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The outcome was unexpected. The Xuande Emperor felt a slight sense of relief, yet there was also a lingering dissatisfaction. Had he truly been frightened for nothing? He used the excuse of ineffectiveness to display his authority in the court. Mingze, growing somewhat impatient, stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, aren't you curious why they are searching for the former site of the rebel king? What exactly are they looking for? I am truly dying of curiosity."
"Indeed," he continued, "could it be that the rebel's residence still hides treasures?"
After the Sang Family had been executed, the Chongjing Emperor had sent people to search multiple times. Everything worth taking had already been seized. After ascending to the throne, the Xuande Emperor had also coveted the Sang Family's possessions and conducted secret searches for nearly half a year. Although he found something, it was of little value.
That search had turned everything upside down; there should be no oversights. So what were those foreigners really looking for?
The Xuande Emperor instructed Mingze to probe further. Mingze, aligning with the Xuande Emperor's temperament, expressed his own difficulties and ultimately received a decree to proceed with caution in his inquiries.
Grateful, Mingze bowed deeply, and the Xuande Emperor's vanity was satisfied as he returned a smile.
After court adjourned, the Xuande Emperor ordered his newly organized subordinates to investigate Prince Jing's Residence once more to see if any hidden mechanisms remained.
It wasn't until late at night that there was a response. The informant spoke eloquently, but it was merely a simple investigation that he described in an alarming manner.
The Xuande Emperor had never heard anyone speak to him like that before; he felt refreshed and inwardly praised himself for being good at selecting people.
Cai Zhuo secretly scoffed at this sycophant who was not very competent. What was his name again? Oh yes, Gentle. Just hearing that name suggested he wasn't a person of integrity.
Since His Majesty enjoyed listening to him, he decided to keep him around for now. If there were any ill intentions, he would not let them go lightly.
In a small tavern that evening, they were still tracking the movements of the Foreign Group.
Sang Qingxiao asked Qi Xiaomian how many people had died at Jing Wang's former site.
"One hundred and three dead, thirty severely injured, and only sixteen with minor injuries."
"How many guards does the Foreign Group have in total?"
"Just from Dayu alone, over a thousand; other countries have fewer. In total, about fifteen hundred."
Sang Qingxiao was not satisfied with last night's results; it still wasn't enough.
"That's already quite good," Qi Xiaomian replied. "So many died due to guilt and fear; at least the Foreign Group has quieted down for a day. Today, they only sent people out shopping and quickly retreated without even bothering to gather information."
"But what does that matter?" Sang Qingxiao countered. "Their nature is hard to change; their ulterior motives won't stay dormant for long. If you ask me, the reason the Foreign Group dares to be so arrogant is not just their noble status—after all, distant water can't quench immediate thirst."
"The most important factor is still Xuande Emperor's indulgence and having too many subordinates. If we could eliminate some more of them, they would think twice about letting their men run wild."
Qi Xiaomian understood her intentions and thought to himself that she certainly had a murderous intent.
"I prefer when you praise me and protect my shortcomings," he said. "Though my time at the Imperial Academy has been short, I still have quite a good impression of it. Besides, I don't want someone watching me all the time."
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