Huang Qicheng naturally understood this meaning, but in fact, he felt very anxious because of this. So a while ago, he unconsciously ran to Huang Yeqi’s palace and warned him. Huang Qicheng clearly looked down on this stupid sixth brother in his heart, but he still panicked unconsciously. Huang Qicheng thought about Huang Yeqi, and then he thought that he was getting close to Huang Fuwenzheng, but he achieved nothing, so he unconsciously squeezed his hands tightly.
“This method is pretty good…” Huang Qicheng hesitated. Although he was eager for quick success and instant benefits, he was still awake to his own interests. “But… if I used those people from Daqi, they would hate Nanchu so much now, so wouldn’t they turn the tables on the turn, right?”
“The Seventh Prince doesn’t have to worry about this.” Young Master Nan’s face showed an evil smile. “The Seventh Prince thought that the guards in Jinling City were not just watching the civil strife in the court without doing anything. At that time, the people of Daqi helped the Seventh Prince disrupt the court, but could they still run out? As long as they were in Jinling City, the Seventh Prince would always have a way to prevent them from getting out. The Seventh Prince just needs to take his own guards to the imperial study room, snatch the jade seal, and hold Gu Jianguo hostage. Everything will come naturally!”
Huang Qicheng felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and he tried his best to restrain the upside-down in his heart. Mr. Nan’s method sounded like Huang Qicheng, as if everything had been designed for him. He just needed to do it as he did. Just like the last time, the last time was a pure accident. He did not expect that Huang Zifu would have the next move, but this time, Huang Zifu didn’t have time to come back. She was already getting farther and farther away, and it was too late in time.
“Seventh Prince, what do you think?”
Huang Qicheng raised his bright eyes, the corners of his mouth gradually expanded, and his smile became bigger and bigger.
The red wooden door was tightly closed, and the antique room was filled with books. The smell of incense burner crumbs and the smell of books were mixed together, giving a feeling of comfort and soberness. Next to the table full of memorials, there were several people sitting, everyone looked serious and serious, and the atmosphere in the air was slightly condensed.
However, the reason for all this was not because everyone was talking about something serious, but because the expression of the person sitting in the middle, Gu Kaichen, was really scary. He sat straight, his face turned blue, and his lips were pursed tightly, as if something important had happened.
“Brother Gu, what do you want to say when you called us early in the morning?” Huang Moyu, who had been sitting aside and waiting for Gu Kaichen to speak, finally couldn’t help but ask.
After chanting for a moment, Gu Kaichen raised his faint eyes and said in a heavy voice: “Wait, there is still someone who has not come.”
At this moment, Zhao Ziyuan, Huang Moyu, Bai Qisheng and Huang Yunwen were sitting in the imperial study. The person Gu Kaichen was waiting for was the person he had always admired, Shen Subai. Huang Moyu frowned. He wanted to ask something more. Zhao Ziyuan gently pulled his sleeve and shook his head. Seeing this, Huang Moyu had to give up.