Lin Chen had only worked in the capital before, and even though he was ambitious, he didn't get enough experience. But after returning from his trip north, his demeanor was quite different.

More aggressive and more decisive.

"This humble official greets Grand Tutor Li."

Lin Chen wasn't stupid. He knew who the young emperor trusted most at the moment, and that he had gotten this job thanks in no small part to Yun Qing's help. So his gratitude was genuine.

Yun Qing quickly helped him up: "Commander Lin, there's no need for such formalities. We are both working for His Majesty, so I should naturally offer my assistance."

This person looks kind, but he will eventually follow the little tyrant. In the end, he is a ruthless person who will devour people without spitting out the bones. Yun Qing is just giving him face now so that everyone can talk to each other better in the future.

Lin Chen, not wanting to stand on ceremony, sat down and began to recount his observations on the road: "The northern lands are barren, and there is always a shortage of clothing and food in winter. The root cause lies in crops. Financial relief is not a long-term solution. I hope the Grand Tutor will put in more effort."

Lin Chen told Yun Qing this beforehand, having considered it carefully. In less than half a year, too many things had happened in the capital. He pondered it carefully and found that Yun Qing had played a significant role in all of this.

Not only did he have the courage to step forward and support the young emperor during the conflict between the two sides, but he also gradually found a balance and eliminated some corrupt officials in the court. His decisiveness in his actions showed that he was a person who could accomplish great things.

Lin Chen had a strange intuition that perhaps entrusting this matter to Yun Qing might actually yield some unexpected results.

"I'll think of a way."

Yun Qing had been thinking about this for a while, but the time wasn't right yet, so she didn't plan to tell Lin Chen. She brought up the things she had discussed with the little tyrant some time ago.

"...Commander Lin, are you confident that you can hold onto this position?"

Yun Qing had made her meaning very clear: if Lin Chen chose to make a move at this time, it would mean he was going to confront Liang Zhigong, and there would be no turning back.

"Please rest assured, Grand Tutor, I, Lin, will not hesitate to die for you."

Fortune favors the bold.

Lin Chen understood this better than anyone else. He wouldn't give up on what he had chosen, otherwise he would become the coward he despised the most.

"I wish Commander Lin all the best."

Having said all that, both sides understood the point, and there was no need for further discussion.

Lin Chen was indeed a capable man. After the Imperial Guards who accompanied him had rested, he borrowed the Prince of Pingjiang's route that very night and surrounded the entire palace.

Liang Zhigong stood behind the heavy guard, his expression inscrutable: "What is Commander Lin trying to do?"

Lin Chen was not afraid at all: "Since ancient times, the Imperial Guards have been the emperor's personal guards. Lord Liang ordered his own guards to guard the palace. Isn't this a case of usurping the throne?"

The reason why Liang Zhigong was so powerful was simply because he relied on the favor of the late emperor, which allowed him to form cliques in the palace and gradually build up his own power. He even went so far as to use the money he obtained through corruption to support his private army and gradually squeeze the Imperial Guards out of his sphere of power.

"That's right, Lord Liang, we're just doing our duty. You won't object, will you?"

Those who came with Lin Chen had also participated in disaster relief efforts these past few days. They were all human, and after witnessing the tragic situation among the people, they became increasingly dissatisfied with Liang Zhigong, who controlled the palace, and wished they could get rid of this eunuch immediately.

Liang Zhigong was so angry that his face turned ashen: "Fine, fine, since Commander Lin insists on forcing his way in, then don't blame me for being impolite! Charge!"

The Imperial Guards and the Imperial Feathered Army immediately clashed. In an instant, flames raged and blood splattered around the palace. The clanging of weapons echoed far and wide.

Knowing this would happen, Yun Qing didn't dare leave the palace. She even brought more guards with her to surround the Taihe Hall to prevent anyone from launching a surprise attack during the chaos.

Looking at the distant firelight, Yun Qing sighed, took the clothes Shunfeng brought, and draped them over Xie Rang.

"Are you worried?"

[That's true. Tonight, Commander Lin's success or failure will determine whether the little tyrant can truly control the palace. Fortunately, I already improved Commander Lin's weapons, so there shouldn't be any problems!]

Yun Qing dared to incite Lin Chen to seize the power to guard the palace at this time because she had something to rely on: the things she had previously instructed the workshop to make were now coming in handy.

It's a pity we can't use gunpowder, a weapon of mass destruction; otherwise, a single shot would have wiped out everyone. It's just that the noise would be too loud, and we're afraid it would frighten the people of the capital... sigh...

What?

Yun Qing's thoughts were unusually active tonight. Xie Rang didn't rush to answer her question, but instead listened intently.

Unexpectedly, what he heard was something extraordinary.

He had never heard of gunpowder from the Grand Tutor before, and it sounded very lethal.

Xie Rang pursed his lips. So, was the Grand Tutor also wary of him?

"Qi An?"

Seeing that Xie Rang did not answer, Yun Qing chuckled and simply continued speaking on her own.

"Don't worry, Commander Lin will definitely win. From now on, the palace will belong to His Majesty."

[I'm exhausted from constantly guarding against this and that; it makes sense to clear out a peaceful space as soon as possible.]

Xie Rang knew that the matter would not be resolved in the end, and he could not possibly ask about it, so he could only bury it in his heart for the time being and leave it for later.

Xie Rang brought up another matter: "Then, can I ask the Grand Tutor to stay anytime in the future?"

Xie Rang's thinking was simple: since he controlled the palace, theoretically, he should also be in charge of setting the rules.

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