Chapter 57: The one who needs to be taught a lesson is still that tyrant emperor. ...
The central military tent in Jiangbei.
The candlelight flickered, and the surrounding figures were projected onto the sand table by the light.
Ning Wujie was discussing the encirclement strategy for Linjiang City with several trusted generals.
"Report!" A personal guard scurried inside, knelt on one knee, and held up a slender copper letter tube. "General, secret report from the Beijing Supervisory Office."
Upon hearing the words "Inspection Office", Ning Wujie immediately dropped the military flag model in his hand and quickly took the mailbox.
He pulled out the paper roll, and the moment his eyes fell on the picture, his face suddenly darkened.
The scene is crystal clear: the emperor, clad in a Taoist robe, reclines lazily on his throne, while a young figure leans close to his ear, their gesture intimate, as if whispering a secret. The artist's skill is exquisite, even the subtle smile on Wen Xing's lips is captured with unerring precision.
“Crack!”
The hard letter tube groaned under the heavy weight in Ning Wujie's palm and deformed instantly.
He crumpled the picture into a ball of paper, his face looking extremely gloomy.
Good! Very good!
He had just left the capital, and the tyrant emperor couldn't wait to favor his new lover?!
It’s still that idiot Wang Jiang!
This tyrant is so hungry that he won't be picky about food!
"No disaster?" Wu was startled by his sudden outburst of violence.
Ning Wujie looked towards Wu Jing, the murderous look in his eyes still there, which made the other person feel cold all over.
This this this......
Could something big have happened in the military newspaper?
Wu Jing quickly asked, "But what went wrong in Linjiang City?"
Ning Wujie took a deep breath, stared at the campfire, and said quietly, "What do you think His Majesty would do if the people around him suddenly disappeared?"
Wu Jing:?
Wu Jing's mind turned several turns, but he still didn't understand what Ning Wujie meant by this nonsensical sentence.
The person next to His Majesty? Isn't that you?
The generals looked horrified.
They had all heard the rumors that His Majesty was obsessed with the Marshal.
Could it be that the Marshal can't stand this suffocating love and wants to run away?
Just run, but don't implicate them!
So everyone tried to dissuade him: "Marshal, no!"
"Your Majesty will surely be furious. If you punish us, we will not be able to bear it!"
Ning Wujie looked at the terrified faces of the crowd and became even angrier.
"The disappearance of a fool is worthy of his thundering wrath?!"
Generals:?
When the Marshal gets angry, does he even scold himself?
Wu Jing slapped him on the back of the head, "What nonsense are you talking about? I won't let you scold yourself."
They are the smartest people in the world!
Ning Wujie rubbed his forehead and finally realized that talking to this group of idiots was like talking to a deaf person. He suppressed the anger in his heart and threw the paper ball in his hand into the bonfire, burning it to ashes.
never mind......
Even if Wang Jiang is gone, there will be others, and the one who needs to be taught a lesson is still the tyrant.
End this battle as soon as possible and wait for him to come back.
His gaze focused on the sand table again, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Order the vanguard camp to break camp at midnight tonight. Within seven days, our battle flag must be raised on the top of Linjiang City."
All the generals in the tent were shocked. Seven days?!
Is the Marshal crazy?
Wu Jing was a little hesitant: "But Linjiang City is easy to defend but difficult to attack..."
Ning Wujie's eyes were fierce and his voice was firm, "Within half a year, I will lead you back to the capital!"
As he spoke, his dark eyes narrowed dangerously, reflecting the dancing flames in his eyes.
Wu Jing's eyes lit up when he heard this. So fast?
Jiangping was a long way off, and it had taken their army nearly three months to march there. The terrain was naturally rugged, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. They had long ago calculated that a year would be considered a fast victory.
Wujie only takes half a year?!
"Great!" Wu Jing said excitedly, "Then you have to keep your word. If we can't break camp by next summer, you owe me a drink!"
This promise was like a shot in the arm, instantly igniting everyone's fighting spirit!
"The Marshal is mighty!"
"We will follow the Marshal's lead!"
*
Inside the Wuying Palace, Wang Jiang was looking at the notebook on the table when he suddenly choked on his tea and started coughing heart-wrenchingly.
