Yunqing interpreted all of this as the child being clingy.
[Will it get better when he/she is a little older?]
She was only guessing about it and wasn't very sure, but in any case, as long as the little tyrant didn't become suspicious of her when he grew up, that would be fine. Sometimes, being a close advisor to the emperor wasn't so easy.
Xie Rang smiled but remained silent.
Before long, the officials following behind also arrived at the palace one after another. Lin Chen, who loved to watch the excitement, arranged for Liang Zhigong and Pingjiang Wang to stay next door, probably wanting to see if the two would fight.
But they were both surprisingly calm, and it's truly a miracle that they can still smile when they see each other.
Diancui quickly found Yunqing's room. She looked around, her eyes sparkling: "Young master, this place is really magnificent."
Yun Qing shattered her illusions: "I wonder how much of the people's wealth they've plundered."
Every dynasty inevitably declines after reaching its peak. The first few emperors of the Great Xi Dynasty fared well, but later on, the dynasty began to fall.
The imperial tombs are not that magical; they are merely fabricated to glorify the royal family. The imperial palaces were built around that time, which inevitably required corvée labor and funds from taxes, causing immense suffering to countless people.
Diancui instantly returned to normal: "Okay, thinking about it, that makes sense."
What the upper class does is closely related to the common people. Diancui was just an ordinary person. Knowing the sordid things involved, he couldn't say much.
Once inside the room, Yun Qing specifically led her to see the small door, whispering, "His Majesty lives next door. Be careful what you say, lest you give yourself away."
Diancui was someone who served her and knew she was a woman, so she had to be extra careful in this regard.
The maid nodded: "Don't worry, young master, I know."
Because it's ancestral worship, we have to fast for the next few days. In the evenings, the dishes delivered are all vegetarian, but fortunately, the cook's skills are decent, so they're not too hard to eat.
Lin Chen is a responsible person. Yun Qing only caught a glimpse of him from afar when she arrived, and then she didn't see him much after that. She found out that he had gone on patrol, just in case something happened.
Yun Qing guessed that it was only the first day, and no one would be able to resist causing trouble. However, she fell asleep in the middle of the night and heard the sounds of fighting outside.
She had been on high alert for a while and woke up as quickly as possible. Qinglan flipped down from the roof beam and said, "They are assassins, but they don't sound like they are from either of those two sides."
The guards had sharp ears and could tell from the sounds that several parties were fighting.
Diancui also woke up and quickly went to Yunqing's side. After all, she had been trained since childhood, and although she did not know martial arts, she was still relatively calm: "Young master, what should we do now?"
The clanging and clashing of cold weapons were gradually approaching, and no one knew when they would arrive.
Qinglan said, "Qingque is guarding the gate."
"Please be quiet, I'll go check on His Majesty."
Yun Qing got out of bed. Fortunately, to prevent any accidents, she only took off her outer robe while sleeping.
She walked quickly toward the small door.
Perhaps by chance, before she could open the door, it was opened from the other side.
Xie Rang saw her and asked, "Grand Tutor, have you encountered any assassins?"
I was surprised that this child still cared about me so much; I was touched.
Yun Qing shook her head: "It doesn't seem like they're assassins targeting us. Let's hide first."
Although the palace was built in a luxurious manner, Yun Qing had to admit that some of its designs were quite ingenious, whether it was the small doors for escape or the secret rooms for hiding.
As they spoke, the noise outside grew louder, and they could vaguely hear a servant shouting, "Fire! Fire!" Then, in an instant, the sound moved even closer to them.
With a bang, the door was kicked open, and a flash of blades mixed with the stench of blood rushed into the room. Qingque leaped forward and blocked the attack, making a loud clanging sound.
He shouted back, "Young master, hurry up and run!"
The assassin's attack suddenly became even more ferocious: "A hypocritical thief, yet his lackeys are so loyal!"
The snow-white blade was illuminated by the candlelight. Yun Qing gestured for Qing Lan to help, while she quickly put her arm around the little tyrant and, protected by Diancui and Shunfeng, went into the dark room to hide. Even after the door closed, she felt her heart still pounding.
Diancui panicked: "Young master, will they be alright outside?"
These bodyguards often appeared around Yun Qing, and they were like Diancui's older brothers and sisters, so it was normal for her to be worried.
Yun Qing let out a deep breath: "Don't worry, they are skilled. Only when we are safe can they use their full strength."
Xie Rang was still being led by the wrist by Yun Qing, his expression grave: "I didn't expect that the people here tonight would include Grand Tutor Chao."
It's normal that no one came after him; after all, he was just a puppet emperor in the eyes of outsiders, and a large-scale assassination attempt would obviously not be worthwhile.
Yun Qing had just said that he was not there to assassinate them when he was immediately proven wrong. He felt very complicated: "The purpose of the assassination is so obvious. I don't know where I offended their master."
Yun Qing believed that she had kept a low profile since her transmigration. Whenever something was too offensive, she would usually let the Prince of Pingjiang take the blame. Who could possibly hold a grudge against her?
Wait... yes, there is!
Yun Qing gleaned some obscure details from the knowledge she had acquired.
[Jiao Wenli, the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief, is a notoriously radical royalist in history, and his entire staff are radicals. Aren't they the ones I've disliked the most for the past six months? No way, no way, could it really be them plotting an assassination here?]
Yun Qing burst out with questions in her heart, unaware of Xie Rang's increasingly cold gaze.
He knew that the group of remonstrating officials were the most talkative, and they had always disapproved of the Grand Tutor's wielding of power; Yan Yangke was a prime example.
Last time, it was the Grand Tutor who stopped him, but if they really make a move this time, Xie Rang wouldn't mind teaching them a lesson.
Xie Rang concealed his coldness and slowly asked, "Why are the Grand Tutor's movements so stiff? Do you already have the answer?"
Yun Qing paused for a moment, and once again gained a profound understanding of the little tyrant's keen perception.
She hesitated, then said, "I have some leads; I will investigate later."
Yun Qing isn't a saint. If it really was that person, and the other party dared to openly assassinate her, then retaliating would be normal. But she doesn't want to wrong anyone, so she'll wait for the investigation results before making any decisions.
Xie Rang gave a faint "hmm," relieved to know that the Grand Tutor hadn't softened his stance.
At this moment, Shunfeng said, "Your Majesty, Lord Li, it seems there's no movement outside."
The name Shunfengqi has a certain meaning; his keen hearing is a secret weapon when necessary.
Yun Qing said cautiously, "No rush, let's wait for Qing Que to come and pick us up."
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