Since he met Gao Wuyong, Heshen has had a good relationship with him. When he met in private, he rarely saw him so serious when he followed him out of the flower hall, walking towards his study while guessing his purpose. Although his heart was pounding, he became more calm than before with the rich experience in the past two years. Although he was so serious, he endured it and did not ask any questions along the way.

Heshen's study was not far from his residence, in a quiet bamboo forest. It was already late in autumn, and the bamboo leaves turned yellow and fell, which was quite desolate. This is the Hefu restricted area. Except for Chunmei and other limited people to enter and exit, the outside is tight and loose inside. When approaching the study, it is quiet everywhere, with occasional birds singing, and there are no idle people.

There is a small pond in front of the study room, and there was an arch bridge above it. Gao Wuyong didn't enter the study room. Instead, he walked to the arch bridge and climbed up the steps. He reached the top before he stopped. He held the white marble railing with his hands and looked at the colorful swimming fish under the bridge and was silently stunning.

"Do you smoke?" After a moment of silence, Heshen took out the rolled cigarette and gave it to Gao Wuyong. Unexpectedly, he actually took it over. He was stunned for a moment before taking out the fire coals for him to light it. Seeing him taking a sip, he coughed violently and his face turned red. Heshen was surprised and forgot to light it for himself. He asked, "What happened? Why are you..." While saying that, he gently patted Gao Wuyong in the back of his heart.

After a long time, Gao Wuyong finally stopped coughing, but took another small mouthful of cigarette, slowly exhaled it, and said, "Master, I'm going to secretly establish a deposit!"

"What?" Heshen only felt a thunder sound in his ears, which shocked him and all the coals fell into the pond. "Master, Chunqiu, why did he suddenly scatter...?"

"A few days ago, the fifteenth prince fell seriously ill and almost died. The palace kept hiding it. Only a few people knew that it had not recovered yet... Last night, the master asked Master Qing to accompany him to the Imperial Garden to relax. When he came back, he was going to go to Shoukang Palace, but he didn't expect that he had just walked to Changchun Palace and suddenly fainted. Our servants who served were almost scared to death. He quickly rescued him. So the master was unconscious for a moment and woke up leisurely. At that time, Shoukang Palace stopped going and went straight back to the Yangxin Palace..."

"What does this have to do with the master's secret establishment of a reserve?" Heshen vaguely understood, but was confused when he thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but interrupt Gao Wuyong's question.

"Our family has been serving our master for decades. When his master secretly established Prince Duanhui, he wandered under the plaque of the 'Zhengda Guangming' written by Emperor Taizu Zhang of the Qianqing Palace for a long time. Later, the master went to the Qianqing Palace late at night before he secretly established Prince Daomin (the seventh prince Yongcong, the second son of Empress Xiaoxian, died young in the twelfth year of Qianlong and lived only twenty months) as the crown prince. Later, the master once believed that the fifteenth prince Yongqi would be the one who would win the great throne in the future and named him Prince Rong, and also went to the Qianqing Palace in the middle of the night..." Gao Wuyong paused here and looked at Heshen meaningfully. Heshen thought of the lightning and opened his eyes wide and asked, "Is it possible that Master Yongqi, who was the master last night..."

Nodded, Gao Wuyong said worriedly: "Yes... Since the fifteenth master died two years ago, the master has been really sad. He once revealed that he did not want to secretly establish the crown prince. At the end of the night last night, he actually went to the Qianqing Palace again, which is really confusing..."

"Do you suspect that the master wants to become the crown prince again? Who does the father-in-law think this time the master is interested in?"

"It's hard to say, the Eleventh Prince is smart and wise, talented, and at a young age, he is very independent in his work. The fifteenth Prince is introverted, solemn and kind, and is a kind person. His mother, Wei Jiazhuer, is the imperial concubine who is the head of the six palaces. She entered Jingren Palace a few years ago. Both of them have the possibility of inheriting the throne, and it depends on what the master thinks."

The eleventh prince Yongxian was born in the 17th year of Qianlong. He was two years younger than Heshen. He did not have much fame in history. Heshen did not pay much attention to him. He had been traveling back to the Qing Dynasty for almost three years, and he met Yongxian for a limited number of times. Now he suddenly heard that Gao Wuyong attached so much importance to him, and he couldn't help but look at him sideways.

"Thank you for telling me about such a secret matter in advance. It's just that Heshen is a little ignorant and knowledgeable person. He also wants to hear what his father-in-law has to offer advice. I hope he will give me advice."

Heshen bowed to Gao Wuyong sincerely, Gao Wuyong hurriedly supported him and said, "Shanbao is so serious. You and I will fall in love with you as a relative. In our hearts, we have always treated you as a relative and junior. Even if you take risks, you must let you know in advance. As for how to choose, our family cannot give you advice, and you have to choose it yourself. As for what is the words "slight talent and shallow knowledge and poor knowledge" that are used to fool others, who doesn't know that you are a little fox? On one side is a powerful but very dirty Concubine Ling, and on the other side is a eleventh prince who is not exposed but has infinite possibilities. You can't tell which one is more important than that?"

