Chapter 278 Cannon Fodder Coach
After Zheng Pan left, Zhao Yushu wrote a letter to the academy, mainly explaining the two men's plan to alert the enemy after the wolf girl arrived, and that he had successfully infiltrated the outer circle of the prince's party and everything was in order.
Looking at his ugly handwriting, Zhao Yushu suddenly missed A Yao very much. The last time his third senior brother wrote to him, he mentioned that clever Ji Leng had returned to Dongdu. Now he rented a small house outside the academy with A Yao. He did odd jobs to make a living and pay for tuition, but he refused to accept help from the academy. This made Wei You a little confused.
However, Zhao Yushu understood that Ji Leng had been working and studying part-time in the academy before, but now he was leaving. A big part of the reason was that he felt a little resentful towards the academy, blaming them for not being able to rescue him.
Another small part of the reason is probably that Yun Gu deliberately sent Ji Leng away, so that he was unable to contribute anything when rescuing people in Dongdu.
Being self-reliant is a good thing. Zhao Yushu expressed his understanding and respect for their choice, and then expressed his doubts about the future stance of the academy.
The academy never takes sides, but the civil war in the Tang Dynasty is about to break out and the academy is deeply involved in it. It is impossible for it to stay out of it completely. At this time, even if the Tianji Pavilion does not take sides, Wen Jijiu has to take sides. Which side are they on?
It's definitely impossible for the prince to do that. Prince Fu? A certain prince? Southeast? Or the south?
Anyway, the academy can't provide more military help for the time being regarding Xijing's affairs. Zhao Yushu doesn't want to use his connections. Before the final action, the fewer people who know his identity, the less risk there will be. For now, it is enough to rely on himself and the wolf girl.
"I'm going to Mr. Chen's house tonight. If we're lucky, we can rescue our teacher before the crown prince ascends the throne."
Zhao Yushu changed his clothes and slung the long sword around his waist.
"Bad luck?"
"It's bad luck. Once the prince has secured his position, we have to wait for the rebels to enter Chang'an. We may have a chance to take action in the chaos. In short, the more nervous and anxious he is, the greater our chances. I'm leaving first."
Zhao Yushu walked out of the courtyard with the setting sun behind him, smiling and nodding to every passerby in the neighborhood. Amid their friendly or puzzled looks, he hailed a carriage and slowly drove towards the Chen Mansion.
Standing at the door was Zheng Pan.
"Thank you for waiting, Brother Zheng." Zhao Yushu got out of the car, bowed to Zheng Pan, and handed the long sword to the guard.
"I just arrived as well. I didn't expect Brother Bai to not carry a sword. It's rare to see a scholar carrying a sword."
"I came here from the Eastern Capital. The journey is long and I can't afford to hire a bodyguard. I can only take a long sword to give myself courage."
"Haha, Brother Bai is quite straightforward. Mr. Chen is already waiting. Please come in!"
Zhao Yushu followed Zheng Pan all the way to the study room. Zhao Yushu suddenly thought of something: "Brother Zheng, who was this Mr. Chen before?"
Zheng Pan was surprised: "Brother Bai, didn't you know this before?"
Zhao Yushu smiled and shook his head: "I came to Chang'an and wanted to find a place to communicate. Fang Zheng recommended this place."
You have all already gone to Fang Zheng to ask, and when you get a closer look at the information, you will know that what I said is right, it is very clean.
"Brother Bai is really lucky. Mr. Chen is the most generous to us scholars who have not yet graduated from the academy. Before him, he was a fourth-rank official."
Wow, a fourth-rank official who is in charge of gossip. No wonder the prince assigned him this job.
A fourth-rank official would be a local tyrant if he were in a local place, such as Lan Ling's father. But if he were in the capital, he would be everywhere, and he was also a civil official, with more fame than power.
"We are here, please wait a moment, Brother Bai."
Zheng Pan knocked on the door, went in first to report, and then waved for Zhao Yushu to come over.
