Chapter 99 Wu Qining lowered his head and trembled as he returned to his sedan chair. As soon as he got on the sedan chair, his legs went weak and he fell...
Wu Qining returned to her sedan chair with her head lowered and trembling. As soon as she got on the sedan chair, her legs went weak and she fell to the ground with a thud. She covered her bloodshot eyes with her hands in pain and lay on the ground retching.
Her knuckles were white from the force she put on them, and she clutched her twisted face tightly. Her stomach was churning, almost forcibly shifting her internal organs. She lay on the ground, retching with her mouth wide open. An indescribable sourness and pain surged in her throat, accompanied by violent coughs, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
So disgusting, how could she be so disgusting.
How could she have such dirty thoughts about her own tutor, about Song Shiwei, who was suspected to be the empress's bloodline, right under her nose, lying in front of her knees?
If she had not had this dream, she could still deceive herself. She just had a little admiration and closeness towards Song Shiwei, just like she used to have towards her eldest and second imperial sisters, and liked to stick to them.
The subconscious desire in her dream immediately tore the thin cover she had put on her face into pieces, revealing itself bloodily between her and the clueless Song Shiwei.
She liked Song Shiwei, she liked her own tutor, her own elder sister, and she liked the powerful official who would die under her sword in the future for treason. She...
Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, mixed with the cold sweat that dripped down her forehead, and flowed drop by drop from between her fingers, leaving dark marks on the sedan chair and blurring her vision.
"Your Majesty, you..." Hearing the noise, Xuan Jian lifted the curtain and looked worriedly at the small figure curled up in the sedan chair.
"Get out." A hoarse voice came out of Wu Qining's throat. Xuan Jian suddenly caught a glimpse of the scarlet and cruel eyes in the narrow slit, and immediately shushed and retreated.
She had been Wu Qining's secret guard since she was young and had been with her for nearly twenty years, but she had never seen her like this.
He looked like he was about to be driven crazy.
It doesn’t matter. As long as she and those noble families die together, their relationship will never continue.
She will always be her tutor.
Song Shiwei lazily leaned on the sedan chair, flipping through the intelligence sent from various places. The Ningzhou family suffered heavy losses and was slaughtered. The rebel leader had superb weapons and was good at controlling the troops. Cui Xuan was ambushed and was in danger...
These places are becoming more and more lively. I believe they will be able to put on a good show when they return to Beijing.
As Song Shiwei thought about this, her eyes drifted to the empty space. She didn't know what Wu Qining was doing these days. He didn't get in the sedan chair to bother her. She was busy with Song An Ning's schoolwork, so the little brat didn't dare to wander around in front of her.
Although she knew that Wu Qining was not pestering her for schoolwork, it was still a nice feeling to have a student at her side.
Now the sedan chair was quiet, making her feel more comfortable whether she was resting or handling official business. But after staying there for a long time, she felt a little uncomfortable and felt as if something was missing.
What did Wu Qining dream about that day? Why has he been avoiding her so much these days?
His attention unconsciously shifted away from the memorial in his hand, and Song Shi frowned slightly as he thought.
Was it her rebellion? Or was it that group of noble families? Apart from these two possibilities, Song Shiwei could not think of a third possibility.
She caught a glimpse of Little Blue Tuan coming to work as usual. She nodded her little head and asked her softly, "10086, what do you think is the reason?"
Those who are involved in the matter are often confused, while those who are not involved can see things more clearly. If you ask other people who have experienced the same thing as you, they may get a different answer.
10086 was stunned for a moment, then immediately jumped up and turned around in the sea of consciousness for a few times, trying to give its host the most correct answer.
This host is very busy and has almost no free time every day, let alone chatting with it. This is the first time this host has a question for it.
But my empty head couldn't come up with an answer after thinking for a long time.
10086 took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said uncertainly: "Maybe she realized that she had feelings for the Master, so she didn't dare to see him these days."
Although she didn't know the relationship between the host and the villain in other systems, for her, the villain's abnormality was almost always caused by this reason, without exception.
Although it did not see the villain's love for the host, it still copied the answer and replied to Song Shiwei.
How is this possible? It's ridiculous.
Song Shiwei's narrow eyes widened, and after blinking twice, he denied it without thinking.
She was ten years older than Wu Qining and was her tutor. She raised Wu Qining like a child and an emperor. The child usually pretended to respect his teacher. Even if she was secretly thinking about how to kill her every day, she would never think about such a thing. Ridiculous, too ridiculous.
As expected, people from this other world still don’t understand reason.
Although 10086's theory was completely denied by Song Shiwei, she still gave her a lesson in ethics in her mind. Wu Qining's unusually rosy sleeping face at that time still left a ripple in her heart, and planted a seed of suspicion when she herself did not realize it.
Cui Xuan died on the first day they returned to Beijing.
At that time, Song Shiwei and Wu Qining's sedan chair had just arrived in the capital. Song Shiwei left Wu Qining behind and returned home immediately. Wu Qining also made the same choice and returned to Yongning Palace, mobilizing the secret guards to receive the latest news from the battlefield.
"Cui Xuan is dead, and the chess piece has taken over. I have reached an agreement with her to work together. I will surrender soon and accept the imperial court's offer of amnesty. Your Majesty, please give me an official position."
