The candlelight flickered, and the Prince of Jin had a cold look on his face.
"Sneak into Liangcheng and abduct Mu Wanqing. You have to do it perfectly."
"Yes." The man in black disappeared quietly.
Prince Jin stroked his right cheek, and the uneven scars under his hands reminded him of the suffering he had endured.
He was chased like a dog all the way, and was hunted down, leaving him covered in wounds. If he hadn't used his memories from his past life to recruit Tianyi Pavilion, the largest force in the martial arts world, into his fold, he would have probably not been able to escape.
He hated the emperor and his son so much that he vowed to take revenge.
He carefully arranged a series of plans, contacted the three kingdoms, cooperated internally and externally, and used the opponent's strength to defeat him, in order to seize the throne.
He used the prophets and everything went according to his plan. The three kingdoms invaded Da Qi at the same time, and the court fought wars everywhere, consuming the country's fortune.
Everything went smoothly, but something went wrong in Xiliang.
General Du was assassinated but survived. Du Shaoxuan took over the command of the Du family army and was able to fight two enemies at once even when the food and grass were burned.
What went wrong?
Where does this endless supply of food come from?
Mu Wanqing, a character who did not appear in the previous life, actually became the acting supreme commander of Xiliang. He took over when Xiliang was leaderless and managed Xiliang in an orderly manner, gaining everyone's respect.
This is simply unbelievable.
He had long known that Mu Wanqing was capable and resourceful, but now it seemed that he had underestimated her.
He must subdue Mu Wanqing, bring the Xiliang army and civilians under his command, and help him achieve his great cause.
As for whether Mu Wanqing was willing or not, she had no choice unless she wanted to die.
If you are not useful to him, then die.
Those who follow him will prosper, and those who go against him will perish.
A trace of cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes...
Outside the door, a light footstep sounded, "My Lord, I made some food for you to taste."
The Prince of Jin's expression eased a little, "Come in."
A beautiful lady with a stunning appearance walked in gracefully, holding a tray in her hand.
The Prince of Jin ate very little for dinner, and only realized he was hungry when he smelled the tempting aroma, "Jin'er, you are so thoughtful. It is my blessing to have a good wife like you."
Mu Jinyao wore a simple dress and no makeup, but her stunning beauty could not be concealed.
Her eyes were gentle, and she looked at the man affectionately, "It is my blessing to meet the prince, please try my cooking."
She personally brought the food to his hands. The Prince of Jin looked down and asked, "What is this?"
“Fried flour.”
Prince Jin blurted out subconsciously, "Is it Mu Wanqing's specialty?"
Mu Jinyao was stunned. He even knew this? He... was collecting information about Mu Wanqing? What did he want to do?
"Yes, this dish looks simple, but it takes a lot of thought. I added raisins and osmanthus to the original recipe. I wonder if it suits your taste?"
These two were the favorites of the Prince of Jin, so how could they not suit his taste? He took a bite and his mouth was filled with sweetness. He couldn't help but praise, "Sweet and delicious, not bad, you are smart and kind, attentive and thoughtful, I can't leave you for a moment."
Mu Jinyao personally arranged his diet and daily life without asking anyone else to do it for him.
After finishing a bowl, the prince of Jin felt his appetite warm and he felt a little better. "Cooking is too hard. Next time, let the cook do it and you can just give instructions from the side."
Mu Jinyao's eyes were filled with sweetness. "I wash my hands and cook soup for my husband. I couldn't ask for more. I am filled with joy."
The Prince of Jin smiled, "Okay, okay, God has been very kind to me, leaving you, my dear friend, to me."
"Or?" A strange feeling flashed through Mu Jinyao's mind.
"It's worth my hard work to get you back." When the Prince of Jin heard that Mu Jinyao had left Beijing for Liangcheng, he sent people to rob him halfway. "Mu Wanqing can really cook? Is her cooking skill really that good?"
Mu Jinyao suppressed her complicated thoughts and said, "Yes, she is smart and has a high level of understanding. She can draw inferences from one example and is the best at everything she does."
"What's her best dish?"