The officials around him all looked sideways.
By the time he finally caught his breath, his face was flushed. Just as he was about to pick up his pen to write, he heard a crisp "crack" and the fine bamboo pen in his hand suddenly broke apart without warning. The sharp bamboo fibers pierced his palm like fine needles, making him scream in pain and blood oozing out instantly.
An official was puzzled: "Are you okay, Lord Wang? How could a pen suddenly burst?"
"Master Wang, I'm afraid you've run into some bad luck, haven't you?"
Someone started to offer advice, "I know a fortune teller who claims to be able to exorcise evil spirits. Would you like me to introduce her to you?"
Wang Jiang held up his palm to examine the barb and shook his head, "A man should not speak of strange things."
Although he said so, he was really unlucky recently. Yesterday, when he was passing by the Imperial Garden, he slipped and fell into the lake. He was rescued by the guards.
Did he go out without checking the almanac? Or was it because he was in conflict with Tai Sui?
No, no, no, coincidence, everything is a coincidence!
Someone else glanced at his wound and whispered softly to the person next to them, "I told you, it's not that easy to receive His Majesty's favor. You need good luck to do it."
"Then Lord Ning will continue to enjoy this overwhelming wealth and prosperity. He doesn't seem to have encountered any bad luck."
"Maybe this person just isn't that lucky."
Wang Jiang grimaced in pain, turned a deaf ear to other people's comments, and carefully found fault.
But at this moment, Suixing came in and said to him, "Sir, the man has been caught."
Wang Jiang's hand trembled, and he barely managed to pull out the thorn.
He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Bring the person in."
Suixing waved his hand outside the door, and two inspectors came in, escorting an official and forcing him to kneel in the middle of the hall with a plop.
The officials were shocked when they saw the newcomer, "Lord Sun?"
The officials looked at each other in confusion.
"Has His Majesty been notified?" Wang Jiang asked.
Jupiter nodded.
Wang Jiang did not dare to act on his own initiative, so he just reassured the officials, saying, "Everyone, please be patient. Your Majesty will make the final decision."
Not long after, Wen Xing came hurriedly.
His gaze swept across the hall like a cold gleam, finally settling on Sun Jing, who was kneeling on the ground, shaking like a sieve. "Caught him in the act? What did he hand over?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the hall suddenly froze.
Xu Chongyun's words from the day before about "Your Majesty testing" came to everyone's mind. Could it be that His Majesty was testing them by detaining them here?
Everyone broke out in a cold sweat.
Could it be possible that His Majesty really managed to test it out?
Suixing stepped forward and presented a piece of paper with both hands. "Your Majesty, we've caught the man red-handed! He attempted to pass this item through an abandoned dog hole near Xihua Gate. Here's the note: a map of the supply route for the rebellion-suppressing army."
Sun Jing was struck by lightning when he heard this, and was so frightened that his soul flew away. "Unjust! This... this is not what I wanted to hand over! I... I don't know how it turned out like this! I am wronged!"
"Oh?" Wen Xing looked down at him, his voice cold, "Then what did you originally want to hand over?"
Sun Jing's whole body stiffened, his eyes flickered, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.
"You won't tell me?" Wen Xing sneered, "Then go to the imperial prison and think it over carefully before you speak."
"Imperial Prison?!" Sun Jing was so frightened when he heard these two words that he broke out in cold sweats.
What kind of place is the Imperial Prison? Anyone who enters there will be skinned alive even if they don't die!
His eyes flickered. "Your Majesty, please spare my life! I just thought... I still have the key to my study at home, so I asked my servant to bring it back to me."
"Take the keys?" Wen Xing narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Didn't I arrange for a messenger eunuch to help you deliver the things? Do you need to crawl through a dog hole to take the keys?"
Sun Jing choked and looked confused and uncertain.
Leaking military secrets was a capital offense, but colluding with the royal party also meant exile and confiscation of property! What could he do?
Seeing that he refused to speak, Wen Xing turned to ask Sui Xing, "Where is the person who is meeting us outside?"
