Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 82 Charm (1)

There was a long silence in the pavilion.

There is no need to worry about Yang Siyao meeting Song Yan. She just needs to take out the secret letter from the Yang family. She is trying to control Song Yan according to the orders of the Yang family. How can she control him and not get closer to him?
The problem now is that Yang Siyao is not aware of the time agreed upon by Yang Miaoqing and the Japanese pirates.

Ningguo’s military strength is relatively poor, which is normal. When the lower-level soldiers cannot get their salaries, how many of them will fight bravely?
"I'll find a way to figure out the time." Yang Siyao said calmly, "But, the rest of the things will depend on you."

Song Yan nodded: "Everything is more important than your own life, there is no need to force it."

Yang Siyao was slightly stunned, as if she was a little surprised by this ordinary sentence.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Song Yan touched his face and looked at Yang Siyao who was staring at him opposite him, feeling a little suspicious.

The woman's gaze slowly moved to the side, and her fingers subconsciously fiddled with the teacup. This seemed to be a small action of hers. Whenever this happened, her mood would not be so peaceful.

She could feel her heart beating a little faster than usual.

Put your own life first?

Haha... She has been busy working for the Yang family for many years, and this is the first time she has heard such advice.

It must be completed...no room for error...at any cost...you don't want anything to happen to your sister, do you?

This is what those people often said to her. Until this moment, she realized that her life could be more important than the mission.

The Yang family, what kind of place is that? Each courtyard, each set of rules. Although everyone shares the same bloodline, the hierarchy is strict, to the point of being harsh. A legitimate son is a legitimate son, and the superior is the superior. Those at the top are forever unattainable. No matter how hard the people below work, or how much they contribute, even sacrificing their lives is a matter of course.

Everyone keeps saying that it’s for the Yang family... But, is it for the Yang family, or for certain people in the Yang family?

A small hand quietly fell on my chest, feeling the tremor. What was this? A heartbeat?
Why is this happening?

She was obviously the one practicing the art of charm, so why did she feel like she was being charmed instead?

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and her thoughts drifted away involuntarily. After a few breaths, she found that Song Yan was still staring at her suspiciously, and her cheeks became slightly hot, maybe a little red, which even the thick makeup could not cover up.

call!
She sighed, "Nothing." After a pause, she said, "Cousin, is there anything else you want to know?"

"I want to know who among the eight sons of the Yang family is Song Hongtao's son?" Song Yan suddenly thought of a question and asked hurriedly.

Although the two have completed the transaction, it will be difficult for them to meet again for a long time. This is a good opportunity to learn more about the situation.

Yang Siyao shook her head: "It's very likely that there is none."

puff.

The tea that had just been drunk was sprayed out.

Song Yan hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe it. Seeing his son-in-law's actions, Gu Banxia sighed helplessly and handed him a towel. His son-in-law still couldn't change this bad habit after such a long time.

Yang Siyao sighed softly, "My cousin should also be aware of her personality. She's very stubborn. She considers Song Hongtao her enemy, so how could she give birth to his son? She'll do whatever it takes to get revenge on him. She'd rather give birth to bastards and then watch them grow up, filling her heart with a morbid pleasure."

"Perhaps, she has survived until now by relying on this method."

"Most women in the Yang family have twisted personalities."

"Of course, these are just my speculations. I can't provide any evidence in this regard."

Hey, there's no such thing as a peaceful life. It's just that someone is carrying the burden for you. Thinking about how Song Hongtao tried hard to find a biological son, he felt even more like a humble and pitiful creature.

"Last month..." Song Yan suddenly thought of something.

At that time, he had not yet left the Duke's Mansion.

That mysterious carriage.

A feminine man with a pale face and no beard.

A special task assigned by Song Hongtao.

Although he already had some speculations in his mind, he still wanted to ask Yang Siyao for advice, perhaps he could get different findings.

Yang Siyao fell into a brief silence. She thought seriously for a moment, "My cousin, you should know that Ningguo currently implements the three-province and six-department system."

Although Song Yan didn't know why Yang Siyao suddenly jumped here, he still nodded.

The so-called three ministries are the Secretariat, the Palace Museum and the Chancellery.

The Secretariat was primarily responsible for decision-making. Following the emperor's orders, it drafted important documents such as imperial edicts and imperial decrees, and planned and formulated preliminary plans for major national policies. It served as the emperor's secretariat, or think tank.

The Menxia Province was responsible for reviewing the imperial edicts and policies drafted by the Zhongshu Province. For example, if an imperial edict was not in line with the ancestral system or was not conducive to national stability, it could be rejected.

As for the Secretariat, it was responsible for implementing the decisions drafted by the Secretariat and approved by the Ministry of Palace Affairs. It was considered the hub connecting the central government and local governments, the three provinces and the six ministries.

The six ministries are the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Revenue, and the Ministry of Works.

"The three provincial governors and the six ministers are considered the truly influential figures in the court. Even officials like the Supreme Court Minister, who are nominally on the same level as the ministers, are actually slightly inferior."

