Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Daxia and Qingyi have not yet signed a truce, and the sudden war that breaks out at some unknown time will once again ignite the smoke of gunfire in the territory around Daxia.

Today's peace, today's calm will eventually be shattered, just like stones thrown into the lake surface, splashing waves, making the clear water turbid.

Jiang Yi felt deeply helpless. It seemed that something uncontrollable was gradually spreading inside and outside the court.

These days, he has watched Chi Shilang being targeted by the ministers, overtly and covertly, and he has even read the record of Chi Shilang's assassination sent by the red guards, and it is vivid in his mind.

It's hard to tell whether these people are opposed to Chi Shilang on the surface or to him behind his back?

No matter which one it was, Jiang Yi felt deeply uneasy.

This uneasiness was like a bug in the shadows, silently eating away at his sanity in an invisible place, intensifying his uneasiness and panic.

Jiang Yi knew that as long as he supported Chi Shilang, it seemed that he was providing him with protection.

Think about Li Linfu, the great sycophant of the previous dynasty. Doesn't anyone want to get rid of him?But why is his position so secure?Isn't it precisely because the emperor surnamed Li has been secretly protecting him?
Jiang Yi took a deep breath and encouraged himself: "As long as I don't give up on Zhongjun and send people to protect him, Zhongjun will have no worries about his life..."

He and Jiang Sile thought of going together.

The two of them unanimously started making fuss about the guards around him.

But they may not know that some hidden arrows are already ready to target him.

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Qingyi
A group of guards wearing black armor and long boots, holding long guns in their hands or long knives hanging on their waists, watched the surroundings vigilantly and drove slowly on the road.

During this period, whenever there was any disturbance or birds flying, these fully armed guards would carefully pick up the black cavalry and prepare to fight.

On this short road leading to the Kashgar tribe, they had already experienced three assassinations in just a few hours.

Every time, the gangsters tried their best. Even if the entire army died tragically under the knife of Shan Yu's guard, the only one left alive still bit his tongue and committed suicide, leaving them no room for interrogation.

The guards couldn't help but look at Shanyu on the horse, and their hearts became nervous.

Wumu, who was riding on a dark horse, wore a silver helmet and hard armor. The helmet was still shining in the sun.

If the first attack could be interpreted as a premeditated rebellion by other tribes, the three attacks in a row, each time less than an hour apart, became weird.

This made it impossible for Umu not to believe that people from the Kashgar tribe were not involved.

In addition, every time they deliberately left a living person alive, they would bite their tongues and commit suicide when they turned around and cleaned up the battlefield.

Even if the people who tied them were alert and even removed their jaws, those poisonous sacs hidden somewhere would still kill them.

This strange scene made Wu Mu even more angry. Now this is not just a rebellion, not just an assassination. It is more like a warning, a declaration of war, and a way to promote one's own force. The reckless man was waving his fist at him, provoking him.

Wu Mu closed his eyes, but the bright red blood still appeared in front of his eyes.

He admitted that whoever was behind these events had achieved half his goal.

He is angry.

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If Chi Shilang is to be brought down, the holy will behind him must be resolved.

Whether it was slander or recommending a new person to take his place, no matter what, he had to walk down from the court or... fall down.

This is the consensus reached by most officials.

But this matter is not easy. The courtiers can see with their own eyes that His Majesty's favor and favor for Chi Shilang are far beyond the reach of them.

As a result, these people began to investigate the details of Chi Zhongjun, hoping to make unexpected discoveries.For example, the news that the family is a fugitive from the previous dynasty is something that everyone likes to hear.

Two years ago, when Chi Zhongjun entered the court for the first time and became the fifth-rank doctor of the Ministry of Etiquette, no one wanted to investigate him.

Half a year ago, before the Crown Princess was canonized, even though he was already powerful, not many people thought of investigating his background.

But now, with the matter of the Crown Princess being completed in his hands, and Chi Shilang already having the power to hide everything, some people actually thought of investigating the details.

However, it seems to be too late.

They found nothing but finding out that this man grew up in Yunhai Temple in Mount Tai and was familiar with Taoist and Tibetan works.

Parental family?No.

brothers and sisters?No.

A history of violation of law and discipline?It seems not.

