"Yuanlu, you are someone my mother trusts deeply. My mother adores me the most. Before leaving the capital, she mentioned that if anything arises, I can discuss it with you," the Heir of Prince Le said with a piercing gaze toward him. "Yuanlu, say whatever you want to say."
"Master, Ye Haoyang wanting to leave the palace is a good thing; we shouldnāt stop him," Yuanlu smiled and said. "Think about it, if heās no longer in the palace, it would just be you left here. Even if the Grand Emperor doesnāt want to appoint you, heād have no other choice."
Upon hearing this, the Heir of Prince Leās eyes lit up. "Youāre right, how did I not see this connection? If the palace is left with only me, Father must choose me."
But the next moment, his eyes darkened again. "But Yuanlu, what if he canāt get out of the palace?"
"Master, I have a plan. Would you like to hear it?"
"Quick, tell me!" Of course, he wanted to hear it. Right now, thereās nothing more important than chasing away that troublesome boy.
"If he wants to leave the palace, we can give him a little help," Yuanlu sneered. "Everyone here listens to the Grand Master, but there are many places he canāt fully oversee. For instance, the carts that go out daily to dispose of waste are often loosely checked. Thereās also the carts that deliver vegetables to the palace daily; these are places one can hide. Once outside the palace, we have people waiting. Before coming to Great Qi, the Princess Consort gave me two people. If weāre in a good mood, we can send him back to Great Zhou. If not, we can let him meet his end in Great Qi. What do you think?"
"Not bad, itās a great idea," the Heir of Prince Le smiled happily. "Yuanlu, you always have your ways. I find him extremely unsightly; getting him out of the palace would be best."
"Then, Master, you can go and tell him tomorrow. The sooner he leaves, the better, to avoid complications."
"Yes, yes, Iāll go talk to him tomorrow. Yuanlu, my mother has always been the best to me, from when I was small up to now. Once I become Emperor, Iāll bring her to Great Qi to enjoy life."
"You are the son of the Princess Consort; naturally, she treats you well."
Baohua Hall
Yangyang sat on a chair, hanging his head. These people are really crafty. Even when trying to escape through a dog hole, he was stopped. Itās really outrageous.
"Donāt be so upset, weāll think of another way."
"Old man, do you have any good ideas?" Yangyang propped his chin with his hand. "Sigh, if only my brother were here, heād definitely have a way."
"Psh, if it were your brother, he wouldnāt have been caught in the first place." The old man was right. Which kid would dare to take their subordinates and live on the hill behind a graveyard like Lele did?
"Donāt get anxious."
"Old man, how can I not be? If I donāt leave soon, once someone takes that position, I wonāt be able to leave even if I want to."
"Go to sleep first, let me think."
Seeing him like that, Yangyang figured the old man didnāt have any good ideas either. With a sigh, he got into bed to sleep.
He got up early in the morning to practice martial arts. Now with the old manās help, he could already skillfully control the internal energy in his body, making his training all the more intense.
But despite the bright morning, there were always annoying people who came uninvited.
"What are you here for again? Are you so free that you have nothing to do and come here every day?"
"I came to watch my brother practice martial arts." As if the previous events hadnāt happened, the Heir of Prince Le chuckled.
"Tsk, donāt call me brother. I have only one brother, and thatās not you," Yangyang rubbed his arm and turned away from him.
The Heir of Prince Le didnāt mind, following him inside the room.