Conghu, the Minister of War?" Meng Qinglian asked.
Zhang Jingyi nodded, then continued to kick stones with her head down.
"Grand Master Guo is one of the leaders of the civil service and has countless disciples. His Royal Highness is a bit weak in military power, so it is indeed the best idea to marry him to the Ministry of War," Wen Mingyun said.
"Isn't General Wei also a military general? He also has tens of thousands of troops. What's more, the two families are old acquaintances when they were young. Wouldn't it be better to let Jingyi marry him?" Lu Waner asked confused.
When Zhang Jingyi met Wei Ziyuan, his father Zhang Zhouzhi was not yet the Minister of Rites, and was only the magistrate of Ganzhou in Mobei. He was promoted back to Kyoto three years later. The two families have known each other since childhood and have a good personal relationship.
"I said it, but my father didn't agree." As she said that, Zhang Jingyi kicked a stone away. Her eyes were slightly red, and a tear condensed in the corner of her eye.
Wen Mingyun sighed slightly and said: "There are three military camps in Mobei alone, each with no less than 500,000 people. General Wei has only 100,000 soldiers and horses, let alone Tiansheng's entire army. That force is There are as many as eight million...The few soldiers in the hands of General Wei are not enough for His Highness the Crown Prince to fill the gap between his teeth."
"What's more, General Wei is a close friend of the Fourth Prince."
"What's wrong with being friends with the fourth prince? Isn't it bad?" Lu Waner was even more puzzled.
Wen Mingyun hesitated and glanced at Lu Waner, but finally said nothing.
"Jingyi, don't be afraid, we will help you find a solution." Shen Zhuo put his arm around Zhang Jingyi's shoulders and whispered comfortingly. It not only reassures Zhang Jingyi, but also cheers up her panicked self.
"What else can be done?" Zhang Jingyi looked sad.
She had quarreled, had troubles, and had troubles at home...but in the end, it was of no use. Even her sister, who had loved her the most since she was a child, came back to persuade her to get married with peace of mind.
Zhang Jingyi knew that this was a political marriage, all for the sake of the prince, and related to the future glory of the entire family. So even if the other person is a cripple, a kidnapper, a lunatic, or a fool, she has to marry him.
Thinking of the despair, she couldn't help but feel sad, and her tears kept falling down, and she couldn't stop them no matter what.
"Hey~~~~Jingyi, you, don't cry. We are here, and we will find a way." Lu Waner hurriedly wiped Zhang Jingyi's tears.
"Why are you crying! If you don't want to marry Wei Ziyuan, I don't believe it. This thing can't be done!" Meng Qinglian stepped forward, pushed Lu Waner away, stretched out her hand, and wiped away all the tears on Zhang Jingyi's face three or five times. , she stared directly into Zhang Jingyi's eyes, "Jingyi, believe me, I will definitely make your wishes come true."
Zhang Jingyi looked at Meng Qinglian blankly with red eyes, then nodded like a fool.
"Okay, I believe it." Zhang Jingyi cried.
If Shen Zhuo remembers correctly, Zhang Jingyi will get engaged at the end of the year, and then her wedding will be held after her wedding. Counting from now on, it will only take about a year to complete the plan.
After his rebirth, his family and friends were all here, and Shen Zhuo's life was smooth and happy. She gradually thought that the unfortunate thing was still far away and would take a long time to happen. At this moment, she suddenly realized that time had been moving forward step by step.
There is not much time left for her.
