Chapter 1108 The world may not change its surname



Ye Qianning knew what her father meant at the beginning, but the latter part left her puzzled for a moment: "What does Dad mean?"

"Father knows that there will be no peace after entering Beili. If the affairs of the Fu family are confirmed, and you get involved in it, in the future you and the Eighth Prince..." Xiang Minghou hesitated to speak.

Ye Qianning was stunned again: "Dad, I don't quite understand."

"The Fu family's affairs have been exposed, which has caused great hatred for the Crown Prince. At this time, this hatred may be directed at you. In this case, do you still want to get involved?"

"Dad, my original intention of joining Beili had nothing to do with the Fu family incident. If a wise ruler is of royal blood or not, he can take the throne. If he is unworthy of the throne, even if he is the legitimate successor, he will be overthrown sooner or later. I am not afraid of anyone's hatred. I just hope that Beili can have a good king. If they understand, then the next ruler of Beili may not change his surname."

The concepts of princes and grandsons of the emperor do not exist for her. The world belongs to the capable, and whoever sits on the throne has the final say.

The Emperor of Beili was able to put all the blame on a child. His expression was really ugly.

She came back wanting to join Beili, and she was indeed feeling a bit upset, but she gradually learned about Beili's situation from Dayu City.

Natural disasters occurred every year, and the government had no money to provide disaster relief, so it simply closed its eyes and ears. Countless people died tragically every year, and in just ten years, the once prosperous place became impoverished.

She had no feelings for Beili. In fact, no matter how miserable it was, it had nothing to do with her. Who could she blame for the emperor's greed for wealth and incompetence? But...

The Zhan family is from Beili. Almost all of the descendants of the Zhan family died on the battlefield while defending the land of Beili. How sad the Zhan family must be to see the current state of Beili.

Mr. Gu is from Beili. His family has been doing business for generations and has walked through every corner of Beili...

The Qian family is also from Beili. Although nationality has been separated, how can people really forget their roots? They have served in the court for generations. Even if they are not from Beili, they cannot bear to see the people of Beili suffer.

The Xiang family is also from Beili and has been guarding the border for many years. When the war breaks out, even if my father is not fighting for Beili, as long as his former soldiers and brothers are at the border, he will never stand idly by.

Ye Qianning thought carefully and seriously considered that if the person's virtue was not worthy of the position, then he should be pulled down.

She had not expected the appearance of the eldest grandson of the Fu family. The shocking secret only gave her an extra trump card in her plan.

"You... think so?" Xiang Minghou was shocked by her words.

The world may not have changed its surname?

"kindness."

Ye Qianning nodded heavily.

"Do you have a choice in mind?"

"Not yet, but once we get to the capital, we'll have plenty of time to understand the current situation."

If the nests built by the little nectar suckers are still there, it would not be difficult to understand them.

As for the candidate in mind, the Third Prince, the Crown Prince, and the princes of Beili are all possibilities. Whoever it is depends on whether they can shoulder the burden of Beili.

If a person has enough ability, he will be recognized even if he is from a different race or surname.

If none of them are capable, there are still princes from various families in Kyoto City. They are all direct descendants of the late emperor, so there will always be suitable candidates.

Xiang Minghou never expected to hear such words from his daughter's mouth. He admired her broad-mindedness.

She has enough strength and can do whatever she wants, but there is no such ambition in her words and expressions. What she wants is not Beili.

But...

"Understood."

Xiang Minghou was very pleased and proud.

At first I wanted to talk about the Eighth Prince, but now it seems unnecessary.

Ye Qianning stared at him and said jokingly, "If Dad likes, we can go sit in your house too."

Xiang Minghou was stunned, glared at her and scolded her, "Nonsense."

"I mean, Dad, if you want, your daughter promises to get it for you." Ye Qianning patted his chest and made the promise with great momentum.

"Dad wants to live a few more years of peace and stability, so stop teasing him." Xiang Minghou cast a disdainful look at her again.

Ye Qianning smiled even more. Look, I gave it to him for free, but he didn’t want it.

She knew in her heart that no matter whether it was Xiang Minghou, Qian Fanji, Gu Shuo, or Zhan Chi, they would not want the position if it was offered to them.

That position—it’s lonely up there.

Xiang Minghou picked up the Fengling corner on the table and said, "Now, Dad finally knows what to do."

If one's virtue does not match his position, then let someone who does sit there.

"We are now in Beili. We will use the power of the world to force them to bow down. Dad, you can call a thousand dads to join us later. If they can temporarily lean towards us, we will promise to give three Fengling Horns to each family."

"Okay, I'll go now." Xiang Minghou stood up and said, "It's midnight. Don't worry about the people downstairs. The capital will probably send someone back before dawn. Go and get some rest."

