Chapter 560: Chapter 511, Deciphering (Two in One Large Chapter)_3
Daohua frowned, “Baxian Restaurant is a location, right? Discussing the unrest in the Northern Frontier… Is this saying that the people under the Eighth Prince are planning to create chaos in the Northern Frontier?”
The moment she said that, Gu Jian ‘bang’ kicked over the medicine basket.
Daohua was startled, “Master, what’s wrong with you?”
Xiao Yeyang also looked over. He was very angry about what the Eighth Prince had done, but he hadn’t expected Master Gu’s reaction to be even more intense.
Granny Gu, who had stopped arranging flowers at some unknown point, looked at her brother whose face was ashen, then glanced at the two puzzled children and explained, “Xiaojian and I have both lived through the chaos of war. Just the thought of someone disregarding the safety of the border to deliberately create turmoil upsets me a lot, not to mention Xiaojian, even this old lady here is very angry.”
Seeing that Granny Gu’s complexion was off, Daohua hurriedly poured her a cup of tea, “Granny, Master, don’t be anxious. This message is from last year. Since it has already been intercepted, it certainly didn’t get spread.”
Turning her head to Xiao Yeyang, she asked uncertainly, “Xiao Yeyang, nothing happened at the Northern Frontier last year, right?”
Xiao Yeyang shook his head, “There shouldn’t have been. Otherwise, something so significant wouldn’t have escaped my uncle’s notice.”
Daohua breathed a sigh of relief and quickly consoled Granny Gu and Gu Jian, “So, Master, Granny, there’s no need for you two to be angry or worried anymore.”
Gu Jian had calmed down and knelt to pick up the scattered herbs.
Daohua and Xiao Yeyang quickly stepped forward to help. To lighten the mood, Daohua changed the subject, “Master, what made you think of giving us the Tao Te Ching?”
Gu Jian’s hand paused for a moment, and he glanced at his little apprentice, who was looking at him curiously, “… There’s only one book in my room. If not this one, which one should I give you?”
“Uh…”
Daohua awkwardly tugged at the corner of her mouth, finding herself at a loss for words and could only say dryly, “I just thought it was such a coincidence. I thought perhaps, Master, you knew the Eighth Prince?”
Gu Jian glanced at her again and scoffed, “You think it’s so easy to get to know the royal family members?” After saying that, he glanced at Xiao Yeyang squatting beside his apprentice, then at his sister sitting on the chair, and then at himself.
Alright, it seems there were quite a few relatives of the emperor around his little apprentice.
Last time, she even managed to tie up the emperor himself.
Daohua didn’t dare to ask any more questions and quickly gathered the herbs.
Seeing that others were helping with the herbs, Gu Jian didn’t bother to do it himself and stood up to sit next to Granny Gu.
The siblings exchanged a glance.
They didn’t know much about the Eighth Prince, but they knew the Late Emperor well.
The Late Emperor’s favorite book was the Tao Te Ching. As the Late Emperor’s most beloved son, the Eighth Prince would likely be influenced by him to some extent. They hadn’t expected it to be quite so true!
After the herbs had been gathered, Xiao Yeyang prepared to return to his room, “I must report today’s incident to the Emperor Uncle immediately,” he said, his expression grave. “Baxian Restaurant is one of the largest restaurants in Beijing, and many nobles and aristocratic families have shares in it. If that place is a stronghold for my Eighth Uncle, then the number of people involved could be vast.”
Daohua couldn’t care less about these matters, her focus was on merit, “Does breaking the Eighth Prince’s method of message transmission count as a meritorious deed?”
Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang smiled, “It does.”
Receiving a satisfactory response, Daohua was delighted but soon pouted, “Do you think the emperor will remember my contribution? Or will he think that as his subject, it’s only my duty to do these things?”
Xiao Yeyang responded, “Of course, he will remember. If he forgets, I will help remind him.”
Daohua shook her head and refused, “Let’s not. There’s a saying that being close to a ruler is like being close to a tiger. Don’t irritate him on my account.”
Overhearing their conversation, Gu Jian’s expression was somewhat wistful as he whispered to his sister, “Why do I feel like that girl is the Eighth Prince’s bane?”
Granny Gu glared at her brother with annoyance, “Obviously, Daohua is the emperor’s lucky star, isn’t that so?”
Gu Jian touched his nose and conceded, alright, he got the conversation wrong.
Xiao Yeyang went back to his room to write a letter, while Daohua went to the kitchen to cook dinner.
After dinner, just as Xiao Yeyang sent his letter away, Dongli and Caiju also sent messages back to Beijing.
However, there was a hiccup along the way. If Gu Jian hadn’t appeared in time, the two Hidden Guards might have had their identities exposed to Xiao Yeyang.
After bidding Xiao Yeyang back to his room, Gu Jian looked seriously at Caiju and Dongli, “I know you’re excellent Hidden Guards, but I must remind you again, don’t underestimate Daohua and the young master. If your identities are exposed, you know the consequences.”
Both hung their heads low. They hadn’t anticipated that the Little Prince would be so vigilant, considering they had even managed to deceive the Hidden Guards lurking in the shadows.
“Alright, go back to sleep,” Gu Jian said.
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