The left and right assistant ministers of the Ministry of Revenue were both injured unexpectedly and had to recuperate at home. Now the Ministry of Revenue is leaderless, and various forces are vying for temporary management rights.

The Ministry of Revenue was in charge of all the money and grain in the country, and the national treasury was also under its management. Everyone was eyeing the tens of millions of taels of silver in the national treasury.

You can't possess it openly, but you can still make some use of it and get something out of it.

Maybe he could take advantage of everything and then throw the mess to Mu Wanqing.

Among them, the Ci Fu faction danced the most enthusiastically.

The emperor asked Mu Wanqing to return to Beijing as soon as possible to prevent the national treasury from being emptied by corrupt officials.

After all, the Ministry of Revenue is busy and complicated, and it cannot be shut down. Someone has to take over.

Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows. Accidentally injured at the same time? What a coincidence?

Judging from the emperor's tone, he can no longer hide his dislike for the Second Assistant. So, will he continue to try to maintain a balance?

If you want to destroy someone, you must first make him crazy. This time, the second assistant went too far and stepped on the emperor's bottom line.

If you can do this to your colleagues today, you can do the same to the king one day.

All I can say is that power makes people dizzy.

Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment and called Mu Ji, "I have something urgent to do so I have to leave first. Let's split up into two groups. You lead the others and walk slowly behind. I will allocate 200 Qingping troops to you."

The people accompanying this time are the winners, their families, and some tribesmen.

During this trip, Mu Ji and his wife took care of external affairs, and internal affairs respectively, and everything was done in an orderly manner.

Mu Ji looked worried, "Did something happen in the capital?"

"Yeah." Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, but didn't say much. "You make some arrangements. The elderly and children are quite fragile. Don't rush. Just treat it as a sightseeing trip."

"yes."

The next day, Mu Wanqing set out with his men early in the morning, riding their horses in haste with light luggage.

Half of the guards rode in carriages, and the other half rode on horses. They were divided into three shifts and traveled day and night. Those who were not on duty would sleep in the carriage and take their turn after waking up.

Mu Wanqing stayed in the carriage the whole time, eating and drinking in the carriage, but no matter how good the road conditions were or how many shock-absorbing strips the carriage was equipped with, traveling in a hurry was still a chore.

The ride was bumpy day and night, and Mu Wanqing, who never gets carsick, felt uncomfortable all over. She vomited spectacularly.

No matter how high her IQ is, she is a little weakling because she lacks physical strength.

Oh, every time I miss modern means of transportation, domestic flights only take a few hours to go anywhere, and high-speed trains are fast and stable.

"Master, get up and have a bowl of hot and sour soup."

Mu Wanqing lay on the couch and took a look, looking a little disgusted, "I don't want to eat anything, I just want to eat a fresh orange, the sour and sweet kind."

She is always rational and calm, and it is rare for her to be a little willful.

The maid looked at Mu Wanqing, whose face had become thinner, and her eyes were full of worry. "When we go to the next town to buy fresh ingredients, let's ask someone to pay attention and see if there are any oranges."

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the hot and sour soup in the maid's hand spilled. She raised her voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

The guards' voices came from outside, "The road is blocked. There's a funeral going on."

Mu Wanqing struggled to get up, lifted the car curtain and looked out. She saw a group of people dressed in white and holding paper banners marching forward. There was a sea of white, perhaps several hundred people, completely blocking the road.

One road cannot accommodate two teams passing at the same time.

Mu Wanqing thought for a moment and said, "The dead are the greatest. Let's make way."

At her command, the group of people surrounding Mu Wanqing's carriage stepped aside to let the other party pass first.

The other party was very grateful and took a few steps forward to thank Mu Wanqing in person.

The guard politely declined, "No need, you can go first."

"This is etiquette." The other party bowed and kowtowed, being polite but very firm in his attitude.

The guard was a little embarrassed and walked back to ask for instructions.

"Master, what do you see?"

Mu Wanqing glanced at the sky. It was dark and it was going to rain. They couldn't afford to waste time.

"Then let him come over and have a word."

The man was dressed in mourning and had a sad face. He walked over and bowed deeply to Mu Wanqing, "Thank you for your generosity. I thank you on behalf of my father."

"You're welcome. It's about to rain. Let's carry the coffin up the mountain." Mu Wanqing spoke in a gentle and graceful tone. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of white light from the corner of her eyes and subconsciously tilted her head.

"Boom." The hidden weapon just passed by Mu Wanqing's hair and hit the wall of the carriage.

Mu Wanqing looked at the hidden weapon that had penetrated the wood, her heart pounding, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, "There's an assassin."

The opponent's reaction was also quick. After his attack missed, he immediately drew out his dagger and flew over, targeting Mu Wanqing.

The maid screamed, ahhhhh.

Mu Wanqing reacted quickly. She raised her arrow sleeve at the first moment and pressed it lightly. The arrow flew out and hit the opponent's eye.

The assassin's eyes went dark, he screamed, and lost his aim.

All this happened so quickly that the Qingping army surrounded the carriage and protected it in the middle. The coachman pulled the reins tightly to secure the carriage.

No matter how fast or slow it was, the group of mourners picked up the swords hidden in the coffins and attacked frantically.

The Qingping Army's greatest advantage is long-range arrow shooting and gunpowder, but now they are too close, it is difficult to play to their advantage, and they can only engage in close combat.

Blood splattered everywhere, murderous aura quickly spread, and it was extremely dangerous.

The opponent was extremely ruthless and every move was a killing move.

They are cold-blooded killers! There are so many of them! Are all the killers out in force?