Suixing said, "We arrested him together. We confirmed his identity. He is the gatekeeper of the Sun family. He said that Sun Jing had asked him to wait at the foot of the wall and told him to tell him something. But he was arrested just after he received the letter."
Wen Xingchen said, "Since there is evidence, Sun Jing has leaked military secrets and must be executed immediately."
Sun Jing's pupils trembled violently upon hearing this, and he cried out with tears streaming down his face, "Your Majesty, I only want my family to help me...help burn some old letters at home. These are the ordinary letters I exchanged with some officials of the Wang Party in my early years..."
"At that time, the Wang family was powerful, and my family members committed a crime and wanted to ask someone to help them. I had no choice but to... I have absolutely no intention of colluding with the rebels, Your Majesty! I beg for your understanding!"
Wen Xing stared at Sun Jing for a long moment, seeing him trembling with fear, almost losing his soul. His fear didn't seem fake, but his excuses seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the irrefutable evidence.
He closed his eyes tiredly and rubbed his swollen and painful Jingmingxue.
He finally understood.
The big fish he wanted to catch had probably already noticed it and set up this trap to push out a scapegoat. Further investigation would probably be futile and would only alert the snake.
He lazily ordered, "Imprison him and interrogate him strictly. Make sure to get to the bottom of it."
It would be great if Ning Wujie was here at this time.
That guy can solve any case.
Suixing responded yes and waved to his subordinates.
The two inspectors dragged the limp Sun Jing away.
Wen Xing raised his eyes to look at the officials who were silent as a mouse, his gaze swept across their faces, and finally paused for a moment on Xu Chongyun's calm face.
He narrowed his eyes.
A minister mustered his courage, stepped forward, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, we have been on duty in the palace for many days. I wonder if Your Majesty would grant us permission to return home and rest for a while?"
This was said in a tactful way, but it actually hinted: Now that the spy has been caught, can we "suspects" be released from house arrest and prove our innocence?
Wen Xing took a look at the person who came and sneered in his heart.
Waiting for him here. Just hand over a scapegoat and expect him to let the tiger go back to the mountain?
Although there was no evidence, his strong intuition told him that the real spy was standing in this hall at this moment.
"The soldiers at the front are fighting bravely." Wen Xing's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty. "As pillars of the country, you should work together with me. Until the army returns victorious, no one is allowed to leave the palace without permission."
After saying this, he ignored the ministers' faces which instantly became ugly and disappointed, turned around and left Wuying Palace.
Wang Jiang looked at his palms that were still bleeding, then looked at the piles of official documents and let out a long sigh.
Therefore, as long as Ning Wujie doesn't come back, he will have to stay in this deep palace day and night to "guard against thieves" for His Majesty.
His life is so miserable!
Just as he was thinking this, he saw the emperor pause, turned around and said: "Your Majesty, you have worked hard recently. If you want any rewards, please draw up a list and I will approve it." After that, the emperor left.
Dozens of envious glances were cast at him, and Wang Jiang's eyes lit up.
His Majesty is truly kind-hearted, and all his hard work has paid off!
What should I suggest?
Although Confucius does not talk about strange things, he still thinks that he can ask His Majesty to let the Imperial Master exorcise the evil spirit for him.
*
Wen Xing returned to the bedroom and dived into bed.
The quilt was cold. Even though the floor was lit and the room was as warm as spring, he still felt cold.
Why didn't King Xiang rebel earlier or later, but just when the weather turned cold?
It caused him to lose his constant warmth baby.
He wrapped himself in the quilt like a silkworm cocoon, quickly reviewed what happened today in his mind, and then typed into the system with full of doubts.
Xu Chongyun——
Serving as Minister of War, he personally led the army against the Chi'e Army in the 14th year of the Yongjing reign. His army, which was at the helm of the rebellion, briefly engaged in a stalemate with Ning Wujie, but ultimately failed, losing Jiaoyan Pass. Xu Chongyun died in the chaos of the battle.
Wen Xing frowned in confusion.
He personally led the army to quell the rebellion. Does this mean that Xu Chongyun is actually a loyal and capable general?
Could it be that he had made a mistake?
Because Xu Chongyun is too clean and out of tune with the entire court, he subconsciously believes that there must be something wrong when things are abnormal?
