After Mu Weiliang returned, the people in the various palaces thought that the people they had painstakingly arranged to go in would at least be able to find out some information. However, as soon as Mu Weiliang returned, he sent back the people they had arranged to go in. This Crown Prince is really not simple.
Among them were the fifth prince of Tianzhu, Mu Jinyu, and his mother, Consort Xue. Consort Xue, whose given name was Shui Muxue, was the legitimate daughter of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War of Tianzhu. The Ministry of War controlled the military power of Tianzhu, and even Mu Weiliang's uncle, the Grand General, only had half of the military power. That's why Consort Xue enjoyed such great favor in the harem. As for the real reason, it was clear to everyone with discerning eyes.
"Mother, all the people we planted have been sent back. What should we do?"
Consort Xue lay half-reclined on the soft couch, her eyes slightly narrowed. Beside her, a palace maid carefully applied nail polish to her slender, white fingers.
Her red lips parted slightly: "Why are you in such a hurry? It's not like we're the only ones planting people. Besides, if he really doesn't notice, then we're really overestimating him."
Mu Jinyu glanced at her mother and continued, "The Crown Prince's residence is heavily guarded. If no one enters the Crown Prince's residence, we won't be able to find out a single piece of information."
Consort Xue glanced at her son: "I'll say it again, don't rush. Shouldn't the second prince be the most anxious right now? Everyone in the palace knows they're locked in a fierce battle. Only after they're both severely weakened will it be your time to rise to the top. It would be best if they both died, then the position of Crown Prince would be yours. The other two, without anyone backing them or their maternal families, can't cause any trouble."
Mu Jinyu felt that although her mother's words were pleasing to the ear, they were too difficult to understand.
"Neither the Crown Prince nor Mu Yanzheng are easy to deal with; how could they possibly both suffer heavy losses?"
Consort Xue: "Heh, are you stupid? Why don't you try to stir things up? But you might not even be needed. The other two princes are probably getting restless too. You need to be patient; you can't rush things."
Mu Weiliang didn't understand why his mother always told him not to worry. In the past two years, his father's health had been deteriorating, and in another two years, the crown prince might not be the crown prince anymore.
Consort Xue glanced at her son sitting there silently and knew he was anxious. But being anxious wouldn't solve anything; they had to plan carefully, or they would face utter ruin.
Although his father was the Vice Minister of War, wielding half of the military power, the Crown Prince had a Grand General behind him. Leaving aside the fact that he also held half the military power, his battlefield experience alone was enough to rival a hundred men. Moreover, there was Mu Weiliang; although the Crown Prince was uninterested in politics, he had remained firmly in his position for many years and was not to be underestimated.
My son is too impatient; he might make things worse.
"Son, listen to your mother. You must keep a low profile these days, or you might become the one who sticks their neck out, understand?"
Mu Jinyu outwardly agreed, but inwardly she was thinking about how to get her father's attention and how to intensify the power struggle between Mu Weiliang and Mu Yanzheng.
The mother and son chatted in the bedroom, oblivious to everyone else.
Little did they know, their conversation had already reached Mu Weiliang's ears.
After listening to Qianxun finish speaking, Mu Weiliang tapped her fingers lightly on the table.
"I just got back, are they already in such a hurry?"
Chihiro: "Yes, Your Highness, they are really annoying. We can't beat them in a fight, we can't win an argument, and we can't outmaneuver them, so we can only resort to underhanded tactics."
Mu Weiliang chuckled: "You're composing poetry here. Since they won't stop, let's give them something to do. Aren't you best at this? As long as you don't die, you'll be fine. Go ahead."
Chihiro nodded cheerfully, "Just you wait and see, Your Highness. I'm off."
After Qianxun left, Mu Weiliang beckoned, and a bodyguard silently floated down.
"Go and investigate those princes, find out what they've been up to lately, and come back and tell me."
The guards obeyed and disappeared.
Mu Weiliang stood alone, gazing into the distance, her mind racing.
It seems that India is about to make some moves, otherwise none of the various factions want to stay quiet!
Mu Weiliang was calculating how long it would take to stabilize the situation or to support a capable person to take power. Moreover, this person had to be someone he could use, otherwise it would cause trouble in the future.
He longed for a free and unrestrained life, not to be an emperor. If he didn't hurry, his junior sister's child would probably be old enough to run errands.
Much later, Mu Weiliang's words proved prophetic.
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