RPAGF Chapter 230 Feng Xin's 'Plan'
Chapter 230 Feng Xin's 'Plan'
After leaving Zhu Laoba's room, Lin Shu immediately instructed Chou Er: "We can move out now."
Ugly Second stepped back in response.
After Chou Er left, Lin Shu fell into deep thought alone.
If what Zhu Laoba said is true, then it seems that the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion is not a place where masters and servants are of one mind, which is very advantageous to them.
Moreover, Zhu Yao must have survived until now through organ transplantation from a living person. However, it's surprising that she even knows about blood matching. Her thinking is truly ahead of its time!
Thinking of this, Lin Shu suddenly remembered her extraordinary encounter, and her pupils immediately contracted.
Could this Zhu Yao be someone who shares a similar fate with me...?
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The southern capital city has been quite lively these past few days.
The reason was that during the sacrificial ceremony two days ago, the Imperial Preceptor Zhu Yao angered the gods, who unleashed a divine punishment of heavenly fire. The entire ceremony was completely burned to the ground by the heavenly fire, and Zhu Yao, who was closest to the fire, was nearly injured in the lungs by the rising flames...
With the deliberate manipulation of those with ulterior motives, rumors began to circulate among the people of the capital that Zhu Yao was being punished for committing heinous crimes...
In recent years, the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion has flourished, and the Witch Clan has risen in status accordingly. As a result, they have become increasingly disregardful of the common people, completely forgetting that their esteemed position was initially bestowed upon them by the people.
It's like eating from a bowl and then cursing your mother after putting it down!
Therefore, after this incident, Zhu Yao's reputation among the people plummeted!
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Imperial Prefecture.
When Zhu Yao woke up last night, she felt as if her internal organs had shifted, and she was in excruciating pain.
After taking the medicine, and hearing Zhu Ke's report on the rumors circulating outside, he became even more enraged:
"Divine punishment? Bullshit divine punishment! Foolish! It's clearly gunpowder! Gunpowder exists in this era! Why have I never heard of it before..."
The servants inside all bowed their heads, not daring to breathe, for fear of incurring the wrath of others.
Zhu Yao was so angry that she threw all the pillows and blankets off the bed, making a sound of gritting her teeth:
"Who on earth is it? Who would dare to harm me like this! Could it be Nangong Jin, or perhaps the Peerless Pavilion..."
Zhu Ke knelt obediently in front of the bed. Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of Zhu Yao's words, she understood one thing: the clan leader's actions this time were not an accident, but rather a scheme.
Just then, a maid walked in. Sensing the somewhat timid atmosphere in the room, she leaned close to Zhu Ke and whispered something in his ear.
Zhu Ke nodded and told the person to leave first. Only after Zhu Yao had vented her anger and her arrogance had subsided did she speak: "Clan leader, Feng Xin is outside requesting an audience."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yao remembered that there was someone named Feng Xin in her household. She had not received a reply since she sent a letter to Empress Fengming, which made her almost forget about this person.
Upon hearing this person's name, his anger flared even more, and his aged, high-pitched voice rang out from inside the house without any attempt to conceal it:
"Empress Fengming has abandoned her, yet she still has the nerve to show her face! Useless thing!..."
Feng Xin, standing outside, suddenly froze, her expression both awkward and terrifying, a half-smile on her face!
After a while, perhaps Zhu Ke said something to Zhu Yao, Zhu Yao then asked her to come out and take the person inside.
Zhu Ke forced a smile and said in a flat tone, "The clan leader just woke up, sorry to have kept the eldest princess waiting! Please, eldest princess!"
"It's nothing. The Imperial Preceptor should rest more after his injury. It's me who has disturbed you." As she spoke, Feng Xin forced a smile, but it looked very insincere. That bitch Zhu Ke was treating her like she was deaf and fooling her like she was a fool!
The two entered the house, each with their own thoughts.
