Chapter 950 The situation in Northern Xinjiang seems to be changing!

Chapter 950 Things seem to be changing in the Northern Frontier!

"Nephew, come on, tell me what good idea you have come up with?"

Huang Dabiao had just been arguing with the generals for a long time and felt thirsty. He picked up the teapot on the table and gulped down the tea directly from the spout without using a cup.

He didn't put the teapot down until he had finished the full pot of hot tea. He burped contentedly and asked while wiping the corners of his mouth with his big hands like a palm-leaf fan.

Shui Gaoyang looked at the big fool with disdain as he drank up his one tael of silver and one pound of tea like water, and felt a little distressed.

The Shui Mansion is no longer the same as it was before. The property in the capital has been confiscated. Although the Shui Mansion in the northern border has been taken back, without the income from those industries in the capital, the food and drink expenses of the Shui Mansion family will never be as luxurious as before.

Therefore, Shui Gaoyang, who always cared about his reputation, had to change the tea that his family used to pay ten taels of silver per pound for entertaining guests to one tael of silver per pound. Even so, he still felt bad.

But even though I felt bad, I still had to put on a smiling face so that no one would notice:

"Uncle Huang, you also know General Duanmu's temper. To put it bluntly, he is stubborn. It is impossible to reason with him now. But we can't just sit there and wait for death. I believe that when the prince wakes up, he will definitely agree with us doing this..."

"Oh, don't give me those big truths! Just tell me directly, what good solution do you have?"

Huang Dabiao interrupted him impatiently, causing the foreshadowing he had prepared to come to a halt.

Helplessly, Shui Gaoyang could only take out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and said directly:

"You just need to give this porcelain bottle to Lieutenant General Xu, and have him put the powder into General Duanmu's food and wine, and then steal the tiger talisman and give it to me. After the task is completed, you will be the great hero of our success!"

Seeing Huang Dabiao frowning and opening his mouth to say something, he quickly added:

"Don't worry, this is not poison. It's just a colorless and odorless knockout drug. It won't be fatal. It will make you sleep for two hours at most. These two hours are enough time for us to transport the food and leave the camp."

Huang Dabiao was still unwilling. For some reason, he had a bad feeling that doing so would definitely bring very bad consequences.

Shui Gaoyang had no choice but to use his eloquence to persuade Huang Dabiao for half an hour, but no one knew what he said. In the end, after Huang Dabiao left the Shui Mansion, he still held the small porcelain bottle tightly in his hand.

Shui Gaoyang had a sinister smile on his face. He picked up the teapot beside him, poured a cup of tea and took a sip. However, the bitter taste of the tea made him frown again.

Thinking of the boxes of gold and jewels in the secret room of his study, his brows relaxed again.

Almost there! Very soon!

Soon the Water Palace will return to its former glory... no, it will be even more glorious than before!

What does this temporary hardship matter? As long as you can succeed, you will be rich and prosperous in the future!

"Dad, what do you want to do?"

When Shui Gaoyang finished drinking a pot of cheap tea and walked back to the main courtyard, he was stopped by his own son and angrily questioned.

Since Shui Baihong returned to Northern Xinjiang, except for going out to attend his grandfather's funeral, he has been hiding at home all the time and dared not step out of the house.

He was afraid of the way other people looked at him, he was afraid of people pointing fingers at him, he was afraid that the uncles and brothers who used to greet him with a smile would now sympathize with him or look down on him...

He won't be able to bear it! He absolutely won't be able to bear it!

He locked himself at home every day. At first, he didn't even go out of his own yard. Later, after Mrs. Shui's crying and persuasion, he was willing to go out for a walk occasionally, but he still didn't want to see any outsiders.

But even if he didn't see outsiders, he knew that many people came and went in the mansion.

At first, he was immersed in sadness and inferiority and didn't want to pay attention to it, but gradually, he realized that something was wrong.

He asked his servant to secretly investigate and found out that his father often summoned some generals in the army to discuss matters at home.

However, the meeting hall was closely guarded by people sent by my father, and the servants were not allowed to get close, so they had to stay far away. They could only occasionally hear words like "return to the capital", "food", and "justice" from the excited quarrels of the generals.

Shui Baihong didn't know what his father wanted to do, but he felt vaguely uneasy.

Finally, he bravely stopped his father and tried to find out what his father wanted to do.

Shui Gaoyang looked coldly at this son whom he once valued very much, but who now disappointed him terribly.

The young man who was once well-dressed and full of vigor and vitality is now unshaven, untidy, haggard and lifeless, looking like an old man who is about to die.

Shui Gaoyang was very disappointed with his son, as he ended up in this state because of a little setback.

After hearing his son's question, Shui Gaoyang did not answer but asked:

"Hong'er, look at yourself now. When will you grow up? Our Shui family is almost becoming the laughing stock of the entire Northern Frontier. Instead of helping your father and reviving the Shui family, you lock yourself up all day. Do you want to piss off your mother and me to death?"

Shui Baihong looked steadily into his father's eyes, from which he saw his father's disappointment and anger towards him.

However, he remained unmoved and only repeated:

"Father, what do you want to do?"

Shui Gaoyang felt a little uncomfortable with his son's direct gaze, so he looked away and said in feigned anger:

"Why would you mind my business? Unless you have figured it out and are willing to share your father's worries, it's better for you not to know."

Shui Gaoyang actually had some selfish motives.

I know my son's character best.

Although he was spoiled by his family like his daughter and is sometimes a little willful, he is actually kind-hearted and has inherited his grandfather's integrity.

That was why he didn't want his son to know what he was about to do.

On the one hand, he was afraid of his son's opposition and obstruction, and if something was leaked out, it would affect his own plans.

Secondly, he still felt that it was better for his son to know nothing, as the so-called ignorance is not a crime.

If this thing can succeed, it would be fine. It won’t matter if my son finds out about it later, it won’t change the overall situation.

If he failed, he would take all the blame on himself and insist that his son knew nothing. Other generals could also testify to this. In that way, even if something really happened, the old prince and his regard for the Shui family would at least allow the Shui family to have a descendant.

Thinking of this, Shui Gaoyang just wanted to get rid of his son quickly and tell him not to pay attention to what he was doing.

So he changed his usual gentle attitude towards his son and spoke very rudely, scolding his son.

Shui Baihong failed to get any information he wanted from his father and was scolded, so he had to return to his yard in depression.

However, he felt more and more uneasy.

I always feel that things are going to change in Northern Xinjiang!