Her guards

Chapter 241 Secret
"Seventh Master, Seventh Master."

The servants rushed in from outside the government office, looking rather flustered.

Wei Qiye, who was drinking tea, suddenly stood up, his hand trembling.

"What's wrong? Is the government office surrounded?" he blurted out.

In truth, he really didn't want to enter Qin'an City, fearing that Feng Su might suddenly cause trouble, but he was also afraid of losing face for Wei Cui, so he gritted his teeth and went in.

The servant was startled by Master Wei's words and instinctively looked outside: "No, there isn't."

Did Seventh Master sense something was wrong?
Master Wei came to his senses and angrily cursed, "What's all the fuss about!"

After saying that, he sat down heavily.

The servant hurriedly said, "Wei Jiao has arrived."

Wei Qiye, who had just sat down, suddenly jumped up. Wei Jiao!
He subconsciously looked towards the hall door, his vision first went black, then brightened as Wei Jiao, dressed in black, stepped in, the hem of his clothes fluttering to reveal a bright red lining with faint patterns on it, like blood spreading...

Master Wei shivered and dared not look any further, turning his gaze upwards to the smiling face of the young man.

"Seventh Uncle, it's been a long time." His voice was clear and bright. "Why do you look so much older? You must have been suffering these past few days."

Master Wei's face darkened, but he held back, remembering what Wei Cui had told him: to persuade Wei Jiao to go home...

"Ah Jiao is getting married! The family is so happy!" He avoided answering the question and sighed, "Ever since we received the imperial decree, the family has been busy. Ah Jiao, you should go back and check on the preparations for the new house, the new home, and the wedding..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Jiao said "okay" and turned to walk out.

Master Wei was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously followed and grabbed him: "Don't go, listen to me, A-Jiao, you need to go home, getting married is such a thing..."

Wei Jiao turned to look at him: "Yeah, let's go home. What? Are you trying to stop me from going home?"

Only then did Master Wei realize that Wei Jiao meant to go back. Surprisingly, without any persuasion, he took the initiative to go back.
I thought I'd have to waste time arguing with him, and I thought this kid would cause trouble by living outside my house...

They're actually going back.

Good, good, good.

Master Wei laughed, a laugh that couldn't quite conceal his ferocity.

“How could that be?” he said loudly, taking Wei Jiao’s arm. “Ah Jiao, I’ve been looking forward to your coming home day and night.”

Before she could finish speaking, Wei Jiao pushed her away and raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose.

"Seventh Uncle, what have you been doing these days? You smell terrible."

Yes, really? Master Wei's face froze. Could it be that being punished to manage the horses had really made him smell bad?
"Ha, ha." He chuckled dryly, unsure how to start a conversation.

He was afraid he would lose his temper if he talked to this bastard a few more times.

"Let's go, let's go, my family is waiting for me," he could only say dryly.

Fortunately, Wei Jiao didn't say anything more, but simply covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve and walked out.

Master Wei took several deep breaths and gritted his teeth to follow.

Surrounded by women in embroidered robes, Wei Jiao followed the Wei family's entourage through the main streets of Qin'an City and out of the city gates. The anxious Seventh Master Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Jiao really wanted to go home with him.

"A-Jiao—" He was about to speak when he saw Wei Jiao, who was lazily riding his horse, suddenly turn around.

What?! You're really going to back out?! You're just messing with him!
Several thoughts flashed through Wei Qiye's mind in an instant, but Wei Jiao did not rein in his horse and gallop back; he simply looked toward the city gate.

What are you looking at?

Master Wei looked over and saw that the officials who had come to see them off at the city gate had already left, leaving the city empty. However, there was one person standing on the city gate tower.

The woman had a graceful figure, wore an apricot-yellow dress, and her veil fluttered in the breeze.

This... Master Wei must be that Miss Yang.

Back in the capital, this Miss Yang was somewhat famous, but I never had the chance to meet her, nor did I ever think of it. I never imagined that Miss Yang would be involved with the Wei family.

Is this a farewell ceremony for Wei Jiao?

Master Wei looked at Wei Jiao.

Wei Jiao still had a smile on his face, but it didn't seem as unsettling as before. He turned his horse around a few times, looked at the woman at the city gate, then waved his hand. Noticing his gaze, she looked over and gave him a raised eyebrow and a smile.

That uncomfortable feeling returned.

“Ah Jiao, this is…” Master Wei forced a smile and tried to make it more interesting.

But Wei Jiao spurred his horse forward at breakneck speed, the dust he kicked up causing Seventh Master Wei to cough repeatedly.

