Chapter 795: A Thought of Heaven
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“So are you threatening me?” Yuwen You suddenly raised his head, glaring angrily and sneering, “Fu Mingzhu, you really overestimate yourself. Do you think, after all that’s happened, I’d still care about your face? Don’t force me to embarrass you.”
Mingzhu shook her head, “I’m not overestimating myself, nor am I threatening you. I just want to ask you, in this battle, who do you think will win? Do you really want the Xiongnu to invade, kill, plunder, and enslave all our Great Xia people? If I’m not mistaken, someone must have ordered you to find a way to kill some students and provoke a conflict, right?”
Yuwen You stared at her for a moment, then chuckled with interest.
Seeing Yuwen You’s strange smile, Mingzhu raised an eyebrow and asked, “Did I say something wrong?”
Yuwen You chuckled lightly, “Then, who do you think gave me that order?” He approached, towering over her, and said softly, “It couldn’t be your beloved Great Empress Dowager who you often go to the palace to show filial piety, could it?”
Mingzhu remained expressionless, “Who knows? I just feel that, with your temperament and our grievances, you should be the one most eager to see us in trouble.”
“Yeah, I really hate you, I wish I could tear you apart and eat you alive! Make you unable to reincarnate for eternity!” If he was destined to go to h*ll in this life, he might as well take her with him… Yuwen You suppressed the boiling anger, hatred, and the indelible melancholy in his heart, and looked at the mottled tree shadows to the side, a sarcastic smile playing at the corners of his lips, “You guessed wrong. The one who ordered me to stay here on guard is the Sixth Brother. If he didn’t trust me, why would he let me do this?”
Mingzhu said lightly, “Being forced to do something and doing something willingly lead to different results.”
Yuwen You showed a row of white teeth, “What does that have to do with you? Aren’t you leaving yet? Aren’t you afraid that they’ll once again connect you with me?” He exaggeratedly made a bow to her, “Please, Regent Wangfei, leave me a way out. My Sixth Brother is fierce. If it happens again, he’ll surely take my life.”
The conversation had reached this point, and it couldn’t continue. Let’s just do our best and leave the rest to fate. Mingzhu signaled Su Mei to lower the carriage curtain and had the coachman drive on.
Yuwen You looked at Mingzhu’s carriage with a gloomy expression, his hand gripping the sword hilt damp with sweat. His subordinate, Du Ming, approached him, “Your Highness, there’s trouble over there.”
More than a dozen students had abandoned their sit-in and were rushing towards the palace gates, hand in hand. And Yue Guo Gong, who had just been escorted away, seemed to be delayed by something and hadn’t returned yet. Hastily rushing over with his men was one of his trusted generals.
If one were to act, this would be the best opportunity. Just a little manipulation and the situation could spiral out of control, achieving certain objectives.
Du Ming nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. “Your Highness, we…”
Heaven and h*ll were just a thought away. He truly wanted to make Yuwen Chu suffer, but… Yuwen You loosened his grip on the sword hilt and then tightened it again, his gaze heavy. “No, it’s not yet the time. Take some men and go help Yue Guo Gong.”
Du Ming was somewhat surprised. He looked around nervously and said, “Is it that…?” He wanted to ask if the Regent, under pressure, had superficially tasked them with handling this matter, while in reality, there were other arrangements, or if this was a trap? After all, the recent deaths were not of ordinary individuals, and those unaware of the truth couldn’t help but feel insecure. Who knew if they would be the next one to die?
Yuwen You impatiently said, “Do what you’re told, why waste words?” After speaking, he turned and walked away, saying coldly, “Anyone who dares not to listen to me, I’ll have their heads roll!”
Indeed, he had come here today to handle this matter under the tacit approval of the Great Empress Dowager, allowing chaos to ensue, letting the situation spiral out of control, and ideally, causing a few more deaths to escalate the turmoil. In short, whatever damaged Yuwen Chu’s reputation was what needed to be done. But today, he didn’t want to do this, not out of sympathy or belief in Yuwen Chu, but because his surname was Yuwen. Zhongshan Wang could plot rebellion, but the Xiongnu would never be allowed to step into the Yuwen family’s home and slaughter the people of Great Xia.
Du Ming stood conflicted under the shade of the trees, unable to make up his mind. A sly-looking eunuch walked along the wall, gazing at Yuwen You’s departing figure and lightly sneering, “Oh, is Linan Wang going to switch sides? Du Qianshi, you mustn’t be foolish.”
Honestly, Linan Wang, although with a strange temper and quite arrogant, wasn’t all that bad. Regarding this matter, Du Ming could vaguely guess what he was thinking. To refuse to carry out the Great Empress Dowager’s orders, despite being at a dead end, was still somewhat admirable. However, taking someone’s money to do their bidding was justifiable, especially since he was just a low-ranking official, how could he defy a Wangye?
Du Ming almost instantly made a decision. “Xiao Gonggong, rest assured, I will definitely complete the task. I hope you can speak a few words for me in front of Her Majesty.”
The eunuch said, “Sure, sure, hurry up, don’t miss this opportunity.”
Du Ming quickly gathered his men and rushed towards the students. At this moment, the Imperial Guards had already confronted the students attempting to breach the palace gates, but their purpose was to persuade and prevent, not to harm.
Du Ming spotted a young, handsome student looking bewildered as he was pushed and shoved by the crowd, a look of impending tears on his face. Several others, who seemed like leaders among the students, were shouting his name from a distance, trying their best to push through towards him.
That was the one, young, refined, lacking in experience but daring enough to rush to the streets with just a heart full of passion. He had good popularity among his peers, and his friends seemed quite formidable. Du Ming targeted that student, drew his sword, and viciously aimed at his head, while loudly cursing, “You brat! Dare to lay a hand on me, your grandpa! Are you trying to rebel?”
Under normal circumstances, anyone causing trouble on the streets would have a bad ending. Suppression, beatings, or even losing their lives were common occurrences. But in the current situation, one death meant a bigger conflict was imminent.
If this young student died, the streets would flow with blood today. The students were the pillars and talents of the nation’s future, and Yuwen Chu’s reputation would be thoroughly tarnished.
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