On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1881 Send You to the West

Huo Changhe thought that the man's movements were peculiar and not like the orthodox techniques that he was usually used to seeing.

Although he was in the army, every time he returned to Beijing, he was considered to be in the martial arts world. He also served as the leader of a large village and was familiar with the martial arts sects.

But the person just now was very rare.

"Forget it," Yan Ruyu said, "Although the person is dead, we still know some news."

She pointed to the pattern on the corpse in front of her and said, "First, search the entire city for people with this pattern."

This is all we can do right now.

Huo Changhe was about to go to the governor's mansion when Cui Chong arrived.

"Your Highness, Princess," Cui Chong bowed, "Zhang Guzhi of Changda Bank went to the governor's mansion to report the silver deposits in the bank. The governor is in Xicheng District and cannot spare time, so he ordered me to ask your Highness and Princess about this silver..."

Yan Ruyu smiled lightly: "Yes, it was this princess who asked Zhang Guzhi to go to the governor's mansion. The prince and this princess also know the origin of the silver."

"You can tell Governor Cao that this money is compensation from those people to Youcheng, so you can use it without worry."

"Let Zhang Dizhi take half."

"Yes."

Zhang Guzhi worked quickly and reported truthfully without dragging his feet or concealing anything. Yan Ruyu had a good impression of him.

Cui Chong was about to leave when Huo Changhe told him about his plan to check for patterns on people's bodies.

"We need to investigate this matter, but we can't do it openly. We need to find the person, but we also don't want to alarm other people."

Cui Chong thought for a moment and quickly came up with a plan: "Don't worry, Your Majesty. The governor is planning to recruit another group of craftsmen. We can start from here."

Now that there is a solution, Huo Changhe will no longer interfere too much.

"Once you find him, arrest him immediately and report back to me."

"Yes."

Cui Chong took the drawings drawn by Yan Ruyu and went back to do his job.

In just two or three days, under the pretext of recruiting craftsmen and conducting physical examinations to ensure they were in good health, they stripped and inspected more than a dozen people.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe conducted a surprise interrogation and found out that most of their tattoos were not real, just like Zhao Laosan's, and they were also forced to do the work.

However, they have not done anything yet and are just lying in wait to receive orders.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe guessed that this pattern should be a mark.

For ordinary people, they naturally just paint it with paint, and then choose some to make a real tattoo.

When there is a real need, ordinary people are just cannon fodder, like Zhao Laosan.

The ones that do have some effect are those with tattoos.

They are either good at carpentry or blacksmithing, in short, they have a skill.

After careful interrogation, Yan Ruyu found out that these people had not been employed yet and had not done anything evil.

After working for several days, I finally went through the entire city.

While Youcheng is busy, great changes are also taking place in the capital.

The weather in the northwest is getting hotter, and it is already scorching hot in the capital.

There was an ice basin in the hall, and a copper crane exhaled a wisp of fragrant mist from its mouth, but it still couldn't cover up the smell of medicine and the breath of a dying person.

The sixth prince, Prince Yong, was wearing a newly made robe and sitting beside the dragon bed.

The emperor's eyes were half open, his face was gray, his eye sockets were sunken, and there was no light in his eyes.

"Father," the Sixth Prince said softly with a smile, "I have married the Ninth Princess. Look at this dress. Does it look good?"

The emperor moved his lips and seemed to say something, but no one could hear clearly.

The Sixth Prince had no intention of getting closer to listen, and said to himself, "I didn't like the marriage you chose for me at first."

"At that time, it was the deposed crown prince who strongly recommended me. He also wanted to protect me from marrying a princess from an enemy country. Naturally, I would no longer have the hope of ascending to the supreme throne."

The emperor's eyelids twitched slightly. He knew, of course, that the prince had exactly the same thought at that time.

"But, then again, if he really has ambitions, a marriage or a woman can't hold him back."

The Sixth Prince had a gentle smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes, which made him look cold.

"Unfortunately, the deposed crown prince does not understand this principle. For example, although I am now married to the Ninth Princess, she has not become an obstacle to me, but a helper."

"As the most favored princess of Dacheng, as long as she is here, Dacheng will naturally be stabilized. The former enemy country will become a country of marriage, and the border will be stabilized for at least 20 years."

"You say, for such a good thing, should those civil officials be devoted to their son?"

"Of course," the Sixth Prince leaned forward slightly, "But, I know that you haven't made up your mind yet, so you haven't issued an edict to pass the throne to me."

"But don't worry, I'm ready."

The Sixth Prince stood up and walked to the table, picked up the bright yellow imperial edict, and returned to the bed.

"Look, I'm ready. All I have to do is stamp it with the seal."

The emperor looked at the edict he unfolded, his eyes widened and unclear words came out of his mouth.

"It's useless even if you disagree," the Sixth Prince said calmly, "Things have come to this point, and you don't have a more suitable candidate. If you choose the younger brothers, do you think they can grow up safely?"

"Father, I have always been soft-hearted and merciful. Please don't force me to kill my brothers."

"I also want to take them with me to escort you to the imperial mausoleum."

The emperor took a few deep breaths. The Sixth Prince looked at him with a cold gaze, completely different from his usual gentle appearance.

"Father, do you think that I am cruel?"

The emperor stared at him.

He looked back at the emperor and said softly, "How can your heart be as cruel as yours?"

"The former queen, second brother, they were your first wife and your legitimate son, didn't they all die because of your suspicion?"

"What kind of person is the deposed crown prince? Stupid, reckless, without talent, virtue or morality, is he worthy of being the crown prince? Can he be compared with my second brother?"

"Only if he dies, no, he must die without a corpse, in order to relieve the hatred in my heart."

The emperor stared at him intently: "The prince... is..."

"You want to ask, is he being plotted against by me?" The Sixth Prince raised his eyebrows. "Of course, otherwise why would I lie dormant for so many years and take medicine to pretend to be sick and weak?"

"Ever since my second brother and the late queen were murdered, I have been waiting for the day he dies."

"God has a vision and will not let me down."

The Sixth Prince laughed softly, "You are not without regrets. I will not be like him. I will manage the court well if it is handed over to me."

"I am not as good as you, elder brother, but I will try my best to learn from you and be a good ruler."

The emperor raised his hand and pointed at him with trembling fingertips: "You...poison..."

"Am I poisonous?" The Sixth Prince sighed, "I am more poisonous than you have ever seen."

He bent his head and whispered something in the emperor's ear. The emperor suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

The emperor was about to point his finger at him, but the Sixth Prince grabbed the emperor's finger and twisted it hard.

The emperor showed pain on his face, but the Sixth Prince kept smiling.

"Your son, send your father to heaven."