Her guards

Chapter 212 Happy conversation
Boiling water is poured into the tea, and the tea leaves unfurl.

Unfortunately, the stench of blood, the strongest in the world, overpowered the aroma of the tea.

Mo Zheng picked up her teacup, nodded, and agreed with Wei Cui's words: "Only when we are familiar with him will we dare to entrust Miss Yang to him."

After saying that, he explained seriously.

"At that time, we carefully considered all the officials, including the emperor, and found that Wei Jiao was the most suitable to be Miss Yang's bodyguard."

"He was a cruel official of the emperor, with an eccentric temperament, and no one dared or could fathom his actions."

"He has no connection with anyone, and even if he learns about Miss Yang's background, it will not benefit him."

At this point, he smiled at Wei Cui.

"So if we're talking about helping each other, General, you've already helped us a long time ago. If you hadn't sent Wei Jiao to the capital, I would have had to personally act as Miss Yang's guard, and I'm afraid I would have been captured by you long ago."

So he hid, and they couldn't find him because of themselves?
He was wrong. This little prince was far more disgusting than his son, Ajiao.

Wei Cui showed no anger, but suddenly realized, "I was wondering why. When I sent A Jiao to the capital, my heart was breaking and I was extremely reluctant, but I subconsciously made up my mind to do so. It turns out that this was Heaven's way of sending me to help you, young master."

Anyone can say a few disgusting things.
Mo Zheng laughed heartily, raised his teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Wei Cui finished his tea and poured more tea for Mo Zheng.

“When your men appeared in Longxi, I knew that you, sir, knew who I was.” He continued, “I underestimated you, sir. You are amazing; you guessed who I was so quickly.”

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "Actually, it's easy to guess. Looking around the world, there aren't many people who can and dare to do such things. General is one of the best among them."

Wei Cui laughed heartily, lightly clinked his teacup with Mo Zheng's, and drank it all in one gulp.

Mo Zheng also smiled and drank it all.

The two looked at each other with admiration. If it weren't for the corpses lying on the ground and the pungent smell of blood, they would have looked like old friends who had hit it off and were having a pleasant conversation.

"Seeing you today, young master, I truly regret it." Wei Cui looked at the young man before him and sighed deeply. "If I had known that the little prince in his swaddling clothes was so intelligent, I would never have left the capital. I would have endured humiliation and dealt with the Zhao traitor until you grew up, and together we would have eliminated the Zhao traitor and brought prosperity to the Great Xia."

Mo Zheng shook his head and waved his hand: "General, you are joking. What talent? You and I were just lucky. If you hadn't left back then, you would have died at Zhao Tan's hands. If Deng Shan hadn't come to the capital, I would have died at Zhao Tan's hands too. How could we be sitting here drinking tea today?"

Wei Cui nodded: "Yes, I'm lucky. I survived from the Zhao traitor and am now a strong and well-equipped army. I also met you, young master. And you, young master, are even more blessed. You have survived so many years of wandering and even met Deng Shan's daughter who was lost and living away from home."

He poured more tea and pushed it towards him.

"Then we can't let this good luck go to waste, can we?"

Mo Zheng reached out to take the tea and nodded: "Of course not."

Wei Cui held onto the teacup tightly, looking at him: "So, what does Young Master plan to do next?"

After saying that, he seemed to remember something and let out an "oh".

"By the way, I did something on my way here: I had a troop of soldiers wipe out the Cloud Ridge Valley where you were originally hiding."

Although the young man's expression remained unchanged, the grip on his teacup suddenly tightened.

The fine cracks on the white porcelain teacup spread instantly.

Wei Cui's smile also spread across his face.

"According to the schedule, it should have been reported to the Emperor by now."

……

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"Wei Jiao! You piece of trash!"

The emperor's roar came from the Hall of Diligent Governance, accompanied by the sound of documents being smashed on the ground. The eunuchs standing outside the hall hurriedly retreated further, while the ministers who had been waiting to be summoned in the corridor were not pleased by the emperor's reprimand of Wei Jiao, but instead became even more nervous.

Who is going to be raided again?
"It is I! My home has become someone else's!"

The emperor looked at the two characters "Yunling" that had just been marked on the map, and then his gaze moved.

"Once you cross this mountain ridge, you will reach my hometown."

He let out a groan.

“The location you chose is indeed suitable. I have occupied the Mo family’s home, and they have occupied my old home.”

Wei Jiao said from the side, "Suppressing bandits is the duty of the local government. I have been investigating officials and aristocratic families... Only they would have selfish motives and the ability to support these people. Who would have thought that the descendants of the Mo family would become bandits?"

He laughed as he spoke, and then bowed again.

"The victor is king and the loser is a bandit. Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Mo family has acknowledged you as the ruler of the world."

The emperor glared at him, then looked down at the books scattered on the ground, under which lay some clothes and flags.

