At morning court the next day, the atmosphere throughout the hall was rather strange.
Jiang Yingcheng rested her chin in both hands, her eyes full of worry.
[Sigh, why hasn't Grandpa Tan driven those people out yet? Were Chengcheng's hints not obvious enough?]
[But Brother Yuan won't help Chengcheng write that many more characters. Chengcheng has already tried so hard to coax him...]
If she could have gotten him to write a little more, she could have included two pieces of evidence.
"Sigh." Jiang Yingcheng let out a very soft sigh.
Several reproachful gazes shot toward Yuan Liangping in unison, as though demanding to know why he was so heartless.
The sound of Yuan Liangping grinding his teeth carried quite a distance.
Chancellor Tan's household seemed to be a nest of spies. At first, the little princess had scrambled the order of the characters to disguise what she was doing, but when they still could not finish after ages of writing, she had eventually given up and simply dictated the full names to him.
Even then, he had spent nearly a whole hour writing!
Several military officers exchanged looks, all feeling rather tempted.
They usually devoted themselves entirely to training troops and had none of the sordid troubles that plagued Chancellor Tan's residence. Even if the little princess inadvertently exposed something, it would not affect them much.
Yet the homes of military officers like them had always been prime targets for spies from other countries looking to infiltrate and gather intelligence. At a time like this, the little princess's ability to detect spies seemed immensely useful.
Someone boldly glanced toward the raised imperial dais, privately considering what excuse he could use to invite the little princess to inspect his own Mansion.
"Your Majesty!" Someone suddenly stepped out and called loudly,