The old patriarch nodded, his tone full of resentment and unwillingness.
"Yes! I heard that she was the king's illegitimate daughter!"
"The king would risk everything to protect her! But she's just a bastard with no roots, how can she compare to my Murong clan?!"
Helian Chang remained silent, his eyes deep.
He slowly sat back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, a barely perceptible light flashing in his eyes.
"Patriarch Murong," he finally spoke, his voice low but intriguing. "You came here at this hour, perhaps not just to complain to me?"
The old patriarch restrained his expression, his previous emotions gone.
He sat down opposite Helian Chang, leaning on his cane, and asked solemnly, "Grand Marshal... I'm sure you must be living in fear under the king's command, right?"
Helian Chang chuckled in his heart, he knew that the old fox's purpose was not simple.
"Your Majesty..." The old patriarch's eyes were gloomy as he spoke slowly, "He is just the son of a lowly Han woman, with a violent and capricious temper. He killed many conservative ministers as soon as he came to power, and now he has an ambiguous attitude towards the fusion faction headed by the Grand Marshal..."
"Considering the Grand Marshal's status..." He looked at Helian Chang, a slight smile on his lips, "The Grand Marshal should find a way out for himself!"
The corners of Helian Chang's mouth lifted slightly, and although there was a hint of a smile on his face, it was hard to tell what he was thinking from the depths of that smile.
"Then what terms does Patriarch Murong want to negotiate with me?"
Seeing his interest, the old clan leader didn't keep him in suspense. "My Murong clan is willing to do our best to unite with the other members of the eight clans, and with the help of the Grand Marshal, we will jointly welcome the second prince of pure blood to the throne."
Helian Chang narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not rush to refuse or accept, but just asked,
"If Patriarch Murong can unite the eight major clans, I wouldn't be a big deal."
The eight major tribes have deep roots in Northern Qiang. If they can truly unite to overthrow Duota, their chances of winning will be very high.
But a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the Murong clan leader. "Da Sima is not unaware of Duota's methods... and the omnipresent Eagle Guards, it's really..."
"If we can get the Grand Marshal to cooperate with us, then victory will be assured!"
Helian Chang nodded slightly.
Seeing that he was still considering it, the old patriarch continued to persuade him, "If the Grand Marshal stands with the conservatives this time, he will surely be accepted by the conservatives in the future because of his meritorious service to the emperor..."
"In this way, the Grand Marshal can truly gain a firm foothold in Northern Qiang..."
…
Patriarch Murong stayed for nearly an hour before finally leaving quietly.
Helian Chang sat in his study, thinking about his current situation.
On Dacheng's side, no one knows when Huo Yan will take action.
He had to find Yuan Zhao before Huo Yan took action and get hold of something against him.
In Northern Qiang, Duota is a very unstable factor, and the Second Prince has extended an olive branch.
Which side should I choose?
And what about Dota’s “illegitimate daughter”…what’s going on?
Although his thoughts were a little messy, Helian Chang suddenly smiled.
But now he found that there were suddenly many more roads in front of him.
As long as you grasp it well, you can achieve a reversal in your life just like that year.
Thinking of this, he chuckled softly. His expression could not be seen clearly in the candlelight, but he could only be heard mumbling,
"Brother, brother... my brother who died young..."
"You probably wouldn't have thought...that your brother, who can do nothing, would be so capable, right?"
…
After being rescued from the water by Duota that day, although Yuan Zhizhi was terribly ill, her body recovered quickly and she was able to eat, crawl and sleep within two days.
She just met Qingzhi, but Qingzhi did not mention to her that she had taken care of Yuanzhao before.
Yuan Zhizhi just felt that this sister was much more capable than the previous palace maids, and she could know her preferences at the first time in many things.
However, Qingzhi didn't do much to take care of Yuan Zhizhi.
Because ever since that drowning incident, Yuan Zhizhi has been almost dependent on Duota, never leaving his side.
She finally saw through it and realized that the Northern Qiang Palace was not a good place.
Although the big devil looks fierce, at least he will not take her life and will protect her.
As for the other people in the palace, one day they might find any excuse to kill her just because they dislike her.
Xiaobai is not around now, so it would be better for her to hug a thick thigh.
So, as long as Dota was not meeting the minister, she would find ways to stay with him.
Dota was not used to it at first.
He originally brought Yuan Zhizhi to the main hall just out of concern.
He originally wanted to let her stay in the warm room and let Qingzhi take care of her food and daily life. This way she could avoid danger and not disturb him from handling government affairs.
But how could Yuan Zhizhi just stay there quietly?
As soon as she heard no sound in the study, she would immediately tilt her head and peek at the door. After confirming that there was no outsider in the study, she would crawl in.
She came in very well-behaved, knowing that she couldn't disturb him, so she raised her chubby little face and smiled sweetly at him.
Then she climbed onto his legs, clinging to his left side, then to his right side, and then she climbed onto the small couch beside her and started playing with other things.
Dota was unwilling and cold at first, but seeing her like this, he really had no way to drive her away, so he could only let her go.
He was reviewing memorials while she was playing on the couch.
Sometimes he would fiddle with some small gadgets, and sometimes he would flip through a thin booklet, pretending to "read" properly.
When I get tired of playing, I lie on the couch and take a nap with a soft pillow.
While sleeping, he felt hungry, so he turned over and got up, rubbing his eyes and shouting incoherently:
"Mother...hungry..."
Over time, Duota has been able to grasp Yuan Zhizhi's daily routine.
Often, as soon as Yuan Zhizhi wakes up, warm milk is already delivered to her mouth.
When she was tired after sitting all day, Dotta would take the initiative to carry her for a walk in the back garden and even tell her a bedtime story.
These days, Jin Wan watched from the side and felt more and more that the king had unknowingly spoiled Miss Zhizhi into a little princess.
The medicines that Miss Zhizhi uses to regulate her body every day are all the best and most precious.
The clothes she wore were different every day, and even the colors, patterns, and materials were all selected by the king and made on the spot.
The rare fruits sent from the south must first be fed to Miss Zhizhi's mouth.
As long as she likes it, she will keep it all, and even the ladies in the harem will not get half a piece.
Jin Wan looked more and more surprised, but Qing Zhi didn't know how to face it.
The more the king cares about Miss Zhizhi, the more he cares about Yuan Zhao.
After all, Miss Zhizhi is not his daughter, and she will have to return to Dacheng sooner or later.
What should I do in the future?
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