boyutpedia Chapter 267 Alliance
Chapter 267 Alliance
Fortunately, Concubine Duan did not return to the palace, but stood quietly by the river. It seemed that she was not waiting for anyone, but rather complaining to herself.
"Miss, let's call Zhou Hai!" Jiao Li pulled Song Moli aside and said nervously, "Didn't you say she was a spy from Duke Song's mansion? What if she knows Kung Fu?"
"Your Majesty is naturally suspicious. He wouldn't allow someone skilled in martial arts to stay around." Song Moli pushed aside the horn pear and walked over. The sound of branches treading on the snow in the dark night was unmistakable, even with the most careful hands.
Jiaoli hurriedly walked to the other side of the bridge to divert attention. She turned and walked in the dark, waving at Duan Jieyu as she walked. It was easy for people to mistake her for Yu'er, and she successfully attracted Duan Jieyu's attention.
Today she has a single spiral bun embellished with pearls.
Song Moli approached silently and kicked Concubine Duan into the river. At the same time, she fiercely grabbed the pearl-studded single bun with her left hand. She wanted to be absolutely sure, so she couldn't take any chances.
Duan Jieyu struggled to the surface, instinctively scratching at herself. Song Moli pressed her back again and again, until she no longer had the strength to resist.
The water surface calmed down, and Jiaoli said in a panic: "Girl, let's go quickly."
"Why are you panicking?" Song Moli grabbed the hair and lifted up the head, calmly checking the dead man's breath. After a long, long time, she finally let go of her hand with satisfaction.
The hair bun was scattered and the pearls fell with the person.
Song Moli stood up and left, his wet clothes smoothing out his footprints in the snow.
Half an hour later, the Yulin Guards found Concubine Duan and her maid Yu'er drowned in the river. The palace was suddenly in chaos, but after dawn, the palace returned to peace.
Inside Xiefang Palace, Jiaoli applied medicine to Song Moli's injured arm and said thankfully, "Miss, they said it was drowning, and nothing was found. Otherwise, your injury would have been impossible to hide."
Song Moli asked, "What's going on at the Duke of Wei's Mansion?"
Jiao Li was stunned for a moment and said, "No matter how well-informed the Wei family is, they can only have just found out."
"Send someone to tell Avi to pay attention to the movements of the Duke of Wei's Mansion. There's no need..." Song Moli paused, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes: "I'll go there myself."
That night, Song Moli arrived at the Duke of Wei's mansion in disguise. Song Wei had contacted Wei Luo early in the morning, and Yang Hao personally stood guard at the mansion gate, guiding Song Moli all the way to the study.
Wei Luo was writing a letter to the Duke of Wei when he heard the door open and put down the letter. After Yang Hao closed the door, he asked, "I wonder what brings you here so late at night, Your Majesty?"
Song Moli took off his cloak and said with a smile, "Prince Wei still calls me the Imperial Concubine?"
Wei Luo stood up and invited her to sit on the couch, "The Imperial Concubine will always be the Imperial Concubine."
The emperor has many women, but there is only one woman who gave birth to a prince.
Song Moli sat down and spoke bluntly, "Now that Concubine Duan is dead, what is Prince Wei planning to do? Send another spy into the palace?"
Wei Luo said calmly, "Your Majesty is the ruler of the world. Presenting beautiful women and treasures to Your Majesty is my duty as a minister of the Duke of Wei's Mansion."
"What's the point of having more beauties whispering in your ear? Your Majesty is determined to reduce the power of the vassal states. How long can your Weiguo Mansion last?" Song Moli stated his purpose for this: "Unless the emperor is replaced."
With such direct words, Wei Luo didn't beat around the bush any more: "I'd like to hear the details."
Song Moli said, "As long as the Duke of Wei's Mansion fully supports my son's ascension to the throne, I, Song Moli, am willing to serve as regent and ensure the eternal prosperity of your Duke of Wei's Mansion."
"Your Highness, you are too kind." Wei Luo opened the teacup, brushed off the floating tea leaves on the water, and said lightly: "My Weiguo Mansion has been loyal to the emperor for generations. As long as the new emperor ascends the throne, we will definitely be loyal to him with all our strength."
