"Greetings, Your Majesty." It was the Imperial Palace Guards. The Guard Commander had been killed, and now leading the guards was another person who seed quite popular.
The Bei Qi Royal Family had acted disgracefully. Now that Bei Qi had fallen, those who hated them naturally felt their blood boiling. Knowing that Ah Chen had destroyed the Bei Qi Royal Family, they were utterly convinced by her, willing to die for such a Monarch King with heads held high and spirits soaring.
With the fall of the Bei Qi Royal Family, even the Imperial Palace Guards had defected. It would likely beco easier from here on; this is what it ans to have the will of the people.
So still-wavering ministers instantly made their choice.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." The Minister of Revenue hurriedly expressed his allegiance, his legs trembling.
In truth, he was loyal to Song Kuo, enjoying those indulgent entertainnts. But now the situation had radically changed, and the outco seed decided. He had no choice but to bow temporarily and serve.
"Your Majesty, this person must be killed," Fan Shi said.
At the sa ti, Xue Shanhuai spoke up: "Your Majesty, this person is extrely treacherous. Many of the manipulative sches were given to the criminal Song Kuo by him."
After speaking, he and Fan Shi exchanged a glance.
This young man harbored quite a strong desire to kill, frequently suggesting such actions. But the young man was right—this person had to be killed.
"Your Majesty, he must be killed," he added.
Song Yuheng opened his eyes again. Xue Shanhuai was so agitated, calling his father the criminal. This showed how truly hated the Bei Qi Royal Family was.
Song Yuheng knew so of Xue Shanhuai’s backstory; his father often found amusent in it.
The Bei Qi Royal Family committed far too many sins. If this was made public, the world would surely rejoice.
The Minister of Revenue felt his legs go weak and collapsed, cursing, "Xue Shanhuai, you’ve wronged !"
Xue Shanhuai sneered, "I didn’t wrong you; you wronged yourself. You always deserved to die."
"Not for now. Lock him up," Ah Chen said. "We’ll execute him another day, at the marketplace, to appease the people. We can’t kill them all just for our satisfaction."
The Minister of Revenue, who had thought there was hope, fainted from fright.
Fan Shi said, "Indeed, we should reserve so executions for the public to see, to vent their anger and build montum for Your Majesty. When these deeds are spread, Your Majesty will surely be embraced by the brilliant minds worldwide, and unifying the world will only be a matter of ti."
[Host, he’s drawing you a grand vision.] 997 couldn’t hold back, surprised that soone was laying out such a grand plan for the host.
Ah Chen found it amusing, but Fan Shi was right; it was indeed what she intended.
Initially, securing Bei Qi should have taken so ti, requiring her extended stay. With Fan Shi’s presence, she wouldn’t need to linger too long, entrusting many matters to him without needing to choose another. He seed quite capable, having been her ally all along. She still needed to visit Nan Qi; leaving this side to Fan Shi should be manageable.
"Pri Minister Xue, you will continue as Pri Minister in the future," Ah Chen said.
Xue Shanhuai’s eyes welled with emotion as he bowed, "To be valued by Your Majesty is my greatest fortune."
Xue Shanhuai felt fortunate to be compelled by Song Kuo to attend the palace banquet. Even if, afterwards, he would still be used by Your Majesty due to her character, missing the sight of her extraordinary prowess would have been regretful.
"Your Majesty, how should we handle Bei Qi’s Third Prince?" Xue Shanhuai asked.
Ah Chen replied, "Lock him up for now."
Xue Shanhuai didn’t say much. Among the Bei Qi Royal Family, this one was sowhat better, not engaging in abusive behavior. Whether to kill or not wasn’t a pressing concern.
Keep him there; Ah Chen still had so use for him.
Xue Shanhuai gathered everyone and provided Ah Chen with a list of those who needed to be killed.
As the Pri Minister of Bei Qi, he naturally knew many things. Those officials hoping to escape did not evade capture.
