Chapter 84: Crooked Tricks
Su Peisheng first told Yinzhen about Honghui's expression when he drank "plum wine", which greatly pleased Yinzhen.

Seeing that his master was in a good mood, Su Peisheng handed over the note with both hands: "Princess Niu Hulu threatened to die, and handed a note to me."

Niuhulu? Yinzhen took it and unfolded it. There was not much content inside, only two lines of words.

Do you want to be an emperor? I can help you!

After reading it, Yinzhen brought the note closer to the candle and watched it turn into ashes with his own eyes: "Replace two female guards at the gate for Niuhulu to make sure this note is not seen by anyone along the way."

"Yes." Su Peisheng lowered his head, not daring to look at Yinzhen's expression. Just by listening to his voice, he knew that he was not as happy as before.

Yinzhen stared at the pinch of cigarette ash, thinking of the inappropriate behavior of Niuhuru in the past, and his heart was filled with doubts. Without finding out the clues, Yinzhen did not intend to meet Niuhuru.

The longer she is locked up, the more impatient she becomes, and the more clues she will reveal. That will be the time for me to seize her advantage.

She thought she could be led by the nose by just two specious words. It was a joke.

Do you want to be emperor?
At this moment, Yinzhen missed the "plum wine" he had just given away.

Before the Honghui horse riding incident, Yinzhen considered himself to be a good younger brother. He followed the prince's lead in everything and was as obedient to his second brother as possible without going against the emperor's wishes.

But the prince was still not satisfied. He wanted to bow down to him completely and become a model of how brothers and the crown prince should get along.

He did not allow Honghui to receive the emperor's love and care, and even secretly contributed to Yihuan's second pregnancy.

Yihuan, Honghui, and Liuliu, the prince has hurt them directly or indirectly. Yinzhen asked himself if he was a Bodhisattva in the temple and had no temper at all.

Among the older brothers, the Prince of Zhi is almost irreconcilable with the Crown Prince because of Concubine Hui, and they are already on the verge of incompatibility. The Prince of Cheng is a thief with a heart but no guts, and now he prefers to write books. This man is sinister and might shoot an arrow at any time, so we have to be on guard. As for the fifth brother, he is a real bystander who does not care about anything.

As for the rest of the brothers, the seventh brother was disabled and had left the political stage early, living a comfortable life behind closed doors every day. The eighth brother seemed to be attached to the Prince of Zhi, but in fact he was cunning and cunning, and might not always be inferior to others. As for the ninth and tenth brothers, they seemed to be attached to him, but once it came to the fight for the throne, it was hard to say how much these brothers could be trusted.

The position of the crown prince seemed to be as secure as a rock, but his brothers had been eyeing it covetously for a long time. Thinking of this, Yinzhen wrote a big word on the edict.

fight!
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In the study room, Hongqing is showing Honghui his preparations for venturing into the world.

"Look, this is the sleeve arrow I made myself." Hong Qing raised his arm excitedly and pointed to the shooting range. "As long as I press lightly, the dart will hit the bull's eye. How about that? I'm awesome, right?"

Honghui looked at the crooked arrow head and expressed doubts about the power of the arrow.

"And look at this, it's just a simple bamboo, right?" Hong Qing took out a thin bamboo from his arms, "Actually, there's smoke hidden inside it. I just need to blow it gently, and everyone here will fall down."

"Wait, wait." Not wanting to continue listening to Hong Qing's nonsense, Hong Hui stopped him and asked, "How did you get this smoke?"

"I bought it from a Taoist priest, I don't cheat anyone." Hong Qing gestured with a pained look, "This is just five taels of silver."

You must have met a liar, Honghui felt a little headache, you still want to make a living in the world.

"Have you really decided?" Honghui confirmed again.

Hong Qing patted his chest and said, "If I am not welcome here, I will go somewhere else. Rather than staying in the mansion and being disliked by my father, I might as well learn from Uncle Thirteen and venture into the world."