His brows gradually furrowed, and he thought for a long time without coming to a conclusion. Finally, he threw up his hands and decided to give up.
Forget it. He is going to give up his position anyway. As long as he ensures that Ning Wujie can win the battle safely this time, he will not be responsible for what happens next.
After all, he was Emperor Wu of Zhou, and upon ascending the throne, he eliminated many of the remnants of the previous dynasty. The problems he was facing now would no longer be a problem after the change of dynasty.
What spy? What traitor?
They all became remnants of the previous dynasty and were targets of Ning Wujie's indiscriminate attacks.
In that case, what else is he investigating?
Wen Xing felt justified in giving up.
His top priority now is to plan the "yellow robe" event.
At the same time, he just needs to keep a close eye on the group of old guys who were trapped in Wuying Palace by him and make sure they don't cause trouble for Ning Wujie.
He thought about it, then suddenly sat up wrapped in the quilt, with a dangerous arc flashing in his eyes.
If he wants to get things done, he has to find a helper!
*
Deep winter, Jiangbei military camp.
A team of carriages and horses carrying military supplies arrived in the night, bringing not only the baggage but also a secret decree.
A eunuch dressed in eunuch's clothes sneaked into the general's tent quietly.
"General Han, accept the order."
Han Jin's hand, which was wiping his sword, suddenly stopped and he looked up in surprise.
He joined the army this time with the intention of redeeming himself from his crimes, and even his military rank was demoted three levels. How could His Majesty issue an imperial decree to him alone?
An ominous premonition crept into his heart. He didn't dare to neglect it and quickly stood up and knelt on one knee. "I, General Han Jin, respectfully listen to the imperial edict."
"Your Majesty has issued an oral order: When Ning Wujie returns triumphantly to the capital, at the welcoming ceremony before all officials, you must drape the dragon robe upon him in public and lead the crowd in shouting, 'Long live the emperor!'"
"What?!"
Han Jin's whole body was shaken, and he raised his head suddenly, as if he had heard the most ridiculous words in the world, and even thought he was hallucinating.
He said in disbelief, "Excuse me, sir, are these His Majesty's exact words?!"
The eunuch's face was expressionless. "How dare this old servant misrepresent the emperor's will? Every word was spoken by your majesty himself."
"Your Majesty also said that when the army enters the capital, someone will deliver the dragon robe to the general. Even if the general doesn't believe me today, he will understand by then."
Han Jin stood there in a daze, stunned, "What does your Majesty mean?"
The eunuch shrugged, "That's not something we servants can speculate on."
"Your Majesty has his own long-term plans in his actions. General, you only need to follow your orders."
"But!" Han Jin said in horror: "This is a crime of treason. How dare I..."
"General, rest assured," the eunuch said. "His Majesty has promised that after this is accomplished, you will be protected. Then, the position of commander-in-chief you've longed for will be offered to you."
Han Jin froze in place, as if struck by lightning. For a moment, he couldn't believe what he heard.
Doesn't Your Majesty love Chongning Wujie the most? Why would you do something so devastating to him?!
But he soon remembered the secret letter he had received from the adults many days ago, which told him to keep his troops in place and let Ning Wujie advance triumphantly.
so......
Have you already seen through His Majesty's actions?
Although he no longer had to rack his brains to stop Ning Wujie, Han Jin felt relieved but at the same time, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
The coldness rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, even worse than the wind and snow outside the tent.
Therefore, the previous rumors that His Majesty was testing the Ning family were all true.
This is His Majesty's usual method: first, he uses his supreme favor to elevate people to the heights and grant them great power. Once he's done using them, he then kills them with the force of thunder!
Lift it high, then smash it down hard! Shatter it into pieces!
What a cruel scheme! What a vicious method!
Although you are also very scheming, it is nothing compared to your Majesty's imperial mind that can make things happen with a wave of his hand.
Han Jin clenched his fist unconsciously.
To be on the safe side, he wrote another letter to the adults to confirm the information before taking any action.
Since His Majesty's move was exactly what the Lord wanted, he just went along with it.
So he closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness Han Jin, accept the order."
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