After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Thinking about the assassination attempt by Zhang Rang, Yuan Yanchong did not sleep well all night, tossing and turning. Finally, he sat in the yard with his blanket on all night.

There was a sound of the door being pushed open, and when he turned around, he saw Zhou Mancao with her arms folded, looking at him coldly. Feeling ashamed, Yuan Yanchong quickly turned his head away.

"My girl didn't treat you badly. What's the big deal about Censor Yuan sitting in the yard all night?" Zhou Mancao took a deep breath, "Forget it, I'll go buy breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

"I... I can do anything." Yuan Yanchong sneezed and looked towards Pei Jiaoran's room. "Where is Mr. Pei?"

After he finished speaking, Pei Jiaoran opened the door and looked at Yuan Yanchong in the courtyard with a smile.

Seeing Yuan Yanchong's pale face and purple lips, Pei Jiaoran frowned, "Yuan Yanchong, even if you are sick, can this matter be just brushed aside like this?"

"No." Yuan Yanchong wrapped himself in quilt and walked a few steps towards Pei Jiaoran, "I will go to see Jia Gonglu today."

Pei Jiaoran smiled softly, "Just figure it out. Go to the Censorate first, and then go see Jia Gonglu. I'll wait for you in the Government Affairs Hall."

Hearing her voice, Yuan Yanchong nodded.

Zhou Mancao, who came back with a lunch box, glanced at the few people, walked slowly to Pei Jiaoran's side, and whispered, "Someone is watching us outside."

Pei Jiaoran listened. He nodded slightly, looked towards the direction of Taiji Palace, and said to Zhou Mancao: "Go and invite Wu Hou to come and surround them from behind. Don't alert the enemy."

After giving Zhou Mancao instructions, Pei Jiaoran turned around and sneered, "Yuan Yanchong, you led the people to me. How do you want to solve this problem before daybreak?"

"Keep alive." Yuan Yan rushed.

Pei Jiaoran nodded and ate breakfast casually. She picked up her sword and walked out.

The sky was still dark before the dawn. Pei Jiaoran stood at the door with her hands behind her back, her eyes wandering around. As if they had noticed her gaze, those figures hiding in the dark and watching them took a step back.

Seeing those people trying to leave, Pei Jiaoran walked over slowly. Chunjun was unsheathed, and the sword body shone with thousands of brilliance. With just a few strikes, those people were subdued by the sword.

When the warriors arrived, they looked at the black-clad assassins who were rolling on the ground, covering their limbs and wailing. Then they looked at Pei Jiaoran who was standing not far away with his arms folded, and walked forward quickly.

"Mr. Pei, Madam Zhou came to tell us something. She said there are thieves near your house. Are they these?" The leading Wu Hou pointed to a group of black-clad assassins on the ground.

Pei Jiaoran nodded when asked, his tone helpless, "Yes. I am in a high position now, it is normal for some people to hate me. Send these people to Jingzhao Yin."

After saying this, the leading Wu Hou looked at her in a daze. After a while, he nodded, "Yes." He waved his hand, signaling the other Wu Hou to pull up the assassin on the ground and tie their hands behind their backs. Then he bowed and saluted, "Prime Minister Pei, Jingzhao Yin..."

"It's okay. You take them away first. I will send someone to deliver a letter to Jingzhao Yin. You don't have to worry about Chang'an County."

With her words, the leading Wu Hou felt relieved. After bowing, he turned around and left.

Looking at the departing backs of the Wu Hous, Pei Jiaoran's eyes flickered slightly.

According to the original regulations, any captured criminal in any county must first be reported to the county magistrate. However, she sent him directly to Jingzhao Yin, which was equivalent to skipping the level. No wonder these military marquises felt embarrassed.

With a sneer, Pei Jiaoran returned to the house. Looking at the panicked Yuan Yanchong, he said, "Remember this favor, I will ask you for it later. I have already sent the person to Jingzhao Yin, it's getting late, so hurry to Zhuque Gate." After saying that, Pei Jiaoran walked into the house and wrote on the desk. After drying the ink, he handed the letter to Zhou Mancao who followed him in, "Mancao, you take this letter to Jingzhao Yin."

"Here."

The three of them left the Fangmen Gate one after another. Since Yuan Yanchong and Wu Lingjia had not announced their return date, they did not go to Zhuque Gate with Pei Jiaoran.

In the bleak autumn wind, familiar court officials stood together and talked to each other to dispel the cold.

After waiting for a long time for the Suzaku Gate to open, a red-robed eunuch came out with a smile on his face, "Your Majesty has ordered that I am not feeling well today, so the court meeting is cancelled. All my dear ministers should return to their offices."

Pei Jiaoran narrowed her eyes when she saw that it was Yuan Zhengze who was delivering the message. As if noticing her gaze, Yuan Zhengze smiled and looked over, meeting her gaze.

After a brief glance at each other, they both looked away.

Pei Jiaoran's brows relaxed.

Very good, Yuan Zhengze's speed of offering flattery was faster than she had imagined. Now he was able to convey the oral instructions of the Emperor of Wei.

Pei Jiaoran suppressed his thoughts, looked serious, and walked into the Suzaku Gate. The court officials went to their respective offices.

Entering the outer province of Zhongshu, as soon as he saw Yuan Zhengze standing at the door of his public housing, Pei Jiaoran sneered, "Yuan Juyuan."

"Mr. Pei, please don't flatter me." Yuan Zhengze stepped forward with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand to help Pei Jiaoran. "Please come in. I will serve you in."

Pei Jiaoran glanced at him and waved his sleeves slightly, "I dare not trouble Yuan Juyuan. I don't know why Yuan Juyuan came here."

She kept calling him Yuan Juyuan, which made Yuan Zhengze feel at a loss. He lowered his head and spoke with a charming and humble tone, "Your Majesty's illness today is a little strange. I heard from the imperial physician that your Majesty has a headache again and needs to take a few more prescriptions."

"You know quite a lot." Pei Jiaoran narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Think of a way to look at the emperor's pulse case and copy it for me intactly."

"This is a capital crime." Yuan Zhengze exclaimed.

"Death penalty?" Pei Jiaoran sneered and looked at Yuan Zhengze with disdain. "Isn't your frequent visits to Concubine Zhang's palace also a death penalty?"

There was a threat in his words and Pei Jiaoran's eyes were sharp.

Yuan Zhengze was naturally not without ability to be able to reach this position. He smiled instantly, "I understand. But if anything happens to me, I hope you, Mr. Pei, can protect me. Otherwise, I don't know if I will tell anyone."

Pei Jiaoran smiled and looked at Yuan Zhengze, then raised his eyebrows, "Not bad, you have also learned how to threaten people. Yuan Juyuan, don't worry, I will not stand idly by."

After sending Yuan Zhengze away, Pei Jiaoran leaned against the table, took a deep breath, raised his head and gently rubbed his forehead.

The Emperor of Wei was old and had been ill for many years. If something unexpected happened, it would be particularly important for the Crown Prince to control the Forbidden City.

If either party controls the Forbidden City, many things will become beneficial and legal to the party in control. At present, Yuan Zhengze has gained Zhang Rang's trust, which is a good thing for her.

Pinching his brows, Pei Jiaoran reviewed the documents on the case.

According to the time, Wu Lingjia and Yuan Yanchong should have arrived at the Ministry of Revenue and the Council of Government Affairs one after another.

Needless to say, as for the Ministry of Revenue, she had successfully defended the two taxes for her, and it all depended on how the Emperor of Wei planned to deal with the Yanzi Treasury.

As for Yuan Yanchong...

Pei Jiaoran raised the corners of his lips.