Walking right into the trap?
There was nothing out of the ordinary in the room.
There were only a few large cabinets on the wall that were specifically used to store goods. On one of the cabinets, there was a candlestick.
A fallen candlestick!
Jing Rong walked over and whispered to her.
"It's a candlestick again!"
Just as he was about to reach for it, his hand froze.
His gaze fell on the clear fingerprints on the candlestick and …
At that moment, his brows furrowed unconsciously.
Coincidentally, Official Lin came in from the doorway. However, he didn't dare to disturb Jing Rong and only stood to the side.
He watched in silence.
He waited in silence.
Jing Rong glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. His gaze fell on his hands and sleeves.
The attendant's clothes should have been clean, but …
However, a corner of his sleeves was stained with dust.
It was obvious that it had been stained not long ago.
Jing Rong's eyes narrowed.
What did he understand?
"Official Lin."
"This lowly official is here."
"Has this room been empty for a long time?"
"Yes. Because the roof leaked, it was repaired many times. In the end, it was too lazy to repair it again, so it has been left empty."
"No wonder there's so much dust on the cabinets." Jing Rong pretended to understand.
Then …
He propped up the candlestick.
Just as he was being helped up, the hidden compartment suddenly closed up slowly.
It was like the closing of a subway door.
However, there was no sound.
It turned out that the mechanism wasn't in the iron-walled warehouse, but on the candlestick in the room next door.
Officer Lin revealed a shocked expression as he stared dumbfounded, "What … what's going on?"
Jing Rong's expression was cold. It was impossible to tell whether he was worried or shocked.
Then, he pushed the candlestick back down to its original position. Unexpectedly, when the small round lump on the edge of the candlestick was pressed against the wooden board, it actually sank slightly in the shape of a circle.
It was like a button.
The hidden compartment opened up again.
"This is the mechanism to open the hidden compartment."
He came to a conclusion!
"It seems that during the demolition process, the candlestick fell down due to the shaking and coincidentally triggered this mechanism. I finally understand why I couldn't find the secret passage when I entered the house. It turns out that the old man took away the candlestick used to activate the mechanism."
Only Jing Rong himself knew that the candlestick did not fall because of the shaking, but because someone deliberately fell.
"Lang Po."
"Your subordinate is here."
He tossed the candlestick to him, "This prince orders you to immediately sneak into the Si Residence. You must use this candlestick to open the mechanism inside."
"Yes."
High fighting spirit!
He immediately left with the candlestick that could activate the mechanism.
Official Lin was still in a daze. He stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, does this matter have anything to do with the Si family? Don't tell me the relief funds are … "
Before he could finish his words!
Jing Rong left the room.
Officer Lin was at a loss for words, and could only follow him out.
The corpses in the courtyard were covered in blood.
Recently, a lot of people had died!
Jing Rong tilted his head and looked coldly at Official Lin. He ordered, "Clean this place up. Don't let anyone know what happened tonight."
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
Jing Rong left with his men.
As soon as they left the relay station, Jing Rong called out, "Shi Ziran."
Shi Ziran appeared out of nowhere and stood obediently by Jing Rong's side.
"Your Highness?"
"How did it go?"
"It's just as Your Highness predicted. The relief funds have been sent out."
"Mm, everything … will proceed according to plan."
"Yes!"
… …
At the same time.
It was already very late.
Ji Yunshu sat in the courtyard, waiting for Jing Rong to return.
Qiao 'er came over and asked, "Teacher, it's already so late. You should rest early."
He shook his head.
"Then why don't we wait in the room?"
He shook his head.
At this time, Shi Ziran came over and said, "Teacher, His Highness has returned."
She quickly got up and went over.
In the main hall, Jing Rong sat there with a solemn expression.
Mo Ruo and Tang Si were also there.
Zuo Yao was also there, but he was bowing to the side.
After all, he was still a sinner.
"How is it?" Ji Yunshu asked.
Thus, Jing Rong told her everything that happened at the relay station.
"Zhao Huai?" Ji Yunshu was puzzled. "Why him?"
Is he related to the Si family?
"The hidden compartment is related to the relief funds and the Si family. He wanted to destroy the hidden compartment. It's obvious that he knew about the Si family's actions. He might even be one of them." Jing Rong said.
Ji Yunshu's beautiful eyes darkened. She seemed to have understood something.
Something … that had puzzled her for a long time.
She softly muttered a few words, "Gaoshan Gang, the trap? The Si family? Assassins? The Imperial Duke? "
Her voice was so soft that no one else could hear her.
Mo Ruo leaned half his body against a pillar in the hall, coldly listening to what happened at the relay station.
"When I asked this Zhao Huai, he said that he came to Yufu to visit an old friend. I didn't expect that old friend to be from the Si family. This whole thing is getting interesting."
His tone was leisurely.
Zuo Yao, who was beside him, hurriedly said, "Your Highness, since we already know who switched the relief funds, why don't this lowly official bring some men to the Si family and capture them?"
Volunteering!
Jing Rong glanced at him. "Lord Zuo, don't be anxious. There will be a need for you."
"Your Highness, what do you mean?"
"This Prince has already sent Lang Po to the Si family. As long as we can confirm that there are indeed hidden traps inside, it won't be a problem to capture them!"
Oh!
Zuo Yao nodded. "Yes, Your Highness is indeed thoughtful."
Jing Rong calmly looked outside, as if he was waiting for something.
The next day.
Lang Po still hadn't returned, but the person who came was a man.
"Your Highness, someone wants to see you," a guard reported.
The corner of Jing Rong's mouth twitched, and he faintly grunted.
The person didn't look like a servant from an ordinary family. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a well-trained soldier.
"Prince Rong, my Young Master invites you."
"Young Master Wen?"
"Yes."
What was supposed to come had indeed come.
He brushed his robe and walked to Mo Ruo's side.
He lowered his voice, "Promise me that you will take good care of Teacher Ji."
"Don't worry."
He glanced at Ji Yunshu and smiled gently. "I'll be back soon. It's time to settle the matter of the relief funds."
Ji Yunshu shook her head vigorously. "Aren't you walking right into a trap if you go like this?"
"Walking right into a trap? You're underestimating this Prince! "
"But …"
"Lang Po is this Prince's man. Even if someone wants to save him, it should be this Prince who saves him."
Resolute!
Ji Yunshu knew that she couldn't stop him, so she gradually loosened her grip on his wrist.
Her eyes were glistening with tears as she watched the man's disappearing figure.
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