Mo Shaoze lived in the villa for many years. Although he had never participated in court politics, he had heard some obscure legends about the things between Mo Yunzhao and Mo Yunhan.
In addition, Mo Yunhan is not much older than him.
He heard more about his childhood experiences.
After a moment of contemplation, he bowed and said, “Father, the situation of Ninth Prince is indeed very strange. I tracked down the people of the Ghost Sect and went to the Imperial Mausoleum. I met Ninth Prince and Ninth Princess and saw with my own eyes that the sect leader of the Ghost Sect had sucked dozens of his disciples to the bone. This shows the evil nature of the Ghost Sect disciples’ cultivation.”
"Later, I found out where the Ghost Sect was located and begged my Ninth Uncle to go with me. My Ninth Uncle must have been affected by evil magic when he was fighting the enemy, but he was able to distinguish friend from foe and did not harm any of us. He only tore a few Ghost Sect disciples apart alive before leaving. Therefore, I believe that my Ninth Uncle is not insane."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Mo Shaojun rushed in.
"Father, something terrible has happened! Ninth Uncle has gone mad and is indiscriminately killing innocent people outside. More than ten soldiers have been killed or wounded."
Mo Shaoze was taken aback.
"That's impossible."
Mo Shaojun glanced at him.
"Does Fourth Brother really think Third Brother would make such a fuss about Ninth Uncle?"
Mo Shaoze quickly offered an explanation.
"Third Brother, you misunderstand. I just think that if Ninth Uncle really went mad, how could he let those people of ours go in the Ghost Sect?"
Mo Yunzhao suddenly said, "He wasn't completely insane back then, and he still had some rationality. Can you guarantee that he will always have some rationality?"
Mo Shaoze choked.
When he tried to explain again, Mo Yunzhao didn't give him another chance.
"Third Prince, this matter concerns the royal family. We must not let Xiao Jiu escape. Many of the soldiers in the patrol camp know him well and may be soft-hearted. You take my imperial edict to Sun Ke to mobilize troops to surround the capital. As soon as Xiao Jiu shows up, capture him alive without harming him. The Emperor Emeritus is seriously ill and on his deathbed. He must see him one last time."
Sun Ke is the husband of Su Rong'an, the eldest daughter of the Su family.
He has recently sided with Mo Shaojun and is opposed to Mo Yunhan in military and political matters, so he will naturally devote himself wholeheartedly to the task of capturing him.
Mo Shaojun immediately knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty is benevolent and filial. Your son obeys the order and will certainly find a way to bring the Ninth Prince to the palace together with General Sun."
Mo Yunzhao nodded in satisfaction.
"That's excellent."
"Oh, right, there's one more thing. Get to post the imperial edict before dawn, so that all the people in the capital know that the Ninth Prince is insane and kills anyone he sees. Let them know to stay away from danger and not lose their lives needlessly."
Mo Shaoze's heart tightened.
Mo Yunhan has been regarded as a monster and a menace for many years, and his reputation has only recently improved.
Even during the most frenzied period of public opinion a few years ago, there were only rumors about his ferocity in the military; no one had ever witnessed him lose control and kill someone.
If this imperial edict is posted, it will confirm those rumors.
If someone is killed in the street during the manhunt, it will be difficult to control the situation.
He was anxious, thinking about how to persuade her.
Mo Yunzhao suddenly looked at him.
"Fourth Prince, your Imperial Grandfather is unwell. You haven't been able to attend to him in previous years. Go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and kneel down to pray for your Imperial Grandfather. I am tired, you may leave."
Helpless, Mo Shaoze could only bow and leave the hall.
On the stone steps of the Imperial Study.
Mo Shaojun looked at him with an ambiguous expression.
"Fourth Brother seems to care a lot about Ninth Prince's safety. Could it be that he intends to befriend him?"
Mo Shaoze's expression darkened slightly.
"What do you mean by this, Third Brother? Ninth Prince is our uncle, and I naturally respect him. Moreover, Ninth Prince is the God of War of our Great Zhou, who intimidates the surrounding small countries. As a prince, I naturally hope for peace and prosperity for the country. Does Third Brother have other ideas?"
Mo Shaojun snorted coldly and left.
The child of a lowly maidservant, raised outside for many years, has become sharp-tongued and sarcastic once he receives some favor.
However, he doesn't have time to clear away the weeds right now.
If Mo Yunhan is overthrown, the balance between the military and the government will inevitably collapse.
No matter who is brought up, they cannot compare to Su Weichuan.
At that point, the only solution will be to remove the two dragon heads and bring in new ones.
Sun Ke, who has already fallen out with the Su family, is the best candidate to replace him.
Mo Shaoze watched his figure disappear into the distance.
My feelings are very complicated.
If Jiang Qingwan were informed of this matter, would there still be room for maneuver?
At this moment, a young eunuch walked over and bowed to Mo Shaoze.
"Your Highness, this servant will escort you to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
Xiao Jiangzi was also left outside the palace, as Mo Shaoze had no one else available.
He asked, seemingly casually, "Who else has come to the palace to pray for the Emperor's grandfather?"
As the young eunuch led the way, he answered, "Besides the princes raised in the harem, the Ninth Prince's Consort is also there, but she's not in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, she's in the Kuihe Hall."
Mo Shaoze immediately replied.
"Since Aunt Jiu is here, I should go and pay my respects. Please take me to the Kuihe Hall."
"Your Highness!"
The little eunuch trembled with fright and immediately knelt on the ground.
"It's past midnight, Your Highness. How dare you barge into the inner palace? This servant will lose my head."
Mo Shaoze then realized that the time was wrong.
He was anxious, but he had no other choice.
I just hope to go there early tomorrow morning.
Jiang Qingwan did not sleep well that night.
She woke up just as dawn was breaking the next day.
Qinghui fetched water for her to wash her hands. She wasn't very good at styling complicated hair, so Jiang Qingwan simply tied it up with a hairpin.
"Let's go, the Emperor Emeritus should be awake by now."
Given Akamori's skill, there was no way the pill wouldn't have reached the Emperor Emeritus's mouth.
Qing Sui opened the palace door, and there was a large group of more than a dozen Imperial Guards standing outside.
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