Chapter 6 — Crown Prince Concubine Sweet Mouth

Tieu Thua Canh writes very quickly, but when he puts down his pen, he is extremely steady. Furthermore, he does not like redundant words. If there is anything that can be clearly explained in three sentences, a fourth sentence will absolutely not be used. The command to mobilize troops in front of me is the same. Even the phrase "follow immediately" he often used was the same. I looked for a long time and finally understood:

“The fake has learned your highness's words, but has not learned your highness's bad habits.”

My father stopped by:

“What bad habit?”

"Too much like to worry. The actual orders given by your highness have never been this clean."

When reviewing chapters, Tieu Thua Canh often corrects the words. He thought carefully and made calculations before writing. But when it comes to military and refugees, he always has to add a sentence or two. Or correct the route, or add a sentence not to disturb the common people, sometimes even adding money used to care for wounded soldiers at the end. Every military order I have ever seen has traces of editing. Only this picture, from beginning to end, not a single word was edited. The impostor only worried about telling him to rebel, but forgot to let him be human.

"If His Highness really mobilizes troops, at the end of the letter he will also add a sentence not to disturb the common people, and to treat the wounded soldiers kindly. Even if he really wanted to rebel, perhaps he would not be willing to trample on a single bed of wheat belonging to the people."

In the old eyes of the ancestors, a look of joy immediately appeared, and at the same time attributed all the merits to the ancestors. I point to the signature part again:

"Furthermore, recently the old injury on your highness's right hand has recurred. When you write the last line in the word 'Canh', your hand will shake a little. This drawing does not exist."

My father excitedly patted the table:

“So it proves it's fake!”

“It can only be proven that this painting was not written recently.”

The Patriarch said:

"Someone long ago took the Crown Prince's old handwriting, simulated an order to mobilize troops, then waited for Hoai Chau to suffer a drought, using armor and food to create evidence of treason."

This is not a temporary intention, but a net that has been spread for a long time. My father's face, which had just brightened, fell again:

“But we still haven't found out who it is.”

The patriarch pushed the file towards him:

"Investigating the case is not for me to find the culprit for you. In your hands, you have the Penal Department, Dai Ly Pagoda and Ngu Su Dai. Think of ways to make them act."

"They usually don't like each other's eyes, so how can they listen to me?"

The patriarch smiled coldly:

“Isn't this what you're best at?”

My father was immediately stunned, raising his hand to stroke his chin. Patriarch looked at me again:

"I will return to the East Palace first. If the Crown Prince is truly innocent, his Highness will not just sit and wait for others to save him. I will tell His Highness to eat on time, then ask clearly where the old words on this letter could have been leaked from."

I nodded, stood up and prepared to go. At the door, the father suddenly called back:

“Bao Chau.”

I turned around.

“You remember the Crown Prince's habit of writing, isn't it because His Highness is beautiful?”

I naturally replied:

“Of course not. Your Highness's hands are also very beautiful.”

The patriarch took a deep breath and waved his hand to tell me to go away. ## 7 I climbed the wall back to the Eastern Palace. Tieu Thua Canh is burning things in the study room. A thick layer of ash had accumulated in the charcoal pot. He sat behind the firelight, his face pale pale, dark blue eye circles, still holding a stack of old letters in her hand. I rushed to grab the letters:

“What are you doing, Your Highness?”

"This is the dispatch between the Eastern Palace and the garrisons in various places over the past three years. If someone was able to forge the first one, then there might also be a second one. Keeping it will only cause disasters to continue to arise."

“So we have to finish watching it before burning it.”

Tieu Thua Canh looked at me, his eyebrows slowly furrowed:

“Where did she go?”

My dress is covered in wall dust, and in my hair is a leaf, I don't know which tree it came from. It really doesn't look like someone who is content to stay in the Eastern Palace. We take down the leaf:

“Go home and find your father to save His Highness.”

"Currently, the Eastern Palace is blocked. She left voluntarily, once someone else discovered her..."

“Then lock up all the concubines.”

I laughed and interrupted him:

"It's nice to be able to be with your highness. No matter what I do, I won't suffer any loss."

Tieu Thua Canh's face became even colder:

"Khuong Bao Chau, this is not a joke. Your father only blocked you, not involving the Khuong family. Now immediately pack your things and return, I will send someone to take you out of the palace."

Since we got married, he has rarely spoken to me in that tone. Even if I made cinnabar stick to his sleeve, or right in front of the courtiers, I praised him while he was discussing, at most he would only be helpless to call out my name. I placed the box of food brought from home firmly on the table:

“Your Highness wants to send me away?”

Tieu Thua Canh did not look at me:

“I want her to avoid disaster.”

"But husband and wife are originally birds of the same forest. When the disaster comes, each person will fly on their own. In the story, those who do that will not have a good ending."

“I don't need her to stay and die with me.”

“I also did not come to die.”

I walked up and gave him a kiss.

“My concubine has come to bring food to your highness.”

“She…”

Tieu Thua Canh's ears turned red, he even forgot to push me away. We open the food box and lay out hot porridge and small dishes one by one:

"The patriarch said, if your highness is innocent, then you can't just sit back and wait for others to save you. After eating, think carefully about any official documents with your old handwriting that were transmitted outside the Eastern Palace three years ago."

He still refused to move. I had to sit down opposite:

"Eighty thousand stone food, three thousand sets of armor, and a Second Prince must also be accompanied to dare to harm Your Highness. With such a large battle, it is enough to show that Your Highness's value is not low."

Tieu Thua Canh looked at me for a long time and said in a low voice:

“Can you still compliment me at this point?”

"At this time, I have to praise even more. When there is peace, just weaving flowers on brocade, the tongue is not worth much money. Now, giving coal in the snow, can show how precious my concubine's bravery is."