"good."

Ye Qianning nodded.

Xiang Minghou walked out of the room and went straight to find Qian Fanji. If negotiations were all routine, then Qian Fanji would be the one to go for.

Ye Qianning passed by the stairs and looked down again. The dozen people who had just been caught were lying on the ground dying.

Du Yi went upstairs immediately after seeing her: "Miss, these people have confessed. They are all trusted guards of the Earl's Mansion. They were ordered by the Fifth Princess to come and assassinate her."

"First, ask the government officials from Sifang Town to come as witnesses. Let the officials see the confessions of these people. Then, hang them at the gate of the capital and have the Earl's Mansion come to claim them."

"yes."

"Also, if the Earl's Mansion does not acknowledge that these people are from their family, make the detailed information about these people public and reveal the news to their families. If the master comes to claim them, they will have a chance to live. If the master does not claim them, they will be hanged at the city gate." Ye Qianning said coldly.

"yes."

Du Yi took the order and went downstairs.

Ye Qianning returned to his room, washed up briefly, and took a short rest.

Midnight passed and dawn arrived in the blink of an eye.

The city gates were closed for half a day, and the new day began as usual.

Chen Siqing and Lin Hui and others stayed at the city gate for a night. Now that they saw the city gate was wide open, they did not immediately drive their carriages into the city, but rushed in on horseback.

Before entering the city gate, they were met by the Fourth Prince who was leading a team of Jinyiwei out of the city.

"Greetings, Fourth Prince." Chen Siqing dismounted.

"Sir Chen, Sir Song is outside the city." Sang Bai reined in his horse.

"yes."

"Bring him to see the king."

Chen Siqing's face was not good: "Fourth Prince, Lord Song was assassinated yesterday and is still unconscious. I went to the city to find a doctor."

"I heard that Lord Song picked up the so-called imperial edict yesterday. Where is it now?" Sang Bai asked.

Chen Siqing's expression grew even more worried upon hearing this. "Your Highness, the people who attacked Lord Song yesterday did so because of that imperial edict. Lord Song fought tooth and nail to protect it, but it was still stolen."

"Is Lord Song seriously injured?"

"Well, he's covered in wounds and unconscious, so I don't dare move." Chen Siqing paused for a second before continuing, "I don't even know if he can survive."

"So serious?"

"Yes." Chen Siqing said the latter part very seriously, as if he was trying to show his sincerity.

Sang Bai turned around and said, "Go and get the imperial physician to treat Lord Song, and pass on my order to track down the whereabouts of the imperial edict."

"yes."

A Jinyiwei received the order and returned to the city.

"Thank you, Fourth Prince."

"Master Chen has had a long journey. The Emperor may summon you at any time. Please quickly enter the city to rest for a while and await His Majesty's orders."

"yes."

Thornbury pulled the reins and rode out of the city quickly.

Chen Siqing looked in the direction of the group. The Third Prince had not been seen since he entered the city yesterday. The situation might not be good.

The Fourth Prince left the city in a hurry before daybreak and even questioned the whereabouts of the imperial edict. Alas, all the people involved suffered yesterday.

At this time, another group of people appeared in the city. Chen Siqing recognized the leader as the steward of the Third Prince's Mansion.

"Sir Chen, the princess asked us to come and take the young lady back to the palace. Do you know where she is?" The butler trotted forward.

Chen Siqing pointed backwards: "In the last carriage."

"Thank you, Master Chen."

The butler waved his hand, and three maids and a nanny at the back immediately headed towards the carriage.

"Oh, my lady, why have you become so thin?" came the distressed voice of the nanny.

Three maids helped Lin Hui get out of the car.

Lin Hui looked pale and haggard. She hadn't had enough rest along the way. She was also worried about how she would cope when she returned to the capital. She was also afraid that Bai Muxun's affairs would spread. She couldn't eat every day and looked as weak as if she was seriously ill.

"Miss, please go slower, slower." The nanny was heartbroken.

Lin Hui forced a weak smile: "Madam Feng, did mother ask you to come pick me up?"

"Yes, the princess was so happy yesterday when she heard that you were back. If the Third Prince hadn't stopped her, she would have come in person." The nanny supported him and walked forward.

Lin Hui's heart skipped a beat: "Dad, have you said anything to Mom?"

"The prince was confined to his house after returning from the palace yesterday, and the emperor even stripped him of his title. Yesterday, he just stood in front of the door and told the princess that the young lady had returned, and then went to the ancestral hall."

The servant from the palace drove the carriage over and lowered the footrest.

Aunt Feng bent down and lifted the hem of Lin Hui's skirt slightly as she spoke: "Miss, please go slowly, don't fall."

Lin Hui breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the matter had not been exposed.