"Uncle Thirteen went to study, and they kept correspondence wherever they went." Honghui rolled his eyes.

"Forget it, do whatever you want." Honghui felt tired. "Well, we are brothers, but after today we may be separated and never see each other again. How about I go with you?"

Hongqing's eyes lit up: "This is what brothers do. How do we put it into practice?" "It's simple. I brought a pot of wine from home. Let's have a glass each." After Honghui finished speaking, he pulled Hongqing back to the room. Seeing that there was no one around and everyone was at the horse farm, he felt relieved.

Drinking from a large bowl of wine fits Hongqing's vision of the martial arts world, so he drank it all in one gulp without noticing Honghui's apologetic look.

In the second half of the riding and archery class, Hong Qing visited the toilet once every ten minutes. The riding and archery master initially thought that Hong Qing was being lazy, but when he saw that his face had turned pale, he immediately sent him to Concubine Rong's palace.

Rong Fei looked at her grandson with great distress: "Call the imperial physician, what's going on?"

The eunuch following Hongqing wanted to say that it might be Prince Honghui who drugged him, but Hongqing immediately stopped him and said, "Mamu, it was your grandson who ate something bad. Your grandson is unfilial."

"Stop talking, the imperial physician will be here soon, don't be afraid." Concubine Rong coaxed Hong Qing.

Because he had gone to the toilet several times, Hongqing's body was accidentally stained with some filth. Rong Fei asked the maid to change him into the clothes that the prince wore herself.

When Hongqing realized that something was wrong after the coat was pulled off, it was already too late.

"Hongqing, explain to me what are you wearing?" Rong Fei asked, pointing at Hongqing's clothes from neck to feet that were all necessary things for making a living in the martial arts world.

In addition to the sleeve arrows and smoke screens shown to Honghui, there were also ropes and chains, silver needles and hidden weapons, etc., which did not look like serious objects.

"Mamu, it's just for fun." Hongqing lied with his eyes open. Just then the imperial physician came and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The imperial physician felt the patient's pulse and immediately identified that the master had taken a large amount of croton powder, and immediately prescribed some pills to relieve the symptoms.

After sending the imperial physician away, Rong Fei looked at Hong Qing and his servants and said, "Take him away and beat him to death with sticks."

"Mam, what are you doing?" Hong Qing immediately retorted upon hearing this, regardless of his trembling legs.

"You don't tell me the truth. What's wrong with a servant taking the blame for the master's fault?"

"Mamu!" Hongqing waved his hand to signal the eunuch to leave quickly. He smiled and came close to Rong Fei. "It's Hongqing's fault. Mamu, don't be angry."

"Hongqing... Hongqing wants to emulate Uncle Thirteen."

"What do you mean?" Rong Fei didn't understand.

"Mom, mother and father quarrel all day long because of their grandson. My grandson is not as smart as Honghui, but they don't want to become the source of chaos in the family, so they want to go out and hide." Hongqing expressed his true thoughts.

Rong Fei finally understood. She looked at the mess on the ground and suddenly realized: "You want to sneak out of the capital?"

"You still didn't use enough croton seeds." Rong Fei was furious. She wanted to hit him with a ruler but couldn't bear to do it. "You must give up this idea completely, otherwise all the people who served you, including their families, will be buried with you."

Rong Fei threatened him first, and when she saw that he turned pale and was frightened, she continued, "Let me guess, this croton was planted by Honghui."

Hong Qing thought for a moment and nodded: "Brother Honghui has always disagreed with my idea, but today he suddenly wants to put it into practice for me. It turns out he is waiting here."

Rong Fei sighed: "I am doing this for your own good. You are not allowed to have any grudges against him, do you understand?"

Hong Qing was exhausted from diarrhea and had no energy to bother Hong Hui, so he could only nod.

Rong Fei arranged for Hong Qing to be settled. She said, "Tell Prince Cheng to come to my place tomorrow."

"If you don't come, you never have to come again!"