Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 114 Turning the Tables to Become King (27)

Shen Yun, who had originally intended to take advantage of the situation, had no choice but to give up. Besides, after such a long time apart, she couldn't guarantee that those people still remembered the kindness shown to them by the Mu family. People's hearts are always the most difficult to fathom and the most unpredictable.

She went to see the Grand Tutor.

As she huffed and puffed her way up the wall, the Grand Tutor held a delicate little water jug ​​in his hand, and before him was a cluster of red, unidentified flowers. He was humming, "All the vibrant colors of spring have faded, leaving only broken wells and crumbling walls. What a waste of such a beautiful day! Whose courtyard now enjoys such delightful pleasures..."

Her rough, hoarse voice was high-pitched, like the intermittent whirring of an old-fashioned stove. Now she understood why there wasn't a single servant around.

They'd rather skip work than suffer mental anguish.

Shen Yun lost her footing and almost fell, but luckily her fingers held tightly to the hooked rope. She leaned out and said in a mocking tone, "With the country in peril, how can the Grand Tutor be in such a good mood?"

The hand holding the water bottle trembled, and most of the water spilled out, pouring directly onto the delicate flower buds, causing the flowers, which had been standing upright just moments before, to bend over instantly.

The old man's upturned lips suddenly fell, and he looked at the top of the wall, his eyes filled with shock. "Your Majesty the Empress."

Shen Yun used both hands to push against the wall, then lightly stepped onto the ground. He dusted himself off and smiled at the old man, saying, "Grand Tutor, you have a good eye. However, I am not the Empress you speak of. My name is Mu Chang'an."

Her clear and melodious voice was like a gently flowing river, with a touch of playfulness.

The old man placed the water jug ​​on the stone table, glanced at the water stains on his sleeve, and looked helpless. "Young Master Mu, please wait for me for a moment."

After a while, a servant came over to serve tea, and then quickly left.

"I have heard of Young Master Mu's reputation recently, but I did not know that Young Master Mu's appearance was like this. I was a little out of line today, please forgive me." The old man narrowed his eyes and said without leaving a trace.

Shen Yun didn't beat around the bush, but went straight to the point, "I heard that His Majesty's personal expedition was suggested by the Grand Tutor?"

The old man slowly picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face. "What's wrong with the Emperor personally leading the expedition?"

"Of course, no problem, but that's assuming the odds of winning are high." Shen Yunxue took a sip of tea, frowned, and gritted his teeth to swallow it.

That old geezer played a dirty trick; he actually put salt in her tea.

The old man put down his teacup, his smiling eyes gleaming. "I know what Young Master Mu wants, but given the current state of the Mu family, I really don't know if I have the courage to help you."

Shen Yun toyed with a sachet in her hand. After a while, she took out a piece of paper from the sachet. "Grand Tutor, it seems that there are quite a few things going on in your family lately. Let me take a look. Since Xia Yuliu ascended the throne, no one in your family except you has been qualified to meet the Emperor. Several of your sons have been promoted to other places, which are nominal promotions but in reality demotions. Some women from collateral branches have entered the palace, but they can't even get to see the Emperor once..." She put the paper away and looked directly at the person in front of her. "Have you ever thought about whether your family will still exist after you pass away?"

The old man looked at her seriously. After a long while, the corners of his mouth turned up and his eyes turned into crescent shapes. "As expected of a descendant of the Mu family, like father, like son. Since that's the case, it's not impossible for me to help you. You should drink this cup of tea first."

Shen Yun: ? ? ?
“It’s fine if you don’t want to drink.” He stood up, dusted off his sleeves, and said, “Let’s call it a day then, let’s pretend we never met…”

Shen Yun gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words, "I'll drink."

After finishing her tea, the old man nodded with apparent satisfaction, then beckoned her to his study.

Ultimately, the two agreed on a comprehensive cooperation plan. Given Zhao Yan's previous experience, she specifically had the old man sign an agreement and press his two fingerprints on it.

Finally, several days later, while Xia Yuliu and Zhao Yan were still locked in a stalemate, Shen Yun had someone get the general guarding the city gate drunk. Taking advantage of their unpreparedness, eight thousand elite troops, divided into four teams, swiftly breached the city gate and stormed in. It seemed the old man had done something; Shen Yun captured the palace with almost no casualties. 2345 was practically in tears in the system space. She had never seen anything like this before. While others were working hard to defend against the enemy, she had destroyed their stronghold—oh, and even turned their key generals against her.

Although the host's action was rather shady, it couldn't help but want to give it a thumbs up.

Before the imperial decree could be resisted, the patrolling soldiers and guards were surrounded. But after learning that these were the Mu family's army, they lost all will to resist.

Xia Yuliu did not enter the other concubines' chambers for a long time, which caused quite a bit of resentment among the concubines. Most of them were pampered at home and could not stand such treatment. However, they could not curse like shrewish women, so the anger could only be borne by these eunuchs and palace maids.

So when Shen Yun brought his troops, they didn't feel anything. Anyway, no matter how the dynasty changed, it wouldn't stop them from receiving their monthly wages, and their situation might even improve.

When Mu Changxue heard the news, she thought it was someone joking with her and was about to punish them. But when she saw that their expressions didn't seem to be lying, she ran over while holding up her skirt, and half of the hairpin in her hair fell off in the process.

I walked in with a mixture of surprise and doubt, and saw a familiar figure.

"How dare you! You don't kneel before the new emperor!" the eunuch's shrill voice rang out.

Shen Yun slowly turned around, slightly raising his chin to look at her, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

Mu Changxue collapsed to the ground, her face filled with panic. "You, you weren't dead?"

The eunuch frowned and was about to speak again when Shen Yun raised his hand to stop him, telling him to leave first.

"Are you referring to my younger sister who perished in the flames?"

Before Mu Changxue could recover from her shock, a look of suspicion appeared on her face, making her look somewhat comical. "You... Mu Chang'an?"

She shook her head violently in an instant, "Impossible, you are Mu Changrao, what Mu Chang'an, I've never even heard of you?"

“Speaking of which, you should call me elder brother.” Shen Yun sat on the dragon throne, tapping his right hand rhythmically.

"How did you escape? Are you a human or a ghost?" Mu Changxue stared intently at her, her gaze both focused and somewhat eerie.

"However, since you betrayed the Mu family, you probably don't want to have anything to do with them, so let's skip the formal address."

Upon hearing this, Mu Changxue suddenly looked up, her tone filled with certainty, "You must not be dead, right? You've come back for revenge."

Shen Yun was full of questions and asked 2345, "Why isn't she listening to me?" She has no manners at all, even though the two of them are related by blood.

2345 thought for a moment, somewhat confused, [Host, you didn't hear her say anything either.]

Shen Yun: "Hmm?"

2345 Innocent Face: [Mu Changxue must have been traumatized and lost her mind.] This is all her fault, it has nothing to do with me.

A gift waiting to be claimed by its owner: *sobs* (╥╯^╰╥)
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