Xu Ke frowned worriedly. If what Jiang Pengji said was true, when could they leave Shangjing?
Did they have to wait until the Emperor passed away and the princes fought it out with Prince Changshou?
By that time, the world would have already been torn apart.
Jiang Pengji sneered as if she saw Xu Ke's worry.
"We don't have to wait that long. We just have to wait for an opportunity."
As long as Huijun got close to the Emperor and bewitched him, it would not be difficult for them to leave Shangjing.
"But …" Xu Ke was worried. He felt that things were not that simple.
Jiang Pengji said, "Do you think the princes and the ambitious Prince Changshou have the patience to wait for the Emperor to pass away?"
Xu Ke felt as if he was struck by lightning. Something exploded in his mind.
"Langjun, do you mean … to force the Emperor to abdicate?"
"I'm not sure. But looking at the short history of the Dongqing royal family, they have a history of murdering their parents and brothers. "
Jiang Pengji said sarcastically. Other than the founding Emperor, the other Dongqing emperors had taken the throne through shady means. The whole world knew about this scandal. The current Emperor seemed to be repeating the fate of his ancestors. His younger brother and son were eyeing him covetously.
The game depended on who could not wait to make a move first. The bird that sticks out gets shot. Whoever stood out first would be the target.
Compared to Xu Ke's impatience, Jiang Pengji was leisurely sitting on the fishing platform.
She suddenly thought of something and smiled coldly. "Haste makes waste. So what if I'm under house arrest in Shangjing? The Emperor doesn't have the guts to make things difficult for the aristocratic families. It's impossible to lock them up for life. We just need an opportunity to leave Shangjing safely. Before that, Xiaoyu, just treat it as a vacation in Shangjing. Don't worry … Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up. "
Xu Ke smiled bitterly. He felt at ease. "Langjun, I'll definitely accompany you to the end."
As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage fell into silence again. Jiang Pengji crossed her fingers and looked down. Her cold expression did not show any emotion.
After the carriage traveled for a while, she suddenly asked.
"Xiaoyu, under what circumstances do you think the Emperor will summon Prince Changshou to Shangjing?"
Xu Ke was stunned. He thought about the question and said firmly, "That's impossible."
"Why?" Jiang Pengji asked.
Xu Ke answered, "Everyone in the imperial court knows that Prince Changshou has formed cliques to pursue his own interests. Even if the Emperor is obsessed with beauties every day and neglects the affairs of the imperial court, he cherishes his life so much. How could he summon this ambitious wolf to the capital? If that's the case, wouldn't that be inviting a wolf into the house? "
"Yeah, I think so too."
Jiang Pengji nodded in agreement. She did not see any good points in the Emperor, but he had countless flaws.
Although the emperor was muddle-headed now, he could kill the former emperor and ascend the throne from King Gongshun of Hejian County. He couldn't be a complete idiot.
If he was sane, why would he summon Prince Changshou to the capital at such a critical time?
Xu Ke asked her, "Langjun, why do you suddenly ask?"
"I suddenly remembered what a friend told me before I left," Jiang Pengji said calmly.
After saying that, a figure that was tall and straight like a pine appeared in his mind.
Wei Ci was not someone who spoke without thinking. Since he asked her to guard against Prince Changshou accepting the edict and bringing troops into the capital, there must be a reason for it.
Xu Ke thought about it repeatedly and frowned. "If it's true, there might be three possibilities. First, the Emperor's favorite candidate is not one of his four sons, but the youngest son of the former emperor, Prince Changshou. But thinking about what happened in the past few years, the possibility of this guess is almost zero. Second, if something unforeseen happens in Shangjing, the 100,000 imperial guards will be useless, and the Emperor will have no choice but to summon Prince Changshou … "
However, the probability of the two possibilities that Xu Ke mentioned happening was too low. It was almost not within the scope of consideration.
"What's the third possibility?"
Xu Ke said, "Fake the Emperor's will."
Jiang Pengji's heart skipped a beat. "Fake the Emperor's will is indeed a way."
Shangjing was now a huge cage. Jiang Pengji's ears and eyes were sharp. She acutely noticed that the area where the high officials and nobles lived was filled with a large number of spies. These spies disguised themselves as manservants, maids, or merchants from all walks of life. They were watching them 24 hours a day.
When they were close to the mansion, Jiang Pengji glanced at Xu Ke and stopped him from speaking.
The two stepped on the bench and got off the carriage one after another. They returned to the mansion with their usual expressions.
At that moment, the audience in the streaming room also smelled something unusual. They kept asking questions.
Dora Aimeng: "Host, host, can't you leave Shangjing for now?"
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Host, they seem to be under house arrest. The Emperor of Dongqing is courting death as long as he is alive."
Toudu Feiqiu: "Eh, I bet 50 cents that according to the host's petty temper, she will definitely find a way to take revenge."
Most of the audience were ordinary onlookers. They had no problem watching the show, but when it came to such brain-burning things, their reactions were slower.
The audience in the streaming room seemed to have a kind of blind trust in Jiang Pengji. After following the streaming for a few years, they had never seen anyone who could really make Jiang Pengji suffer a loss. Even if there was, it was just a joke. The host was broad-minded and did not take it to heart.
Of course, there were many people who objected.
Zaiai Chili Diao: "Nonsense. Are you all crazy? The host has no scholarly honor now. Even if she has a powerful father, water from afar can't put out the fire at hand. If the emperor of a feudal dynasty wants to lay his hands on her, can she go to heaven? "
Shenshou Yangtuo: "Yes, I like this streaming room the most. I can always see hundreds of thousands of idiots praising an ordinary host."
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Hehe, I can see that there are indeed many experts in this streaming room. Who still remembers the host's skills? Even if she can't fly on roofs and vault over walls, at least she can leave Shangjing safely. " It was not a matter of whether she would leave or not, but when she would leave.
Jiang Pengji did not care about the bullet screens that were worrying about her or slandering her.
When it came to strength, it was all empty talk. Only when it was done would it be real.
Although it was "house arrest," apart from not being able to leave the city, there was no restriction on her personal freedom. In fact, she was quite happy.
After more than half a month, Jiang Pengji and Shangjing's chief patrol officer Huang Song "coincidentally" met a few times. After a while, they became friends. Feng Jue, a mischievous child, came along. The three of them often drank tea and watched dramas … The place where they drank tea and watched dramas was naturally not suitable for children.
Feng Jin, who knew about this, was speechless. "…"
She leaned against the table leisurely. A row of musicians was playing and singing in the corner of the room. The song was so sweet that it went straight to the heart.
Jiang Pengji peeled peanuts and stuffed them into her mouth one by one.
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