The carriage from the Third Prince's Palace passed in front of Chen Siqing.

Chen Siqing showed a worried look. Once he entered the city gate, the emperor would know about Bai Muxun's affairs sooner or later. If the emperor knew that the 20 million yuan was wasted, he would definitely be furious.

At that time, they could only tell the truth about Bai Muxun's affairs, that everything was done by Lin Hui.

Song Qi was seriously injured and arrived at the right time. As long as he and Song Qi insisted that they were seriously injured because of protecting the imperial edict, perhaps the emperor would show mercy.

The more serious Song Qi's injury is, the better it is for them. Chen Siqing did not enter the city, but led the horse towards the carriage.

Before he had taken a few steps, a group of people came from outside the city, exhausted. At first glance, they looked familiar.

When the fast horses approached, he realized that they were all guards following Xiang Minghou.

A dozen people came riding fast, and Chen Siqing subconsciously retreated. Unexpectedly, the group of people stopped in front of him, and the smell of blood immediately hit his nose.

"bump"

With a few thuds, more than a dozen sacks were thrown on the ground.

When Chen Siqing touched the bloody sack, even though he was a military general, he stepped back.

Du dismounted, raised his head and glanced at the city gate. His eyes swept around and finally fell on both sides of the wide-open city gate.

"Six on one side, hang up."

Du Yi picked up the cloth bag on the ground with one hand and flew towards the city wall.

The eleven strong-dressed guys behind him moved in unison, carrying sacks and flying towards the city wall.

"Someone broke into the city wall."

The soldiers guarding the city cried out in alarm and drew their spears, pointing them at the crowd coming up from below.

Du was as light as a swallow, and his long sword swept across and landed on the city wall. At the same time, the eleven people behind him also stood steadily on the city wall.

Several people stood firm, turned around and tied the ropes in their hands to the city wall. With a flick of their wrists, the sacks fell off, and under each sack was a person covered in blood.

The soldiers guarding the city were frightened by this and dared not move forward.

The sack fell off and the blood-soaked man quickly fell down. The rope became stiff and more than a dozen people were hung by their hands on both sides of the city gate.

Chen Siqing was shocked. How dare Xiang Minghou do such a cruel thing under the feet of the emperor? Did he think he had lived too long?

"Who are you to be so arrogant?"

The soldiers guarding the city surrounded Du and others in several layers, but no one dared to step forward.

A group of people from the city wall also quickly went up to the tower, led by the newly appointed official.

"How dare this audacious lunatic break into the city wall? Capture him for me." The voice arrived before the person did, and Lord Li rushed up in official attire.

Du glanced at the visitor and said, "Congratulations, Master Li, on your promotion."

Li Kun spotted Du Yi in the crowd and immediately recognized him. A smile suddenly appeared on his serious face. "Guardian Du, why are you here?"

"Do something."

"What is worthy of Guard Du's personal action?" Li Kun said with a smile.

"Sir." The soldier guarding the city came close to Li Kun and whispered something in his ear.

Li Kun was surprised. He walked a few steps to the city wall and looked down. He saw a row of bloody people. He was so scared that his heart almost jumped out.

Glancing around, he saw several people hanging covered in blood on the other side of the gate.

"This...Guardian Du...who are these people?" Li Kun withdrew his gaze, feeling a little nauseous.

Du Yi: "These are the murderers who assassinated my young lady yesterday."

Li Kun didn't notice anything wrong and endured the discomfort in his stomach. He said, "Guard Du, this is the city gate. There are many dignitaries in the city, and people come and go. Hanging a bloody person here might offend the dignitaries and frighten the people."

"Bumping? Lord Li, which family in the capital doesn't hold lives? Would they be afraid of these things? The nobles in the capital have the courage to assassinate, but I wonder if you have the courage to come and take the people away." Du Yi smiled wryly.

Lord Li heard some hidden meaning. It seemed that the mastermind behind the assassination was a powerful figure in the capital. Who would have the audacity to do it?

Suddenly I remembered what Du Yi called me just now, Miss?

Isn’t Du Yi the eighth prince’s first-class guard?

Which family is the lady he is talking about?

"Sir Li, these people will not die. My young lady is kind-hearted. She just hangs them at the city gate. If the master comes to take them back, she will not care about the assassination. If no one comes to take them back, these people will be hung forever. Anyone who dares to let them go privately had better not sleep too deeply at night." Du Yi glanced around with cold eyes.

Li Kun was frightened just by being glanced at, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He knew Du Yi's methods, and was even more aware of the Eighth Prince's ruthlessness. No one in the entire capital dared to get involved with anything related to the Eighth Prince, and naturally he didn't dare either.

but……

Li Kun couldn't help but ask, "Guardian Du, may I ask which family this young lady is from?"

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