Chapter 815: Every Method Is Devised by People
At this moment, lying on the mattress, Yun Jiao couldn’t fall asleep.
She didn’t even know if her strategy had succeeded.
She purposely made herself look very beautiful, just hoping to give Wanyan Zhang and those soldiers some mental hints.
Whether they thought she was a ghost or a fairy, she hoped they would think in the direction of supernatural forces and entities, so maybe Wanyan Zhang would stop persistently searching for her.
On the mattress, Yun Jiao tossed and turned. She glanced at the clepsydra placed on the pharmacy counter, it was almost midnight. She quickly stopped her wild thoughts, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.
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Outside the Zhaoti Temple, the vendors gathered together complaining.
Now, a big pit had been dug outside the temple, and the entire Zhaoti Temple was surrounded by soldiers.
Originally, the temple had been closed for three days because the family of the Second Crown Prince wanted to pray for blessings. Now it is still closed, pilgrims and tourists don’t come this way, and the vendors’ business has become much worse, each one of them filled with complaints.
As the vendors were speaking one word at a time, suddenly a new vendor said, "It’s almost the twelfth lunar month, the most profitable time of the year, we can’t afford to delay."
"The Zhaoti Temple is sealed by the order of the Second Crown Prince; why don’t we all kneel before the Prince Mansion and plead, asking the Second Crown Prince to give us a way to survive."
A few vendors heard this and said, "Makes sense, let’s go right now!"
The new vendor added, "We should gather more people to go together. As the saying goes, the law doesn’t blame the multitude. With more people, our presence will be more significant, even if the Second Crown Prince doesn’t allow it, it won’t be easy to punish us."
"And, with more people, even if the Second Crown Prince doesn’t agree, maybe it will reach the royal ears."
Several vendors felt it was reasonable.
The vendor continued, "Why don’t we split up and invite people to gather at the city gate, then go together?"
These few people then decided to split up and persuade the vendors along the way.
The vendors were worried about the lack of business. Someone proposed such an idea and felt it made great sense. After a short while, dozens of people had gathered at the city gate, heading toward the Prince Mansion together.
Upon reaching the Prince Mansion, at the vendor’s suggestion, everyone quietly knelt at the entrance, neither shouting nor making a fuss.
The personal soldiers saw them kneeling respectfully, seemingly not causing trouble, and didn’t know whether to drive them away. They hurriedly reported to the steward.
This unusual scene also caught the attention of passersby, and by the time the mansion’s steward came out, many spectators had gathered outside.
The steward was about to instruct the personal soldiers to drive these people away when the vendors all kowtowed in unison, "We plead with the Prince to withdraw the soldiers surrounding the Zhaoti Temple. We haven’t had business for several days. If this continues, we won’t be able to feed our families. We beg for the Prince’s mercy!"
"We beg for the Prince’s mercy!"
The steward’s face fell as he turned and went back inside.
He could forcefully drive these vendors away, but after all, Huining wasn’t entirely under the Second Crown Prince’s control; there was still the Emperor above and an older Crown Prince who was always looking to catch the Second Crown Prince’s mistakes.
This matter could only be reported to the Prince for him to handle.
The steward waited outside Qinxin Garden for a while before a maid led him inside.
Upon entering, he saw Wanyan Zhang sitting on the bed’s edge, looking dispirited.
The steward quickly explained the situation. Wanyan Zhang closed his eyes; it had been three days since Yun Jiao disappeared, and there hadn’t been any news from the nearby cities in Huining.
These past few days, the soldiers hadn’t been idle. Near the Zhaoti Temple, the land had almost been turned over.
In his heart, he knew very well that he would never find her.
