What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 288 - 284: People from the Capital

"Agreed." Li Mu said.

With just a glance earlier, he roughly saw some of it.

Their letters are indeed effective.

Initially, there were many objections, but after the two Prime Ministers relaxed, everything fell into place.

Originally, they thought there would be a period of dispute, but unexpectedly, it went rather smoothly, even the personnel dispatching was faster than they anticipated.

"The Ministry of Industry, Ministry of War, General Construction, Imperial Censorate will all send people over." Li Mu said.

Tang Xiaobai hadn’t seen the latter part yet, but upon hearing this, he searched further back and saw a familiar name: "Why is it him?"

Among the main officials listed in the letter were the Minister of Ministry of Industry, the Extraordinary Minister of the Ministry of War, and a particularly special figure.

Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and Imperial Censor, Wang Jian.

When Wang Jian initially followed them to Liangzhou, his position was Chief of the Ministry of War, a small Ninth Grade official. After returning to the Capital City, she didn’t know if he got promoted.

Now it seems he should have been promoted to Chief of the Ministry.

Coming back to Fuyun Heap this time, there was originally nothing for the Ministry of Personnel; it’s likely he specially took on the title of Imperial Censor for this trip.

"Perhaps it’s Wang Maozhao’s intention." Li Mu said.

All parties would certainly send people over for this fortification project.

However, he did not expect Wang Maozhao would be willing to send his legitimate grandson here.

"Then we need to be cautious," Tang Xiaobai warned, "He might be here to investigate something!"

...

The court officials arrived on the first of February.

Tang Xiaobai only took a distant look when they were crossing the river.

The aristocratic descendants have their unique demeanor, and Tang Xiaobai saw Wang Jian at the forefront of the crowd at a glance.

Although his face wasn’t clear, his aura was indeed outstanding.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaobai suddenly remembered something.

Wang Jian... seemed to have proposed to her elder sister?

So... might he be an ally?

...

However, after Wang Jian arrived, he did not exhibit the characteristics of an ally.

In fact, just after settling down, he asked a question that made Tang Xiaobai’s hair stand on end: "It’s been more than a month since the court decided to negotiate peace with the Turkic people. How is the progress?"

This question, of course, wasn’t directed at her.

Instead, he specifically caught up with Li Mu after the welcome banquet on the night of his arrival to ask.

Tang Xiaobai did not attend this banquet and was not present. Upon hearing Li Mu mention it at this moment, she quickly asked, "And then? What did you say?"

"I ignored him." Li Mu said.

Tang Xiaobai was taken aback and thought carefully, and found this to be very typical of him.

He has never liked answering others’ questions, his demeanor is impossibly high.

"Did something get discovered over in the Capital City?" Tang Xiaobai asked with some worry.

Initially, she thought Wang Jian’s intention for this trip was to gather information on them, but she didn’t expect it to be about the peace talks.

"No worries," Li Mu was still indifferent, "Once the timber and stone are transported over, I will submit a memorial saying the peace talks have collapsed."

"What reason?"

"The Turkic people are feigning negotiations, actually stalling for time, intending to invade south again." As he spoke, Li Mu thought for a moment and asked, "Ashina Duoduo violated faith, attacked our main camp, causing many to perish amidst the chaos—"

Tang Xiaobai’s eyelids jumped: "Who perished?"

Li Mu thought about it earnestly, then shook his head: "If someone died from my camp, it would make me seem useless."

Tang Xiaobai: "???"

So, who are you planning to have die?

"As long as they stay put and don’t run around, no one will die for now." Li Mu said.

...

As unreliable as that sounded, someone even more unreliable appeared.

On the second morning at Fuyun Heap, while Wang Jian was out for a stroll, he seemed to casually ask the accompanying young officer about the location of the Turkic Yatai.

By noon, the information reached Li Mu’s table.

Tang Xiaobai was present and felt a great sense of frustration: "How did he end up with so much free time?"

Just after Little Ancestor had said, "As long as they don’t run around, they won’t die," Wang Jian appeared to deliberately want to run around.

"It’s currently spring plowing season, there’s no way to draw out laborers to build the city, construction can only start in mid to late March, the court officials arrived too early, leaving them with nothing to do." Gu Hui was also there, earnestly explaining "how he ended up with so much free time" to Tang Xiaobai.

After explaining, a trace of doubt flashed in Gu Hui’s eyes: "Wang Third Son doesn’t seem like someone who can’t hold back."

Tang Xiaobai felt a stirring in her heart.

How could those from well-known aristocratic families possibly be naive and guileless?

"If he’s doing it deliberately for us to see, why not talk to him directly?" Tang Xiaobai said, but didn’t hear the expected response.

She turned her face to look at Little Ancestor.

The moment her gaze touched Li Mu’s, he raised his eyes reflexively: "Alright!"

Tang Xiaobai: "..."

To indicate he heard her, Li Mu added: "I will talk to him."

Tang Xiaobai stifled a laugh: "About what?" His response was quite quick.

"About the purpose of his trip."

Tang Xiaobai couldn’t help but chuckle: "Are you tired?"

After Xiaozu’s arrow wound last time, although not taking to the field again personally, he remained hurried along the way, not getting proper rest.

Whenever she removed his mask to check his complexion, she always felt it lacked some color.

Li Mu shook his head, saying: "I’ve arranged all the court officials who came this time in the West Camp, so you should avoid going there, to avoid being recognized."

Tang Xiaobai nodded.

The people she brought live in the East Camp, which is far from the West Camp.

When Wang Jian and the others weren’t here, she also didn’t go to the West Camp, and didn’t plan to encounter them.

So far, she has always appeared in men’s clothing, not because of some secret importance, just because it’s better to avoid complications.

However, among these people, it’s probably only Wang Jian who could recognize her.

At this thought, Tang Xiaobai suddenly recalled what Qin Rong mentioned to her yesterday, so she asked Little Ancestor: "I heard from Sister Qin that among the people accompanying from the Ministry of War, there is a really good-looking young man—" The sentence was cut off as she saw Little Ancestor’s face visibly darken, and Tang Xiaobai’s tone involuntarily softened, "Do you know him?"

Qin Rong’s implication was that while glancing at the crowd, one person stood out, with an uncommon bearing, not appearing of ordinary origin, so she paid particular attention.

"I haven’t seen anyone particularly good-looking." Li Mu said calmly.

His words had just fallen when Qin Rong hurriedly lifted the curtain and entered, saying: "Hua Jian has been snatched away!"

Hua Jian was the girl who closely resembled Tang Xiaobai.

After running to Li Mu calling him brother last time, she was muted for seven days and sent back to Qin Rong, and had not appeared since.

If Qin Rong hadn’t occasionally mentioned her gradually "remembering" some things, like her own name, Tang Xiaobai would almost have forgotten her existence.

How did she suddenly get... snatched away?

Qin Rong wasn’t worried, in fact, she seemed quite intrigued: "I heard too, some kid from the West Camp sneaked over here, don’t know what he was snooping for, and upon seeing Hua Jian, started shouting to take her away—" Her gaze shifted to Tang Xiaobai, "That’s the very handsome young man I mentioned to you yesterday!"

Tang Xiaobai was dumbfounded.

"Can you guess what he was shouting while pulling Hua Jian away?" Qin Rong asked with a bright smile.