Bright yellow.

"Although the bandits had already fled, a lot of evidence was found at the scene," the emperor said calmly. "Besides the old dynasty's clothing and flags, there was also a map of the country, as well as letters that had been exchanged with rebels like Sun Shu, which shows that they have not given up."

Even if I'm heartbroken, it won't work.

That young prince has the blood of the previous dynasty's emperor flowing in his veins.

Only by annihilating their bodies and souls can the restless hearts of the people be extinguished. "Your Majesty, although they have become bandits and are hiding in the deep mountains, they cannot avoid interacting with people," Wei Jiao said. "In addition to mobilizing troops to pursue and capture them, we also need to investigate in nearby towns and villages, and mobilize animators to sketch the appearances of suspected bandits to facilitate their capture in various places."

The emperor nodded and looked at Wei Jiao: "Go yourself."

Wei Jiao hesitated, "It's not convenient for me to go out now."

The emperor was taken aback: "Is there something inconvenient for you?"

Wei Jiao looked slightly embarrassed: "My father just sent someone to ask His Majesty to arrange a marriage between me and Miss Yang, and Your Majesty you just kicked me out. Won't people think this is an attempt to cover up the truth, that Miss Yang and I are not innocent..."

"You bastard!" the emperor roared in shame and anger, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

He was about to pick up something to smash it, but everything on the table had already been overturned and was lying on the ground.

Wei Jiao strode out, saying, "Your Majesty, please don't be hasty. I obey your command. For Your Majesty's sake, I disregard my reputation—"

Watching Wei Jiao's figure disappear into the hall, the emperor spat, "What reputation do you have!"

He finished cursing and then let out a sigh of relief.

However, besides feeling more at ease having Wei Jiao investigate personally, it was also to keep him away from Miss Yang, so that Wei Cui wouldn't covet his daughter again!

Although the one who was disheveled with Wei Jiao was a maid, she was still under the name of A Luo.

Even if it meant losing his reputation, he couldn't bear to see A-Luo suffer any more injustice.

The emperor withdrew his gaze, looked at the map, and stopped at the words "Yunling" with a somber expression.

Since he is a thief, he must be executed.

……

……

Wei Jiao walked out of the imperial city and looked at the embroidered women waiting outside.

“Go to Yunling,” he instructed.

The women in embroidered robes responded and led the horses over.

Wei Jiao took the reins and asked, "Can the portrait from Mengzhou be drawn?"

The clues we found earlier from Jiang Wangchun indicated that one of Jiang Wangchun's students had a suspicious identity, and this student seemed to have dealings with Wang Zaitian. We also learned from Ling Yu that the clues first appeared in Mengzhou when Wang Zaitian was lecturing.

So he sent an embroidered-clothes officer to Mengzhou to inquire. Near the school where Wang Zaitian taught, some people mentioned that "...the children in the neighborhood would squat outside the window every day to listen. Mr. Wang even wanted to take one of them as a student. That child was really lucky."

However, Wang Zaitian did not have any young disciples; the youngest was Ling Yu.

What about the little boy?

"do not know."

"It seems Mr. Wang has left, and they've disappeared as well."

Wang Zaitian left, and the boy also disappeared. He wasn't a permanent resident. His appearance and disappearance with Wang Zaitian were unusual, so there must be something strange about him.

Upon hearing Wei Jiao's question, a woman in embroidered robes stepped forward and said, "It's been too long, and the time that the child's family spent was very short. Moreover, the neighbors don't seem to have seen their faces clearly; they can only describe their figures."

After saying that, he took out a scroll.

Wei Jiao reached out, took the document, and opened it, seeing two figures roughly outlined.

One was clearly an old man, and the other was a child.

It has no face and no special features, so you can't find anything out based on that alone.

But now...

Wei Jiao put away the scroll, mounted his horse, and said, "Let's go to the thieves' den and check. Maybe someone there has seen it before."

Having said that, he spurred his horse forward, and the women in embroidered robes followed one after another.

"Captain, are you going home again?" a woman in embroidered robes asked.

Wei Jiao said lazily, "No need."

That's not really a home, it's more like a house, and he doesn't usually go back there.

However, Wei Jiao hesitated for a moment.

"Miss Yang, what are you doing?" he asked.

“Miss Yang and her maid have gone to Baoyue Tower,” said a maid in embroidery. “Zhang Shengyou and the imperial guards given by His Majesty are with her.”

Because the imperial guards bestowed by His Majesty were with them, the embroidered-clothed guards no longer approached.

Baoyue Tower, Wei Jiao curled his lip. It was under that bastard's control. Now that the enemy is in his hands, he's off celebrating with a feast.

Wei Jiao glanced in the direction of the bustling city center, then reined in his horse and turned it towards the city gate.

"gone."

(End of this chapter)