"Wei Zixiao, you bastard..."
Emperor Xiu turned his head slightly and gave Hong Erlang a flat look. The latter, as if he were a mind reader, immediately understood and took three steps forward, dislocated Emperor Jiande's jaw, and slapped him in the process.
"Watch your mouth. How dare you address a general by his given name?"
Their teamwork and their sycophancy were so impressive that even 001 was amazed and felt inferior.
"I came here today specifically to wake you up, to give you two gifts," Di Xiu said in a deep, slow voice.
Emperor Jiande glared at him, his eyes bloodshot and his mouth crooked, yet he clung tightly to the incense burner, looking rather pathetic.
Zhao Yuning looked him over, then curled her lip, finding him somewhat disgusting.
After waiting for a few more minutes, Li Youcai ran in carrying a box about a foot square, his face deathly pale. Behind him followed a burly man with his head down and small, quick steps, wearing coarse cloth clothes and with his hair tied in two buns.
Upon seeing those small, quick steps and the bun hairstyle, and then that burly figure, 001 trembled, but still stubbornly went over to see the other person's true face. He was immediately terrified and ran to Zhao Yuning to watch her wash her eyes.
"To think that Li Youcai could find such an extraordinary person, he should reward him handsomely," 001 paused, turned his back to Di Xiu, and rubbed his hands together with a chuckle, "The wheel of fortune turns, it's finally our turn to disgust you back."
Di Xiu glanced at the woman Li Youcai had carefully selected, his brow twitched, and he raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.
Li Youcai apologized to Di Xiu, saying, "This servant is late, please forgive me, General."
The man behind him glanced quickly at everyone present, knelt down silently, and whispered, "This humble woman greets the General."
Emperor Xiu calmly shifted his gaze and waved his hand: "Li Youcai, go and present the first gift to Emperor Jiande."
Zhao Yuning glanced at the commoner girl with a subtle look in her eyes, shuddered, and turned her back.
The box was placed in front of Emperor Jiande. The lid was opened, and he screamed in agony. He finally dropped the incense burner in his hand, tumbled and crawled to the box, and shed two lines of bloody tears.
"Ah—, ahh ...
(Ah—, my Ling'er, Wei Zixiao, I demand that you pay for my Ling'er's life...)
After a moment of contemplation, Di Xiu replied, "No need to thank me."
Emperor Jiande immediately coughed up blood, whether from the shock of seeing his beloved daughter's head or from anger at Emperor Xiu, it was unclear.
In the timeline, after repeatedly courting death, Wei Zixiao was finally killed by Mu Ruoling. His body was then presented to Wei's parents by the emperor. They were filled with hatred, but were forced to suppress it due to imperial power, and even had to be grateful for the emperor's benevolence.
When Di Xiu took Mu Ruoling's head, he kept it to make use of it and even went to great lengths to preserve it.
It was mainly 001's suggestion: what's the point of just rebelling? We must disgust them back!
"The second great gift, Emperor Jiande, please accept it with a smile."
The burly woman who entered knew her mission. She mustered her courage, raised her head, blinked her large, round eyes timidly, and asked in a low voice, "General, will I be able to leave alive?"
Di Xiu paused for two seconds before finding the right words: "You can do anything to him, except kill him."
The burly woman seemed to understand but not quite.
"May I have your name?"
"Wang Dahua".
“There are palace servants and guards outside. You can ask them for anything you need.”
"Yes, General."
After Emperor Xiu left, Zhao Yuning couldn't wait to return to her cold palace, even forgetting to ask him what he planned to do with her.
Hong Erlang, who was at the back, tossed a book into Wang Dahua's arms, patted her on the shoulder, and encouraged her, "Do a good job."
Wang Dahua looked down and saw a picture peeking out from the book. A blush rose on her dark yellow face, and she nodded shyly.
The palace doors were closed. Wang Dahua turned around and looked at the head that seemed to still be alive, its eyes wide open. She swallowed hard with some fear. Then she looked at the yellow-robed man who looked like a madman. Remembering the reward that Eunuch Li had given her, she composed herself and moved closer step by step.
Emperor Jiande pointed at her: "Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh..."
"Sir, why don't you put that head down first?"
"Ah ah."
After Emperor Xiu had settled Emperor Jiande in, he prepared to take a walk and stretch his muscles when someone came to report that the head of the Wei family was requesting an audience.
When Emperor Xiu returned to the Imperial Study, he saw Wei's father waiting below the steps. When he saw Emperor Xiu, he was about to bow when he saw him, but was helped up. He looked at his eldest son, who had rebelled and become emperor in the blink of an eye, with a complicated expression, and then quickly looked away.
Emperor Xiu led him inside, helped him sit down, and personally poured him tea.
"Father, please don't be so formal. How are Mother and Brother doing lately?"
Holding his teacup, Wei's father said absentmindedly, "It's all good," but inwardly he smiled bitterly. His son was about to become emperor, how could he not be restrained?
"Your son has not yet ascended the throne, Father, you need not be reserved. Speak freely."
Mr. Wei took a sip of tea and said in a low voice, "We received the news and withdrew early, so there's nothing seriously wrong with us. But what's wrong with you?"
"The Jiande Emperor forced his son to rebel, and with the right timing, location, and popular support, he simply confirmed the crime."
Hearing his words, which implied arrogance and disregard for imperial authority, Wei's father's hand holding the teacup trembled, and his face also twitched. For a moment, he seemed not to recognize him.
He put down his teacup and said seriously, "When did you come up with this idea?"
"When it was discovered that Emperor Jiande was not a wise ruler."
Wei's father gazed at him intently for a long time, then sighed and said, "Yanling commands an army of 600,000. What are your plans?"
"He will return to the capital soon, and General Yue will take over command of the army."
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