Although everything was under Her Majesty's control, and it was even the result of Her Majesty's deliberate actions, Wei Ci could not suppress the hatred in his heart when he thought of the assassin choosing to assassinate on Her Majesty's birthday. How could he not be?
Just a little more, just a little more, and both of them would die.
He wished he could bear the risk for her.
The person who led the Red Lotus Group to obstruct Her Majesty was not anyone else. It was the "fish that escaped the net" that Her Majesty had accidentally missed when she attacked the Northern Borderline and slaughtered the nobles there. Wei Ci was personally in charge of the interrogation, so he was very clear about the person's background. He was the grandson of the wise Wu Liba.
Calculating the time, this person was only nine or ten years old.
As he was thinking, the tent was forcefully opened by Fu Wang.
"Military Counselor Wei is really amazing. The old man who served Wu Liba confessed. When Wu Liba was sixteen, he really got a shepherd girl pregnant and gave birth to an illegitimate daughter to be raised by an old minister of the family. Later, Wu Liba secretly married her to a branch of the royal family." Fu Wang walked too hastily, his breathing was slightly hurried, and his forehead was covered in sweat. "Although it was a branch of the royal family, it was just an illegitimate child of the King of the Northern Borderline. So there was no record of this person in the royal family. I almost missed this family."
Wei Ci asked coldly, "Have you caught the person?"
Fu Wang grinned. He said, "When we sent people over, their family was about to escape. The few adults in the family saw that they could not escape and committed suicide. But didn't the military counselor say that they had a boy in their family? So we searched carefully. "
He looked like he was only ten years old, but he was silly and did not have the aura of a "master of resurgence".
"What about the child?" Wei Ci asked.
If this child was not killed, he would become a big problem in the future.
"Bring him here!" Fu Wang shouted towards the outside, and a soldier brought in a little fatty who was tied up tightly.
Wei Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, got up and walked to the little fat boy. He raised his hand and pinched his chin, carefully examining him.
"It's not this child. This child is fake." Wei Ci said with certainty, "He was really replaced."
Fu Wang was shocked. "This is not true?"
"The son of a servant. He doesn't look noble at all. His parents are slaves. How could he be the person Ci is looking for?"
Wei Ci had seen that "fish that slipped through the net" in his previous life. Even though the face of a twenty-year-old youth and a ten-year-old child was different, it was impossible for there to be no similarities. Looking at this person's face, the past few generations of his family had been poor and lowly. It was impossible for him to be Wu Liba's grandson.
Fu Wang's face darkened. "Really?"
Wei Ci said, "We'll know after interrogating this fellow."
Fu Wang drew his sword and placed it on the fatty's neck, purposely intimidating him. Sure enough, the little fatty gave himself away.
"Damn it —"
Fu Wang's face turned green. His subordinates did not take their work seriously. As expected, he had to do it himself.
He led a group of people to chase after them. After following the clues for more than two hours, they finally found the person hiding in a latrine pit in the wild.
The latrine pit in the wild was not deep and was about the height of an adult. Fu Wang had never thought that the main character would be hiding here.
"What a scary fellow. No wonder he's that old bastard Wu Liba's grandson. That latrine pit was full of maggots and flies. Seeing that we went over to search, the fellow jumped in and hid there. He's not afraid of drowning in the feces. He's so calm at such a young age. It's really scary. " Fu Wang returned close to dusk. He said to Wei Ci, "That fellow is too smelly. Let the military advisor take a look at him after washing him."
Wei Ci said coldly, "He's someone who's about to die anyway. His corpse will rot eventually. There's no need to wash him."
Fu Wang said, "Even so, we can't let him stink the military advisor."
The ancients were still very afraid of ghosts and gods. Although Fu Wang did not believe in this, he would not make presumptuous judgments about things he did not know.
No matter what, Wei Ci's little demonstration of his skills made Fu Wang feel a little more respect for him.
"I'll go take a look."
Wei Ci, accompanied by Fu Wang, went to see the "fish that slipped through the net".
Although the "fish that slipped through the net" was only ten years old, his appearance was already beginning to show. He had a handsome face and deep eyes.
Wei Ci looked at him as if he could see through time and see the young man who was tied up in the dungeon.
To be honest, if not for their different standpoints, Wei Ci would have quite admired him.
To this day, Wei Ci still remembered what the young man said before he committed suicide.
"… The traitor Liu massacred the people of the Northern Borderline. How many children who were crying piteously for food lost their birth parents? How many lonely old people lost their blood relatives? Millions of people, all died under her butcher knife. I just wanted to let her die with two lives …"
Whether it was in the previous life or this life, Her Majesty was the enemy of the Northern Borderline.
But —
"How could Her Majesty be the one who caused the situation in the Northern Borderline?" Wei Ci looked at the young man's corpse that fell to the ground and muttered to himself, "It's clearly chaotic times. Her Majesty just used her own method to end the chaotic times. She used the sacrifice of a few people in exchange for the peace of the world."
If the young man really succeeded, the newly established Jiang Dynasty would collapse, and chaos might even reappear.
At that time, Changsheng was only five or six years old.
Once Her Majesty died, how could Changsheng carry the country?
What would become of the originally balanced court?
However, Wei Ci would not let the regrets of the previous life reappear. The child in front of him had to die.
Perhaps sensing Wei Ci's murderous intent, the child's brown eyes emitted intense hatred and murderous intent, like a young lone wolf.
The child's breathing was slightly stagnant. He asked Wei Ci in not very fluent Chinese.
"You want to kill me?"
Wei Ci nodded. He raised his right hand, and the soldier beside him handed him his sword.
"Why?" the child asked again.
"To cut the weeds and eliminate the roots," Wei Ci said softly. "Do I need any other reason?"
To the child, Jiang Pengji had killed almost all of his relatives. He could already remember, and it was impossible for him to forget.
This blood feud would not end until one of them died.
The child's face was deathly pale.
After a while, he felt the blood in his entire body turn cold. His body collapsed with a crash, and his blood dyed the soil beneath him.
Wei Ci felt unprecedentedly relaxed as he sheathed his sword.
Because of the previous example, Fu Wang was even more cautious in his work, and he completed the task Jiang Pengji gave him perfectly.
"You killed someone with your own hands?"
When Jiang Pengji learned of this, she did not care about the child's identity. Instead, she was concerned about the hidden reasons behind Wei Ci's actions.
"That child will be a hidden danger if we keep him. It's better to get rid of him as soon as possible."
Jiang Pengji frowned and said, "Just kill him. Why do you have to do it yourself?"
Wei Ci said, "Mercy doesn't kill people."
Jiang Pengji said, "Could it be that the child is a demon?"
Wei Ci said, "What I kill is the demon in my heart."
After killing the child with his own hands, Wei Ci truly felt that he could change the established future!
Jiang Pengji was speechless.
It was not until late autumn that Jiang Pengji completely conquered the entire Northern Borderline and annihilated all the nobles there.
Just as she was about to heave a sigh of relief and enjoy the new year, she received a letter from Huang Song.
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