Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 467: From Dusk to Dawn
Some things can never be taken back once they are spoken. It's not that Xiao Zhao is stupid, he is just too immature. At the moment, the prince's mind is actually wavering. He can neither use his invincible skills to kill his brother before his father's body is cold, nor does he want his brother to brandish a sword in front of him.

He asked this question, and not only asked Xia Lin but also asked other people. In fact, he just wanted someone to give him a positive look and answer.

But these people, especially the bastard Xia Daosheng, are too slick, so slick that they are impeccable. But Xiao Zhao is different, Xiao Zhao... Xiao Zhao is immature.

The prince's current situation is actually very simple. He is in the stage of tossing a coin to make the final decision. Is he really undecided? In fact, no, he has already made a decision at the moment the coin is tossed. What he lacks is someone to help him stop the coin and tell him that it has been heads for nine consecutive times.

Xia Lin asked him to open the prize himself, but Jinlian said her arms were not long enough.

Xiao Zhao came up and said, "I'll do it!"

Late at night, Zhao Shiyuan suddenly sat up from the bed and slapped himself with all his strength: "I deserve to die!"

But it's too late to say anything now. He has to do this thing whether he wants to or not. What comes next is how he does it and how well he does it.

He couldn't sleep at this moment, and after scolding himself, he started to scold Xia Lin. He knew that Xia Lin must have his own ideas and he could definitely solve this contradiction perfectly, but he didn't give him any methods. Instead, he made himself carry such a heavy burden. Xia Daosheng deserved to die, all of them deserved to die. There are no good people in the imperial city, not even one!

Zhao Shiyuan was completely sleepless. He got up and strolled in the yard. Finally, he suddenly made up his mind, put on his clothes and ran straight to Zhang's house.

The Zhang Mansion is naturally Zhang Zhongchun’s Zhang.

He had no friends in the capital, and the only person he could talk to was Zhang Zhongchun. He knew that Zhang Zhongchun was a gentleman, and he had just replaced Xia Lin as the inspector of the Inspection Department, a full-time position. Zhao Shiyuan felt that Zhang could and should participate in this matter.

So when it was still dark, he went to Lao Zhang's house.

After hesitating at the door for a long time, he finally plucked up the courage to knock on Lao Zhang's door. Lao Zhang was sleeping like a pig at the moment. After being woken up, he opened the door with sleepy eyes. When he saw the person outside, he was stunned.

"Hmm? Isn't this Mr. Zhao? Please come in."

Lao Zhang welcomed him into the house, poured him some tea, and then said, "Please wait a moment. I'll go wash up."

After a while, Lao Zhang came out again. Zhao Shiyuan stood up to greet him. Lao Zhang waved his hand and said, "Please sit down."

"Zhang Chashishi, I..."

Old Zhang raised his hand and waved: "Mr. Zhao has come here at this moment, he must have some unspeakable secrets but no one to discuss with. I, Zhang, should thank Mr. Zhao for his kindness."

"Master Zhang, please don't address me in such a formal manner. I am still young. Master Zhang, please call me Shiyuan."

"Okay then." Lao Zhang smiled and picked up a few fruits and placed them in front of him: "Shiyuan must still be worried, don't panic, whether you say it or not, I will accompany you."

Zhao Shiyuan took a sip of tea and sighed deeply: "Master Zhang, I am immature... too immature."

"Haha, who didn't start out young? What happened? Was Shiyuan bullied by Xia Daosheng?"

This sentence made Zhao Shiyuan stunned on the spot: "Master Zhang...how did you know?"

"In terms of talent, learning and quick thinking, I dare not say that the whole world is better than you, but in the capital alone, there are few people who can stand beside Shiyuan. Those who can are all old and experienced, and they will not conflict with the young. Seeing you like this now, it must be that someone has given you a difficult problem. The two people who can give Shiyuan a difficult problem are His Highness and Xia Lin."

Zhao Shiyuan smiled helplessly: "Master Zhang really has a keen eye."

"If it's convenient, tell me about it."

Zhao Shiyuan pursed his lips, mentally prepared himself again, and then he said, "It is true that Xia Daosheng left me a dead end."

"Must die?"

"Yes, he will die." Zhao Shiyuan took a deep breath and told Lao Zhang about his own story.

Old Zhang raised his hand halfway through listening and said, "Shiyuan, if you believe me, continue. If you hesitate for even a moment, turn around and leave, and I will pretend that I have never seen you today."

"I believe it." Zhao Shiyuan nodded vigorously. "I don't have any friends in the capital. Your Highness doesn't want me to have friends either, so I haven't held any official position until now. But even so, you, Lord Zhang, remembered my small request. I knew that you, Lord Zhang, are a man of noble character and not like an ordinary person. You are a rare gentleman in the world. Even if I don't believe in the world, I believe in you, Lord Zhang."

"it is good."

Old Zhang stood up and took Zhao Shiyuan to the back hall. Old Zhang's house was very big, a standard fifth-grade mansion, allocated by the state. However, the three courtyards made him live like a haunted house, full of gloom and evil.

