A little devil has arrived at the Marquis's mansion, and all the powerful officials in the cour

The emperor's expression stiffened, and he clenched his fingers.

To be honest, he was a little nervous.

The hearts of all the civil and military officials were in their throats, and they all looked at the spies.

If we lose Yumen Pass, it's foreseeable that the days ahead will be tough.

The emperor also fixed his gaze on him, his expression solemn.

Feeling uncomfortable under the gazes of the crowd, the scout knelt down and reported, "Your Majesty, a great victory has been achieved at the front! The Little Celestial Master led the army to repel the enemy forces, suffering five thousand casualties and successfully defending Yumen City!"

The entire room fell silent.

A moment later, the emperor suddenly stood up, his face beaming with joy, his voice trembling slightly: "Really?"

The scout nodded: "Absolutely true!"

The emperor laughed heartily, his face flushed with excitement, clapping his hands and exclaiming, "Excellent! Excellent!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Great Yong Dynasty is fortunate to have a young Celestial Master!"

Civil and military officials stepped forward one after another, all with joyful expressions on their faces.

Throughout the Great Yong Dynasty, everyone was filled with hatred for the enemy army.

They invaded the land of Dayong and massacred its people.

This blood feud is absolutely unforgivable!

How awesome would it be if the little celestial master could completely subdue the Kou Kingdom and make them completely Sinicized!

A group of people were overjoyed, indulging in a bit of wishful thinking.

After regaining their senses, all the civil and military officials looked shocked.

Wait a minute! I saw Renbao in the capital yesterday. She was buying up grain and meat on a large scale.

Is he going to lead the army into battle today?

Is that speed even human?

The emperor also remembered that he had only recently summoned Renbao.

Prince Qing looked skeptical: "Your Majesty, even at the fastest speed, it would take half a month to travel from the capital to the border. I remember that the Little Celestial Master was buying pork in the South Alley yesterday, and today he has already won a battle."

This news must be fake.

This military intelligence report is a lie!

How can such a child be called a Little Celestial Master! I propose that her position as Little Celestial Master be revoked!

The entire room fell silent.

The civil and military officials also felt that it was unlikely to travel to two different places in one day.

But what Prince Qing said was too harsh.

Their gaze shifted to Su Xuance.

He is the little Taoist priest's father; he knows best.

"Your Majesty, as all my colleagues know, my son Renbao studied Taoist arts at Qingshan Temple, one of which can shrink the earth to an inch."

"Although Renbao was young, upon hearing that the soldiers on the border were running out of food, she took out all her silver to buy food and diligently practiced Taoist arts. She worked hard for a whole day and night before she succeeded."

"She was only three years old, yet she was able to take on the important task of being a little celestial master, but Prince Qing accused her of giving false military intelligence."

Su Xuance looked sad.

The civil and military officials immediately thought of Renbao, who was only three years old, with clear eyes, a pure heart, and a serious demeanor as he practiced Taoist arts.

She's only three years old!

What he's doing is a momentous event!

He's a little hero who repelled the enemy!

But they were misunderstood and slandered.

Where is justice?

They absolutely will not allow it!

"Prince Qing, what nonsense are you spouting! The Little Celestial Master's Taoist arts are superb and his medical skills are exquisite, as His Majesty himself has witnessed and the Abbot of Qingshan Temple has personally acknowledged!"

"Are you suggesting that His Majesty and the Abbot are both wrong?"

"The little Taoist priest is only three years old, holding a pure heart for the country and its people. And you, on the other hand, spew filth from your mouth, speaking nonsense without thinking. Are you perhaps just jealous of her!"

"Your Majesty, I propose a thorough investigation into Prince Qing; he harbors ill intentions."

The civil and military officials rose up against Prince Qing.

He had displeased the emperor last time and had been behaving himself for a while, but today, when he came to court, he uttered arrogant words.

In addition, he was a carefree prince. Civil officials all have backbone, and when they get angry, they don't care who the other person is when they start cursing.