When Wu Qining caught a glimpse of the handwriting, it was as if he saw Xuan Shi’s mischievous expression. He curled the corners of his mouth and laughed.
Xuan Jian frowned and asked worriedly, "The Cui family lost Cui Xuan and so many other noble families. Are they still willing to accept the imperial court's offer of amnesty?"
"That depends on how big of a threat the Grand Tutor poses to them." Wu Qining said calmly, looking at another piece of intelligence in his hand.
"They advocate war, so the Grand Tutor is very likely to send Lin Sheng, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards. Firstly, with this military achievement, as long as Lin Sheng is still alive, she will be the commander of the Imperial Guards. Secondly, Lin Sheng is her man, and even if he goes to quell the rebellion, he will not massacre the people, which can minimize the losses. However, the Imperial Guards will be controlled by the Grand Tutor in the future. Are they willing?"
"If they don't want to, they will have to accept it and let my people, the Cui family members, compete with Lin Sheng for the position of leader based on their merits in recruiting the pacification forces."
"They will not let the Taifu family dominate and take sole control of such an important military power as the Imperial Guard. Especially since the Taifu was previously the Minister of War."
Wu Qining curled his eyes.
"We just need to sit back and watch them fight. The Grand Tutor was born in a humble family and is very kind to the common people. She will never initiate a war. I'm afraid she will give up the position of leader to the aristocratic family."
"Cui Liu, Cui Xuan's confidant, is the deputy general in the army suppressing the rebellion and is highly valued by Cui Xuan. He has already contacted the rebel leader and the information received is that the leader will surrender soon and reach a peace agreement. Cui Jiazi, with such achievements, will probably be lifted up by the prime minister to compete with General Lin Sheng. Her leader will probably make a big fuss." Song Lin analyzed the information he had just obtained.
Then he said uncertainly: "The Cui family has lost Cui Xuan, the Prime Minister's sister. They may not negotiate and only want revenge."
"No, the Cui family values Cui Xuan because she controls the Imperial Guards. Without Cui Xuan, the other sons of noble families will have too low positions in the Imperial Guards, so he must immediately push another one up." Song Shiwei denied lightly.
"What about the position of the commander of the Royal Guards?"
Song Lin knew that if the aristocratic family promoted peace talks, Song Shiwei would never object.
Song Shiwei placed his eyes on another piece of information and tapped it lightly with his bony fingers.
"No rush. Let's have someone investigate Zuixianlou again. See if the new member of the Cui family is like the rebel leader and has any connection with Zuixianlou, such as dining at Zuixianlou every month, or having a love affair with someone in Zuixianlou..."
The dawn was just breaking, and a faint bluish-white hue appeared in the sky. Song Shiwei, who had disappeared for many days, was wearing a scarlet robe and standing under the puppet emperor Wu Qining. Her narrow eyes swept over the gloomy faces of the officials of the aristocratic families below, and she said in a deep voice:
"I am deeply saddened by the death of Cui Xuan, the commander of the Imperial Guards, in suppressing the rebellion. I would like to send the deputy commander, Lin Sheng, to suppress the rebellion and avenge him. Do you have any objections?"
After a while of chattering, one of the courtiers stood up and said loudly, "Although the rebels have been causing chaos for a while, it is also because they have suffered a serious disaster and have no food to eat. It is understandable. Since they are willing to surrender, why not show mercy and let them go."
"Since they are willing to repent, our great country is not without such generosity."
"I also advocate peace talks."
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Song Shiwei looked at the aristocratic official who immediately changed his expression and sneered, thinking it was very interesting.
That's right, it was the Ningzhou family who died, not them, and they just felt that the family had lost face and needed to get it back. Now it's really related to their interests, how can they stay out of it?
Her Majesty is really capable. She is even going to act according to her plan and personally promote the peace talks. What a great conspiracy.
However, if you want to bite a piece of meat from her hand, you will have to pay a price.
Song Shiwei gave the ministers of her faction a look, and they immediately submitted a memorial requesting to send troops to lead the battle.
The already noisy court became even noisier. After a while, Song Shiwei rubbed his brows weakly and indicated that they would discuss it another day.
"Since you all have different opinions, let's discuss it later. I'll adjourn the court."
There was such disorder in the court for three consecutive days, until the evening of the third day when the prime minister, on behalf of the aristocratic families, offered benefits that satisfied Song Shiwei. On the fourth day, Song Shiwei issued an edict, ordering Cui Liu to be responsible for the peace talks.
Half a month later, the Imperial Guards, who had dealt with everything, returned home, and the rebel leader Xuan Shi was casually appointed as a small official and lived in the capital.
Cui Liu and Lin Sheng were both appointed as deputy commanders of the Imperial Guards for a term of one year, and the better one would become the commander of the Imperial Guards.
The next night, the rebel leader Xuan Shi committed treason and was ordered by Song Shiwei to be thrown into Tianlao for retrial later.
That night, Song Shiwei wore a scarlet dragon robe and smiled at Wu Qining from afar.
Your Majesty, you are using your trick on me and I am taking your chess piece. That's fair.
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