At night, outside the Prince’s East Palace, outside Feng Jiu’s bedchamber.
Qing Yu, dressed as a scribe, has changed into an elegant face of about thirty, with one hand behind his back as he walks slowly.
Inside Feng Jiu’s bedchamber, there is a middle-aged, strong man who seems to be of a silent nature, leaning on a golden pillar with his hands clasped in his arms, resting his eyes.
His name is Ou Jianyuan, and he is the Empress’ newest servant to Feng Jiu.
He was a silent man who was dedicated to martial arts, and had become an Imperial Servant of the Northern Zhou for the resources to practise martial arts, so there was no need to worry that Ou Jian Yuan was a spy sent by the Empress.
If there were more, even if the Empress was capable, Feng Tianming might not be able to tolerate them.
Ou Jian Yuan’s usual style of getting along with Feng Jiu was the same as Qi Si Bo’s. Basically, you did your job and I did mine.
However, the difference with Qi Si Bo is that Ou Jian Yuan does not keep an eye on Feng Jiu all day long, nor does he report anyone or anything that Feng Jiu comes into contact with to the Empress.
Overall, this was a qualified bodyguard.
“Donor Ou.” Qing Yu smiled imploringly and nodded to Ou Jianyuan who was leaning against the golden pillar.
Ou Jianyuan still had his eyes closed, ignoring Qing Yu.
Qing Yu also knew that this was Ou Jian Yuan’s nature, and he had no intention of receiving a response from Ou Jian Yuan, it was just a formulaic greeting.
After his greeting, he also pretended that Ou Jian Yuan did not exist and gradually walked towards Feng Jiu, then ——
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market.
Well —— at least on the surface.
After Feng Jiu started to be involved in the dynastic politics, as the supervising prince, these zhengzhi were also part of his work. Every day, there would be endless amounts of zhengqi, according to their respective divisions of labor, being sent to both Feng Jiu and Feng Qiwu.
Therefore, most of Feng Jiu’s time was spent on dealing with these political matters.
The status of Qing Yu at this time is Feng Jiu’s staff, so instead of discussing political matters with him, is he here to discuss who to kill tonight?
This would not do. Although Ou Jianyuan was not the Empress’ man, he was not Feng Jiu’s man either.
He was different from Tao Qiu Cui, who had been sent to protect Feng Qiu Wu, and there were secret matters that should still be concealed.
But it was good that Qing Yu and Feng Jiu had a special way of communicating.
That was to use the connection between the robber master and the robber slave to talk through the power of the mind. This way of conversation had been practiced, and at least the experts of the True Dan realm could not detect it.
How about this? Over at the academy, is there any movement? On the surface, Qing Yu and Feng Jiu were discussing the recent military payroll at the border, but in reality, they were using their minds to transmit messages.
It had been a few days since Feng Chaonan had revealed the matter of the imperial secret treasury to Si Haofeng, so in theory, even if one were to look up the information, one would be able to find almost all of the canonical books of the Mountain River Academy and find the records of the Nirvana Festival.
But there was no movement from the Mountain River Academy, making Qing Yu, who was secretly observing, a little anxious as he waited.
The first time I saw him, I was able to find out about the Nirvana sacrifice, but strangely enough, they were still not moving. It seems like they don’t care at all.] Feng Jiu said strangely.
【Oh? Did you make a mistake?
[No, Mr. Ouyang and the others have stopped their investigation, so they must have already found out the truth.]
[Is that so? Qing Yu pondered.
In theory, the academy should have swept away Feng Tian Ming’s arrangements and rescued the imprisoned Feng Ming Xiao with a thunderous sweep of the cave, but now this move was strange to Qing Yu.
‘It would be impossible to pretend to be oblivious and allow Feng Mingxiao to be sacrificed. Those students who practised ‘Hao Ran Zheng Qi’ would not be able to do such a thing. In that case, it would be strange.” Qing Yu mused in his mind.
The scholarly students in this matter, due to the presence of Confucian martial arts, were not without scum, but far fewer than in Qing Yu’s previous life.
Even Ji Mu Qing usurped the throne three hundred years ago, his original intention was to save the country and the people, not really for his own ambition, although there was no guarantee that this throne would be pa*sed on to his descendants is all.
At least, things like itchy scalps and cold water don’t happen to Confucianists in this world.
The first thing you need to do is to wait and see what happens, as long as you keep the princess alive. Feng Jiu speculated.
[Hmm? That’s a very likely guess.
I guess I usually think too much about conspiracies and tricks, and I hadn’t thought of this straightforward reason. Qing Yu always thought that Meng Shanhe’s trip had some deeper meaning, but it never occurred to him that he was just watching and not moving, just needing to save Feng Mingxiao’s life at the last moment.
This way, Feng Mingxiao would not be used as a sacrifice, and Feng Tianming’s plan would not be broken. Meng Shanhe did not need to make any plans like Qing Yu did, he just needed to rush over and save Feng Mingxiao when the nirvana sacrifice was performed.
The strongest of them all. I have to say, it’s really enviable.
[But then, that father of yours is giving up for Meng Shan Chang.] There was a hint of ridicule in Qing Yu’s words.
He was sneering at that Northern Zhou emperor who was messing around blindly.
This series of stirring operations by Feng Tianming had finally caused Meng Shanhe to lose patience with him and was planning to change the emperor.
Although the Zen Sect has now entered the country and is beginning to take root in the Northern Zhou. But once the Confucian Sect’s Meng Shanhe were to have any determination, with his unfinished business in Northern Zhou and his personal strength, he would be able to carry it out in one fell swoop.
What’s more, it’s not like Meng Shanhe is really going to step in, he just needs to drag it out until Feng Tianming seeks his own death. The longest he could do would be until the first month of next year.
[So it seems that Meng Shan Chang is going to let us, the emperor, decide the winner in the meantime. But with the academy watching behind us, we can’t use too ruthless means.] Feng Jiu said.
Too spicy a hand would likely make the academy think that it was another Feng Tianming, and the outcome could be imagined then.
【So, we need a scapegoat who will help us do the things that cannot be done. It just so happens that this scapegoat is already prepared.]
Qing Yu and Feng Jiu looked at each other with a smile, both thinking of a certain imperial son who was already destined for tragedy. With that person’s reputation and what he had done earlier, he was really a perfect scapegoat, taking the blame without any surprise.
[The scapegoat is ready, so let’s start the next step. Qing Yu said through his voice.
[Well, the next step would be military power.
The small and medium sized families that they secretly controlled were quite a few, and Qing Yu and Feng Jiu needed to further control the power of the Northern Zhou court.
This power is the embodiment of a country’s force – its army.
As the Northern Zhou had to fight the Golden Wolf Khanate in the northern gra*slands, the army was not as large as that of the Great Qian, but when it came to elite soldiers, it was much stronger than those of the Great Qian who had no battles to fight.
They may not be as strong at the top, but they are much better at the middle and lower levels.
