After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

Chapter 55

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delicacies

"Nan Xun, I'm very popular recently."

Su Yangjiao closed his eyes and leaned on his lap, remembering Qin Shao's serious look just now, suddenly the corners of his lips curled up, and he said with a smile.

"Oh, what do you say? Popularity? What is that?" Wei Nan found the jade hairpin on his bun, and gently pulled it out, allowing his long hair to spread out on his lap, and then raised the corners of his eyes in satisfaction asked.

"Popularity means that many people like me and want to follow me to do a great job."

Hearing this, Wei Nanxun sneered, and said, "Yes, yes, Ke'er is the most popular." He brushed and brushed Su Yangjia's long hair with his fingers, and then picked up a few strands and put them on the thin strands of his fingertips. Twisting carefully, he thought of the news reports he received from the hidden post today, stopped his fingers playing with his hair, and asked, "Jie'er, what gift are you preparing for the Qianqiu banquet?"

Hearing this, Su Yangjiao suddenly became interested, and raised his thin lips and said, "I made a bow for my father with the best Hei Tuomu from Jiangbei. Isn't this gift a surprise?"

However, Wei Nanxun frowned, lowered his head and asked, "Did you do it yourself?"

Su Yangjiao nodded proudly, his expression was like a child waiting to be praised, but after waiting for a long time, Wei Nanxun was concentrating on something.He raised his hand, tugged on Wei Nanxun's cuff, pouted his lips and asked, "Is this gift not good? Why don't you seem unhappy."

"There's nothing wrong with the congratulatory gift. Hei Tuomu is also a treasure, so there's nothing wrong with giving it to Emperor Jiang."

"Then why is your expression so serious?" Su Yangjiao opened his eyes wide and looked at him from the bottom up.

Wei Nanxun felt uneasy, his eyelashes twitched, "Where do you put the bow now?"

Asking like this, of course, is to confirm that the things are not in Huawu Mansion. At noon, Yin Chuan sent a secret report wrapped in cowhide, which mentioned a detail.

"Western Suburb Racecourse!"

"Jie'er, bring the bow back from the racecourse in the western suburbs tomorrow, and show me. Yin Chuan is a master at shooting bows. Let him untie the bow for you."

Wei Nanxun looked out of the carriage, his thoughts turned.

Qianqiu Banquet.

Wei Nan put on the black jade ring and groped carefully.

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Two hours ago, Yin Chuan flew down from the roof, jumped in through the window, and took out a small box made of paulownia wood from his sleeve.

Wei Nanxun took the box.

After opening the box, under the brocade cloth was a box of balm, but there was an inconspicuous opening hidden in an invisible place, as if it was formed naturally.

Wei Nanxun took off the silver hairpin, inserted the end of the hairpin into it and turned it around gently, only heard a "click", and a dark layer was exposed under the box.

He pulled out the dark layer and took out a small piece of paper sandwiched inside. The paper was densely covered with small characters, not much bigger than a bean.

Wei Nan took out Xun Jiangxiang ointment, and the small box returned to its original shape, but he couldn't read the small characters clearly, so he called Yin Chuan to read the letter to him.

The palm-sized paper included all the plans for the Qianqiu Banquet, from how to bring the weapons into the palace, how to cover up people's eyes and ears at the banquet, and finally how to assassinate Emperor Jiang.

Wei Nanxun frowned while listening, his face was cold, his fingers clenched the corner of the table, and he said word by word: "Didn't I say that the plan has changed? Why did you send someone into the palace? Who allowed you to act without authorization?" ? If there is no one to act as an internal response, no matter whether the assassination succeeds or not, this person will die!"

"Yunniang said that no matter whether it succeeds or not, she will kill herself by taking poison after stabbing the sword."

Yin Chuan was expressionless. He didn't understand why His Highness suddenly changed his plan. Didn't they plan for so long just to wait for this day?

"Nonsense!" Wei Nanxun's fat knots turned white. He looked at Yin Chuan coldly and said, "Do you think that if Yunniang dies alone, this matter will be settled? How do you deal with her in just half a month?" Family? How can we prevent people like Yang Liusong from confessing her? At that time, anyone who has anything to do with her will be tortured, how many days do you think people like Yang Liusong can survive?"

The original assassin of this plan was Wei Nanxun himself. He has the identity of the fourth prince's wife and can easily enter the palace for banquets. He is skilled in martial arts and has the ability to take advantage of chaos to protect himself or even escape.

Moreover, he has the status of Jing Guo's prince. Even if he is accidentally arrested, Jiang Guo will not kill him easily, so he has a chance to escape.

But once this person is replaced by any other person, he is afraid that he will die immediately.

Wei Nanxun clenched his fist and slammed the corner of the table hard.

Yin Chuan knelt down, grasped Wei Nanxun's palm, frowned, and said distressedly, "Your Highness! Why do you need to hurt yourself? It's good to think carefully about Yuniang assassinating for you."

Wei Nanxun squinted his eyes slightly, and pulled out his palm, "I always thought that you knew the general situation, Yuniang has been running Yangliusong for many years, and she can often give us some unexpected information.

