1032: Chapter 643: Legitimate Son of the Pri Minister’s Mansion 1032: Chapter 643: Legitimate Son of the Pri Minister’s Mansion The empty drill ground was silent, only echoes lingered in the air.
Was Lu Bozou’s reasoning absurd?
Of course, it was absurd.
For the Zhenxi garrison soldiers to claim they could see traces of the Qilin Wolf—what kind of new Tatar Chao joke is this?
But the issue was that the joke itself didn’t matter; what mattered was Lu Bozou using it to launch his accusations.
When a force expands to a certain extent, it inevitably possesses its own moral justification—unseen, intangible, but undeniably existent.
Living within it, one might privately disdain it, but never dare to show even a shred of disrespect publicly.
If the Yan Dynasty’s moral basis was the Imperial Family’s supremacy, and the Pri Minister’s Mansion’s basis was opposition to the sects, then Zhenxi Prefecture’s foundation was the annihilation of Tatar Chao rebels.
This was the very essence of Zhenxi Prefecture’s existence, built upon the countless bones of the Zhenxi Army soldiers and their searing hatred.
Even though Jia Yi had already defected to their side, such matters could never be publicly acknowledged.
Standing atop the high platform, Li Junwu maintained a composed expression, while countless thoughts surged in her mind.
Why?
Why had the other side organized such a spectacle, and yet she hadn’t received any prior warning?
Why, just at the governnt office eting earlier, had these generals been respectful to her, only for them all to change their stance in re monts?
She had been completely sidelined…
No—it wasn’t just now; she had never managed to consolidate authority from the beginning.
These people had never regarded her seriously.
As Li Junwu delved deeper into thought and silence lingered longer, faint murmurs began spreading among the previously quiet ranks of the soldiers below.
“No way!
The Commandery Princess might be reckless, but she wouldn’t secretly conspire with Tatar Chao.”
“If Commander Lu says so, he must have evidence.
What’s your hurry?”
“Ha… Isn’t the Commandery Princess just a pretty vase?
A re woman who frequents debauched places—why wouldn’t it be possible?”
“I think so too.
I heard the Great Desert Goddess is as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal.
And the Commandery Princess has a penchant for such companionship—who knows if she might orchestrate such a thing?”
“The Marquis was a courageous figure all his life.
To have such an unfilial daughter is truly unfortunate.”
“…”
Soone was inciting unrest among the troops; this was undoubtedly a preditated sche to usurp power.
Li Junwu instinctively glanced toward the governnt office, seeking help from soone, but distant water would never quench imdiate thirst.
What should she do?
What could she do!
Could Xu Yuan’s clothing shield against the full scrutiny of the City Defense Formation?
Moreover, the Qilin Wolf, after entering the city, had returned the clothing to Xu Yuan.
Even more importantly, even if Xu Yuan had considered this factor, the clothing was singular.
If given to the Qilin Wolf, Jia Yi’s cultivation technique aura unique to the Western Desert would inevitably be uncovered.
As ti passed and silence persisted, the generals’ gazes toward Li Junwu gradually dimd, and the murmurs among the soldiers below spread further.
And at this mont,
Li Junwu’s cold, low voice reverberated through the entire area:
“Opening the formation to search people—fine.
But Lu Bozou, can you bear the guilt of falsely accusing this Commandery Princess of collusion with Tatar Chao?”
…
…
Within the depths of the military camp atop a tall tower, two figures quietly stood.
Overlooking everything unfolding in the drill ground, the middle-aged scholar surnad Wen lightly brushed his folded fan, his voice laced with amusent:
“This response is truly dull.
I honestly thought the person from the Pri Minister’s Mansion would make for an exhilarating opponent in this ga of sches.
But now, it seems as if it’s already checkmate.”
Standing beside the middle-aged man surnad Wen was a figure shrouded entirely in a black robe.
Judging by the voice, it was Mu Qing, who had just bid farewell to Sizi Jing:
“For the Qilin Wolf to be smuggled into the city, they clearly wouldn’t fear the formation search.”
The scholar surnad Wen glanced back, laughing softly: “Fearless or not, it matters little.
Even if no result is found, Li Junwu can still be ruined.”
“What do you an?”
“I didn’t orchestrate Lu Bozou’s actions rely to usurp power.”
The scholar surnad Wen narrowed his eyes and grinned: “With such theatrics, even if the Commandery Princess were to prove her innocence now, once those esteed individuals proceed with their plans, will the Qilin Wolf still dare to act when needed?”
“If it doesn’t act, the City Defense Formation alone won’t hold off the attack from those esteed individuals, and she will perish.”
“If it does act, it confirms her collusion with Tatar Chao.
Even if she survives, her reputation within the Zhenxi Army will be utterly destroyed, her ability to block our overthrow of Zhenxi Prefecture gone.”
At this point,
The scholar surnad Wen lightly shook his head and sighed wistfully:
“The reckless deeds from her youth eventually beca the blade to end her own chapter.
Her reputation is so poor, so irredeemable, that even accusations of collusion with Tatar Chao seem plausible.
Heh…”
“…”
After listening closely to his explanation, Mu Qing remained silent and turned away.
The scholar surnad Wen watched his figure leave, gesturing toward the drill ground with a smile: “The best part of the drama hasn’t concluded, and you’re already preparing to leave?”
Without turning back, Mu Qing replied flatly: “The Pri Minister’s Mansion’s latest arrangents have already been relayed to you.
There’s no need to stay.”
The scholar surnad Wen observed him for a mont before speaking abruptly: “Mr.
Mu, you seem rather agitated.
Is it because of Sizi Jing, whom I ntioned earlier?”
“This has nothing to do with you.”
“Of course it doesn’t.”
The middle-aged scholar surnad Wen, his slender, squinted eyes concealing his expression, closed his fan and spoke with a subdued laugh:
“However, I’d like to remind you of sothing.”
“I need to place the final contingency at the City Gate Tower.
I won’t be accompanying you.”
Mu Qing had no intention of listening to his words.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the high tower.
Watching him leave,
The scholar surnad Wen murmured the rest of his sentence aloud:
“Since you’ve chosen to betray, avoid displaying that nauseating, wounded and vindictive appearance.
Otherwise…
your new master might beco displeased, heh…”
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