Besides lying down, I also know a little about power struggles

Chapter 132 Good News and Bad News

Fang Tong was stunned for a moment: "Really?"

She raised her hand and placed it on the edge of the table. Her wide sleeves swept across the table, and the brush on the inkstone rolled out.

She didn't have time to pick up the pen, and asked again: "Is he okay?"

Ming He smiled lightly and asked instead of answering, "I can come here to look after the shop. Miss Fang, do you think His Highness is well?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in her words. She looked relaxed and certainly didn't look like she had received any bad news.

Fang Tong suppressed his excitement: "Everything is going well for him, right?"

Although she was 90% sure, she still felt uneasy.

Ming He smiled and stopped keeping the secret: "I don't know the details, but as Miss Fang said, everything is going well for His Highness."

Fang Tong felt relieved, and the half bucket of water hanging in his heart finally fell down, swaying on the lake of his heart.

She stood there silently for a moment, raised the corner of her mouth, looked down at the brush that fell on the ground, and squatted down to pick it up.

She put the brush back on the table, her face calm, "I'll go back and sort out the styles of these clothes, and send a new set of patterns to Shopkeeper Ming tomorrow."

She quickly put away her excitement and looked no different from when she came.

Ming He smiled and nodded, "Miss Fang, please do as you please."

She personally escorted Fang Tong to the door and asked someone to bring her carriage: "It's raining and the roads are slippery. Miss Fang, you should take my carriage back home."

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Fang Tong did not refuse. Instead, he thanked them and got into the carriage with Lu Tao.

The cloth shop manager stood at the door with Ming He, watching the carriage leave. He looked at the expression on Ming He's face and said with a smile, "Manager Ming seems very happy?"

Ming He said: "I am a businessman, of course I am happy to make money."

The manager smiled and said, "I just heard from Xiaoliu that Miss Fang has found a way to deal with the old materials in the warehouse?"

Ming He looked at the carriage going away in the rain and smiled slightly, "Yes, no matter whether that method works or not, you must be more respectful when you see her in the future."

"Don't worry, Manager Ming," the butler stroked his beard, "Not to mention that she is trying to find a solution for us, even if she is just an ordinary customer, we have no reason to neglect her."

Ming He's smile deepened, with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "She is not an ordinary guest."

The steward heard something behind her words and asked, "Manager Ming is familiar with Miss Fang. I wonder which family she belongs to?"

"Why are you asking about this?" Ming He laughed and scolded, "No matter which family she is from, if she can succeed in her business in the future, she will be one of our family members."

Fang Tong sat in the car, lifted the curtain and looked out the window for a while, then pulled out a list of things to buy for the new home from his sleeve and stared at the words on it in a daze.

The wheels rolled over the stone slabs and the axles made a creaking sound. It felt like a little person humming in Fang Tong's heart.

"Ah!" Lu Tao suddenly cried out, startling her, "Miss, you forgot to buy the cloth."

They went to the cloth shop to buy cloth for bed curtains and quilt covers, but when they met Ming He, they forgot about the main business.

Fang Tong pursed her lips and put the list back into her sleeve: "It's okay, I have to go there tomorrow, I can buy it tomorrow."

Lu Tao looked at her with a smile: "When the girl heard that His Highness had the news, her face looked much better than a few days ago."

She was young and usually liked to joke with Fang Tong. Fang Tong didn't take it seriously and just glanced at her with a smile: "Your Highness is safe, aren't you happy?" Lu Tao chuckled twice: "But I think the girl is the happiest."

Fang Tong finally felt a little embarrassed. She deliberately put on a stern face and said, "Nonsense. When we get back home later, you'll know who is the happiest."

The happiest person was of course Wei Baichuan.

Last time, Feng Twelve went south for inspection, and left him in the capital to cover up his tracks. This time, because the emperor did not issue an edict, he was not allowed to go with Feng Twelve.

As the commander of the guards, Wei Baichuan had complained more than once, but in Fang Tong's opinion, even if the emperor allowed Feng Twelve to bring his own guards, he would still keep Wei Baichuan.

For Feng Twelve, the royal palace in the capital is his base camp, and a reliable person must be placed here to guard it.

When Fang Tong returned home, this reliable person indeed provided her with more information.

"His Highness the Twelfth Prince successfully killed Sui Yongdao and pacified the Beihe Army," Wei Baichuan told Fang Tong, "but His Highness cannot come back for the time being."

"Why?" Fang Tong asked.

"Although the generals of the Beihe Army have surrendered on the surface, there are still some who have ulterior motives. Your Highness is worried that after he leaves, someone in the army will cause trouble again, so he asked the court to let Your Majesty appoint a new commander for the Beihe Army." Wei Baichuan said, "Your Highness can leave only after the new commander arrives in Luozhou."

Fang Tong heard that Feng Twelve was fine, and the last bit of worry in his heart disappeared. He nodded slightly and said, "This is the safest way. I just wonder when the court will send someone?"

Wei Baichuan shook his head: "The commander of an army involves the lives of tens of thousands of people. I'm afraid the court won't make a decision so quickly."

Fang Tong was a little disappointed, but she knew that this matter could not be rushed, so she didn't say anything more. She exchanged a few words with Wei Baichuan and went back to her room.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Xiaonian striding towards her from the corridor.

"Boss, the prince is injured."

"What?" Hearing this, Fang Tong stopped and heard Wei Baichuan ask, "Where did the prince get injured? Is it serious? Who did it?"

Xiao Nian said in a deep voice: "It seems to be... Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty?" Wei Baichuan was even more surprised, "Your Majesty hurt the prince?"

Not to mention that he was surprised, even Fang Tong couldn't believe his ears.

Everyone in Dazhao knew that the emperor trusted and favored the prince. The reason why Feng Yunxi was so hated by other princes was because the emperor was too partial to him.

The position of crown prince was given at will. If other princes had conflicts with Feng Yunxi, the emperor would not punish both of them equally. He would clearly side with this crown prince. Even when Prince Ping was assassinated in the enclosure last time, although the assassin's accusation against the crown prince was groundless, the emperor never said a word against Feng Yunxi from beginning to end. No wonder Prince Ping was so dissatisfied that he forced the emperor to abdicate.

Now that the matter of Prince Ping has been resolved and Sui Yongdao, who is far away in Luozhou, has been executed, the court should be peaceful. Why would the emperor suddenly hurt the prince?

"Do you know why His Majesty wants to do this?" Wei Baichuan asked Xiaonian.

Xiaonian hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that he was fine in the morning. Later, His Majesty received an urgent report from Luozhou and summoned the prince to the imperial study. Then, for some reason, His Majesty became furious. When the prince came out again, there was blood on his forehead. People in the palace dared not spread the news. This news was passed on by the prince's mansion."

Wei Baichuan frowned and thought for a moment: "Your Highness is not in the capital, so let the people in the mansion be careful in what they say and do during this period, and don't leave any handle for others."

"Boss, are you worried that His Majesty's anger has something to do with Your Highness?" Xiaonian asked.

"It's hard to say." Wei Baichuan's face was gloomy. "The Prince's Mansion would not pass on information for no reason. Unfortunately, the timing is not right. There are many spies around the Prince's Mansion, so it is not convenient for us to visit him."

"It would be great if I could meet the Crown Prince," Xiao Nian murmured, "This is neither here nor there, it makes me feel uneasy."

Fang Tong had been listening, and seeing the two men looking worried, he thought for a moment and said, "I'll go."