Wei Ting said calmly, "Don't bother Princess Kangning."
Princess Beiyan said in a gentle voice: "I have just arrived in the capital, and I am not familiar with it. I wonder if the general can accompany me to take a look around. I have heard that the lantern festival in the capital of the Great Zhou is very beautiful, and I have always hoped to have the opportunity to see it."
"How about I accompany Princess Beiyan for a walk?"
The Wei family carriage arrived, and Su Xiaoxiao jumped off the carriage, asserting her sovereignty and standing beside Wei Ting, "Although my husband was born and raised in Beijing, he has studied poetry and books since he was young and rarely goes out for a stroll. I'm afraid he may not be qualified to be the guide of the Princess of Beiyan."
After Su Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she said to the driver who had taken over halfway, "Fusu, the Princess of Beiyan is in need of a guide. You are familiar with the capital, so why don't you take the Princess of Beiyan for a walk?"
"Why me?"
After being with Yuchi Xiu for a long time, Fusu had completely changed his mind and could no longer speak in a dignified manner. "Let Yuchi Xiu go!"
Yuchi Xiu appeared from the darkness, "I'm not going!"
Fusu turned his head and looked at him and said, "Aren't you from Northern Yan? Your princess is here, you should receive her!"
"I'm not from Northern Yan!" Yuchi Xiu said angrily.
"Where are you from?"
"None of your business!"
The two of them started arguing as if no one was around.
Princess Beiyan maintained a proper smile and said, "I am tired. I will go back to the inn first. General, I will see you at the welcoming banquet tomorrow."
After she left, Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Ting and narrowed her eyes dangerously: "General? You called her so affectionately, there must be something going on between you and her!"
Wei Ting said: "No."
Su Xiaoxiao said sternly, "Still trying to quibble? When you went to assassinate King Hu Lie of Northern Yan, do you dare to say that you didn't run into her?"
Wei Ting was stunned: "You even know this? Who told you?"
Su Xiaoxiao immediately became fierce: "You are having an affair with her!"
Wei Ting was helpless: "What a mess! Who is having an affair with her? Watch your words."
Su Xiaoxiao folded her arms and said, "Tell me how you managed to escape from King Hu Lie's military camp back then?"
Wei Ting said coldly, "He killed his way out."
Su Xiaoxiao raised her chin: "Are you sure it wasn't Princess Beiyan who let you go?"
Wei Ting sighed: "She didn't let me go, I kidnapped her."
Su Xiaoxiao's eyes widened: "Did you touch her?"
Wei Ting said: "There is no gender on the battlefield, just like when you doctors treat patients, it only matters success or failure, not gender."
Su Xiaoxiao was still not satisfied with this answer.
Wei Ting held his forehead with his hand: "I put a knife to her neck and forced her to be a hostage for a while."
"What happened next?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.
"Later." Wei Ting glanced at Yuchi Xiu with a chill, "A careless guy fell into the trap set by Helian Ye. I exchanged hostages with Beiyan and redeemed him."
Yuchi Xiu looked up at the sky. He didn't admit it, so he didn't have it.
Su Xiaoxiao: "Oh."
Wei Ting: "What's that expression on your face?"
Su Xiaoxiao patted his shoulder like a brother and said generously, "Don't worry, I'm not such a stingy person. My husband is so handsome and has a good figure. It's normal for someone to miss him. I don't mind. Just focus on receiving the envoys. Leave this bad peach blossom to me."
She said this with a smile, not forgetting to pat her chest.
Wei Ting: Why do I feel like you are a little excited?
Remembering the business, Wei Ting looked at her seriously: "Did you forget me in the palace today?"
Su Xiaoxiao choked: "Ahem, no, no."
Looking at a fat little peacock escaping onto the carriage, Wei Ting's eyes darkened.
It would be strange if there wasn’t one.
Heartless girl! This person seems easy to approach, but his heart is very far away.
She lusted after his body, but she had no intention of letting anyone into her heart.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the curtain and saw Wei Ting staring at her. She said hurriedly, "Why don't you come up? I was just doing something, really! Serious business!"
