Chapter 452 - 146 Shocking Encounter_2
Wen Ji received his orders and left.
After Wen Ji left, Lu Jiu stroked his beard and wondered aloud, "What does this Hai Tang have to do with Miss Jiang the Second? Even if one were to forcibly make a connection because Tongxiang is indeed near Xiangyang, and so is the Ye Family, but Zao Hua Village... there really doesn’t seem to be any relation."
Moreover, considering the name, Lu Jiu searched through his mind and didn’t recall ever hearing of it, suggesting it was likely a very small farm in a small town. And with Jiang Li making such a serious request, it certainly couldn’t be that simple. Come to think of it, it was the same last time in Tongxiang. Qiongzhi from the Cherish Flower Tower seemed to have no connection with Jiang Li either, yet it was through Qiongzhi’s message that Jiang Li learned about Xue Huaiyuan’s situation.
She always seems to know things that others don’t. So this Hai Tang, whom Jiang Li is concerned about, might also be related to something important.
"Once the person arrives, we’ll find out," Jih Heng said nonchalantly, then, as if recalling something, asked, "Has there been any movement from Prince Cheng’s side?"
"Recently, these days, he has been meeting with courtiers frequently, secret reports say they’re discussing some kind of conspiracy. But internally they’re divided into two factions, one advocates for a forced abdication while the other suggests a more gradual approach. For the moment, they are deadlocked."
"They won’t be at a standstill for long," Jih Heng chuckled lightly, "He isn’t that patient."
"If after the New Year, next year, or at most within another year, Prince Cheng takes action, would you intervene..." Lu Jiu asked. His question was somewhat vague; in fact, although he had been with Jih Heng for a long time, sometimes the schemes in Jih Heng’s mind and his next moves were blurry to Lu Jiu.
"No need, he won’t win," the young man said lazily, playing with a folding fan in his hand. As the fan opened and closed, the luxuriant peonies seemed to bloom in layers, casting an even deeper and starker hue on his face. He then smirked as if savoring the thought, "The young emperor has waited so many years just for that day."
"I too wait for that day," he gazed out of the window. Outside was the heavy ink-like darkness, and the sound of the wind howling could be heard, reflecting onto his amber eyes, which appeared as dark as the night, or perhaps it was his emotions that darkened within them.