Although Gao Wuyong said that he did not give Heshen advice, he had actually given him a clear direction. This was the best choice that Heshen could think of - since he did not subvert the ambitions of the Qing court, he naturally had to choose a prince who was most beneficial to him to support him. This is a normal choice that every normal person would make. Although the icing on the cake is beautiful, it is far less affordable and gratifying than the timely help.

"Eunuch Xie's advice..." Heshen said, and asked again: "Does anyone else know about this?"

"You have been in the court for almost three years and you still don't know what's going on in the palace? Look, it won't take long to get this word out. This is also the reason why our family is eager to see you. Sometimes, the same thing, the timing of the same thing will be completely different, and you will know this principle even if we don't tell you."

Heshen said in his forehead: "My father-in-law is right, but how to get close to the Eleventh Prince is not a simple matter. Even if he doesn't leave any traces, he has to understand our intentions, and he has to hurry up..."

"This is what you need to consider. Our family has been out of the palace for a while. We can't stay for a long time, so we can take a step first!"

He sent Gao Wuyong out of the back door in person and watched him get off in the sedan chair. Heshen did not return to the mansion, but instead ordered Liu Quan, who was serving him, to invite Tang'er. He went to the stable to lead the horses, rode alone, and waited for Tang'er first to Fuheng's mansion.

After hearing Liu Quan's whisper, Tang'er said goodbye to the girls with a serious expression and returned home to find Heshen.

Watching Tang'er go away, Liu Quan'er's expression was complicated, frown and pondered for a long time, finally clenched her fists and said to the doorman Old Liu: "Miss Yindi has never been news. Grandma and the young master are anxious. We are slaves but we can't help much. I'm really ashamed... I'll go out to try my luck. If I can see Miss Yindi's news one day, it's better than staying at home and working in a hurry."

"It's said yes, go and go. If the masters ask, I will tell the truth and will never let the manager be loyal."

Liu Quan nodded, called the carriage, and went out without mentioning it.

Just after noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the autumn tiger was raging. The white smoke was blowing on the official road, and the weeping willows drooped beside the road. Occasionally, the wind blew, and the soldiers guarding the gate were not energetic. Standing in the cave at the city gate, they often made a small joke, just chatting to kill time.

After changing shifts, five or six short-dressed men led mules and drove a big cart. The soldiers came forward to investigate. When they opened the curtain, a smell of rotten smell came to their faces. The fumigated soldier frowned. Then he heard a man with a big nose say: "Mr. Jun. I've been paralyzed for a month after I suffered a stroke and had bedsores. I heard that Mr. Jiang in the city reborn Hua Tuo, so I came to find him... A little bit of a word, several military officials made a pot of wine and drank!"

A heavy string of copper coins was bought, and the sun was dazzling yellow under the sun. The soldier quietly put it in his arms, covering his nose with one hand and flashing with the other hand: "Go away quickly and leave quickly, the man is so angry!"

"Thank you, Jun, thank you, Jun!" Big nose hunched and thanked him repeatedly. With the men, he led the mule into the city, crossed Taiping Lake, Tianxian Temple, stopped at the entrance of a clinic in Toutai Hutong, carried a person from the car, and went straight into the clinic. No one stopped him along the way, and drove straight to the back hall.

Soon, a middle-aged man in his forties came slowly from the front wearing a green cloth robe. The men hurriedly knelt down and saluted, saying in unison: "I have seen the helm leader in the river, and the helm leader is lucky!"

"All get up," the tone of the helm of the helm, but for some reason, gave people a gloomy feeling, which was quite inconsistent with his compassionate face. "What kind of thing I brought this time? As last time, this helm is easy to talk about, and the elders...hum!"

The last cold snorted made the men feel like they were falling into an ice cellar, and they subconsciously shivered.

Gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, Rosacea stepped forward and said, "Last time, it was an accident. Who knew that a lady from a wealthy family had a secret conversation with a slave? This time, the subordinates of the man specially invited a stable lady to read it. It's an absolute virgin, and..." He said this, he lowered his voice and leaned into the ear of the Lord Jiang's ear and raked a few words. As he said, the Lord Jiang's face gradually changed color, and finally said, "I was in a mess last night. The infantry commander's yamen, the five-city military commander, and the yamen runners of the Shuntian Prefecture took turns to find people. I think this girl didn't lie... This is a hot potato... You did a good job, stay here first, let's follow the instructions and then make a reason. As for the credit, the Lord Jiang's face will naturally not erase you. Go first, be careful when leaving the city, don't show your flaws!"

"Xie Jiang's helm leader, my subordinates will take the blame first!" Rosacea let out a long sigh and led the other men out of the clinic.

The leader of Jiang's helm would not send them away. Before they could leave, he walked into the side room. He saw a character girl lying on the kang, with her eyes closed. If her chest had not been slightly undulating and smelling the rotten smell of her nose, he would have suspected that she had been dead for a long time.
Chapter completed!