She was indeed out of the palace for some official business, and it was not false that she forgot about someone. Doctor Fu reminded her, "Xiaoxiao, you came to the clinic alone, where is Wei Ting?"
At that time, she just felt that she was struck by lightning.
Wei Ting...was forgotten by her in the palace!
The carriage began to move slowly.
Su Xiaoxiao told the whole story of what happened today.
Wei Ting heard four key points.
1. Mo Guiyuan has a partner who helps Mo Guiyuan contact Beiyan and deploy in the capital.
Second, it is very likely that this person was the one who killed Wei Xu and Wei Dalang.
Third, Sikong Yun and Prime Minister Guo are each other’s people.
Fourth, the late emperor’s last will is in his hands.
"I have something to say about the third point." Su Xiaoxiao said.
"You say." Wei Ting said.
Su Xiaoxiao asked: "Could it be that Prime Minister Guo is that person?"
Wei Ting shook his head: "Prime Minister Guo is not that capable. Judging from Prime Minister Guo's actions towards Guo Huan, he doesn't even know that Guo Huan is working for Mo Guiyuan."
Su Xiaoxiao took out two walnuts and placed them on the table. "So, there are two camps in total. One is Mo Guiyuan's White Lotus Sect, and the other is the camp of the mastermind. The pawns of the two camps don't know each other's identities, just like Guo Huan doesn't know that Prime Minister Guo is a minion of the mastermind, and Prime Minister Guo doesn't know that Guo Huan is Mo Guiyuan's spy."
Wei Ting nodded: "That's right. Judging from the current victory and defeat situation, the only one who really has a comprehensive view of the overall situation is the mastermind behind the scenes. The White Lotus Sect was destroyed, but he remained unscathed. It's really a big chess game!"
Su Xiaoxiao continued, "Then, Prime Minister Guo and Sikong Yun are his people. Do they know each other's existence?"
Wei Ting frowned: "It's hard to say."
Su Xiaoxiao stroked the walnuts on the table and said, "I can't figure it out. In the Great Zhou, who could have such a deep hatred for the Wei family? The first person I thought of was Emperor Jingxuan, but on second thought, if he was really the mastermind behind it, why would he be so scared by the White Lotus Sect?"
Wei Ting actually also considered Emperor Jingxuan. In order to maintain his image as a wise ruler, Emperor Jingxuan was reluctant to massacre the Wei family, so he used Northern Yan to kill all the generals of the Wei family.
But on second thought, I felt that the possibility was very small.
Emperor Jingxuan was not a good person, but he was not a very foolish emperor either.
He understood what it meant for the entire Wei family to die in battle, and he was not that stupid.
Another piece of evidence is the late emperor's will.
If Emperor Jingxuan had obtained it, he would have destroyed it immediately. How could he have let it fall into Mo Guiyuan's hands? Wei Ting said thoughtfully, "I boldly guess that he did not take the initiative to give the imperial edict to Mo Guiyuan. It must have been obtained by Mo Guiyuan by chance. Who knows, he may have secretly contributed to the suppression of the White Lotus Sect this time."
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly realized: "He wants to take back the imperial edict."
Wei Ting said seriously: "That's right."
Su Xiaoxiao: What a cruel person, what a powerful plan!
Su Xiaoxiao felt as if there were ants scratching her heart: "Who is he?"
Wei Ting said calmly: "Sikong Yun has escaped, but isn't there still Prime Minister Guo? Just ask Prime Minister Guo and you will know."
Prime Minister Guo finished his tedious official duties and planned to return home.
Just as he was about to get on the carriage, a fat figure jumped out from behind him and put him in a sack! I received a temporary notice that the monthly tickets have been doubled. If you vote now, you will get two votes.
I actually don’t really like this kind of ranking competition. Not only does the author have to work hard to come up with the plot, but he also has to rack his brains to get monthly votes.
What I want now is to kneel on the ground with a bowl in place and then stick some grass on my head.
Others sell themselves to bury their fathers, I sell myself to beg for tickets.
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