freenovelworld Chapter 66 The real show has only just begun... A white lie~
Chapter 66 The real show has only just begun... A white lie~
As night fell, the Crown Prince's residence was brightly lit, but compared to the hustle and bustle of the day, the mansion was exceptionally quiet at this moment.
Inside Prince Pei Huai-ren's study, a lamp quietly cast a soft glow, illuminating the antique furniture and shelves full of classics and historical texts.
Outside the window, the moon hid behind the clouds, leaving only a few lonely stars, as if spying on the secrets inside the study.
Pei Huai-ren, dressed in a loose silk robe, sat at the tea table. His face appeared somewhat pale under the lamplight, but his eyes remained resolute.
Sitting opposite him was his confidant Zhao Shichang, dressed in official robes. Although it was night, he maintained the seriousness of officialdom, though a hint of calmness was revealed between his brows.
On the tea table, a set of exquisite porcelain exudes a faint warmth, and the rising steam swirls under the lamplight, like a dreamlike scene in a mist.
Pei Huai-ren personally poured tea for Zhao Shi-chang, his movements practiced and elegant, as if he were performing a ritual.
"Lord Zhao, you've had a hard time these past few days." Pei Huai-ren's deep voice broke the silence in the room.
Zhao Shichang bowed slightly and replied, "Your Highness is too kind. It is a subject's duty to share the burdens of the court. However... this case involves a wide range of issues, so we must proceed with caution."
His tone of voice gradually slowed down...
Pei Huai Ren sighed softly, "I know this matter is difficult for you, but the fact that the Sixth Prince is not dead is indeed not my intention."
However, he is very ambitious, and if he is not stopped, he may become difficult to control in the future.
As he spoke, he picked up the bamboo tea tongs, gently picked up some fragrant tea leaves, and carefully placed them into the teapot…
Zhao Shichang stared at his movements, remained silent for a long while, and then slowly spoke: "Your Highness, the Emperor has ordered General Li Jingyuan and me to jointly investigate this case."
If this matter is not handled properly, it could be detrimental to His Highness. Therefore, we must have a comprehensive plan.
At this moment, a sharp glint flashed in Crown Prince Pei Huai Ren's eyes, and he said in a low, hoarse voice:
"I understand! I've already made proper arrangements for that assassin, and it won't involve you or me; but what do you think of Li Jingyuan's situation?"
Zhao Shichang gripped the teacup tightly, pondered for a moment, and then cautiously spoke:
"General Li is loyal and upright, but he is not without weaknesses. He has a son who is an official in the capital, and a daughter-in-law who runs a shop in the capital."
As long as we can grasp this point, we can ensure he doesn't delve too deeply into the case.
As he spoke, a chilling calculating glint appeared in his previously icy eyes…
Upon hearing this, Pei Huai-ren's lips curled up slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face.
"it is good……"
Pei Huai-ren slowly raised the teacup in his hand, brought it to his lips, and took a small sip, a chilling smile playing on his lips.
"Lord Zhao, if you handle this matter well, you will naturally receive many benefits in the future!"
However, at that moment, he suddenly remembered something.
This afternoon, he received a letter from the Central Plains.
The letter mentioned that Pei Yunjing possessed a hidden weapon capable of killing without leaving a trace, and that the assassins had been defeated by this weapon...
This is extremely strange!
Pei Huai-ren frowned and fell into deep thought.
He had never heard of such a hidden weapon in Guangling, so where did Pei Yunjing get it from?
Could it be that Pei Yunjing is colluding with other countries? A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he thought this.
After a moment's thought, a dark undercurrent surged in Pei Huai-ren's eyes, and he coldly spoke:
"Blood Blade, investigate whether Pei Yunjing is colluding with the Mongol Kingdom?"
At that moment, the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed gently, followed by the sound of a blood-stained blade:
"Yes, Master!" Immediately afterwards, a figure vanished into the night like a ghost, as if it had never existed.
Pei Huai-ren gave a cold laugh, his eyes filled with cruel ruthlessness; the real show was just beginning…
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Fast forward to the present day, three days later...
The autumn sun shone brightly. At the corner outside Li Qiang's professional well-drilling company, Grandpa Fu and Nian Nian were sitting in a stretched Lincoln...
For the past two days, Grandpa Fu has been pondering what Niannian said repeatedly, and at the same time, he instructed Lao Liu to find suitable technicians to help complete this seemingly impossible task.
After some effort, Lao Liu finally found a professional well-drilling company called Li Qiang.
However, a serious problem arose: how could these modern technicians be persuaded to dig wells and excavate groundwater for the ancients without arousing their suspicion?
After all, there are huge differences in time and cognitive gaps between them.
Furthermore, even if a method could be found to send technicians to ancient times, whether they could actually be successfully transported to that distant era is still unknown...
Thinking of this, Old Master Fu couldn't help but gasp, sighing inwardly: he was almost sixty years old and should be enjoying his retirement, but he still had to worry about this.
With a hint of helplessness, Grandpa Fu raised his hand and gently pressed his temples on both sides, trying to relieve the throbbing pain.
But when he thought that all of this was for his beloved baby Niannian, he felt that all the hardship was worth it.
Suddenly, an inspiration flashed through Old Master Fu's mind like lightning. In an instant, his thoughts became clear, and he had a perfect explanation in mind.
Grandpa Fu leaned down slightly and whispered a few words into Niannian's ear.
Niannian, who was initially somewhat confused and bewildered, understood after hearing her grandfather's words;
Those big, watery eyes lit up instantly, twinkling like stars in the night sky, and her pink lips couldn't help but turn up, revealing a big smile.
Then, in her childish voice, Niannian said, "Grandpa, lying is a bad thing!"
Daddy said that a baby who lies is not a good baby...
Grandpa Fu smiled slightly, reached out and gently pinched Niannian's chubby, adorable little face, his tone full of affection as he said:
"Sweetie, this isn't a lie, it's called a white lie!"
After all, he's doing this for their own good; it would be terrible if they were scared crazy!
She let out a long "oh": "Oh~ a white lie!"
"Come on! Grandpa will take you to discuss business!" Grandpa Fu said, picking up Niannian and heading towards Li Qiang's well-drilling company...
I wonder what good thing Pei Yunjing will give Nian Nian this time? He tricked her out of an imperial seal last time, what will he trick her out of this time?
At this moment, the receptionist at Li Qiang's well-drilling company saw the visitors and came out to greet them politely:
"Welcome, sir. Would you like our well-drilling service?" [The Central Plains drought is a historical fact.]
This information is reprinted from Baidu.
Between 1637 and 1643, North China experienced five years of severe drought, leaving vast stretches of land parched. In some parts of Henan and Shaanxi, cannibalism was reported, a tragedy documented in historical records and local chronicles. A famine record stele from Jingdian Township, Neihuang County, Henan Province, details the situation in 1640:
"In spring, a fierce red wind blew, killing all the wheat. Every family ate wild vegetables and tree bark. The starving people had yellow, swollen faces, and half of them died. ... By June, there was no rain during the hottest days of summer, and drought and locusts devoured the crops, resulting in a complete crop failure. By the 24th of August, when the frost fell, the buckwheat harvest also failed. ... People fled and became thieves, swarming like bees and ants, and every family was victimized. The poor, starving to the extreme, would fight to cut off the flesh of the dead to fill their bellies, and even killed and ate living people..."