Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 217 Ingratitude and Deceit (52)

In July of the third year of the Zhengqian reign, a blood-stained memorial from the magistrate of Qi County shattered the tranquility of the capital.

When Baili Weisheng knelt before the Imperial Study with the bloodstained memorial in his hands, Gu Yao was also in the hall.

Upon hearing this, he raised an eyebrow.

When Shen Shen made the announcement, his face was gloomy.

Everyone in the capital knew that the two top scholars personally selected by Shen Xuntang had both fallen out with him, submitting memorials to impeach him every single day without fail.

People in the court say that if Minister Shen had eaten two extra bowls of rice today, these two officials would have impeached him for wasting food.

Given the current situation, something big is probably about to happen.

Ning Yi followed behind Baili Weisheng, who solemnly entered the Imperial Study carrying the blood-stained memorial.

Before Bu Shaoluan could say anything, the two of them knelt down and slammed their heads heavily against the cold floor tiles.

The crisp sound sent a shiver down one's spine.

"Your Majesty, the south is suffering from floods, and disaster relief funds are urgently needed to build water conservancy projects. The lives of millions of people must be decided as soon as possible!"

Bu Shaoluan put down the memorial in his hand, looked up at the two kneeling men below, and said with a slightly dark expression, "I have not received any memorial from the Governor of Jiangyou. How did you two find out?"

Baili Weisheng looked up, his eyes filled with sorrow, and raised the blood-stained memorial in his hand even higher.

"The son of the magistrate of Qi County collapsed in front of my residence with this memorial. The governor of Jiangyou, for his own political achievements, concealed the disaster and sent soldiers to intercept refugees, leaving the people trapped in the city to fend for themselves."

Those who contracted the plague were taken outside the city and massacred!

As he spoke the last sentence, Baili Weisheng's voice trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, I implore you to order disaster relief and save the millions of people from suffering!"

Bu Shaoluan frowned, about to say something, when Gu Yao spoke first, "Lord Baili, you keep saying that there is a flood in Jiangxi, but yesterday the governor of Jiangxi sent a memorial saying that everything in the territory is safe and the flood is just hearsay and nonsense. Tell me, who should we believe?"

Finally, the handsome young man's eyes sharpened as he stared intently at the two kneeling below.

Ning Yi was straightforward. Seeing Gu Yao's appearance, he sneered, "Who doesn't know that the Governor of Jiangyou was recommended to the position by the Chief Minister? Naturally, the Chief Minister is biased towards him."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yao's smile froze. "Lord Ning, you really are quick-witted."

Ning Yi wasn't afraid at all, and raised his hand in a bow, saying, "It's not even a fraction as good as the palm seal."

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Bu Shaoluan quickly raised his hand to interrupt, "Since this matter has not yet been settled, let's send someone to Jiangyou to investigate first."

Gu Yao's eyes flickered, knowing that the young man must have believed it.

He exchanged a glance with Baili Weisheng, then quickly looked away.

In the seventh month of the third year of the Zhengqian reign, Shen Xuntang, Baili Weisheng, and Ning Yi requested permission to go to Jiangxi to investigate.

The night before leaving Beijing, Bu Shaoluan sat on the bed with her in his arms and said coquettishly, "A-Tang, can you not go? I won't see you for a long time after you leave."

The boy's voice sounded somewhat aggrieved; even now, he still wanted to struggle a little.

Gu Yao found the childish words amusing and reached out to pat the boy's hand on his waist. "Your Majesty is joking. This was decided a few days ago. How can it be changed so easily?"

Upon hearing this, Bu Shaoluan tightened his grip on the person, and pursed his lips, "A-Tang, is there really no room for discussion?"

Gu Yao didn't know where the boy's emotions came from, so he turned his head and kissed Bu Shaoluan on the cheek.

"Your Majesty need not worry. The defenses are well-prepared this time, and nothing will happen."

This did not comfort the uneasy Bu Shaoluan. He raised his hand and cupped Gu Yao's face, his fingertips tracing her beautiful face, his eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.

He leaned down and gently kissed the corner of her lips.

With a slight tremor, it was a sign of extreme unease.

Gu Yao paused for a moment, then sighed softly, "Since Your Majesty can't sleep, let's do something else."

Inside the dimly lit curtains, a handsome young man gently pushed the dazed boy aside and leaned over him.

***

Standing on the city wall, watching the caravan depart in the distance, the boy's face was gloomy and somber.

The fingertips seemed to still carry a faint sandalwood scent, so faint as to be barely perceptible.

It's elusive, yet somehow it makes one's heart itch with desire.

The boy clenched his fist lightly, looked away, and turned to leave the city tower.

Shen Shenwei followed behind him, but only felt a sense of pressure.

Since the last autumn hunt, he has become increasingly unable to see the boy clearly.

He doesn't show his emotions, and his thoughts remain unknown to others.

He's becoming more and more like a qualified emperor.

He had prepared for His Majesty to cause a scene in front of the Shen residence when he woke up, but His Majesty said nothing after waking up and simply drove everyone out of the tent.

The autumn hunt ended early the next day, and he rushed back to the palace, where he spent two days recuperating from his injuries.

After that, apart from practicing martial arts even harder and reassigning the former commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard before the palm seal woke up, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

If there's anything wrong with it, it's that the palm print is stickier.

Now it seems like a storm is brewing.

In September of the third year of the Zhengqian reign, the three returned to the capital. The report submitted by the magistrate of Qi County was entirely true. The governor of Jiangyou was dismissed and investigated by Bu Shaoluan.

In the imperial court, Baili Weisheng, Ning Yi, and Shen Xuntang completely broke off their relationship and argued fiercely.

Besides the governor of Jiangyou, Bu Shaoluan also dealt with many other officials involved in the case, all of whom were members of the eunuch faction.

The young emperor, who had been relatively unknown, suddenly took action and crippled the eunuch faction.

Gu Yao, the leader of the eunuch faction, did not react much and simply let the young emperor do as he pleased.

For a time, everyone in the eunuch faction was in danger, and Baili Weisheng and Ning Yi, the two former top scholars, became the new representatives of the royalist party.

That night, at the Shen residence.

Looking at the group of people arguing below, Gu Yao sat at the head of the table, propping his chin up and listening quietly.

Seeing that Gu Yao did not react, the Vice Minister of Rites became anxious. "Your Excellency, what does His Majesty mean by this? If he dares to attack the Governor of Jiangyou today, he might dare to reach out to you tomorrow. We should make plans as soon as possible."

The others echoed their agreement.

Gu Yao slowly opened his eyes upon hearing this, his gaze falling on the person who spoke. He smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes held a hint of pressure.

"Lord Zhang, the Governor of Jiangyou has concealed the extent of the disaster, delayed disaster relief, and murdered civilians. This is a settled matter. Any one of them could be brought to justice. How much guts do you have to bend the law for his sake?"

Several people were silent.

Gu Yao had little patience. He stood up and patted the wrinkles on his clothes. "His Majesty has been on the throne for almost two years now. He can't be easily controlled."

The handsome young man walked slowly out, his clear and melodious voice reaching everyone's ears.

"This day is about to change."