"There's trouble in the capital, and it concerns the imperial family, so there really needs to be someone who can keep things in check."
"Guards, draft the imperial edict!"
...
Outside Kunning Palace, Qin Run anxiously summoned Qin Minglang.
"Go to the Mu family on the sixth street of the third district in the east, and under the cover of darkness, kill them all."
Qin Minglang was stunned.
"Are you crazy? What do you think this place is? This is Beijing! You want me to go to the Eastern Third District to kill someone?"
Qin Run didn't hide it from him.
"Haven't you heard about the murder case circulating outside? The Third Prince has already taken people from the Censorate to Father Emperor to complain about me. If I die, you and everyone in the Cheng family will have to be buried with me."
Qin Minglang then came to his senses.
She stared in disbelief at the young man before her.
"Are you talking about the case of the murdered students at Yulin Academy? Did you commit that crime?"
Qin Runhun didn't care.
“A poor, pedantic scholar caused me to be expelled from the Imperial Academy; he deserved to die. Now I am a prince, favored by my father, and here in Kunning Palace to observe mourning for the Empress Dowager. Those poor, lowly commoners still dare to cause trouble. If I don’t teach them a lesson, they won’t know how heavy the imperial power is.”
Qin Minglang never expected that Qin Run would treat human lives so lightly.
But right now, Qin Run is his only bargaining chip to turn things around.
We absolutely cannot allow anything to go wrong.
"You are now a prince, and many eyes are watching you. Remember to be careful with your words and actions. I will help you clean up this matter."
Qin Run waved his hand impatiently.
"What do you mean by helping me? This is also helping you. When I become the crown prince, I will definitely appoint you as the Protector General of the Nation, second only to the emperor."
After he finished speaking, he sneered, patted Qin Minglang on the shoulder, and turned back into Kunning Palace.
Mo Shaoze, who was hiding in the shadows, heard everything clearly.
Xiao Jiangzi, holding a newly folded bundle of joss paper, waited until Qin Minglang left before whispering, "Your Highness, should we report this matter to the Emperor?"
Mo Shaoze thought for a moment, then waved his hand.
“The Third Prince has already made his move, so we don’t need to do anything. I just didn’t expect Qin Run to be so vicious at such a young age. I really can’t figure out why Father recognized him. Was it just because of that token? That was far too hasty.”
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