Song Moli sneered, "Prince, do you think that now that the Xiongnu are invading, as long as the frontline troops are retreating step by step, His Majesty will definitely use Prince Ningyuan. When he returns victorious, the position of Crown Prince will be almost certain. The Duke of Weiguo's Mansion can then use its cousin relationship with the Marquis of Chengyang's Mansion to lend a helping hand to Prince Ningyuan. By then, your Duke of Weiguo's Mansion will be regarded as a meritorious official who helped the new emperor ascend the throne, and the new emperor will be reluctant to touch the Duke of Weiguo again."
Wei Luo said nothing.
When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. By then, the Chengyang Marquisate might not be able to protect him, let alone the Weiguo Dukeate. Therefore, he did not consider this, but only thought that in the struggle for the throne, he could delay it for as long as possible.
"Your Highness, you're overthinking it." Song Moli continued, "I know His Majesty. At least until your 100,000 elite Yunzhao soldiers are fully destroyed, His Majesty will never send Prince Ningyuan to fight."
"Impossible!" Wei Luo was furious. "Emperors Taizu and Taizong have said that our Yunzhao troops are only meant to protect the southern border of Dasheng for generations, and will never be used for anything else."
Song Moli just smiled and said nothing. As long as the imperial power was threatened, the emperor's promise would be nothing more than a piece of waste paper.
"Yes, when they needed you, they promised you a title of nobility and a military officer; when they stopped using you, they accused you of having treasonous intentions. There is no one in the world more shameless than the royal family." Wei Luo sneered: "What's the difference between the imperial concubine and them?"
Song Moli said, "I'm just a woman, my son is only a child, and your Duke of Wei's Mansion isn't made of paper. I can't stand it. But Prince Ningyuan is different. Whether in terms of means or ambition, he is many times more powerful than Your Majesty. Even if your Duke of Wei's Mansion can withstand the Xiongnu cavalry, it is just a tool for Prince Ningyuan to establish his authority."
"Now, I am the best choice for the Duke of Wei's Mansion." To show her sincerity, Concubine Song promised: "When my son ascends the throne, I will grant you the right to mint coins."
Wei Luo looked up in shock: "Really?"
Now Yunzhao's troops are in the hands of the Duke of Weiguo's Mansion. If they are given the right to mint coins, it will be equivalent to Yunzhao being a country, and it will be extremely difficult to disband it.
Song Moli raised his hand: "Let me write this as proof!"
Wei Luo did not agree immediately: "For such a big matter, I must ask my father for an answer."
"Wait for good news." Song Moli stood up and left.
"Your Highness!" Wei Luo called out to her, "Can you tell me how Concubine Duan died?"
Song Moli turned around and said with a smile, "Prince, jealousy is common in the harem. She has been too popular recently, so it is normal for her to attract unwarranted disasters."
After saying that, he nodded slightly, opened the door and left.
Jiaoli had been waiting outside the door and could hear everything. After Yanghao escorted the two of them out of the Duke of Wei's mansion, she asked, "Miss, does he believe what you said?"
"It doesn't matter whether he believes it or not. She was just a dancer. Even if he guessed that I killed her, he wouldn't turn against me. What's important is that he doesn't know why I killed her."
No one should be allowed to have the evidence of regicide in their hands.
The two men put on their cloaks and continued on their way. For safety, the carriage stopped in another alley.
Suddenly, a girl ran out of an alleyway and bumped into Song Moli. Song Moli fell backwards, and Yang Nianshu hurriedly reached out to catch him. "Sorry, I'm sorry... your hand is injured."
Her sleeves slipped down, and the moonlight shone on her scratched arms.
"I have medicine here." Yang Nianshu took out the medicine from her pocket. Jiaoli quickly pushed her away and left with her daughter.
"Why are these two people so weird?" Yang Nianshu looked at the medicine in his hand that he couldn't give away, put it back in his arms, and ran towards the Weiguo Mansion.
Song Moli turned his head and looked over, his expression suddenly changed.