Chapter 91 He Always Has to Accept Regret

"Do you mean there is someone above the Liu family?" Xu Qingcheng took the cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

Liu Yuan nodded. "Although the letter I intercepted at the border only had the Liu family's seal on it, my father's words revealed a certain reverence. So I suspect the Liu family's role in this matter is similar to Jiang Zhongguo's: simply doing the work, and there must be someone above them."

At that time, Liu Ming had already held the position of Prime Minister, and the position that could make him bow his head and submit his opinions could only be higher, not lower.

"A big shot." Xu Qingcheng said.

"This is the most troublesome thing." Liu Yuan pinched his eyebrows irritably, "I guess the royal family will be involved."

"It's difficult for us to make a decision on this matter. I will write a letter and send it to the imperial city for His Majesty to make the final decision." Xu Qingcheng said calmly.

Once it involves the royal family, it is the royal family's own business, and it is not the turn of these outsiders to make irresponsible remarks.

Liu Yuan didn't object, but instead gave it some thought. "That's what I meant. You can also call Zhong Ting along. He's your Majesty's man, and you'll trust his words more."

After all, Xu Qingcheng was backed by the Xu family, and was implicated in the feud between the aristocratic families. But Zhong Ting was different. He was a loyal minister promoted by His Majesty, without any background, and was only loyal to Emperor Jingyuan.

"Don't worry, I know." Xu Qingcheng made up his mind and sent someone to invite Zhong Ting.

Xu Qingcheng was about to go out when Liu Yuan grabbed his sleeve.

"Wait, there's one more thing."

"What's wrong?" Xu Qingcheng stopped and waited.

"You ordered the troops to quietly surround the Jiang residence." Liu Yuan took out the account book and handed it to Xu Qingcheng, saying calmly, "The military pay that was withheld at the border over the years has been secretly transported to Jiangnan and is in Jiang Zhongguo's hands."

"My wallet."

The accounts were densely packed, the earliest one was three years ago, and the amount of each account after that was astonishingly large.

"Yes, Your Majesty is keeping a very tight watch on the border. They didn't dare to start the shipment openly from the border, so they chose Jiangnan as a transit point."

Whether it is Liu Ming or Jiang Zhongguo, they are just chess pieces on that person's chessboard.

"I'll go talk to Zhong Ting and mobilize our troops to surround the Jiang residence now." Xu Qingcheng closed the account book and returned the item to Liu Yuan. "Keep this. It's the only thing...that can prove your innocence."

The idea of ​​replacing people is too alarmist and it will be hard to convince people without solid evidence.

Liu Yuan dusted off the account book, his expression unclear. After a moment, he smiled and said, "My business...is not urgent. Let me finish the Jiang family's business first."

Then he said, "Just surround it. Don't act rashly. Respond to all changes with the same attitude."

"I know, don't worry." Xu Qingcheng went out to discuss with Zhong Ting.

Liu Yuan stared at Xu Qingcheng's back for a long time, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

After not seeing him for so many years, this big fool finally knows how to adapt.

Liu Yuan raised his head to take in a cup of tea, and suddenly the childish voice of a little girl sounded in his ears.

"Are there only royal family members above the Prime Minister?"

Liu Yuan was so busy talking that he almost forgot about the two little kids he brought with him.

The little girl is quirky and has some of his charm when he was young. Liu Yuan likes this little girl very much.

"Not all of them are royal family members, but they make up the majority. Apart from the royal family members, there are only Your Majesty and..." The smile on Liu Yuan's face suddenly froze, and then a gloomy haze covered his face.

"Who else?" Xihe had just put her hand into her mouth when Xiao Mingxuan pulled it away.

Zhong Ting followed Xu Qingcheng in. He heard these words the moment he stepped through the door. His dignified face showed no emotion as he simply said, "And... Prince Anyuan's Mansion."

The only king of the opposite sex, a major concern for Emperor Jingyuan.

Xiao Mingxuan reached out and turned the little girl's head around, burying it in his arms. He leaned close to Xihe's ear and whispered, "It's okay, little Xier."

Xu Qingcheng is a big fool, but Liu Yuan is not. The martial arts champion of that year had a delicate and clear heart.

Just be brief; saying too much will inevitably arouse suspicion.

"Okay." Xihe lay obediently in Xiao Mingxuan's arms and stopped talking.

Xu Qingcheng didn't notice anything unusual here, completely lost in his own conjecture. After a moment, he slowly said, "That's not the case, is it? Prince Anyuan's mansion has been peaceful and docile in the Imperial City for many years, with no major incidents. Prince Anyuan himself rarely leaves the house, spending his days pursuing affairs of pleasure and immortality."

"Not necessarily. What seems the most unlikely is often the easiest to overlook, and is also the most important." Liu Yuan has been at the border for many years, having handled countless secret letters coming and going. His acumen is far beyond the reach of ordinary people. "What do you think, General Zhong?"

Zhong Ting's qualifications were much higher than those of Xu Qingcheng and Liu Yuan. He frowned slightly and said, "Prince Anyuan is indeed obedient, but... he is too obedient. It seems like he is pretending."

Then he said, "But if he is collaborating with the enemy and treason, what can he do? His troops have been taken away long ago."

Prince Anyuan was brought to the capital by Emperor Jingyuan. Although his fiefdom was still there, his soldiers had long been disbanded and organized into four major camps.

"Unless..." Zhong Ting pursed his lips and glanced at Liu Yuan vaguely.

Liu Yuan immediately responded, "Unless he has a private army."

"It's a grave sin for a vassal king to maintain a private army." Xu Qingcheng tapped the table slowly. "It's easy to raise soldiers. Jiang Zhongguo has the money, but what about the weapons? Who will provide him with space?"

Xu Qingcheng's words suddenly got stuck in his throat. He seemed to suddenly remember something and suddenly looked up to meet Zhong Ting's eyes. He saw that the other party nodded slightly at him.

"Is it such a coincidence?"

As for weapons, they were attacked along the way. There was a weapons factory under the cliff, and the destination of those weapons was also the imperial city.

The room was silent and no one spoke for a while.

After a long moment, Zhong Ting sighed and said, "These are just our guesses. I will write a letter to Your Majesty and let him make the final decision."

He turned to look at the lazy and unruly Liu Yuan, hesitated for a moment and said, "How about you write one too and I'll send it up together?"

On the way here, Xu Qingcheng had already briefly informed Zhong Ting of Liu Yuan's situation. Zhong Ting couldn't help but sigh in regret at the many experiences of this young and famous general.

"Me?" Liu Yuan was surprised for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "I've already explained my story, so why bother with this?"

It was unknown what Liu Yuan said that had touched Xu Qingcheng's nerves. The man who had been so calm just now suddenly exploded, his words becoming quite aggressive. "Don't you want to go back to the imperial city? Don't you want to go back to the border?"

Liu Yuan's eyes dimmed for a moment, then dissipated. "Qingcheng, my martial arts skills are all gone, and my meridians are almost broken. I'm lucky to be alive. Why should I get involved?"

Liu Yuan was fully aware of his situation; any further involvement would only cause more trouble. He brought the account books out, and his mission was accomplished.

From now on, I will live in Jiangnan, hiding my identity and becoming a rich and idle person.

He always has to accept regrets, accept emptiness, and accept being oblivious to the world.