The idea Jiang Yingcheng had voiced in her thoughts was, in the end, rather childish.
But when it came to spreading rumors...
There was still plenty of room to maneuver.
Jiang Yanchuan did not want the little one bogged down in the minutiae of court affairs, spending all day thinking about how to make notes and pass them to him. He took the initiative to summon Yu Xingmian, and right in front of her, the two discussed how they might trip Prince Xin up in the arena of public opinion.
"Has your association gathered any information about Prince Xin?"
Yu Xingmian lowered his gaze and glanced at the little one, who was silently craning her neck and eavesdropping with spectacular obviousness. He immediately understood, selectively recounting what she had just revealed in her thoughts and adding a good deal of information he had learned before.
Jiang Yanchuan lifted the curtain with one hand, while the index finger of his other hand tapped against the redwood window frame, as though beating time to their heartbeats.
Only after a long while did he emerge from his thoughts and say quietly, "There is something I need the members of your Ink Rain Association to do."
Yu Xingmian's eyes lit up at once.
Over the course of its growth, the Ink Rain Association had made countless enemies in the Martial World. Now that they could climb aboard the great ship of the Imperial Family, he had effectively secured official posts for his brothers!
"Have you heard? There's a prince in our Great Rui whose beauty is so dazzling it steals your soul. Girls from all around his fief have flocked there to catch a glimpse of him. And if they happen to catch his eye... hehehe..."
"You mean Prince Xin, don't you, brother?