Chapter 280: Chapter 252: Do You Still Want Him to Keep Going?
"He’s not going." Fu Zhen cast a sidelong glance at him. "He’s a regular at the Liang Family’s by now, today’s invitation is from your mother specifically for me, so why should he go?"
"He’s your husband, you two should act in harmony," Liang Xuan didn’t forget his mission, he had to seize every opportunity to help his fifth uncle!
Fu Zhen shot him a sharp look, placing one foot on the small stool below his bed. "Kid, what kind of spell did your fifth uncle cast on you to make you so loyal to him?"
"I’m willing to do it. Fifth Aunt, apart from being a bit scheming, digging a few pits, fooling people a bit, and being a bit fierce, my fifth uncle is actually a good person."
Fu Zhen snorted, "Judging by the way you talk, you must have spent plenty of time in tea houses."
So gossipy!
Those years Liang Chen wasn’t in the capital city, who on earth had he been hanging out with all day?
What he should know, he knew, and what he shouldn’t know, he also knew!
Fu Zhen didn’t bother to argue with him, called for someone to assist her with freshening up, then had someone send a message to Yang Tong, telling them to wake up the assassin they caught last night and wait for her arrival.
After Xu Yin reached the Zhe Family, the guards moved the assassin to the courtyard where Lu Chongyang was being housed. It was too late to rush over there, but that didn’t mean she forgot about it.
The captured assassin left by Xu Yin was already in hand, now it should be possible to pin murder and assassination on him, wouldn’t it? This matter wasn’t important to her, but it was important to Zhe Yu. After all, driving a wedge between people was always a win!
Honestly, Xu Yin’s approach was a bit confusing. You’d think he was targeting becoming a high-ranking power broker, but he was fixated on taking down Prince Rong’s Mansion.
Having in-laws like Prince Rong’s Mansion was indeed a nuisance, but this wasn’t the behavior expected from a pragmatic person.
Simply put, having a prince as a father-in-law is always better than not having one, right? They could support each other at the court. Who would dare underestimate the Xu family then?
Yet, he insisted on setting a fire in Prince Rong’s Mansion.
But if he wasn’t targeting to become a power broker, then why go through so much trouble, killing his fiancée, abandoning the Liang Family to climb the Prince Manor, for what exactly?
Judging by the clues from the dagger earlier, the key to the connection between Xu Yin and Prince Rong’s Mansion was that dagger. On the surface, it appeared he was driven to that point by circumstances.
But how could a man who professes lifelong devotion hide a heart ready to kill you and cling to power? How would he allow himself to be so easily compromised?
Especially in their recent confrontations, Xu Yin seemingly fell into a passive position, yet each time he managed to find a breakthrough, which left Fu Zhen feeling that this vile thief was still veiled.
However, that’s just her personal impression; who knows if it’s true?
Just as she was about to set out, as she got into the carriage, she froze at the driver’s seat.
Liang Xuan rested his hands resolutely on his knees, squinting at her, "Where’s Fifth Aunt headed? I’ll go with you."
Fu Zhen said, "Guard!"
"No need to call him; he went to buy lamb skewers for me."
Fu Zhen rolled her eyes.
Well, since he’s here, he’s here. Back in the day, Liang Ning always had tagalongs behind him, one more wouldn’t make a difference.
Before long, they arrived at the separate courtyard. Yang Tong was already prepared, waiting for them. The person tied up in the back courtyard had endured the night, their arrogance dulled, but their eyes still showed intense vigilance.
As soon as Fu Zhen walked in, his gaze fell upon her. It wasn’t until her face was illuminated in the light and shadow that he was suddenly startled, "It’s you?!"
Fu Zhen sat down, looked at him, and then immediately questioned Yang Tong, "Has he not taken poison?"
The assassin was dumbfounded.
"This shouldn’t be." Fu Zhen crossed her arms, "Your master is such a cautious person; losing such a loose end like you out here, how can he sleep at night? Reasonably speaking, if your mouth hasn’t been shut by now, you should be seeking death."
The assassin couldn’t respond.
Yang Tong stretched out his right palm, "Young Madam, you predicted accurately; this was picked from between his teeth."
Fu Zhen glanced at it and picked up a red bead the size of a mung bean, "What kind of poison is this? Did you let Doctor Lu see it?"
"Yes, it’s a very common oral poison."
A common poison, meaning its origins couldn’t be traced.
Fu Zhen further asked, "Was he interrogated last night?"
"He was interrogated once, but he didn’t confess."
"Then give him a taste of torture."
Fu Zhen motioned with her hand.
If he truly wasn’t afraid of death, he’d have smashed his head against the wall by now.
She was curious to see where Xu really found these guards.
As the room began the torture session, Liang Xuan, who had been peeking over the courtyard gate, spun around, waddling on his little chubby legs to the front yard. He grabbed a guard from the Pei family, saying, "Quick, notify Fifth Uncle to come here!"
The Pei Zhan guard was already wary of his antics and asked him, "Did the Young Madam say so?"
"Stop asking so many questions; just get him here already! This is his chance to shine!"
The guard feared being persuaded by him and thought it over, yet didn’t move, "The General went to the camp, and can’t leave easily."
Liang Xuan got anxious, "Your General’s been a bachelor for so many years; do you want him to stay single forever?"
This was too much for the guard to bear.
So be it if he was duped!
The General’s happiness was more important!
The guard bolted outside the gate.
Early in the morning, Pei Zhan arrived at the camp and, after routine affairs, called over Du Mingqian and Chi Li.
"I’ve got some family matters to handle lately, so I won’t be spending much time in the camp. You guys pay more attention."
Upon hearing about family matters, Chi Li pricked up his ears, "What happened between you and little... Fifth Sister-in-law?"
Since the wedding over a month ago, all he’d heard was that the two were causing quite a stir with Prince Rong’s Mansion. Fu Zhen was even more formidable; as soon as she got the title of General’s wife, she took down Yongping, the highest-ranking Commandery Princess of the dynasty!
Identity indeed is a valuable thing. No wonder she jumped straight into Pei Lao Wu’s pithead at the time. With that, not being General Pingxi wouldn’t have cut it!
Now everyone in the capital city knows that General Pingxi married a fierce woman; aristocratic families everywhere talk about it, even tea houses and wine shops haven’t missed this hot topic. The stories of Pei Zhan’s years of campaigns and Ning Pochi’s efforts to help the court provide food and funds for pacifying the northwest were once again being told!
Now, the title of General Pingxi’s wife was resounding, be it Fu Zhen or the Ning Family, even Wanbin Building had become renowned.
Chi Li, although very resentful that Pei Zhan married the noble aunt he idolized, realized that what’s done is done. And since Lao Wu more or less held true feelings, he hadn’t disturbed their newlywed life recently.
At this moment, hearing about Pei Zhan dealing with domestic affairs, he immediately became alert, wondering if Pei Lao Wu was overreaching, causing Fu Zhen to fall hard under his scheming?
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