"And the Minister of the Secretariat is an elder of the Yang family." "The Minister of Rites is also a direct descendant of the Yang family."

"There are three other assistant ministers who are also from the Yang family."

"And the Yang family has promoted and won over countless high-ranking officials. To be frank, the Yang family's influence in the court occupies half of the country."

Song Yan's face was solemn. Although he had long known that the Yang family was powerful, he had never imagined it to be so powerful. This was only what Yang Siyao knew. There was no telling how much Yang Siyao didn't know.

Suddenly, Yang Siyao laughed: "So, we just boasted that we would destroy the Yang family. This is simply making enemies with half of the court. Isn't it like a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger?"

"Cousin, what would they do if they knew? Would they say we were overestimating our abilities?"

Song Yan shook his head: "No, we are unlikely to catch their eye. For those people, even looking at us for one more moment means they lose."

"Haha, that's right."

Yang Siyao smiled bitterly. Not long ago, she had wanted to destroy the Yang family, but now it seemed ridiculous. She was so insignificant in front of the Yang family, like a tiny ant that could be easily stepped on to death.

"So, what does this have to do with my problem?" Song Yan asked.

"Don't worry." Yang Siyao glanced at Song Yan with a hint of resentment. "In short, the Yang family is extremely powerful in the court, and the current emperor, Emperor Ninghe, has been on the throne for nineteen years. Cousin, do you understand what this means?"

Song Yan's eyes narrowed into slits: "This means that Emperor Ning He is about to die."

Behind him, Gu Banxia's body trembled slightly. These two people really dared to say anything.

However, although this statement is extremely disrespectful, it is not wrong. Since the title of emperor was born until now, in the hundreds of years, there have been dozens of emperors, but there are definitely not many who have reigned for more than twenty years.

At the end of a dynasty, the speed of changing emperors was almost as fast as changing clothes in ordinary people's homes. An emperor might be replaced every year or every few months, just like the Han kindergarten, with a bunch of little emperors aged one, two, three or four. On average, it was considered good if an emperor could reign for ten years.

The current Emperor Ninghe was not yet an adult when he ascended the throne, and he is only in his thirties or forties now. In theory, he should be able to hold on for a while.

Yang Siyao's expression gradually became serious:

"When I was at the Yang family, I heard someone say that Emperor Ning He was not in good health."

Song Yan's pupils trembled slightly, and Gu Banxia's eyes behind him also suddenly shrank.

"Under the current circumstances, Emperor Ninghe should have appointed a crown prince earlier to ensure the safety of the country."

Yang Siyao's voice was cold and gloomy. She had a dual identity: a daughter of the Yang family and a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. Both identities allowed her to access a lot of information that ordinary women couldn't grasp. Perhaps many of them were just rumors, but if these rumors were unraveled, what was left might be the truth:

"The Queen has no children. The eldest prince, born to the Imperial Concubine, Yang Miaoyun, the younger sister of Yang Miaoqing, has the support of half the court and is the perfect candidate for the Crown Prince."

"Court ministers have repeatedly requested that the eldest prince be made crown prince, under the pretext of establishing the eldest son as the heir apparent. However, each time, Emperor Ninghe refused for various reasons."

"Once or twice is fine, but if it happens too often, the Imperial Concubine will start to get worried."

Song Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you worried about?"

Yang Siyao raised the corner of her mouth: "Yang Miaoyun is worried that the eldest prince is not actually the eldest son of Emperor Ninghe."

Clap!

But the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.

Even Gu Banxia, ​​who was massaging behind him, suddenly became stiff with her fingers.

If these words were to get out, I wonder how many people would lose their heads.

Perhaps, only Song Yan and Yang Siyao would talk about such issues so unscrupulously.

For some unknown reason, Gu Banxia's face looked a little pale, and her body seemed to be trembling slightly.

But Yang Siyao seemed to feel that these words were not shocking enough. She moved her lips slightly and then spoke again... Inexplicably, Song Yan could feel Yang Siyao's anxiety. She seemed to have sensed some threat and some fear, and couldn't wait to tell him everything she knew.

"Although I have never met Emperor Ninghe, I have heard that he and the Empress were deeply in love. Even though the Empress had no children, Emperor Ninghe never considered deposing her. If the Empress did have a son, then the throne might not have passed to the eldest prince."

"This is naturally something Yang Miaoyun cannot tolerate."

Yang Siyao pursed her lips, as if treating the tea in her hand as wine, and drank it all in one gulp:

"So, the distinguished guests you saw coming from Dongling were most likely from the Imperial Palace... That nobleman with a white face and no beard might have been the eunuch arranged by Yang Miaoyun."

"Song Hongtao wants you to pay attention to the relationship between the Luo family's children and the eldest princess. In fact, he should be investigating whether Luo Tianshu, Luo Tianquan, Luo Tianyang and others are...

Ning Hedi's child!"

The last ray of sunset light dissipated silently.

The darkness began to thicken.

(End of this chapter)