"Master Zhang, why...you are so desolate."

"There are no servants in the house, just an old woman who cooks. The place is big, but there are few people. Isn't it just like a haunted house?" Old Zhang blew the dust off the stone bench and said, "Don't be disgusted. Sit down. It's more peaceful when there are fewer people."

"Hmm... that makes sense. I'll continue then."

Zhao Shiyuan told the whole story, including that he had been the prince's aide for a long time and had given him many suggestions.

The most terrifying person here is Xia Daosheng, who has been fighting outside. He can even say Zhao Shiyuan's name without even opening his mouth. This incident directly left a psychological shadow on Zhao Shiyuan. He didn't even know how his matter was leaked, and the more important thing was that Xia Lin gave him a deadly trap as soon as he came back, that is, the second prince intended to rebel.

"Every failure makes you wiser. Next time, hold back on what you are about to say."

"I know it now, but what should I do in this difficult situation?"

Lao Zhang sat there scratching his chin: "It is indeed difficult. Whether you take action or not, it will be a dead end."

"Yes."

"Well, if that's the case, why don't you just walk towards death and live towards death?"

Zhao Shiyuan stood up quickly: "Please give me some advice, Master Zhang."

Old Zhang smacked his lips and said, "You either don't do anything or do it to the extreme. You have to let the Second Prince meet the Crown Prince, but you can't let the Second Prince meet the Crown Prince."

"Hmm?" Zhao Shiyuan frowned, "Master Zhang means..."

"I might as well be frank. For now, you have no choice but to carry the heads of the rebel leaders and pile them in front of the Crown Prince. After the Crown Prince sees clearly, he will burst into tears and cry while holding his brother's head. Then you don't have to worry about anything. And there is one more thing. You have to finish the work before dawn. The second prince's offspring..." Old Zhang paused here and said, "I can only stop here. I can't let your Highness stain his hands and tarnish his reputation."

But as a smart man, being able to say this is actually enough. Zhao Shiyuan quickly stood up and bowed to Lao Zhang: "After the matter is completed, I will come to thank you in person."

"You said Xia Daosheng had set a trap for you, but he clearly left you a way out. Can you guess why the fire in Zongzheng Temple only burned the Second Prince's lineage?"

"Huh? It's..."

"Hey!" Lao Zhang raised his hand: "It's God's will."

"Yes, yes, it is God's will! I understand, I understand everything. Thank you, Master Zhang."

"Thank you, Master Xia." Lao Zhang stood up and patted his shoulder: "If he wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be here today."

After Xiao Zhao left, Old Zhang sat there and started laughing. The young prince found an young aide, who might be smart but had too little experience. He was like the flowers grown in a greenhouse, which looked beautiful but would break if blown by the wind outside.

Looking back at Xia Daosheng, he started dealing with the villagers at the age of sixteen, and then walked along the way step by step. It seems that listening to his story, it is smooth sailing, but only he knows the twists and turns in it.

Even though the two are equal in intelligence, they are incomparable in resilience and experience.

No wonder Lao Zhang feels that those recently popular family feud novels that imitate the Dream of the Red Chamber have a petty air. Now think about it, if Jia Baoyu was Xia Lin, he wouldn't be panicked. What about Xiren and Daiyu? As long as Concubine Jia was not her blood sister, he would dare to touch Concubine Jia's big butt.

Of course, this was just Lao Zhang's weird guess. If we analyze the specific situation, if Xia Lin was a little more arrogant, he could have been the prime minister's father. As long as he was willing to ask, the prince would let him have sex with the crown princess, or the queen who was about to take the throne...

But Xiao Xia was still smart. After paving the way, he stepped back and became the prince's backer and the last bottom line of the Wei Dynasty.

This is what a truly smart person would do, at least that’s what Lao Zhang thinks.

At this moment, Xiao Zhao has actually regarded Lao Zhang as a guiding light in life. He is not even worried that Lao Zhang will cheat him or sell him out. He doesn't know why, maybe this is the clarity and innocence of fresh college graduates.

As for Xia Lin, who was being tricked, he was sitting in the yard doing carpentry work. He made a glider out of thin wooden boards and said that he would take his wife for a glider flight when the spring breeze blew.

"Master Xia."

The inspector outside the door suddenly put his big face close to the air opening of the low wall and said, "The raccoon has moved."

"Know it."

Xia Lin was gesturing to see if the wood was straight. When he heard the code, he looked up and asked, "How many?"

"More than eight hundred, probably tonight."

"Yes." Xia Lin nodded: "Don't alert the enemy. We must catch them in the trap."

"Understood. I will go and do my work now."

"Go ahead." Xia Lin raised his head and smacked his lips: "Come back."

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"Inform the Jingzhao Yin to conduct a strict inspection of all types of entertainment venues today. All brothels, restaurants, teahouses, and gambling houses are strictly inspected. They are absolutely not allowed to be opened privately during the period of mourning for the late emperor. Violators will be severely punished."

"Order!"

(End of this chapter)