But they thought, at such a grand ceremony, and under such public scrutiny, would assassinating Li Shensi in front of everyone be too sensational?
Zhu Zhengfu was silent for a moment, as he couldn't answer that question.
Duan Rong turned his gaze to Zhu Cheng.
Zhu Cheng shifted slightly, adjusted himself in his chair, and said, "It won't be finalized until the night before the autumn hunt and the festival."
Duan Rong fixed his gaze on Zhu Cheng and asked in a deep voice, "I need to know immediately which horse Li Shensi will be riding. Can it be done?"
"It can be!" Zhu Cheng's heart tightened slightly, for Duan Rong's gaze carried a sense of pressure. "Zhu Peng is the Imperial Secretariat Envoy at the Secretariat; he should have immediate access to this level of information."
"Good." Duan Rong nodded, "Once you have the information, deliver it to me immediately."
"Yes!"
