[BL] After Transmigrating as a Cannon Fodder Crown Prince

Chapter 56

The bandits were all killed, but the bloody atmosphere in the Western Mountains had not yet dissipated. The carriage returning to the city passed through the muddy dirt road by the river and headed towards Jiangcheng.

Shen San drove a horse for His Highness the Crown Prince. He passed by the wild forest where blood was splattered, and saw people doing the aftermath work. Corpses were wrapped in straw mats, piled on carts and hauled back to the city. He couldn't help but sigh: " Your Highness, my subordinates have gone to investigate. Whether it is the garrison camp or the bandit suppression teams sent by various aristocratic families, almost half of them have been destroyed and their vitality has been severely damaged. This is all thanks to Jiang Xingsong's planning behind the scenes." 

Ning Xiuyun sat in the carriage. After polishing the bodhi seed, he couldn't help but hum softly when he heard his words: "The Jiang family has lost the chess piece Han Lin, and Jiang Chenghe is in prison again. Jiang Xingsong will naturally be eager to win back the victory. It won't work this time. Wait. I'll probably want to make up for it all when we meet later."

Shen San mocked: "Jiang Xingsong has a good idea. With the confession in hand, he can't argue at all. The Jiang family should just wait and admit defeat." Ning Xiuyun sent

Bodhi Blow off the dust on it and play with it in your hand, thinking that Jiang Xingsong might really be able to suppress the prince in the original book, and even make the original person, a not very smart person, turn against his confidant Pei Yan.

He shook his head, feeling that Shen San was still too dull.

If Ning Xiuyun really wanted to punish the Jiang family for the death penalty based solely on confessions and cards, he would not have let Shen San deliver the things to the Jiang family in the first place, but would have sent them directly to Fu Rushen and imprisoned the Jiang family collectively.

Those who are willing take the bait, Jiang Xingsong is forced to have no choice but to reveal the Jiang family's deepest hidden card.

He was leaning against the window and could vaguely hear Fu Jing's "babble" voice in the big carriage behind him, which was like singing in an opera.

In fact, the man was injured by the jolt of the carriage and horse, and was throbbing in pain.

There were three wounded people in one large carriage, but Shen San reluctantly gave up the carriage he had specially asked to prepare for the prince and let the three people ride together.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince rarely showed any outward expressions of joy or anger, and often accommodated others, leaving Shen San's enthusiasm for flattery nowhere to be found.

Ning Xiuyun frowned when he heard this: "Is Fu Jing's injury serious?"

Shen San said: "Master Fu is a scholar. His skin is thicker than those who don't practice martial arts. Doctor Zhang said it will probably hurt for many days. But in terms of pain tolerance, he can't even compare to a young boy."

Ning Xiuyun also thought of the lame boy who came back after being found by Jian. Although the boy was seriously injured, his vitality was extremely strong and he could barely walk a few steps now.

And what was a blessing in disguise was that Dr. Zhang was very skilled in medicine and could see that there was still room for improvement in the boy's lameness, but if he wanted to be truly cured, he would have to endure severe pain and go through the rehabilitation period.

Fu Jing, the weakest of the three wounded, was still lying on his side in the carriage and wailing.

It was as if the sound coming out of his mouth would make the pain fly away along with it. That mouth didn't want to stop for a moment.