"Jin Tang is here!"
Mr. Chen was very friendly and even addressed him in a familiar manner. Zhao Yushu hurriedly pretended to be flattered.
"Mr. Meng is so kind, I am very terrified."
"Hey, why are you so worried? I'm retired now, and you haven't come in yet. But our hearts are clear as day and night to share your worries. Come on, sit down!"
The old fox always speaks sweetly. Once he puts on the high hat of sharing your worries, he can be as shameless as he wants.
Zhao Yushu didn't want to waste time on empty politeness with them, and that didn't fit his straightforward and foolish personality, so he didn't even take a sip of tea and just bowed: "I don't know what I can do. I am not talented enough to charge into battle, but if someone wants to ruin national affairs, I have the courage to speak up for justice, and I am very brave!"
Mr. Chen and Zheng Pan were obviously confused by Lao Zhao's excessive honesty. This outsider was a little anxious.
"Ha, ha, ha, Jintang is so sincere, ha, ha, ha, ha, well, well, the Tang Dynasty needs talents like you, Zheng Pan, go talk to Jintang."
Zheng Pan responded with a "yes" and turned to Zhao Yushu: "Brother Bai, do you know that the eighth day of next month will be the day for His Majesty's coronation ceremony?"
Zhao Yushu nodded: "The notice is posted on the gate, I have read it."
Zheng Pan hummed, "Before ascending the throne, according to custom, your majesty must first go to the ancestral tomb to pay homage."
"This is only natural." Ascending the throne is no small matter, and it is impossible not to inform the ancestors in advance, and this worship must be extremely grand, even not smaller than the coronation scene.
Zheng Pan continued, "All civil and military officials and the four armies of the Northern Yamen will accompany you, and we have received news that some people want to harm your majesty at that time."
Zhao Yushu frowned immediately: "Is there anyone else who can seize the military power of the Northern Yamen?"
Zheng Pan shook his head: "That's not the case. The disadvantage I just mentioned does not refer to the use of weapons, but to use the opportunity of ancestor worship to confuse people with words."
Zhao Yushu understood that the opponents were people of one or several princes. In front of our ancestors, we cannot mobilize troops, and neither can you, the crown prince. You are the son of the late emperor, and so do we. We all have a lot of dirty tricks under our butts. If you are embarrassed by others when you offer sacrifices to your ancestors, then it will not be so easy for you to ascend the throne and become the emperor.
Zhao Yushu thought for a while and said: "Since we know who our opponent is, why not do it as soon as possible..." Then he raised his finger and gestured at his neck.
Zheng Pan was stunned, and so was Chen Yuanwai. Those were princes and a bunch of princes. Wasn't this young man a little too stunned?
It took Zheng Pan a long time to recover, but he still thought that Chen Yuanwai was mature and prudent. He quickly coughed and said, "Jin, Jintang, we are all, well, scholars, and we still have to convince others with reason."
Zhao Yushu said, "I'm sorry, I was a little impatient. I can't possibly scold these royal relatives in person. No, I can't say these things in person."
Zheng Pan finally recovered from the shock of being hacked at for no apparent reason: "The Prime Minister Di had foreseen all this long ago. In order not to damage the reputation of the court, he deliberately proposed to bring some young talents with him to the ancestral worship ceremony to see the majesty of the royal family. The number of people was set at twenty. Everyone agreed that we have ten people on our side. You met some of them a few days ago."
Zhao Yushu thought about the party that day: "I thought those people at the party were all."
Mr. Chen smiled and said, "How can some people who are waiting and watching expect to be able to follow the emperor? Moreover, there are many people like me who are old but not old at heart. There are so many people in Chang'an, and you talented people will naturally be the best of the best. When the time comes, Jintang, you will be our commander-in-chief."
Zhao Yushu also smiled and nodded vigorously. Commander? A disposable cannon fodder, right? But if he wasn't the commander, how could he get close to the prince?