Mu Wanqing took a deep breath and threw something into the sky, and a firework bloomed in the sky.

This is an emergency signal, I hope it helps.

Rumble, a flash of thunder, and a torrential rain hit instantly. The dark sky seemed to have a big hole, and the heavy rain poured down like a waterfall.

Mu Wanqing saw this and her face darkened. It was not a good idea to use gunpowder on a rainy day. It seemed like a carefully planned plan.

They traveled in a low-key manner, not knowing that they had been targeted for a long time.

She took out a few small guns from a dark drawer. These could be used to strangle the enemy at close range, but they were also dangerous and required someone to cooperate and hold the line.

She picked up one of the guns and calmly looked for her target. Soon she locked onto a man in linen clothes and took aim and fired.

"Puff." The arrow pierced into the back and made a sound of cutting the skin.

The man in sackcloth felt a sharp pain on his back. He could not help but look back, and saw a woman in plain clothes with a cold look in her eyes, holding a gun in her hand, shooting every arrow without missing its target.

Isn't she a weak woman? Is the news wrong? Is this a fake Princess Qingping?

Before he could figure it out, his eyes went dark and he fainted on the ground.

Oh no, the arrow was coated with anesthetic, so treacherous.

Mu Wanqing threw another gun to the maid. Everyone around her had learned how to use it. After getting it, they jumped off the carriage and waited for an opportunity to strike.

Mu Wanqing shot arrows at them one by one with a cold expression, and did not forget to intimidate them, "Do you know the consequences of attacking high-ranking officials in the court? I will kill all your clans, so leave now and I will forgive you for what happened."

The other party didn't react at all. Seeing that it didn't work, Mu Wanqing felt disappointed. It seemed that either he had chosen the wrong target or he knew her identity.

Although the Qingping Army has a large number of people, the enemy is a martial arts killer with superb martial arts skills who kills without blinking an eye, and their movements are not affected at all in the wind and rain.

Seeing that she was already at a disadvantage, Mu Wanqing became extremely anxious. Was she going to fail like this?

The secret guards also appeared, looking tense, "Princess, this won't work. We will protect you and fight your way out."

They are the secret guards appointed by the emperor himself, and it is their responsibility to protect Mu Wanqing's safety.

Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment.

Qingping Jun urged anxiously, "Princess, you go first, hurry up."

The secret guard pulled Mu Wanqing out of the carriage, pushed her in front of him, and rushed out on horseback.

The killers looked at each other and said, "Chase."

"Want to leave? No way, just stay."

In the wind and rain, Mu Wanqing was chased all the way, in a miserable state, numb, and covered in blood. "Who wants to kill me?"

This guy has invested a lot of money. My God, mobilizing hundreds of killers, how much money must it cost? It must bankrupt him.

The killer was determined to fight to the death. The fight was fierce. He swung his sword and said, "Go to the Hades Palace and ask."

"Stop." A group of people rode over and quickly fought with the killer.

Mu Wanqing wiped the rain and blood off her face and was stunned. Is this person from the Wuyi Guard? Is he the local Wuyi Guard? Was he summoned by her emergency distress signal?

With the addition of the Wuyi Guard, Mu Wanqing could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But for some reason, the killers appeared in increasing numbers, as if they could not be killed all. The blood flowed like a river and the sound of killing was deafening.

But soon, another fully armed team arrived, and the leader shouted, "Who is fighting in front?"

This time it was the local garrison, and the secret guards shouted, "Princess Qingping is here, come and rescue her."

That night, countless people came one after another...

Night, Palace

The emperor was a little dazed and held the teacup for a long time without saying anything.

The Queen Mother looked puzzled, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

The emperor didn't know why, but he was uneasy. "It's okay, mother."

The Queen Mother looked at him distressedly, "You stayed up late reviewing memorials again? Health is the most important thing, why don't you listen? You need to rest more."

The emperor repeatedly assured that he did not stay up late, but the empress dowager did not believe him. She said that the child was good in every way except that he was too diligent in his work.

The emperor had no choice but to change the subject, "Mother, what did you just say?"

The Queen Mother then remembered the topic just now, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "Your cousin is finally engaged, don't squeeze Princess Qingping too much, let her take good care of her body, and try to give birth to a fat baby as soon as she gets married."

The emperor stroked his forehead and sighed. Apart from himself, the person most excited about his cousin's engagement might be the empress dowager.

"Mother, you are thinking too far ahead. It is still too early."

The Queen Mother was looking forward to it. "It's not far, it will be there in the blink of an eye. I can't wait to hold my nephews and grandchildren. I will be satisfied if I have two."

Mu Wanqing doesn't seem like a good wife and mother, so it's unrealistic to expect her to have many children.

The emperor was speechless. "It could also be her niece's granddaughter."

The Queen Mother thought about it seriously for a long time, "If she is like Princess Qingping, then it's OK. She can support a family. At worst, she can find a son-in-law."

She didn't like Mu Wanqing's dominance, but if it was her own girl, she could still accept it and think it was pretty good.

Emperor: ...Is it really okay to have such double standards?

The chief eunuch came and said, "Your Majesty, the commander of the Wuyi Guard wants to see you. It seems something has happened."

The emperor stood up suddenly and looked at the queen mother. The queen mother was very considerate and said, "Your Majesty, government affairs are more important. Please go."

When the emperor returned to the Yangxin Palace, Wei Shaohui, the commander of the Wuyi Guard, was already waiting there.

The emperor frowned slightly, "What happened?"

Wei Shaohui tried his best to control his facial expression and said woodenly, "Your Majesty, Princess Qingping was attacked and her life or death is unknown."

"Bang." The emperor's teacup fell to pieces.