Mu Jinyao felt even more strange, "Huh? It seems like he's good at both?"
The Prince of Jin tapped the table lightly, his expression slightly strange. "Mu Wanqing has become the person in charge of Xiliang, did you know that?"
Mu Jinyao was stunned for a long time, his mood was extremely complicated. He was shocked, but didn't seem too surprised.
That's Mu Wanqing. No matter how bizarre the things are, they are normal for her.
"I'm in the inner house, I don't have access to information, how could I know this? I didn't expect her to go this far, it's so shocking."
The Prince of Jin looked at her face, his meaning unclear, "Don't you want to ask how a woman like her could have surpassed so many capable men and reached a high position step by step?"
Mu Jinyao felt uncomfortable instinctively. What was he hinting at? Haha, men.
"When she was a concubine's daughter and became the head of the Mu family at the young age of fourteen, I knew she was extraordinary."
She was so calm that the Prince of Jin felt strange. "You are not jealous at all?"
Mu Jinyao was silent for a moment. "She and I are completely different types. We are not the same type. There is nothing to be jealous of."
If the difference is a little bit, I will be jealous, but if the difference is too big...just don't bother.
The Prince of Jin liked this about her, she was generous, "I'll go and invite her over, you're the elder sister and she's the younger sister, you take care of her in the future."
Mu Jinyao's expression changed several times, and he was filled with fear and shock in his heart. Was he going to kidnap someone again?
Not long after, she heard a rumor that Mu Wanqing brought Xiliang to surrender to the Prince of Jin's Mansion.
It was not until this moment that she finally understood the Prince of Jin's plan.
When the news came out, the whole world was shocked and everyone was talking about it.
The court was in an uproar, and civil and military officials wrote letters to denounce Mu Wanqing's wolfish ambitions and said she was a femme fatale who brought disaster to the country and the people.
He also angrily denounced the Xiliang Du family for being in collusion with the corrupt and being disloyal and unrighteous.
Everyone called for severe punishment to serve as a warning to those who are restless.
However, the king sitting high on the throne showed no anger or joy, and had no reaction at all.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
The emperor raised his eyes, seemingly still asleep, "Is the quarrel over? Then let's go."
He stood up and walked to the back. The Minister of Revenue boldly reminded him, "You haven't issued the order yet..."
The emperor suddenly realized something and said loudly, "Pass on my decree. Princess Qingping will be appointed as the deputy commander of the Xiliang Prefecture, in charge of the civil affairs of the Xiliang region..."
When the decree came out, everyone was stunned and suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.
The Prime Minister asked tremblingly, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"
The emperor's expression was as indifferent as snow. "Princess Qingping despises the Prince Jin's Mansion. She would rather be independent than board the shabby ship of the Prince Jin's Mansion."
He swept his dark eyes over everyone, "You are all important officials in the court. You are so anxious when faced with something. You directly convicted the Princess of Qingping without even checking. I can't help but doubt your intentions."
He became more and more excited as he spoke, and angrily shouted, "The country is in crisis, and you don't think about how to solve the dilemma, but deliberately follow the thoughts of the traitors and cut off your left and right arms. What do you want to do?"
These words were too harsh, and all the ministers knelt down one after another, "Your Majesty, we dare not."
The emperor looked at the courtiers kneeling on the ground, and a hint of sneer appeared on his lips. "It's too early to abandon the light and join the dark. Let's wait and see for a while."
After saying this, he walked away, leaving behind a group of panicked officials.
The prince gave them a cold look and quickly followed his father.
As soon as he entered the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, the emperor's body shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The prince quickly supported him, terrified, "Father, Father, someone, call the doctor quickly."
The doctor came in hurriedly and took the pulse for a long time, his face becoming more and more solemn, "Your Majesty, I have long said that you should not waste your energy anymore, and you should not get angry, but why are you still..."
The emperor no longer had the spirit he had in the court, and waved his hand, "How long can I live?"
"Father." The prince felt pain and anxiety in his heart, and his eyes were red.
The doctor knelt down with a plop, his face as pale as paper, "Your Majesty."
