âDoesnât Your Majesty think for your followers, then?â Empress Dowager Xie asked Ning Xiaoyao.
âThey all have their own troops. Those who donât have troops, like Old Gramps Li, have disciples.â Ning Xiaoyao was acting like a complete thug. âEveryone will live on just fine without me.â
âYou...â
âYou can just go and yell His Majesty is not a male right now.â Ning Xiaoyao pointed her finger to outside the pavilion. âItâs fine, go ahead.â
Empress Dowager Xie stood for a while in the pavilion, dumbfounded. Since threats are useless, should she plead? If this daughter would buy that, she wouldnât have to resort to threats from the start.
Ning Xiaoyao habitually knocked her fingers on the stone table and told Empress Dowager Xie, âJust stop making a fuss, you think you are living in misery or something? Soon the Xie family members will all die, but youâll still live. You are neat and clean from top to toe, and you live in the huge Empress Dowagerâs Hall. Now just look at me,â Ning Xiaoyao pointed at her own nose.
Empress Dowager Xie looked at Ning Xiaoyao. Ning Xiaoyaoâs entire body was smeared with lumps of mud, only her face could be considered clean.
âYou think Iâm living the good life?â Ning Xiaoyao continued, âEmpress Dowager, itâs not like I want to lecture you. But even if I give you the authority, can you really beat Grand Preceptor? Currently, Yongning is a big, messy pile of troubles, just how many of them can you settle? You were fine with following Grand Preceptorâs manipulation, yet if you have to listen to me for a bit, you actually feel so miserable that you want to die?â
Empress Dowager Xie was choked by Ning Xiaoyaoâs words.
âOriginally, how did Grand Preceptor deceive you?â Ning Xiaoyao gave Empress Dowager Xie a side glance. âYou seriously thought heâd make you run courts from behind the curtain like an empress? Didnât he want to kill you all the same when you blocked his path?â
Empress Dowager Xie suddenly felt raged upon being scolded by Ning Xiaoyao. Yet, she didnât know what she was angry about.
âIn fact, your only talent is being all lovey dovey with that muddle-headed late emperor.â
âHe was your Imperial Father!â Empress Dowager Xie shouted.
âHeâs my birth father, but heâs still a muddlehead.â Ning Xiaoyao slapped the stone table. âYou are stupid enough, yet you managed to successfully delude him. Doesnât that mean heâs even more stupid?â
âYou...â Empress Dowager Xieâs body staggered. She looked like she was about to topple over.
âYou should go back.â Ning Xiaoyao waved her hand at Empress Dowager. âIn the future, letâs not meet when there's nothing important. That way you wonât be unhappy and I wonât be mentally taxed.â
âYour Majesty!â
Ning Xiaoyao looked at Empress Dowager Xie with an indifferent expression.
Empress Dowager Xie stood there fixedly while staring at Ning Xiaoyao. Tears streamed down her face.
âAlright then, Iâll go.â Ning Xiaoyao stood up to leave.
âYour Majesty,â Empress Dowager Xie blocked Ning Xiaoyaoâs path and demanded, âRegarding Prince Cheng, you must give this Dowager a justification.â
âUntil now, I havenât even touched a finger of his.â Ning Xiaoyao was confused and had to ask Empress Dowager Xie, âWhat makes you so sure that Iâll definitely kill your son?â
âYour Majestyâs scheme runs deep in your heart, how would this Dowager know your thoughts?â
âI can send men to Empress Dowagerâs Hall and kill your son right now. Then, Iâll announce that the rebel forces did it. Who would suspect me?â Ning Xiaoyao snapped.
Empress Dowager Xie trembled and stumbled backward.
âI can kill you right now as well.â Ning Xiaoyao showed Empress Dowager Xie her balled up fist. âThen Iâll also say that the rebels hidden in the imperial palace did it. Who would suspect me? It will only cost me two coffins at most. Stop acting like I have no ways to deal with you. If the rebels want to remain in the palace, they can disguise themselves and stay hidden for possibly 10 and even 20 years. Do you know what this means?â
Empress Dowager Xie shook her head.
âThis means, I can kill you whenever I want.â Ning Xiaoyao puckered her lips, âAre you really the final winner among the imperial womenâs fight? Empress Dowager, I think you should thank your parents for giving you a pretty face, and thank the late emperor for being a blind and muddle-headed flop. You want to fight me to death? Then you have to think of a way to stay alive first, understand?â
Crossing her hands behind her back, Ning Xiaoyao swayed out of the stone pavilion and disappeared from Empress Dowager Xieâs sight.
