Chapter 251 Masterful Patience, Don't Be Reckless
"Given Wei Ting's current rank, he shouldn't be allowed to attend the birthday banquet. However, I can make the decision to give Old Madam Wei a seat."
Ji Qingwu waved the register in his hand and walked outside.
It was absolutely impossible for her to plead with the emperor on her behalf.
Wei Ting's willingness to challenge the emperor repeatedly shows that he was prepared to bear all of this.
Wei Liru stopped her in front of her, her eyes red with anxiety.
"Regardless of your current relationship with your brother, you were once acquaintances and had a bond with each other. Why can't you help your brother?"
Ji Qingwu suddenly became interested in something.
She stopped and asked, "Your Highness, are you worried that General Wei's loss of military power will affect your position in the palace and the power of the Wei family, or are you truly worried about his safety?"
Wei Liru said, "Of course I am..." but she couldn't finish her sentence.
Because she has both, and both are very important to her.
With a gentle breeze, Ji Qingwu walked to the pavilion and turned his back to her.
"If it is the former, no matter how much Consort Wei worries, it will be of no use. If the Emperor wants to seize military power, who can stop him?"
Ji Qingwu felt that something was strange about this.
The strange thing is that she had long realized that the emperor was the type to do great things quietly, and his patience was honed to perfection.
If Emperor Wusu truly wanted to seize military power from Wei Ting, he wouldn't have resorted to such a slow and insidious method.
Wei Liru looked at her back: "How do you know you can't stop her if you're not willing to try?"
Ji Qingwu turned around with amusement: "Your Highness Consort Wei, this is a matter for your Wei family, yet you come to me, a man surnamed Ji, asking me to lobby on your behalf. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"
Wei Liru pursed her bright red lips.
She regretted asking Ji Qingwu for help; she must have been foolish to ask the Ji clan for assistance.
The pavilion was situated on high ground, and Ji Qingwu looked across the lake and spotted a giant rock shaped like a turtle.
She said, "If it's the latter, then there's even less to worry about."
Wei Liru frowned and asked, "Have you seen my brother?"
Ji Qingwu immediately raised his voice and said, "That's not true! How could I have ever met General Wei?"
After she finished speaking, she looked up at the tree above her head and the grass not far away.
I wonder if Sihai continued to follow her after she entered the palace. If this gets to Emperor Wusu's ears, it might stir up some trouble for no reason.
Wei Liru asked, "Then why do you say that?"
Mo Lingling would send letters to Ji Qingwu every day, explaining various matters in the clinic. Wei Ting, who had been demoted to a minor official of the seventh rank, still had the leisure to send small trinkets to the clinic every day, including a green-haired turtle.
It seems that Wei Ting is still living a carefree and easy life.
Ji Qingwu said, "As long as he's doing well, that's all that matters. I think he's more open-minded than you are."
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The Hall of Diligent Governance.
The vermilion gate was wide open, at its maximum angle.
A cool breeze wafted in, and wisps of smoke rose from the incense burner in the hall.
Emperor Wusu, sitting behind a large desk, had handsome features and a smile on his lips as he looked at the memorial in his hand.
I have no idea what was written in the memorial.
Then, with a flourish of his pen, he tossed the memorial to Li Yuzong.
"Find someone to give this book to Lu Juan, and have him supervise the execution at Caishikou tomorrow at noon."
Emperor Wusu, with a gentle expression, issued the decree for the execution.
Li Yuzong respectfully accepted it, went outside to give Xiao Dongzi a few instructions, and then returned to the hall to wait.
Since Ji Qingwu entered the palace, his work serving the emperor has been sometimes easy and sometimes difficult.
Now is the time to work hard.
When Emperor Wusu was reviewing memorials, no matter what happened, he always had a steady smile on his face, and their mood was relaxed as well.
The problem is that the emperor has inexhaustible energy; he simply can't stay idle.
The servants who served the emperor felt relaxed, but physically exhausted.
Emperor Wusu visited the Hongsheng Hall, where he practiced martial arts, several times, and destroyed several of the wooden stakes used for sword practice.
But now, General Yuchi has been transferred to the northern border, and General Wei is at odds with the emperor, so there is no one to spar with.
Lu Juan accompanied him once, and after that, he would slip away faster than anyone else after court, and Li Yuzong would run after him but could not catch up.
After reading the memorial, Emperor Wusu got up and stretched his muscles.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Summon Duan Mingfeng to Hongsheng Hall."
Li Yuzong bowed his head and agreed.
After half a cup of tea.
Duan Mingfeng, holding a soft sword, stood opposite Emperor Wusu, unsure which foot to kick first.
The emperor casually twirled his sword, the tip touching the ground, and said, "Mingfeng, don't be shy. Let me see how your skills have improved."
Duan Mingfeng gently reminded him, "Master, the Duan family's secret techniques are tracking and lightness skills."
He is not good at direct confrontation.
Emperor Wusu said, "I know, that's why I summoned you today."
He made his first move as soon as he finished speaking.
The emperor did not take the Crimson Sky Sword, but instead chose an ordinary iron sword, but the speed at which he drew the sword was even faster than the soft sword in Duan Mingfeng's hand.
Duan Mingfeng skillfully blocked and set screens, and didn't fall too far behind.
Emperor Wusu asked, "Where were you on the day of Qingyun's wedding banquet?"
Upon hearing this, Duan Mingfeng paused, realizing that his opponent had discovered his weakness. He quickly raised his hand to block with his soft sword.
“I went to invite Miss Ji Wu over. She asked me to keep an eye on Mo Lingling. I’m in a room in the backyard of the Princess’s residence.”
Mo Lingling's foot was cut by pebbles in the lake. He could tell from the footprints outside the room, but she didn't seem to notice.
Duan Mingfeng recalled the feeling of holding the soles of her feet, his eyes gleaming with a flickering light.
Emperor Wusu noticed the change in his expression and asked, "Mingfeng also wants to get married?"
After a brief moment of bewilderment at the origin of the word "also," Duan Mingfeng looked back at the emperor.
Without any hesitation, he replied, "I am destined to live a lonely life. Having family means having a weakness."
As if to prove his words, Duan Mingfeng's soft sword attacks became even more ruthless.
Upon hearing the word "weak point," Emperor Wusu suddenly tightened his grip on his arm.
Duan Mingfeng was so shocked by the swift sword strike that half of his arm went numb, and he was forced into a corner.
The tip of the iron sword was pointed directly at his throat, and he gasped for breath.
At this moment, Emperor Wusu sheathed his sword and left him with three words.
Don't be reckless.
Emperor Wusu remained silent throughout the journey back to Zhaoyang Palace.
Li Yuzong followed him silently like a shadow.
Originally, Emperor Wusu wanted to wait for an opportunity to expose the spies that Xi Jin had planted in the court.
But now, we can't wait any longer.
In the past few days, with the Empress Dowager's urging, Ji Qingwu would appear in front of him several times.
It was fine before that we couldn't see each other every day.
Suddenly having so many opportunities to meet, they dared not get too close because they were worried about Xi Jin's spies in the palace.
After returning home, Emperor Wusu sat down at his desk and pondered for a long time.
It seems they are making a difficult decision.
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