Feng Xin first bowed to Zhu Yao before feigning concern and asking, "Is the Imperial Preceptor feeling any better?"
"What do you want? To laugh at me?" Zhu Yao was still angry, and when she heard the other party mention her injury, she became even more impatient to deal with him.
Feng Xin tried her best to suppress her displeasure, and her smile deepened: "Grand Preceptor, you are joking. I am here to help you, of course."
Zhu Yao frowned and looked over, asking, "What do you mean?"
"To be honest, the Imperial Advisor's accident this time was not some divine punishment, but man-made!" Feng Xin said with a proud look on her face, raising her head slightly.
Feng Xin originally thought that by revealing this and then keeping Zhu Yao in suspense, she could control Zhu Yao.
After waiting for a long time without hearing a word from the other party, he turned around and saw that they didn't seem surprised at all. He was annoyed. Did they already know? Impossible!
After thinking it over, she continued, still unconvinced, "This thing is a thunderbolt cannon made with gunpowder; it can blast mountains and shatter rocks, and its power is immense..."
This time, Zhu Yao stopped pretending and asked eagerly, "How did you find out?"
Feng Xin revealed a hint of pride, with an expression of honor: "This is of course because: this product is a creation of Feng Ming, developed by an outstanding woman from Feng Ming."
Lin Shu probably never imagined that she would receive such praise from this eldest princess in her lifetime!
"Is that woman named Lin Shu?" Zhu Yao's focus was entirely on the woman who was developing gunpowder, and her tone was very certain.
A flash of surprise crossed Feng Xin's eyes. How did Zhu Yao know?
"It seems so." Zhu Yao already knew the answer from the other party's eyes. The leader of Wushuang Pavilion is Lin Shu of Fengming, and now Fengming's gunpowder has appeared in Nanli, so it is not difficult to guess her.
But who exactly is Lin Shu? Could she also be a time traveler? The newspaper incident could be attributed to an accident, and the gunpowder development could be attributed to a coincidence in alchemy, but now even early landmines have been created...
Lin Shu! Lin Shu! Just one character difference—could it be her?
The thought sent a chill down Zhu Yao's spine! She quickly shook her head: "Impossible, impossible! She's dead, don't scare yourself!"
Feng Xin frowned as she looked at Zhu Yao's ever-changing expression, and interrupted, "Grand Preceptor? What are you thinking about?"
Zhu Yao sized up Feng Xin, who was full of scheming, and a plan immediately formed in her mind:
"Your Highness, you probably don't know this, but the Pavilion Master of the Peerless Pavilion is Lin Shu, Lin Shu from your Phoenix Cry Kingdom! What do you think her purpose is in coming to Nanli this time?"
Feng Xin's eyes widened suddenly, her heart filled with horror! What else could it be but to capture her and take her back!
Feng Xin asked somewhat nervously, "What does the Imperial Advisor mean by this?"
"Don't worry, I just want to cooperate with you," Zhu Yao reassured her, then added in a suggestive tone:
"Although Empress Fengming has abandoned you, Lin Shu probably doesn't know that. Why don't I use you as bait to lure her here alone? Will she come?"
"No way." Feng Xin refused without hesitation. Based on her limited understanding of Zhu Yao, using her as bait was far from simple.
"Does the Imperial Preceptor intend to use my hand, my foot, or some other part of my body as a token?"
Zhu Yao was surprised that the other party had guessed it, and her tone carried a hint of regret:
"If you're unwilling, then so be it. Let's call off the cooperation! Please leave."
Feng Xin knew that Zhu Yao's attitude was meant to provoke her. She refused to compromise, but was also unwilling to give up the cooperation. So, after thinking for a moment, she hesitantly spoke:
"Although I cannot act as bait, it does not mean there is no bait."
Zhu Yao looked at Feng Xin in confusion: "Who?"
Feng Xin's expression was somewhat complicated, but she finally blurted out, "The Regent's Crown Prince."
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