This piece of shit!

Master Wei raised his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose, then looked back at the graceful figure of the woman above the city gate.

Is this an expression of reluctance to part with Weijiao?

A hint of schadenfreude flashed in Master Wei's eyes. This Miss Yang is quite shrewd.

No, or rather, that young prince Mo is quite skilled.

His gaze then turned to Wei Jiao, who was speeding ahead.

Ah, Wei Jiao had no idea why this Miss Yang would marry him.

This marriage wasn't arranged by the emperor; to be precise, it was decided by Wei Cui and Prince Mo.

Wei Jiao was first given to Deng Shan as a hostage, and now he's being given to Prince Mo. Oh, and even earlier, he was given to Zhao Tan as a cover in the capital. It's fair to say that he's been put to good use. This son wasn't born in vain.

Master Wei smiled smugly and spurred his horse to catch up.

……

……

The people in sight gradually disappeared from view, but Mo Zheng was still standing on the city gate until she heard footsteps behind her.

Mo Zheng turned around, looked at General Feng who was stepping forward, and curtsied.

General Feng nodded, his gaze also turning towards the direction where the Wei family members had gone.

"Fortunately, we managed to persuade Wei Jiao to leave by taking advantage of the wedding customs. It would be very inconvenient for us to talk while he's here," he said, then turned his gaze to Miss Yang. "His Majesty has given me a secret letter instructing us, the Yunyang Army, to follow your orders."

His eyes gleamed with excitement as he spoke.

"Are they really going to take action against Wei Cui this time?"

"Yes," Mo Zheng said, "I won't delay any longer."

General Feng clenched his fist and clenched it heavily: "That's great! In the past two years, Wei and Cui have controlled the Three Auxiliary Regions. Not only have they not handed it over to the court, but they have also used it to raise warhorses. This shows their ambition. I'm really afraid that if we wait another two years, Wei's iron cavalry will march straight into the Central Plains."

After speaking, he solemnly bowed to Mo Zheng.

"I'm sorry to trouble you to go to Longxi alone, Miss. Even if you do it under the guise of getting married, Wei Cui will not allow our troops to enter. At most, we can only arrange a dozen or so people to transport the dowry."

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "General Feng, don't worry. I am no threat to Longxi on my own, so Wei Cui is not on guard against me." After saying that, she also bowed to General Feng, "I will trouble you to follow my instructions next."

General Feng solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and said, "This humble general obeys your command."

……

……

Night fell and enveloped the earth, the courtyard was brightly lit, and carriages and people were constantly moving about.

Tonight, all the women of Qin'an City have come to welcome Miss Yang.

The dancers who had been enslaved were reinstated and put to perform at the banquet.

However, despite the invitation to a welcome dinner, Miss Yang only came out for a short while before leaving, leaving everyone to enjoy the feast to their heart's content.

"Although I am tired and cannot stay long, please continue to add some liveliness to this house to ease my loneliness away from home."

Since Miss Yang has said so, how could the noblewomen of Qin'an City refuse, especially since this Miss Yang is... a princess.

The lights of this residence can be seen even from the city wall of Qin'an; it's been a long time since we've seen such liveliness.

Several guards couldn't help but whisper and make fun of it.

"...It was as if Ma Qing had come back to life."

Compared to the bustling atmosphere of the villa, the wilderness outside Qin'an City was pitch black, with no sign of towns or people.

Four or five figures raced across the wilderness, crossed a valley, and when Wangyang Pass was faintly visible, a campfire appeared between heaven and earth.

An old man was warming himself by the campfire; he appeared to be a traveler who was sleeping outdoors.

Four or five figures rushed over and disappeared into the night. Only one figure walked over, and the light and shadow of the campfire were like ink and brushstrokes, outlining the figure from the darkness.

The old man looked up at the young man standing before him, smiled and said, "Please have a seat."

Mo Zheng smiled and bowed, "Thank you, General, for taking action to deal with Marquis Yichun's men."

Wei Cui smiled and waved his hand: "I should thank you for reminding me, lest that old fellow Marquis Yichun ruin my important plans."

After saying that, he called out again.

"It's so nice to see you again, Your Highness. Please have a seat."

Mo Zheng did not refuse again and sat down as instructed.

In order to prevent the Emperor from revealing his secret plan to take action against Wei Cui, General Feng drove Wei Jiao away.

She did not stop him, because Prince Mo was going to meet with Wei Cui.

This is a secret that Wei Jiao must not know.

(End of this chapter)