"Speak." The king shouted angrily. His powerful authority frightened the doctor and he could not help but say, "If you don't worry about worldly affairs and take good care of your illness, you can live for three or four years. If you continue like this... half a year."
The emperor closed his eyes and said, "Prescribe a strong medicine."
"Father, no." The prince couldn't help but become anxious. Strong medicine can stimulate human potential and prolong life for a period of time, but there is no possibility of cure and it will only cause severe torture.
The emperor looked dejected, "If even a little bit of my illness were revealed..."
The doctor's mouth was full of bitterness. Ever since the emperor fell seriously ill, he had been trembling with fear and walking on thin ice every day.
Once the king died of illness, the imperial doctors who were responsible for treating him would be buried with him. He did not ask for anything else but only for the well-being of his family.
"I dare not."
The emperor waved his hand tiredly, "Go."
As soon as the doctor left, the prince knelt on the ground, and with tears in his eyes, he fell on his father's knees, "Father, I beg you, please rest and recover from your illness."
This disease is completely caused by exhaustion. I only sleep for more than an hour a day. Even a strong man can't stand it.
The emperor couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could he recuperate at this time? There was still a war in Ganzhou City, the Prince of Wei's Mansion and the Prince of Jin had rebelled one after another, and there were sporadic uprisings in various places. The court was in danger and could collapse at any time.
"I have had a rough life. When I was young, I was persecuted by the demon concubine, which damaged my body. It is a blessing from God that I can survive to this day."
"I inherited a mess from the previous emperor, but I cannot leave this mess to you. Give me some more time..."
What can he do if time is not right for him?
The prince, who was always calm and steady, burst into tears, "Father, I just want you to live well."
The emperor gently stroked the prince's back, "I am very happy."
It is said that there is no family affection in the imperial family, but he loves his children deeply, and the prince also loves him as a father.
That's enough.
The atmosphere in the house was warm and tender, yet also extremely cruel.
The emperor pulled the prince up and sat beside him, and asked seriously, "What do you think of Mu Wanqing?"
The prince turned his head and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "She is extremely smart, very clever, talented, and arrogant... She is extremely rebellious and likes to challenge the rules."
The emperor nodded slightly, "Talented people are always proud, not to mention such amazing talent, how could he be willing to be bound by rules?"
The backyard couldn't trap her, and the secular rules couldn't trap her either. She could get to where she is today because of her strong strength and determination.
"You have also read Mu Wanqing's letter. How true do you think her words are?"
The prince's mouth twitched. Mu Wanqing was a very contradictory person. He was obviously as smart as a demon, but sometimes he was so frank that it made people laugh and cry.
She would send three letters every month, without fail. In the past, she would ask Mu Shuai to smuggle them in, but later she would send them in her own name.
Her letters usually have three paragraphs. The first paragraph is about greetings and flattering the emperor. It is straightforward and cute.
In the second paragraph, she writes about what she did, detailing every detail. Her writing is very vivid, and she can make even small things interesting. Her life in Xiliang comes to life on paper.
The third paragraph, praise yourself! What? Today is another day when I am overwhelmed by my own wisdom and beauty. How naughty.
This made the reader know her experience very well, and he no longer had any guard against her, but instead could not help but feel a bit fond of her.
Both father and son like reading letters very much. They see a different world through her letters.
The prince had to admit that Mu Wanqing was very capable, "90% true."
That man was too proud to tell a lie.
The emperor sighed softly, "Da Qi was founded 190 years ago, and various conflicts have erupted. Some problems have been long-standing and difficult to resolve. Coupled with various natural and man-made disasters, I once thought that the Da Qi Dynasty would be destroyed in my hands."
He considered himself a good and benevolent emperor, but heaven was not on his side.
The prince's face changed drastically, "Father."
The emperor has always been worried that he would become the king who lost his country, but now, he doesn't seem to be so worried.
"Mu Wanqing may be the only hope for the Great Qi Dynasty. A serious illness requires strong medicine, and a chaotic era requires severe punishment. Others can't do it, but she can." Note (1)
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Note (1) Serious illnesses require strong medicines, and troubled times require severe punishments. I saw this sentence on Baidu.
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