But how did such a Taoist priest from the countryside catch His Majesty's eye in the first place?
No matter how much they probed, they found nothing on this most important matter.

It was as if suddenly, His Majesty trusted a Taoist priest who had never entered the capital before and gave him a heavy responsibility.

If it weren't for the age difference between the two, quite a few people would have thought that Chi Shilang was His Majesty's illegitimate son.

After all, why is he so trusting now? It is hard not to think too much.Careful people once again investigated who recommended Chi Shilang, but it seemed that this matter was shrouded in mystery. No matter how they investigated, there was only one result: His Majesty met this person by chance in the capital and was impressed by him.

As for why Chi Shilang came to the capital in the first place?
It seems that he just has ambitions and wants to show his talent in the capital.

Who would have known that by such a coincidence, he would meet the emperor of Daxia, and in the following years he would be entrusted with important tasks by his majesty. They were really surprised that he was so trusted.

Although after all these investigations, Chi Shilang's identity seemed to be impeccable, everyone still understood one thing, that is, His Majesty indeed valued Sir Chi, but this kind of attention was just like the handwriting on the paper that penetrated the back of the paper, but If you tear this piece of paper, everything will be different.

No matter how well written it is, so what?As long as the paper is torn, no matter how good the handwriting is, it will just go into the trash can and be useless.

The opportunity for all this is His Majesty's biological daughter and His Majesty's only heir - Princess Jing'an.

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When Wu Mu and his party rode their horses to the territory of the Kashgar tribe, they saw a group of people standing in the center of a tall wooden observation tower from a distance.

Umu pulled the reins, causing the horse to slow down.

"Chanyu······Chanyu······"

Seeing Wu Mu's horse slowing down, the group of people waiting at the entrance of the tribe quickly ran and jogged over.

By the time they reached Umuma, these people were covered in sweat.

"Chanyu... Chanyu, does he still remember me? I am Xu Yu."

The leading man had a round figure, round eyes, and a big mouth. He stood in front of Wu Mu's horse.

Wu Mu stood on the horse and suddenly asked in a loud voice: "Xu Yu, the leader of the Kashgar tribe?"

"It's...it's me..."

The chubby middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his head and agreed.

But he didn't expect that Wu Mu's face turned cold, and his whole body exuded a cold and solemn aura, just like the cold wind in winter, blowing like a knife.

"But you sent people to attack Gu?"

Wu Mu asked coldly.

"No..." The man subconsciously wanted to deny it, but after seeing Wu Mu's cold expression, he answered even more quickly.

"No, Chanyu, our Kashgar tribe is very loyal to Qingyi~"

Xu Yu struggled to squeeze out a few tears and wailed, as if he wanted to clarify his innocence and take away the reputation of rebellion.

Saying that, Xu Yu knelt down under Wu Mu's horse's hooves, and the people behind him also knelt down.

"The Kashgar tribe is so loyal..."

The leaders of the tribes who followed him pressed their left chests with one hand and spoke respectfully.

Umu had no faith in their loyalty or their words.

"Where did those rebels come from?"

"Why did it appear near the Kashgar tribe?"

"Are your men and horses made of straw paper? Why didn't you intercept them?"

The more Wu Mu asked, the more the group of people opposite became sweaty and frightened.

Every question was like a sharp dagger shot at the people who were lying on the ground in a hurry.

The guards around Wu Mu were waiting for his orders. It seemed that whether these people lived or died depended on his words.

"Take them all into custody!"

Wu Mu pondered for a moment and ordered.

The guards who were standing behind him got off their horses one after another, pointing the swords and spears in their hands at the weak people.

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Qingyi Domestic·Wangcheng
At this time, Lu Qing had received a letter from Wu Mu from the Kashgar tribe, which briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter in Daxia dialect.

Including the surrender of the Kashgar tribe members and the investigation of the gangsters who attacked their team.

What surprised Lu Qing was that after getting to the bottom of the matter, it seemed that it had nothing to do with the Kashgar tribe.Instead, they cleared their suspicions.

This seems both unexpected and reasonable.

Kashgar has always relied on Qingyi for survival. Normally, they would not be stupid enough to have trouble with Qingyi openly.Especially when he was so insane that he did something dangerous like intercepting Shan Yu's convoy.

Even Wu Mu, who was already furious at the time, felt deep down that something was wrong.