This way, she could marry the man she admired and leave Jing Zhan as a capable right-hand man for the Gu family.
If Jing Zhan married Youyou, he would be tied to the Gu family's prosperity. For his own future, he would wholeheartedly assist the son.
Gu Tingjun felt ashamed, "I didn't mean it that way. I know sister means well for me."
"It's good that you know. Your father understands your thoughts. Sixth daughter is indeed a good child, but this is not the time for romantic entanglements. The Sage is currently relying on the Yu family father and son, but he is also quite wary. Let's wait until the Seventh Prince has quelled the Hanzhong rebellion. We must not offend the Sage in any way."
Gu Tingjun paused for a moment, "Yes!"
The weather, which had been slightly stuffy moments ago, suddenly turned windy. The curtains of the carriage window were blown up, and it looked like it was about to rain again.
A clatter of horse hooves, approaching from afar, interrupted Yu Mingyue's thoughts.
Yu Mingyue lifted the curtain and smiled as she saw Xie Jia Yan approaching, "I knew it was Brother Jia Yan."
Xie Jia Yan rode his horse slowly, "Hold on tight. There are too many people ahead, and the carriage won't be able to move easily."
Yu Mingyue peeked her head out and saw that the windows of the teahouse ahead were crowded with people, pointing at the sky and chattering.
Xie Jia Yan, on his horse, could see more clearly. He followed the direction everyone was pointing.
Several giant kites were gradually approaching. Hanging beneath the kites were… people. These were mechanical kites.
Could someone be taking advantage of the chaos to attack the capital?
As soon as Xie Jia Yan had this thought, he heard the people on the kites throwing down papers and shouting, "The tyrant is without virtue, he murdered his father and brother."
"The tyrant is without virtue, he murdered his father and brother."
The kites drew closer, and the voices became clearer.
The pedestrians, who had been rushing home due to the strong wind, stopped in their tracks.
The common folk were always interested in these royal secrets, and the perpetrators had clearly seized upon their curiosity.
The strong wind scattered the papers, and some of them, flying from the sky, slapped people in the face.
Those who were hit casually pulled them down, found writing on them, and shouted, "There's writing on it! There's writing!"
Someone who could read stepped forward, took a paper, and said, "This cannot be said, this cannot be said."
"Playing coy, what is there that cannot be said?" an old man said.
He had vaguely heard about the palace coup back then. He heard that the Eastern Palace had been a river of blood that night, the former Crown Prince had died, and even the maternal family of the former Crown Princess had been wiped out. It was tragic.
One person, bolder than the rest, took a flying paper. "My heavens, is this how the Sage really obtained his throne? Was the former Crown Prince wrongly accused and killed?"
A crowd of people began to discuss loudly in the street, pointing at the kites.
"Criticizing the monarch is a crime punishable by the extermination of one's clan. Everyone, disperse," Xie Jia Yan did not want to see these curious commoners die innocently.
Upon hearing "extermination of one's clan," the timid immediately dispersed, while the bolder ones continued to whisper as they left.
The Qianniu Guard in the city discovered the anomaly and quickly shot arrows, trying to bring down the kites.
Before they could shoot down the kites, a heavy rain began to fall, and the kites were washed down by the rain. However, the people beneath the kites were already lifeless.
It was clear that they were all trained assassins from their families. Once their mission was complete, they had committed suicide by poison.
What a clever scheme. This was the most prosperous street in Luoyang, and the people who came and went were not ordinary folk. A considerable number of them could read and write.
Using the east wind to create public opinion, if the Hanzhong army had succeeded in their ambush today, they would have been seen as righteous soldiers supporting the rightful ruler.
What a brilliant plan, Wang Ning Qing. Truly a brilliant calculation.
Another group of Qianniu Guard rushed over, "Quick, something has happened at the Imperial Academy!"