The night was restless, particularly for those at the palace banquet who witnessed a scene they’d never forget. Anyone who saw it would surely be loyal to her without the need for thought; she was worth it.
Ah Chen also thoroughly cleansed the Bei Qi Palace. By the ti everything was mostly settled, dawn had arrived.
The people from Nan Qi stayed by her side, afraid sothing might happen to her. Their eyes no longer bore dullness and apathy, only a longing for the future.
Previously, dying for the Ninth Princess was unavoidable, with no choice.
Now, dying for Your Majesty was sothing they’d willingly choose.
But, Your Majesty didn’t want them to die, urging them to live well in order to help her, as they were the ones she could trust.
Yes, they had to live, live well, and stay by Her Majesty’s side to assist her in unifying the world.
She would do it.
Those who witnessed the scene last night had no doubts; they felt it was just a matter of ti.
"I still have so plans for Nan Qi. Let’s not reveal my identity for now, especially to those in Nan Qi. They mustn’t learn it’s ," Ah Chen said. "We’ll hold a simple enthronent ceremony to announce the founding of the new kingdom."
"Before long, I’ll also take down Nan Qi."
The people felt reassured. Whatever plans Her Majesty had, they were ready to listen and follow.
"For now, I’ll stay here to stabilize the situation, preventing any exploitation. Once these matters are concluded, I’ll return under the guise of sending the Nan Qi hostage back as an emissary from the new nation."
Fan Shi asked, "Your Majesty, what grievance exists between you and Nan Qi?"
"The grievance is significant," Ah Chen smiled, piquing Fan Shi’s curiosity. "I’m not the true Nan Qi Ninth Princess; Cui Jing is. They concealed this from . How could I let them have their way?"
All realized suddenly, Her Majesty had sent Cui Jing to Bei Qi to thwart their plans.
But it wasn’t enough; one main reason was the Emperor of Nan Qi and Consort Li.
That’s why Her Majesty had to return and take down Nan Qi.
Indeed, she must take it down.
Fan Shi’s puzzlent finally cleared; this was the situation. Still, many mysteries remained unsolved. Based on his information, she wasn’t supposed to be so formidable. But it didn’t matter, as long as she remained the person from last night, he’d follow her for life.
"Fan Shi, I now appoint you as the Think Tank. All military movents will be under your command."
Fan Shi accepted the order without hesitation. It fitted his intentions perfectly. Considering the world’s situation, a battle was inevitable, a day he’d awaited for quite a while. Finally, he had sothing to do.
She seed to know his capabilities.
Many tasks awaited Ah Chen next, and Bei Qi wasn’t small. Every aspect needed handling. Fortunately, many were willing to pledge allegiance to her. Once the news of the Bei Qi Royal Family’s extermination spread, more would co to follow her.
Ordinary people only seek stability, food, and clothing—the simplest wishes.
Xue Shanhuai returned to the Pri Minister’s Mansion, and it was nearing noon.
The gatekeeper reported that his carriage had arrived, and the Pri Minister’s wife quickly ca out. Seeing the spirited Xue Shanhuai, she paused for a mont. How had he returned to his youthful vigor after just a night?
"Husband, is everything alright?"
Xue Shanhuai took her hand and led her inside, a barely-contained excitent on his face, eager to share last night’s news.
"Husband, let’s eat first."
Xue Shanhuai asked, "Have you eaten yet, wife?"
"I have," said the Pri Minister’s wife, knowing that to wait, one needed a healthy body and couldn’t forget to eat.
Xue Shanhuai felt reassured and led her inside.
"Then I won’t eat; I had sothing at the palace earlier." He wasn’t lying; during last night’s busyness, Her Majesty hadn’t forgotten to have people serve snacks to stave off hunger.
"Why is husband so happy?" asked the Pri Minister’s wife.
Could it be that the Dog Emperor Song Kuo had died?
"Wife, Song Kuo is dead," Xue Shanhuai said.
The Pri Minister’s wife was shocked; he was truly gone? Wait, wasn’t it as simple as Song Kuo dying?
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