Scourge Messenger

Chapter 100 Assassination
crazy.

Although Yan Qing really wanted to yell at her, he thought about it for a while and finally realized that Shang Xinlei's idea was indeed the only solution.

Shang Xinlei's needs are simple: to prevent Qian Gongyu and the Shang family's interests from being harmed. Qian Gongyu is easy to deal with, but all of the Shang family's difficulties stem from the emperor's personal rule, which Shang Xuanwen cannot prevent, so he can only try to strengthen his family's foundation.

This is precisely where Shang Xinlei's dilemma lies—Shang Xuanwen's arrangement is to make Qian Gongyu a complete force for the Shang family. If she protects Qian Gongyu, it would be tantamount to harming the Shang family's interests, and vice versa.

The most subtle point is that without the merchants, the still-developing Qian Gongyu would be completely unable to protect herself. Although one could borrow the legendary token from Qian Gongyu as an exchange for her seeking refuge with the merchants, how different would that be from Shang Xuanwen's arrangement? It's even worse than Shang Xuanwen's plan—at least he played the villain, while Shang Xinlei's role was entirely that of a good guy.

Shang Xuanwen was also stubborn and did not think of Shang Xinlei's "noble plan". He only believed in the carrot and stick approach to managing people.

What was originally an unsolvable predicament became possible for Shang Xinlei because of the Thieves' House, who found a simple way to resolve all the troubles.

Descend upon the main city, invade the palace, and assassinate the emperor!

With the emperor dead, the only option was to install a younger member of the imperial clan, and all the power in the harem would be eliminated, allowing the Shang family to continue controlling the government.

The emperor died, a new emperor ascended the throne, and a general amnesty was granted. Qian Gongyu could be exonerated without Shang Xuanwen's consent.

Both Qian Gongyu and the merchants benefited; no one suffered any loss of interest. Everyone was happy, and this is truly a cause for celebration.

Apart from the emperor, who was the target.

"Such a big matter, didn't you even think about discussing it with Shang Xuanwen?" Yan Qing couldn't understand. Was Sister Jing from the South really that fierce? Killing an emperor was as easy as buying a cabbage.

“My father didn’t discuss our lives with us when he was making arrangements for us,” Shang Xinlei said calmly. “He believed he was right, and I believed I was right, so let’s see who is right.”

"If you help me, leave; if you don't, get out of the way." She pulled out the frisbee and said seriously, "I don't have time to waste any longer."

Having said that, she strode toward the door. Clearly, if Yan Qing insisted on stopping her, she wouldn't hesitate to inflict flying ring torture on any man blocking her way.

Yan Qing watched her approach step by step, and finally sighed deeply before stepping aside.

"Thank you," Shang Xinlei said politely, and walked out of the warehouse.

"You two, father and daughter, are really alike, preferring to run away rather than be honest..." Yan Qing murmured softly from behind.

"Huh?" Shang Xinlei turned around and saw Yan Qing following behind, talking to himself. "What are you saying? Why are you following me? Are you here to help?"

"What merits or misdeeds did the Emperor of Liang have?" Yan Qing asked in return.

Shang Xinlei shook her head: "No, how could a young emperor who has not yet taken charge of the government and is under the supervision of the Empress Dowager have any merits or bad deeds?"

“Then I won’t help you,” Yan Qing said, “but I won’t stop you either.”

"I'll just follow behind you and watch the fun. If anything good falls on the ground, I'll pick it up."

Shang Xinlei laughed: "If it were a wise and benevolent emperor, would you stop me? You clearly also supported the plan to kidnap the emperor." "I even actively stole Shang Xuanwen's Heaven-Slaying Sword," Yan Qing calmly replied. "Why do you think I tried to minimize the possibility of fighting Shang Xuanwen?"

"I don't deny that I am a wicked person who is only after profit, but do wicked people like tyrants and treacherous ministers? The more wicked a person is, the more they hope there are more good people in the world."

Shang Xinlei blinked, seemingly lost in thought. She slowed her pace, occasionally glancing at Yan Qing, who resisted the urge to turn away and refused to meet her gaze.

With her, a local who frequently visited the palace, as their guide, the journey was uneventful. They managed to evade the guards and palace servants they encountered each time, and soon arrived at the outer wall of Chengqian Hall. The two of them simply climbed over and landed softly, seeing the palace brightly lit.

It was expected that the emperor would stay up all night instead of sleeping, given how lively the evening was. This meant that Shang Xinlei only had one chance. Whether she succeeded or not, it would inevitably alert the palace, and then second- and third-level messengers would surround them, leaving them with only a very short window of escape.

This is why Yan Qing followed. He carried the return order and wasn't afraid of being surrounded; he could escape at any time. While he did want to watch the excitement, his primary motivation was to help Shang Xinlei—not to assist in the assassination, but to help her escape.

She was Jiang Shi's friend, and... could be considered his friend in a way.

The two approached the palace by clinging to the carved railings and jade steps, climbed up and hid under the window, vaguely hearing conversations inside.

"...Your Majesty, you're reading random books again. The Empress Dowager will scold you if she sees you," a slightly hoarse female voice said.

“But Master, I really can’t concentrate on reading scriptures late at night. I can only pass the time by reading miscellaneous books like ‘The Messenger’s Handbook’.” The boy smiled and said, “Remember to remind me when the Empress Dowager comes.”

"Alright, I really can't go against His Majesty's wishes."

Yan Qing and Shang Xinlei exchanged a glance. They could pinpoint the exact location of the people inside by their voices; the boy's voice was probably the emperor, and the woman's voice was likely the disciplinarian. They moved slowly along the corner of the wall, intending to reach the wall closest to the emperor before launching a surprise attack.

Something unexpected happened.

The instant they turned the corner, Yan Qing bumped into the palace maid. A split second before the latter could scream, Yan Qing covered her mouth and slowly, quietly dragged her away.

Shang Xinlei was extremely dissatisfied and gestured to Yan Qing with his eyes to kill him quickly, but Yan Qing pretended not to see it. However, he was also a little annoyed. Although in the movies, a single chop to the back of the neck was enough to knock someone unconscious, he wasn't that naive. If he used his full strength to chop the palace maid's neck, he would at most break her neck.

"Don't move, I'll let you go in a bit." Yan Qing said to the palace maid in a low voice, "You forget so many things every day, you'll forget this too, won't you?"

The palace maid stopped struggling and nodded vigorously.

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief and turned to watch Shang Xinlei's movements. Opposite the wall in front of her was the young emperor sitting at his desk reading, less than five steps away.

Shang Xinlei raised three fingers.

three?
Then two fingers, then one finger.

boom!
The explosion that arrived as expected rang out from the other end of the palace. At the very moment when everyone's attention was drawn, Shang Xinlei kicked through the wall and unleashed a flying ring wheel!
Yan Qing also released the palace maid and stepped forward to prepare to assist.

Just then, a fist made of gale force shot out from the palace, instantly shattering the entire wall! Not to mention Shang Xinlei, who was facing the attack head-on, even Yan Qing, who had just approached, felt as if he had been hit by an electric scooter, with the mirrors appearing on his body shattering one after another! Shang Xinlei fared even worse, as if he had been hit by a heavy truck, flying over a wall more than ten meters high, creating a human-shaped dent!
They stared wide-eyed at the figure emerging from the palace, their hearts filled with terror.

It created the world, changed the weather, and was like a miracle!
It's a Foundation Establishment Messenger!
(End of this chapter)