A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...
Zu An frowned slightly: "This is outrageous! Everyone knows that the position of Guanglu Xun is now just a name, merely one of the Nine Ministers. What does this have to do with General Murong!"
In its early years, the Guanglu Xun was indeed in charge of the palace guards, shouldering the responsibility of protecting the emperor. It was a prestigious and powerful position that the people envied.
However, over the years, the position of Grand Master of Ceremonies has gradually become a nominal one, and the power in his hands has been dispersed to the hands of the Left and Right Guards Generals and others.
The transfer of Murong Tong from Sili Xiaowei to Guanglu Xun was nominally a lateral move or even a promotion, but in reality, it was a way to put him in a sinecure and leave him in a vacant position.
Murong Qinghe wiped away her tears: "Everyone knows this, but since my grandfather is on Prince Qi's side, this time it was Prince Qi who orchestrated the assassination of the Emperor. Since Prince Qi cannot be found temporarily, someone has to take responsibility. My grandfather happens to be the Grand Master of Ceremonies, and in addition, he has offended many people due to his upright character, so he naturally became the scapegoat."
"Then why did you run away and become a wanted criminal?" Zu'an asked curiously.
Murong Qinghe pursed his lips: "When the soldiers came to arrest me, my grandfather knew that the Murong family was finished this time. He didn't want me to suffer a miserable fate, so he found an opportunity to send me away."
Zu An nodded. Although Murong Tong had a bad temper, he was smart and knew that he would not have a good outcome if he became a scapegoat. If Murong Qinghe was also arrested and imprisoned, not to mention that she would have to endure all kinds of inhumane torture and interrogation, she, a beautiful girl, would also face other dangers.
In the end, most of them had their cultivation crippled and were reduced to useless people, then sent to the brothel, where they lived in endless suffering.
He loved this granddaughter the most in his life, and he couldn't bear to let her suffer like this, so he tried to help her break through and escape.
“You shouldn’t have gone back to the capital; you’ve let your grandfather down,” Zu’an said with emotion.
Murong Qinghe wiped away his tears: "The entire Murong family is suffering, how can I, alone, live a life of shame and disgrace? The reason I returned to the capital is to see if there is any chance to save the Murong family."
Seeing Murong Qinghe's tattered clothes and blood-stained, disheveled appearance, Zu An sighed, "With your cultivation level, you probably won't be able to save them; you'll only end up losing your life in vain."
"If we can't save them, we'll just die with them. No one in the Murong family, male or female, has ever been a coward." Although Murong Qinghe was young, there was a resolute look on his face.
Zuan couldn't help but admire her; this little girl possessed a unique heroic spirit.
At this moment, Chu Youzhao tugged at his sleeve: "Brother-in-law, can you help Xiao Qinghe? She's so pitiful."
Hearing his address, Murong Qinghe's face flushed slightly: "Brother Chu, this matter concerning the Murong family is too great, so please don't make things difficult for Brother Zu."
She knew very well that the emperor's assassination attempt would require an explanation to the world, and the Murong family, being unloved by their father and mother, was the perfect candidate.
Whether it was the emperor's faction or the Qi King's faction, both sides were determined to use the Murong family to appease the world, which was something no individual could change.
Zu An thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Sister Qinghe, there's no need to worry too much. The situation may not be as bad as you think. You can stay at my house for now, and I'll see if there's any way to save the Murong family."
"Is there really a way?" Murong Qinghe, who was originally disheartened, suddenly had an amazing gleam in her eyes when she heard this. She knelt down and bowed to him. "If you can save the Murong family, Brother Zu, the entire Murong family will be forever grateful. Even if I have to be a cow or a horse or a slave for the rest of my life, I will repay your kindness."
Zuan couldn't help but tease, "Shouldn't this kind of thing be called repaying with one's body? Are you reluctant to part with my Youzhao?"
Murong Qinghe's face paled. She was indeed deeply in love with Chu Youzhao, so she had subconsciously avoided mentioning that aspect and deliberately said those things.
However, compared to the safety of the entire family, what did his personal happiness matter? So he immediately said, "If Brother Zu does not despise my plain appearance, I will gladly serve you for the rest of my life..."
As she spoke, her heart ached, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Zu An was startled and quickly stopped her: "I was just joking with you, why did you take it seriously? It's all my fault for being so outspoken, don't take it to heart."
At this moment, Chu Youzhao, who was standing to the side, said with a smile, "Xiao Qinghe, don't worry about it. My brother-in-law and I are family. I don't mind. On the contrary, we can all live happily together."