PFC Chapter 188 1 Thoughts of the Pass 1
Chapter 188 1 Thoughts of the Pass 1
(Either erupt in silence or become a monster in silence! The characters in this story are completely shattered, the world is collapsing! It's not friendly to the main characters, so please avoid it in advance!!!)
The sounds of horses' hooves and wheels rolling echoed in the air as a procession with fluttering banners slowly moved forward along the muddy, winding official road.
In the sixth year of Yongyou in Wu, Emperor An, Li Sun, led an army to seize the gold mines in Wunan. Emperor Wu, Yang Xingyuan, was ambitious and easily swayed by the words of the eunuchs. He personally led the army to meet the An army at Tianmen Pass. In the end, due to his lack of military knowledge, he was captured by Li Tongguang, the Marquis of Changqing of An.
Anguo's condition for releasing Emperor Wu back to his country was that Wuguo must send a prince as an envoy to welcome the emperor, carrying 100,000 taels of gold as ransom to Anguo.
The group before them was the envoy sent by the Kingdom of Wu to the Kingdom of An to welcome back the Emperor of Wu.
The delegation was led by several imposing military officers riding tall horses, followed by carriages laden with gold and elite soldiers responsible for protecting the delegation's safety.
At the center of the procession was the ceremonial carriage of Prince Yang Ying, the envoy who was welcoming the emperor.
Because the ceremonial carriages used for the procession had tall canopies that were open on all sides, people outside could clearly see what was inside the carriages.
The former Princess Ying, now His Highness Prince Li, was pale-faced, with his eyes closed. He sat swaying in the carriage, as if he might collapse at any moment.
At this moment, if anyone in the delegation glanced at the carriage, they would see His Highness Prince Li looking completely devoid of royal dignity.
When Lady Ming, who was traveling with him, saw this scene, she felt that His Highness Prince Li was extremely shameful.
He wanted to scold her, but he hesitated because of the guards around him. After thinking for a moment, he simply pulled out a thin silver needle from his sleeve and pierced Yang Ying's arm with the tip of the needle.
The silver needle pierced through her skin and flesh, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout her body, causing Yang Ying, who had been keeping her eyes tightly closed, to open them with a 'whoosh'. Her sharp, sword-like gaze fell on the hand that Lady Ming had not yet withdrawn.
Yang Ying immediately understood what was going on. She snorted coldly, snatched the silver needle that had not yet been put away, and then kicked the female historian Ming away hard.
The driver outside, unaware of what was happening, only felt someone bump into him and instinctively reached out to stop them, thus blocking Lady Ming against the carriage platform.
The Lady Ming was stunned by Yang Ying's kick and collapsed onto the carriage platform in a daze. Before she could come to her senses, Yang Ying came out from inside and kicked her hard again.
Upon seeing this, the coachman hurriedly stopped the carriage and jumped down.
Just as the coachman landed, Lady Ming was thrown from the carriage onto the ground with a thud. The impact felt as if her internal organs had shifted, and in an instant, she felt pain all over her body, crying out in agony, "Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much!"
The commotion was quite significant and quickly attracted the attention of the rest of the delegation.
Du Changshi, dressed in a bright red official robe, rushed over and was shocked to see Lady Ming lying on the ground groaning. Not knowing what had happened, he assumed that the coachman had driven poorly and caused the carriage to lurch around. He immediately scolded the coachman: "How did you drive? How did you let Lady Ming fall off the carriage? What if His Highness Prince Li is injured?"
The coachman, suddenly reprimanded by Chief Secretary Du, felt extremely wronged. Just as he was about to retort, he saw Chief Secretary Du turn around, bowing to Prince Li and asking, "Your Highness, are you well? Your Highness..."
"The lonely king's golden body is uneasy!"
Yang Ying stood on the platform with a gloomy face, glanced down at Chief Secretary Du, and interrupted him, pointing at the female historian Ming on the ground and cursing, "With this vile woman using silver needles to torture me, how can I possibly be at peace?"
"Ah?" Chief Secretary Du's expression changed instantly, and he subconsciously retorted, "Your Highness, is there some misunderstanding? Lady Ming is a lady-in-waiting personally appointed by Her Majesty the Empress. She is well-versed in the proper etiquette and manners. How could she dare to disrespect her superior and harm Your Highness's health?"
At this moment, Lady Ming, who was lying on the ground, also came to her senses, and her expression changed drastically.
Yang Ying is usually delicate and weak, and she only cries when something happens. I have pricked her with needles more than once or twice, so why is she reacting so strongly this time?
If Yang Ying were to confirm that he had committed the crime of torturing the prince, he would probably be crippled even if he didn't die.
It's true what they say, a barking dog is a dangerous thing!
Ming, the female historian, was indignant and secretly cursed Yang Ying, but on her face she looked as if she had suffered a great injustice.
"Chief Secretary Du, I was just trying to remind His Highness to pay attention to his posture. I gently nudged him; I didn't prick him with a needle at all!"
"Your Highness, is there some misunderstanding?" Chief Secretary Du looked at Yang Ying with a troubled expression, but he already understood.
This is probably true!
Everyone says he is rigid and inflexible.
In reality, as a seasoned veteran who had been navigating the officialdom for many years, he was adept at reading people and situations. His lack of tact was merely a protective shield; otherwise, how could he have remained safe and sound in the court for so many years?
After the mission had been traveling for several days, he knew that Yang Ying was terrified of Lady Ming and understood that she might have used some underhanded means. However, since Yang Ying hadn't said anything, he pretended not to know.
(Some readers have asked for a review of the novel "Cloud Feather's Viewing Style," but I haven't read any similar articles before, so I'll do some research first.)