Empress Dowager Xie wanted to walk to the stone stool, but her legs turned mushy after taking one step. Inside the hexagon stone pavilion, Her Excellency Empress Dowager fell to the ground. She sat there, unable to move for a long time. Is she now a pitiful widow who has to beg for life from her own enemy? After pulling down her covers, sheâs merely a pitiful creature?
Standing on a narrow path, Ning Xiaoyao observed Empress Dowager Xie inside the pavilion.
Shadowgale had come here to find Ning Xiaoyao. He asked, âYour Majesty, do you want to send someone to escort Her Excellency back to Empress Dowagerâs Hall?â
Ning Xiaoyao responded, âNo need to trouble anyone, just let her stay there. Sheâs in a bad mood now that the Xie Clan is done for.â
Shadowgale accompanied Ning Xiaoyao on the way back. He knew he had no right of speech in the matter concerned Empress Dowager, so he simply didnât speak.
When the two stepped out of the narrow road through the woods, Shadowrain hurriedly approached and reported to Ning Xiaoyao, âYour Majesty, Imperial Concubine Jing committed suicide just now.â
Ning Xiaoyao was startled. âWho?â
âSecond Princeâs birth mother.â Shadowgale reminded her in a low voice.
Ning Xiaoyao fell silent.
Shadowrain asked, âYour Majesty, what about Imperial Concubine Jingâs corpse?â
âI didnât force her to die, ah.â Ning Xiaoyao mumbled.
âWhat does this have to do with Your Majesty?â Shadowgale instantly commented, âThis is karma by Second Prince.â
âBury her.â Ning Xiaoyao said curtly before she continued walking away. She had never seen Imperial Concubine Jing before. Too many people have died today, the small farm alone got a pond full of bodies. Ning Xiaoyao didnât have any spare mental energy to think about Imperial Concubine Jing.
Watching Ning Xiaoyao leave, Shadowgale whispered to Shadowrain, âFind a coffin. Take Imperial Concubine Jing out of the palace and bury her.â
âBury her where?â Shadowrain asked. You canât throw an Imperial Concubineâs body to the wilderness, right?
âHave her buried with Second Prince so their family can be together.â Shadowgale decided after some thought, âDo this as the last favor from His Majesty for her.â Your son is dead. Now, youâre dead as well. So weâll bury you with your son, Imperial Concubine Jing.
Standing at the narrow path, Shadowrain shook his head as he watched his big brother chase after His Majesty. Second Prince was a sinner who plotted regicide. The fact his corpse wasnât thrown into the wilderness was already pretty good. They were about to bury Second Prince on a barren hill. Now Imperial Concubine Jing will also be buried with Second Prince? Who wouldâve thought that Her Excellency Imperial Concubine Jing would end up being buried on a barren hill? At one point, Imperial Concubine Jing had earned the late emperorâs favor. No one wouldâve imagined she would end up like this.
âYour Majesty, what should we do next?â Shadowgale asked from behind Ning Xiaoyao.
âWeâll wait for news from Supreme Commander.â Ning Xiaoyao replied, âLetâs hope he can catch Grand Preceptor in Xiang City.
The wait lasted three days.
The corpses within the capital and the imperial palace were buried, while the blood was washed clean. The streets gradually returned to their normal state. The topic of Grand Preceptor Xie was frequently discussed. But an even more popular topic was how His Majesty had decided to reclaim the imperial clansmenâs assets and privileges. His Majesty was going to divide the land to the peasants, distribute the grains, and even encouraged the refugees to return to their hometown.
Sticked on the street corner bulletins were announcements - ârefugees return to hometownâ, âthe court divides farmland, distributes grains and exempts three years of tax.â
Ning Xiaoyao was currently sitting on a treasure trove, so it didnât hurt however she spent the money. Originally, His Majesty Ning had wanted to exempt five years of tax, but she reduced to three years after Elder Li had jumped out and used his own death as bargaining pressure.
At todayâs imperial court, a military report was delivered to the Hall of Golden Chimes while everyone was discussing on how to divide the farmland.
