In this chaotic world of vying for power, I can become stronger by marrying a wife.

Su Ming stood there, watching the flames gradually die out in the distance, his smile growing colder.

Just then, the system notification sounded.

[Ding! Hidden quest detected: Game of Thrones!]

[Mission Objective: Uncover the true mastermind behind the Ministry of War and bring them all to justice!]

[Mission Reward: God-level cultivation technique "God-Slaying Technique", Luck Value +500!]

[Mission Failed: Host and all trusted subordinates are dead!]

Su Ming narrowed his eyes. Interesting. It seems like things are really going to get serious this time.

"Pack your things and get ready to return to camp."

"yes!"

The crowd responded with a resounding roar.

Just as they were about to leave, Wei Lang suddenly returned with his men.

"Sir, the assassin escaped, but we found this on his escape route."

He handed over a token.

Su Ming took a look and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The token was engraved with two characters: Imperial Guard.

The Jing'an Army camp, the garrison of the Shenji Battalion.

As dawn broke, Su Ming stood on the training ground, toying with the token engraved with the words "Imperial Guard" in his hand.

The Imperial Guard? The personal guards of the Great Zhou Emperor, the strongest military force protecting the capital.

How did these people end up in the Jing'an Army?

Did they really come all this way to silence me?

It seems the waters are muddier than he imagined.

"grown ups."

Wei Lang walked over and said in a low voice, "The brothers are all settled, and the account books and banknotes have been hidden away."

"Um."

Su Ming nodded, put the token into his pocket, and said, "For the next few days, you will all stay in the camp and not go anywhere."

"Sir, what about you?"

"Me?" Su Ming smiled. "I'm going to see a few people."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the camp.

Wei Lang watched his retreating figure, feeling somewhat uneasy.

But he knew that since Su Ming had said that, he must have his reasons.

……

Jing'an City, Censorate.

Su Ming stood outside the door, looking at the majestic and solemn building, and took a deep breath.

The Censorate was the supervisory body of the Great Zhou Dynasty, specifically responsible for impeaching officials and investigating corruption.

Here, even the prime minister of the current dynasty has to keep a low profile.

"stop!"

Two guards stopped him.

"The Censorate is a restricted area; unauthorized personnel are not permitted to enter!"

Su Ming took out his centurion's token and said, "Su Ming, centurion of the Jing'an Army, requests an audience with Imperial Censor Wang."

The two guards exchanged a glance, and one of them turned and went inside to report.

A moment later, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe came out. He was Wang An, whom they had met in Jing'an City before.

"Centurion Su, how have you been?" Wang An said with a smile and cupped his hands in greeting.

Su Ming returned the greeting, "Lord Wang, please forgive my intrusion in visiting."

"It's alright, please come in."

The two entered the Censorate and came to a secluded room.

Wang An closed the door, his smile vanished, and his expression turned serious.

"Speak, what is it?"

Without wasting any words, Su Ming directly took out the black scroll from his pocket, along with the account books and letters he had searched from the Black Wind Pass granary last night, and placed them all on the table.

"Is this enough to bring down Minister Liu?"

Wang An picked up the account book and flipped through it, his face growing increasingly grim. "Enough, absolutely enough, but you know, touching Vice Minister Liu is equivalent to touching the Ministry of War, and behind the Ministry of War, there are..."

"I know," Su Ming interrupted him, "that's why I came to find you."

He took the Imperial Guard token out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Last night, someone tried to silence them, and this is what they used."

When Wang An saw the token, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he stood up abruptly, staring at Su Ming.

"The Imperial Guard? Are you sure?"

"Absolutely true." Su Ming nodded. "Moreover, that assassin's archery skills were very high, at least at the seventh-rank martial artist level."

Wang An remained silent for a long time before slowly sitting down and saying in a low voice, "It seems that this matter is more complicated than I imagined."

Do you know what this means?

"I know." Su Ming's voice was calm. "It means that this matter is not just a problem of the Ministry of War, but also involves the capital and even the palace."

Wang An gave him a deep look. "Since you knew that, you still dared to come?"

"If I don't dare to come, I'm doomed. Rather than waiting to die, I'd better take the initiative."

Upon hearing this, Wang An remained silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, stood up, patted Su Ming on the shoulder, and said, "What a proactive move! Don't worry, I will personally present these things to His Majesty. As for Minister Liu..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "We'll have results within three days."

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Su Ming clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"You're welcome."

Wang An waved his hand and said, "You got to where you are today because of your own efforts, but I want to remind you that the road ahead will be more difficult than you imagine. There are some people who will not let you leave Jing'an alive."

"Then let's see who's really dead."

……

After leaving the Censorate, Su Ming did not return directly to his camp, but instead went to a restaurant in the west of the city.

On the second floor of the restaurant, by the window, an elderly man in a gray robe was drinking tea.

It was Chen Xiu, whom I had seen before at the Black Mountain Ruins.

"You're here?"

Chen Xiu put down his teacup, looked at Su Ming, and said, "Sit down."

Su Ming didn't stand on ceremony, sat down directly, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Old Chen, what are you doing here?"

"I'll be waiting for you," Chen Xiu said calmly. "I knew you'd come looking for Wang An."

Su Ming smiled, "Old Chen is indeed a prophet."

"Stop flattering me, just tell me what you want?" Chen Xiu snorted.

Su Ming's smile faded, and his expression turned serious. "Elder Chen, I'd like to know why the Imperial Guards are interfering in the Jing'an Army's affairs?"

Chen Xiu was silent for a moment. "You really want to know?"

"think."

"Then I'll tell you." Chen Xiu put down his teacup, his voice low. "Because someone wants to incite chaos within the Jing'an Army."

"Who?"

"Crown Prince."

Su Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

Prince?

Chen Xiu continued, "His Majesty is getting old, and the Crown Prince is eager to ascend the throne, but His Majesty has refused to establish an heir, which displeases the Crown Prince."

"The Jing'an Army is the most important border army under Your Majesty's command, responsible for protecting the northern frontier. If the Jing'an Army falls into chaos, the northern barbarians will take the opportunity to invade southward, and Your Majesty will be in a terrible predicament."

"At that time, the Crown Prince will be able to seize military power under the pretext of quelling the rebellion."

Su Ming gasped after hearing this.

What a ruthless scheme.

"So, Vice Minister Liu is one of the Crown Prince's men?"

"Not just Vice Minister Liu," Chen Xiu said slowly, looking at him. "The Minister of War is also included."

Su Ming's fist slowly clenched. "What about His Majesty? Doesn't His Majesty care?"

"Tube?"

Chen Xiu sneered.

"His Majesty is too busy taking care of himself to deal with these things. But you've certainly given His Majesty a great gift."

"What do you mean?"

"Those ledgers and evidence are enough for His Majesty to purge a group of the Crown Prince's people."

Chen Xiu looked at Su Ming with a complicated expression.

"But because of this, you have completely offended the Crown Prince."

"Next, the Crown Prince will definitely try every means to get rid of you."