"Tang Qingchen, the 'Chen' in 'untainted by dust'! My name is Tang Qingchen!"

After I finished speaking, for some reason, the child looked at me with expectant eyes.

However, Nan Qu simply nodded: "Hmm, not a bad name. Well then, Tang Qingchen, we're acquainted now."

Tang Qingchen looked somewhat disappointed when she didn't hear what she wanted to hear.

Nanqu pretended not to see it.

Once Nanqu has made up her mind, she will not change it.

Moreover, she was different from the martial arts world, where complex relationships led her to be constantly restrained and ultimately forced to commit suicide.

Tang Qingchen was probably the last person from the Tang family to test her resolve. Indeed, no one came after that.

However, the repeated arrivals of members of the Tang family made Nan Qu realize that her original body was Tang Qingrou, the eldest daughter of the Tang family.

Although this is a food-themed space, it is actually set in ancient times.

In ancient times, some things were universal. For example, wherever there are people, there is a world of intrigue and power struggles; and wherever there is intrigue and power struggles, there will inevitably be all-knowing scholars!

Although the world may have a different name, the intelligence system definitely exists.

Nan Qu was once the one who single-handedly stormed the headquarters of Bai Xiaosheng; she probably knew these intelligence organizations better than they knew themselves.

However, this time she wasn't interested in infiltrating any intelligence organization, but instead went directly to an intelligence station.

The South District is not short of money; problems that can be solved with money are not major problems.

"Miss Nan, are you here for tea?"

"Tea? Hmph, that's just a side thing. I came to ask you something. Your intelligence station doesn't seem to have any useful information, does it?" Nan Qu raised an eyebrow slightly, scrutinizing the person in front of her with a meaningful look.

"Oh, what are you saying? Our intelligence station has quite a reputation in this area. May I ask what kind of matter Miss Nan wishes to inquire about?" The man smiled ingratiatingly, but secretly wondered what Nan Qu's intentions were.

Nan Qu's lips curled into a faint smile as she slowly spoke, "I want to know all the Tang family's activities and dealings in recent years, as well as everything about the Tang family's eldest daughter, Tang Qingrou. The more detailed the better. Don't tell me you can't find out here. I'm here with the utmost sincerity. As for the price, we can discuss it."

Upon hearing this, the man was taken aback. The Tang family's affairs were not something one could casually inquire about; they involved a wide range of people. However, seeing Nan Qu's attitude, he couldn't very well refuse, since it was business delivered to his door. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Tang, ah, no, Miss Nan, why are you inquiring about the Tang family's affairs here? Besides, aren't you the eldest daughter of the Tang family yourself? I heard that the eldest daughter of the Tang family lost her memory, and it seems that it's true."

Nan Qu calmly picked up her teacup, then put it down as if nothing had happened: "I don't think this is something you're only finding out now. If you keep rambling on like this, then I'm leaving."

The man's eyes flickered for a moment before he said, "It's not easy to find out about the Tang family's affairs. If word gets out, our little intelligence station might not be able to handle the consequences. What do you think..."

Nan Qu frowned, took out a silver ingot from her bosom and slammed it on the table. "What, you think it's not enough? Since I dared to ask, I naturally have a way to ensure the safety of your intelligence station. Just tell me what you know. If the information is indeed useful, there will be a generous reward later."

The man glanced at the silver ingot on the table, his eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Well... alright then, Miss Nan, I'll tell you everything I know, but we have to agree that you absolutely cannot reveal the source of this information."

Nan Qu waved her hand impatiently, "I know, I know, stop rambling and just tell me already."

“From the time when my great-grandfather was helping us conquer the world, to my grandfather, you, Tang Qingrou’s father, the Tang family has produced three marshals. Although your, no, the Tang family’s, achievements were won on horseback, earned with blood and flesh, the fact that military power has always been in the hands of the Tang family is something that will always make that person worry.”

Therefore, in fact, the late emperor had already intended to reclaim military power from Tang Qingrou's grandfather, Tang Hetian. Unfortunately, due to border conflicts, the late emperor had no choice but to ask the Tang family to continue taking over to ensure national peace.

However, in the generation of Tang Qingrou's father, Tang Yunqing, he also harbored the idea of ​​reclaiming military power. Ironically, the border defenses had fallen into chaos again.

Nan Qu laughed: "If it's a coincidence once, but every time it's a coincidence, then that's too much of a coincidence."

"Yes, everyone in the world thinks so. Including that person. But now, even we in the Thousand Machines Hall haven't been able to figure out what the Tang family's intentions are."

Nanqu asked, "Why is it the Tang family? What is the implication?"

"The Tang family is unwilling to relinquish military power, so they colluded with foreign enemies and deliberately provoked war to keep their military power firmly in their hands." The intelligence officer lowered his voice, his expression full of certainty.

Nan Qu shook her head slightly and scoffed, "Your thinking is too simplistic. If the Tang family really had rebellious intentions, with their generations of hard work and deep-rooted foundation, why would they wait until now? Besides, when they held military power, they had plenty of opportunities to usurp the throne. Why go to such lengths and leave themselves vulnerable?"

The intelligence officer was taken aback and stammered, "This... what you say makes sense, but if that's not the case, why has the Tang family repeatedly become embroiled in such power struggles?"

Nan Qu tapped the rim of her teacup lightly with her fingers, her gaze distant, as if recalling or pondering: "I suspect the Tang family has been plotted against. From the previous emperor to the current one, on the surface they seem to be wary of military power, but who knows if there aren't others stirring up trouble behind the scenes, provoking conflict between the royal family and the Tang family, so they can reap the benefits."

The intelligence officer's eyes widened, his face filled with panic: "You mean, young lady, there's a third-party force secretly manipulating all of this? This... what are we going to do? Wouldn't the world be in grave danger?"

Nan Qu glanced at him and said calmly, "What's the panic? There are tall people to hold up the sky if it falls. Let me ask you, have you heard any clues about this third-party force? Don't tell me you know nothing again." There was a hint of pressure in her words.

The intelligence officer hurriedly waved his hand and said urgently, "Please calm down, young lady. Although I don't have conclusive evidence, I have heard that before the outbreak of several wars, a group of mysterious people frequently entered and exited the territories of various forces, acting with extreme secrecy. Moreover, it is said that these people seem to have a huge financial backing, and wherever they go, gold and silver pave the way, and they have bribed many informants."

Nan Quguang paused, then pressed on, "Does this group of people have any distinctive features? Their clothing, accents, and so on. Describe them in detail."

The intelligence officer frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "I've heard that they all wear black robes with strange patterns outlined in silver thread on the cuffs. As for their accents, they seem to be a mix of different places, so it's hard to understand them clearly. But one thing is certain: they are extremely skilled in disguise, often changing their appearance to appear in front of others, making it impossible to guard against them."