On the seventh day of the second lunar month, Cen Xiao was assassinated in Liuzhou by a disguised spy from the Southern Yue. He has now fallen into the river and died!
When the news came, Kyoto was in an uproar!
No one could believe the news was true.
People in Kyoto speculated that Nan Yue was likely about to launch an invasion.
The emperor was furious and exiled the eldest grandson, who had only been imprisoned, to Qianzhou.
The courtiers were in uproar.
The eldest grandson of the emperor will be the only member of the royal family to be exiled in the history of this dynasty.
Qiu Tianyun, who had been bedridden for a long time and had not yet fully recovered, set off with two thousand elite soldiers to take over Cen Xiao's position.
Yang Cui couldn't believe the devastating news and fainted on the spot.
When she woke up, tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string. She immediately ran into the palace, where she met the emperor and the messenger.
"General Cen has indeed been killed, and his body has been cremated. His ashes will arrive in the capital within three days at the latest. Madam, please accept my condolences."
Upon receiving confirmation from the messenger, Yang Cui fainted again.
Yuan Qiu, Er Ya, and San Ya also cried their hearts out, plunging the entire General's Mansion into grief.
“Godmother, my uncle was so good at kung fu, I can’t believe he’s dead, sob sob sob…” Yuan Qiu’s tears were still wet. Cen Xiao was the only blood relative he had in this world, how could he not be heartbroken?
Bao Lan and Xi Hongmei's tears never stopped.
"Heavens are truly blind! How could such a good person as the general..." Bao Lan cried, tears streaming down her face, "What will become of our lady now?"
"Those damned spies from Nanyue, God should have taken them all away!" Xi Hongmei wiped away her tears and cursed.
Three days later, Dao Ba brought back Cen Xiao's ashes, and Yang Cui sat down and broke down crying while holding the urn.
...
Cen Xiao's death was too sudden, and the various aristocratic families in Kyoto were caught off guard.
At first, some people didn't quite believe it, but when they saw Yang Cui's haggard face and the white lanterns hanging all over the general's mansion, they finally believed that Cen Xiao was really dead.
"Without Cen Xiao, the Yang family is nothing. Let's see how arrogant they become." Wang Mengyun, who had just suffered a miscarriage, was now lying in bed. Upon receiving the news, she wanted nothing more than to laugh out loud.
All her recent unhappiness seemed to be released at this moment.
She secretly planned that once she recovered, she could easily deal with Yang Cui, who had no one to rely on.
Upon receiving the news, Princess Xilan immediately wrote a letter and sent it to Gan Ning...
Without Cen Xiao, Yang Cui is no threat. Without Cen Xiao, Su Murong will not protect her. Dealing with Yang Cui will be a piece of cake.
She caused Lin Shikang to go to that godforsaken place and even tarnished his reputation. She will never let her get away with this!
Chen Shaoyun's henchman whispered, "Master, General Cen is dead, and Lady De'an is now widowed and alone. You can take advantage of her vulnerability..."
Upon hearing this, Chen Shaoyun kicked him and said, "Go and receive your punishment!"
Terrified, he immediately knelt down and begged for forgiveness: "I know I was wrong."
After his attendant left, Chen Shaoyun smiled bitterly, seemingly lost in thought, and then went to the General's Mansion to pay his respects.
Here at the General's Mansion.
"Qiuqiu, don't be too sad. In the future, we'll fight our way to the Southern Yue Kingdom together!" Xia Zhen squatted down next to Yuan Qiu, comforting his friend.
Yuan Qiu wiped away his tears, his face resolute: "Let's march into Nanyue!"
Xie Feng chimed in, "That's right, let's march into Southern Vietnam!"
The Third Prince, who came to offer his condolences, was very pleased to hear this and said, "Then you will have half an hour more for your martial arts practice starting tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Xie Feng's legs went weak. He hated practicing martial arts the most: "Uncle, I... I'll be a strategist and logistics officer, so I won't have to practice martial arts anymore, right?"
"Then you'll have to double your homework every day."
Xie Feng: "..." Help me, help me!
The women who were on good terms with Yang Cui comforted her one by one, and as they left the general's mansion, they all sighed.
"I was thinking of trying to match Yilin and Sisi up before, but thankfully I didn't." The speaker was Chen Xiuying, the eldest daughter of Old Madam Chen.
She felt that with Cen Xiao dead, Yang Cui and her daughters were nothing.
“That’s not how it works.” Madam Lu looked at her mother-in-law. “Yang Cui is a village lady, and she earned the title through her own abilities. She is also deeply favored by the Emperor and Empress. Even without General Cen, she will not have a bad future. She can make money and has inherited the General’s Mansion. It’s no exaggeration to say that she is rolling in money.”
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