Ning Xiaoyao read the military report written by Supreme Commander Lou himself and wiped her face. She informed the court officials with a pained expression, âWe discovered the rebel forces have a troop of 10,000 in Xiang City.â
The Hall of Golden Chimes instantly lapsed into silence. How many troops did Lou Zigui bring to Xiang City again? 3,000 if they recalled it correctly. The officials exchanged glances amongst themselves. Can Supreme Commander win this battle?
Elder Li fumed with rage, âDid Xie Wenyuan become a roving rebel now? That thief leader Xiang Nong is seeking death!â
Ning Xiaoyao looked at Elder Li. This old gramps always seems to be missing the point. Is this really the right time to fret over Big Boss Xiang? Right now we should be worried about how Supreme Commander Lou can fight this battle, alright?
At this moment, Lou Zigui was below Xiang Cityâs city gate tower. The city gates were tightly shut.
Standing next to Lou Zigui, Xu Feiyu asked, âShould we attack?â
3000 elite cavalry was far from enough to besiege the city, the military troops understood this clearly as they stood beneath the city walls. They had to raid the city if they wanted to capture Xie Wenyuan.
Inside the Xiang City governorâs estate, Grand Preceptor Xie put down the teacup and looked at Xiang Tiange, who was facing him. âHow likely do you think your rebel troops will be able to successfully defend Xiang City?â
Xiang Tiange icily replied, âGrand Preceptor isnât going to lend a hand?â
Grand Preceptor Xie began to laugh. The smile on his face looked warm and his tone was just as amiable. âIâll naturally do my part. However, this old man only have limited troops. The outcome of this battle lies with Young Lord.â
Xiang Tiange stood up and spoke in a cold tone. âMy Godfather ordered me to bring Grand Preceptor to meet with him, so Iâll naturally obey his order.â
âThen Iâll trouble Young Lord when the time comes.â Grand Preceptor Xie nodded at Xiang Tiange.
Xiang Tiange didnât want to stay there for another second. He turned his body and quickly left the hall.
âGrand Preceptor,â Xiang Cityâs governor and army commander were sitting on the side as they looked at Grand Preceptor. The governor seemed unperturbed, but his eyes revealed his anxiety. He asked Grand Preceptor Xie, âCan we really trust the rebel forces?â
Grand Preceptor Xie smiled, âIf they could rescue this old man from the eastern suburbs, they could naturally take us out of the capital and its vicinity. Donât be afraid, Lou Zigui only has 3000 troops, he canât hurt this old man with such few men. You can all prepare to leave the city. Everything is going to be fine.â
The governor and army commander could only obey and dismiss themselves.
Xu Yiming walked out from behind the screen and shook his head at Grand Preceptor Xie. âAs far as I can tell from Xiang Tiangeâs manner, heâs not protecting Grand Preceptor out of his own will.â
Originally, Grand Preceptor Xie was smiling, but his face instantly turned cold. âI could tell from his words.â
âThen what is Grand Preceptorâs decision?â
âWe leave as soon as Lou Zigui attacks the city.â Grand Preceptor Xie accidently hit his hand on the teacup and shook it a little.
Xu Yiming looked down and whispered, âWhat about the people in the city?â
Grand Preceptor Xie didnât respond. Instead, he only raised the teacup to take a sip.
Xiang Tiange was urging his horse at flying speed to the barrack. He ignored the various subordinates wanting to have a conversation with him and quickly reached his residence. As soon as he sat down, he abruptly threw a punch on the table.
Several military officials of the rebel forces walked in. They asked upon seeing Xiang Tiangeâs action, âYoung Lord, do we truly need to fight Lou Zigui to death for that old thief Xie?â
âThatâs an order from Great Lord.â another official hastened to cut in, âWhatâs the point of saying such thing to Young Lord?â
âF**k it!â the official was furious. âI already wanted to kill that old thing back in the cave.â
âYoung Lord,â a young man with a huge figure and mature face whispered to Xiang Tiange, âWe must make a plan on how to execute our final decision. If we want to protect Xie Wenyuan, we have to transport that old thief out of the city before Lou Zigui starts the siege.â
Xiang Tiange habitually touched the corner of his lips and felt a smooth sensation. It was then he recalled that the scar was no longer there. As the image of Ning Xiaoyao covered in mud appeared in Xiang Tiangeâs mind, a smile briefly graced his handsome face.
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