Prince Qing was rendered speechless by the rebuttal.

The emperor stared at him coldly: "Prince Qing, you should return to your residence and reflect on your mistakes. I don't want to see you for some time to come."

"Furthermore, the young celestial master has taken out all his silver; I will reward him with ten thousand taels of gold!"

Civil and military officials: "Your Majesty is wise."

……

Jiaoyang Palace.

When Mutuo saw the divination indicating the enemy army's defeat, his face tightened. He clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table, gritting his teeth: "Renbao!"

He jumped off the stool, walked to the window, and looked out.

During his time trapped in Dayong, he deeply felt that Dayong's national destiny was growing stronger.

Moreover, the nation's fortune is due to the Purple Star descending upon this place.

He continued to consult the oracle, trying to find out who the Purple Star was.

The hexagram yields a single character.

仁。

"Renbao." Mutuo uttered the name, his eyes darkening. "It really is her."

He folded a paper dove and threw it out the window.

"A letter has arrived from Muto." The old man in the black robe unfolded the carrier pigeon, and upon seeing the words on it, a glint of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

He handed the letter to Su Tang.

Su Tang took it and looked down at it.

Renbao, eliminate it.

Su Tang looked at the old man in black robes: "Master, does he mean to kill Renbao?"

The old man in black robes hummed in agreement: "With Mu Tuo's secret assistance, we're sure to succeed. How's your stall business going lately?"

Su Tang respectfully and truthfully replied, "Master, everything went smoothly. The people have complete faith in me, and I only extracted two-tenths of their fortune from them."

The old man in the black robe nodded in satisfaction: "Little by little, it adds up."

In the dimly lit room, both master and apprentice had scheming thoughts in their eyes.

Su Tang said, "I wonder if things are going well on my uncle's end."

The old man in black robes sneered, "If he can't even handle this simple task, he shouldn't come back!"

Jiangnan.

Su Chengxiao failed to gain entry to the Qin family's door several times.

He spent a lot of money to learn that the Qin family was vying with the Yang family for control of the cloth workshops in Jiangnan City.

The Qin family's only weakness is that it only has legitimate daughters and no legitimate sons.

Qin Zhenzhen had several half-brothers whom she suppressed, and Old Master Qin trusted only her.

The Qin family was embroiled in internal strife and had long wanted to oust Qin Zhenzhen from her position.

With the Yang family watching her closely from the sidelines, her situation was truly dire.

Qin Zhenzhen returned to the manor from outside, and Xia He glanced outside and said, "Miss, Master Su from the Marquis's manor is lurking there again."

"Ignore him," Qin Zhenzhen said coldly.

The master and servant entered the mansion.

Su Chengxiao rushed out and shouted at her, "Miss Qin, I know you are an ambitious woman, but without the help of the powerful, your Qin family will be squeezed out by the Yang family sooner or later."

Do you really want to ruin the century-old foundation of your Qin family in your hands?

Qin Zhenzhen stopped in her tracks, her sharp, cold gaze sweeping over him: "What do you want to say?"

"I have a Roman road for you, let's see if you choose to take it or not," Su Chengxiao said hastily, sensing an opportunity.

Qin Zhenzhen sneered: "Why should I believe you?"

Su Chengxiao held up three fingers: "If I lie to you again this time, may I be struck by lightning!"

Qin Zhenzhen's eyes flickered slightly. She was indeed facing a do-or-die situation and could not afford to be careless in the slightest.

"Come in," she said.

...

The border region.

"Renbao is the Renbao of my Pei family." Pei Gushan had been staring at Renbao with a lovestruck expression for a quarter of an hour, growing more and more fond of him with each glance.

He had a head full of wildflowers stuck in it.

He would boast to everyone that the flowers were picked by Renbao himself.

"Uncle," Renbao smiled sweetly at him, licking a candied hawthorn he had carried back from the city, and asked, "Where is my little uncle?"