1929 Powerful officials do not give the Wang family a chance to grow
When going to the imperial mausoleum, the Ninth Prince did not need to bring too many people. Except for a few necessary secret guards, the Ninth Prince left everyone else to monitor Madam Min and also left some manpower for Wang Jinling.
"You can use these people at will. If I don't come back in half a year, please welcome the King of Jiangnan back to take charge of the situation." This was what the Ninth Prince left for Wang Jinling before he left. Wang Jinling was so frightened that his face changed drastically. He asked without caring about his image, "Where are you going?"
You know, it's easier to invite a god than to send him away. The King of Jiangnan is the former crown prince. If he is welcomed back, things will change in Dongling.
"Just do what I say." The Ninth Prince had a cold face and refused to answer Wang Jinling's question. Wang Jinling was so angry that he gritted his teeth and slammed the table and shouted: "Do you really care about Dong Ling? Can you stop being so willful? You can't joke about changing the country's ownership."
"It is precisely because of this that I have arranged my funeral arrangements in advance." Even if he had made all the necessary preparations, the Ninth Prince could not guarantee that he would be able to come back alive. If anything really happened, he would have to choose a successor for Dong Ling.
"Since you know that you have to make arrangements for your funeral, why can't you not go? All the other countries are eyeing you covetously. Changing the emperor at this time is a great opportunity for the other three countries. I think you will understand." Wang Jinling clenched his fists and looked at the Ninth Prince with a sullen face. He really wanted to punch this expressionless face and flatten it. He hated it just by looking at it.
The Ninth Prince said nonchalantly: "Within a year, the three kingdoms of Beiling will not be able to fight again." If he really couldn't come back, he also gave King Jiangnan half a year, which was enough.
"It's easy for you to say that... Do you know how many enemies you have made for Dong Ling in the past two years? If it weren't for you, the others wouldn't be so well behaved." Wang Jinling really regretted it. If he had known that the Ninth Prince's trip would be so dangerous, he should not have agreed at that time.
"What the other three countries fear is not me, but the troops of Dongling." The Ninth Prince would not be so arrogant as to think that he alone could intimidate the three countries.
“Although Dongling’s army is strong, it also needs a strong person to lead it. King Jiangnan is too kind. Once Dongling’s army falls into his hands, even wolves will turn into sheep.” Wang Jinling knew the former prince very well. He had the ability to govern the country, but was only suitable to be an emperor who maintained the status quo, not an emperor who expanded the territory. Dongling was in a situation where he could not just maintain the status quo.
"Things are not that serious. I will be back." He said this just to make thorough preparations to prevent any accidents from happening and causing chaos in Dongling.
"In that case, what do you want to do after your death?" Wang Jinling's expression eased a little, but he was still worried: "You took Qingchen with you on such a dangerous matter. Aren't you afraid that Qingchen will get into trouble?"
"Do you think that I will leave her here and go on adventures alone?" The Ninth Prince sneered. Wang Jinling replied sarcastically, "So, even if it means death, you must take her with you."
"Yes." The Ninth Prince answered without hesitation: "No one can snatch her away from me."
"Hmph..." Wang Jinling snorted disdainfully: "I'm waiting for the day when you cry."
The subsequent conversation between the two was full of tension. The Ninth Prince Uncle told Wang Jinling some things. Although he was not telling about his funeral arrangements, it was much more detailed than before. It can be seen that the Ninth Prince Uncle's trip would indeed be very risky.
"Come back safely." Although Wang Jinling was not happy, he still said this for Feng Qingchen's sake.
"I will not give the Wang family a chance to grow bigger." The Ninth Prince was not grateful at all. He said this coldly and turned away.
"Still so annoying." Wang Jinling stood there, shaking his head gently...but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
If the Ninth Prince really gets into trouble and the King of Jiangnan ascends the throne, most of the power in Dongling will fall into Wang Jinling's hands. Without the Ninth Prince, Fu Lin and Yuwen Yuanhua are simply no match for the powerful families. Wang Jinling will replace the Ninth Prince and become the regent minister who is second only to the emperor.
This is something that the Ninth Uncle and Wang Jinling do not want to see. Since ancient times, no powerful minister has ever had a good ending, but sometimes a powerful minister has no choice. If he does not consolidate his power, he will die a more miserable death.
If the Ninth Prince really couldn't come back, Wang Jinling might be forced to become a powerful official. Neither the Ninth Prince nor Wang Jinling were sure what would happen to him. The only thing they could be sure of was that after Wang Jinling's death, the Wang family would definitely not have a good ending.
The Ninth Prince did not tell Feng Qingchen about his conversation with Wang Jinling, and he did not even let Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling say goodbye in person. He could only write a letter to inform Wang Jinling of his whereabouts.
After discussing with Xuan Shaoqi that night and confirming that Xuan Shaoqi was willing to go on the adventure with them, the Ninth Prince arranged for the Eighteen Riders, Snow Wolf, Xuan Shaoqi and Feng Qingchen to set off together.
To outsiders, it seemed that Feng Qingchen was taken away by Xuan Shaoqi, but only they themselves knew the truth.
The next day, the Ninth Prince, with a ceremonial procession second only to that of an emperor, drove towards the imperial mausoleum in a grand manner. When passing through a county town, he also made a brief stop to learn about the local people's livelihood, without revealing any flaws at all.
However, except for those ministers who did not enter the core of power, everyone else knew that the Ninth Uncle was definitely not going to supervise the progress of the imperial mausoleum.
The imperial mausoleum has been under construction for such a long time. When the retired emperor was still the emperor, he had proposed many times that the ninth uncle should go to supervise the construction of the imperial mausoleum so that the retired emperor's body could be buried as soon as possible.
The Ninth Prince had always refused, but he had never taken any real action. This time when he went to the Imperial Mausoleum, anyone with a little bit of common sense would understand that the Ninth Prince's move had a deeper meaning...
It's not that the emperors of various countries don't want to investigate, but unfortunately, there are too few people who know about this matter, so they can't find out the truth at all. Moreover, they are busy with their own affairs and have no time to keep an eye on the movements of the Ninth Prince every day. The most they can do is to let spies keep an eye on the Ninth Prince to see if he has arrived at the imperial tomb.
The spies could only follow to the outside of the imperial mausoleum. The defense inside the imperial mausoleum was quite strict and outsiders could not get in at all. After confirming that the Ninth Prince had entered the imperial mausoleum and had not come out again, the countries that were keeping an eye on the Ninth Prince's men all breathed a sigh of relief.
Beiling and the other three kingdoms can focus on handling their internal affairs without worrying about the Ninth Prince causing trouble. For those in Dongling who are ready to make a move, this is definitely a good opportunity that cannot be missed...
On this day, Madam Min did not copy scriptures. Instead, she took a scripture and read it devoutly. As she turned the pages, Madam Min's aura became more and more gentle. The sun shone in, and she seemed to be bathed in holy light...
And by the time she finished reading the scriptures, she knew what she should know.
Dong Lingjiu was going to the imperial mausoleum, so Feng Qingchen and Xuan Shaoqi left.
Others might not think there was anything wrong with these three people leaving Beijing one after another, but Madam Min did not think so.
A daughter of Feng Li, and a descendant who knows most of the secrets of the previous dynasty, these two people joining forces, it is definitely not a small matter...
Her fingertips slid across the ink-colored characters, and Madam Min's eyes, which seemed to be able to speak, flashed with a cold chill...