What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 359 - 355: The Crown Princess Consort Has a Memorial to Present

Chapter 359: Chapter 355: The Crown Princess Consort Has a Memorial to Present

The Xue family clan resides in Chongyi Village.

Xue Shaoqin’s family is ordinary, with an orphaned mother and child living in a small, inconspicuous house.

As the carriage approached the sight of Xue Shaoqin’s house, many officials in uniforms were already standing outside.

The County Government people have arrived.

Tao Zi pointed to an attendant: "You go and say that the Crown Princess Consort has arrived, let someone come out to respond!"

"It’s not necessary," Tang Xiaobai said.

She had already seen a familiar face walking out from the Xue Family.

A green jade hairpin, a plain brocade robe, slender and handsome, with exceptional looks.

It was exactly the Qin Beauty, who could rival Miss Tang in female attire and outshine Li Xingyuan in male attire.

Qin Xiao also saw her, paused for a moment, and turned to walk towards Tang Xiaobai.

Arriving in front of her, Qin Xiao first sized her up, moved the corners of his lips, and showed a very reluctant smile: "You came so quickly? Isn’t today an auspicious day?"

Tang Xiaobai was silent for a while before she found her voice: "Xue Seventh Son..."

"Is dead."

In Tang Xiaobai’s ears came a buzzing sound, causing Qin Xiao’s subsequent words to be heard in a fragmented manner, as if transmitted from a great distance:

"In the early hours of today, the family pushed the door open... Kneeling on the ground, head against the floor... No breath left, face contorted in pain, yet the body showed no signs of injury..."

The voice was distant, yet the picture suddenly became very close.

He finally put down the mundane chores he neither excelled at nor liked, finally waited for the Observatory’s monopoly to be broken, finally could achieve his heart’s desire.

He also met the woman he loved, and their wedding date was set, it’s said every invitation was personally delivered by him.

It wasn’t necessary, but he was willing.

His ideals, his love.

His overflowing happiness, his clean and vibrant life—

Just like that, it came to an abrupt end.

"There was a bloody character left on the ground—"

"What character?" Tang Xiaobai snapped back to attention.

Qin Xiao looked at her, a hint of concern in his eyes.

Tang Xiaobai wiped her tears, saying, "It’s okay, continue speaking. Did Xue Seventh Son leave any clues?"

Qin Xiao shook his head, his gaze deep: "It was the character ’Warning’."

Warning, meaning caution, admonition.

"Who is warning? Warning whom?" Tang Xiaobai laughed angrily.

Qin Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly and asked: "Where did you get your information from?"

"A student from the academy found out and spread the word," Tang Xiaobai said.

It was Luo Xiong.

"Does Second Miss not know that it’s not just Xue Seventh who died?"

...

Tang Xiaobai indeed did not know.

Besides Xue Shaoqin, two more people were also found dead at home under similar circumstances.

The exact same death posture, leaving behind also a bloody character ’Warning’.

"These three were outstanding amongst the Assistant officials of Chongwen Hall, responsible for deducing errors in Zhong’s Calendar," Li Mu said.

With three talents recruited by Chongwen Hall suddenly dying, it drew significant attention.

He immediately sent Qin Xiao to understand the situation, and upon learning that Tang Xiaobai was also paying attention to this case, he personally came to explain the situation to her.

"Actually, the revision of the new calendar faced much skepticism and opposition among court officials, so before a large-scale revision, people were first asked to identify errors in Zhong’s Calendar;"

Zhong’s Calendar, also known as the Tianhe Calendar, was compiled during the Tianhe reign of the former emperor, overseen by the Chief Historian Zhong Fei, and has been in use for over fifty years.

Dong Yuanming, the founder of the Qingzhou School, was a disciple of Zhong Fei.

Therefore Qing School officials extol Zhong’s Calendar to the skies.

And because of this, Li Mu personally questioned the errors of Zhong’s Calendar, attracting the firepower of the Qing School onto himself.

Otherwise, if Lin Xujiji were to come forward, it would probably be hard to fend off the attacks.

During the deductions of Zhong’s Calendar at Chongwen Hall, there were also several verbal attacks and criticisms, all of which Li Mu managed to quell, waiting for results from Xue Shaoqin and others.

Unexpectedly...

"Two days ago, I heard Lin Xujiji say that Xue Seventh and the other two had made some discoveries, and were only waiting to verify calculations before producing results, yet suddenly, at this juncture, the three of them died an untimely death!" Speaking of this, Li Mu’s eyes were cold, "Today, I deliberately sent people to protect Lin Xujiji, but even these few insignificant people were not spared."

Tang Xiaobai laughed: "What kind of reasoning is this? Is it that if the three of them died, their calculations would be void? That the errors in Zhong’s Calendar would no longer exist?"

"I heard that after the incident with Xue and the other two, I sent Qin Xiao to their homes, but their manuscripts were gone."

"Gone? Taken away?"

"No, they were stained with blood, rendering the handwriting illegible."

Blood again!

Tang Xiaobai, though not having witnessed the scene, seemed to smell the thick scent of blood, feeling nauseated and uneasy.

"Ah Jiao?" Seeing her look off, Li Mu was about to offer comfort, but the girl buried her head in his chest instead.

Here...

Li Mu hurriedly embraced her, thinking to himself: It turns out she prefers this kind of comfort...

Tang Xiaobai, smelling the faint inky scent with a hint of grass on him, found relief from the imagined bloody scent, clearing her mind a bit, pondering, "Even if the manuscripts were stained, could it be that none of their calculations were left behind? Besides, in this world, there are plenty adept at mathematics and calendar systems; if they could calculate it, couldn’t others do so as well?"

She wasn’t sure about others, but among those she knew, there were Lin Xujiji and Wenren Jia, both masters of mathematics.

People can lie, but mathematics doesn’t.

Miscalculations are just that, errors that can’t be hidden.

Li Mu silently caressed her long hair for a while, then said: "In your opinion, what does this ’Warning’ mean?"

Tang Xiaobai’s body tensed, she flushed with anger: "Shameless!"

...

The bloody character ’Warning’ was not written with the victims’ blood.

The three victims had bizarre death postures, yet showed no obvious external injuries.

Rumors, like a plague, spread through every corner of the Capital City overnight.

Divine retribution.

God’s wrath.

These whispered talks, penetrating through the carriage curtains, reached Tang Xiaobai’s ears, much like the chirping of mice in the dark corners that couldn’t stand the daylight.

Tang Xiaobai listened, expressionless, no longer feeling anger.

The Qingzhou School extolled the theory of heavenly orders, almost putting Chief Historian Zhong Fei on a pedestal.

Even dumping dirt on Xue Shaoqin and the others required tagging them with "violating the heavenly way, therefore punished by divine wrath."

Little did they know, the higher you go, the harder you fall.

It was merely about discovering and correcting errors in the old calendar, which has happened countless times throughout history.

Why couldn’t Zhong’s Calendar be overturned and rewritten?

She and those around her were already well aware of why Xue Shaoqin and others were killed, they understood what kind of scheme this was.

Since it was a scheme, simply break it.

The carriage stopped at the Palace gates, Tang Xiaobai disembarked, with the help of a maid, lifting her gaze to squint at the majestic and grand Palace gate.

Tidying her attire, she held a document and bowed long.

"Crown Princess Consort of the Tang Family seeking an audience!"