On the way back to the Town Martial Office, two sworn brothers surrounded Zhang San.
"Brother San, what should we do?"
"Brother San, what do we do?"
Zhang San, with a mournful face, pursed his lips and said, "We've taken the money, we definitely have to find someone to take the blame! Big Head Wang, you've seemed a lot smarter lately, think about it, who would be suitable to take the fall?"
Big Head Wang scratched his head, thought for a while, and finally squeezed out three words: "Lu Qingquan."
Zhang San glanced at Big Head Wang.
"Let's not talk about whether Lu Qingquan has the capacity, who would believe it if this gets out? With his rank, he can't carry such a huge blame!"
Big Head Wang lowered his head, continuing to ponder.
At this moment, Wang Ziteng couldn't help but say, "Kaihuang has more sons than just the Crown Prince, aren't the other princes eager for power too? If we could make contact with another prince, could we not?"