But is such an assassination that has no chance of winning, going to destroy the hidden stake that we have worked so hard for many years?good thing?If it was really a good thing, why did I stop this plan in the first place? ! "

"You are for Su Yangjiao. You are not like the emperor who killed him. You are afraid of losing him. You have forgotten the purpose of coming to Jiangguo!" Yin Chuanteng stood up, shaking his head while stepping back. With tears in his eyes, he stubbornly refused to let the tears fall down.

Wei Nanxun's palm was raised high, but it never fell down.In the end, he couldn't make a move. He heard it in his ears and felt a sharp pain in his heart. For a while, he had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.

The two stood looking at each other in silence, as if their minds were spinning a thousand times, and they seemed to be thinking about nothing.

In the end, it was Wei Nanxun who spoke first: "Why are you crying? How old are you still crying? Go prepare the carriage."

Yin Chuan pursed his lips and wiped away the tears on his face. After all, he was still a 13-year-old child who was raised in the palace, so he had no other thoughts.

He rubbed his eyes before asking, "Where is Your Highness going?"

Wei Nanxun copied a moon-white thin cloak from behind, and looked out the window with deep eyes: "Yang Liusong."

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When Su Yangjie opened his eyes again, it was already the morning of the second day.

It was cloudy and rainy outside the window, and the sky was dark.

He only remembered that he fell asleep lying on someone's lap, and he really couldn't think of what happened after that.

Su Yangjiao touched the bed next to him, only to find that it was empty. He stood up abruptly, and looked around for other places in the room.

"Wei Nanxun?" He moved his feet to the side of the bed, as if he heard something in his ears, someone came from the window.

Ignoring other things, Su Yangjiao walked towards the door barefoot. He opened the door and whispered, "Wei Nanxun? Wei Zhizi? Is that you?"

"Your Highness, it's me." The person who came was not Wei Nanxun, but Wu Mo, and he walked over cautiously holding something in his hand.

With a somewhat disappointed expression on Su Yangjiao's face, he turned and walked into the room. Wu Mo also walked in, holding a small glazed cup on the table, and said with a smile: "Master, use some first." Moisturize your throat with Qionghua milk."

"Qinghua milk?" Su Yangjiao looked at the milky white thing, feeling a little incredulous.

This kind of thing has always been liked by people in southern Xinjiang. It tastes fresh and sweet, a bit like modern milk tea, but the transportation conditions in ancient times were poor, and milk products are extremely easy to spoil, so even a small sip of Qionghua milk is very rare.

What's more, it was such a big cup, Su Yangjiao smelled it, and the smell was very fresh, so he couldn't help asking: "Where did this thing come from?"

"It was rewarded by His Majesty. Originally, several princes had some, but His Highness the Second Prince and the Seventh Prince said they don't like sweets, so they sent them to our Huawu Mansion."

Wu Mo followed Su Yangjiao and sat in front of the bronze mirror. Wu Mo rolled up his black hair, tied his hair in a bun on the top of his head, opened a sandalwood box and asked Su Yangjiao, "Which hairpin will Your Highness wear today?"

Su Yangjiao thought about what he said just now that the second prince also sent his share of Qionghua milk to him, and suddenly felt a little joyful in his heart. After scanning the row of hairpins, he pointed to the magnolia hairpin, and said : "Just this one."

"Actually, the second brother still loves me."

"That's natural. The second prince has always sent all good things to our Huawu mansion. After all, you two are the children of the empress empress, so you must be closer than others." Wu Mo moved swiftly, While talking, he put Su Yangjiao's hair in a bun, and touched some cedar ointment.

He held the Qionghua milk in front of Su Yangjiao, and said: "Your Highness, drink it quickly, the servant girl put the rewarded Qionghua milk into the ice cellar, it should be stored for a period of time."

Su Yangjie took the glazed cup and drank it in one gulp.

This thing has a really good taste, with the aroma of viburnum and the sweetness of milk. After drinking it, it still has the fragrance of some tea.

No wonder it's so rare, it's really delicious.

Unknowingly, Su Yangjiao drank such a cup of Qionghua milk.

He looked at the rain outside the window again, and asked Wu Mo, "Where is Wei Nanxun?"

Wu Mo: "Madam went out before dawn, took Yin Chuan with her, and drove to the south of the city in a carriage."

"Going out before dawn? Can you explain the reason?" Su Yangjie guessed that it was almost time to go to the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, so he asked Wu Mo to change his clothes.

While putting on his coat, he ordered: "Go and call Song Yang, let him accompany me to be on duty today."

Since yesterday, Su Yangjiao noticed that Wei Nanxun's complexion was not very good, as if he was hiding something on his mind, he blamed him for not being up to date yesterday, and fell asleep before asking any questions.

I fell asleep when I slept, and slept until dawn.

For some reason, Su Yangjiao didn't sleep very well all along, but since Wei Nan found a place to live in the Wuchen Courtyard, he could sleep better and better. He often had no dreams until dawn.

When Song Yang's tall man bent over and stood in front of him, Su Yangjiao pondered for a while and asked, "Where did Nan Xun go?"

"Your Highness went to the southern suburbs, probably to meet someone."

Song Yang is not only tall, but also a big block.