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"Are you just scribbling down a few names to fool me? With their personalities, they shouldn't be able to work with you at all. These people in the Court hold real power, are diligent in their duties, and are quite favored by His Majesty.
You write down their names, and it can't be that you want to use me to solidify your position as Duke after returning to Great Yu, can it?
Cui the Imperial Teacher is overthinking this. Right now, I am single-mindedly focused on escaping; how could I possibly scheme against you? However, I must admit that I am not familiar with the people on this list. I can't command them either. Imperial Teacher, please don't glare at me. Listen, this is the first great gift I am giving you.
Think about it, as the next Duke, if even someone in my position cannot command them, then who else can?
Cui Cheng's eyes widened in anger and fear. Great Yu Emperor?
Zheng Moru chuckled. This is something I learned by chance. Cui the Imperial Teacher, is this gift sufficient?
You think I would believe that! You are betraying the country!
Isn't that what you, Cui the Imperial Teacher, have done before?
Cui Cheng's face flushed red. Old Man, that was for a greater cause!
Zheng Moru scoffed. What greater cause? It’s clearly for personal gain. Cui the Imperial Teacher, we are essentially of the same kind and should help each other out. The only ones we can truly rely on are ourselves.
If these people are sold out, then the Great Yu Emperor and the Great Jing Dynasty will have no one left to use and will have to rely more on my intelligence.
By sending out this list, Cui the Imperial Teacher's position will be more secure. We can form an alliance and exchange information from various countries to achieve our own goals.
What do you think of this idea, Cui the Imperial Teacher?
The thought was enticing; one must look out for oneself or face dire consequences. Cui Cheng's dim eyes darted around restlessly; he hadn't even nodded in agreement yet his mind was already racing with future possibilities.
Zheng Moru instructed his subordinate to hand over a small bundle. It was light and filled with books—evidence related to our discussion. To be honest, it’s not comprehensive; after all, these are dark agents of the Great Yu Emperor. It was quite difficult for me to gather this much; you can decide how to use it, Cui the Imperial Teacher.
Cui Cheng took it rather quickly. From the moment he accepted the bundle, an alliance had quietly formed between them.
So now, can Cui the Imperial Teacher trust my sincerity?
Cui Cheng glanced at the sky; if he didn’t leave the city soon, it would be too late.
Please lead the way, Cui the Imperial Teacher.
As they were about to leave the residence, a sudden strong wind swept through Jingjing City without warning. The wind carried sand and quickly engulfed the entire city.
The few people in the courtyard were knocked about by the fierce wind. At eighty years old, Cui Cheng could hardly withstand it; he fell down, sand getting into his eyes while his clothes were torn by gusts of wind revealing his aged skin underneath. Blood was drawn from his wounds by the sandstorm, leaving him in a pitiful state. The precious bundle he had held so dear was nowhere to be found amidst the chaos."
In the darkness, Qi Xiaomian clearly saw the bundle. It was tossed about in the whirlwind, the outer cloth torn to shreds, yet the papers inside remained intact, fluttering in the wind. Along with them were the papers from Zheng Moru's bundle.
Qi Xiaomian realized that this was most likely the work of Sang Qingxiao.
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