The whole family died tragically? The eldest daughter is the most powerful in the capital after her

"Ze Shen," Marquis Yongliang said in a deep voice, his tone was extremely heavy and resolute, "You must go with Master Gu, and you must personally capture the people from the eight houses one by one. Bring them back if you can. If they resist, kill them without mercy! Don't show any mercy. I will handle everything from now on, and I will give instructions to your grandmother."

"I understand, father. Don't worry, I will never let the Eighth House have any chance to turn things around."

Yongliang Hou looked deep in his eyes and patted Qi Zeshen's shoulders heavily, as if he had placed all the responsibilities and burdens on his son's shoulders: "Go, the matter of the Eighth House must not be delayed any longer."

At this moment, the sky gradually darkened, and the lights in the Qi Mansion reflected the heavy pressure in everyone's heart.

Qi Zeshen glanced at his father, made up his mind silently, turned around and walked out of the lobby.

Night enveloped the capital city. Outside the city gate, Gu Nanyuan and Qi Zeshen had already gathered their troops. Several elite secret guards stood quietly at the front of the team, all of them with a stern expression and a murderous aura.

Gu Nanyuan's eyes were sharp, as if they could penetrate the night.

"Are you ready?" Gu Nanyuan walked to Qi Zeshen and asked softly.

Qi Zeshen nodded, his expression calm: "Everyone is ready."

Gu Nanyuan glanced around and confirmed that everything was correct, then gave the order in a cold voice: "Let's go."

The team set off silently, with the sound of horse hooves and a hint of murderous aura as they blended into the night.

The lights in Nio Palace were also swaying slightly at this time.

Prince Ren sat in the study, with a secret guard standing in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Have Gu Nanyuan and Qi Zeshen led the team out of the capital?" Prince Ren asked in a low, majestic voice.

The secret guard bowed respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Lord Ren sneered, his eyes flashing with a hint of coldness: "These idiots actually want to arrest Bafang themselves. If they really catch Bafang, then my Renwang Palace will have a hard time getting away."

A trace of coldness flashed across Prince Ren's face. He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked as sharp as an eagle: "We can't let them come back alive."

The secret guard bowed slightly and said solemnly: "I have arranged assassins to kill Gu Nanyuan and Qi Zeshen on the way."

Prince Ren nodded with satisfaction and said slowly, "Very good. No matter what, we must not let them return to the capital alive. Once Gu Nanyuan dies, His Majesty will also lose his arm, which will clear the way for our next action."

The secret guard bowed and retreated, disappearing into the night.

Prince Ren sneered, then turned to the attendant beside him and said, "Prepare the car, I want to go to the outskirts of Beijing."

The attendant responded immediately, and soon, an inconspicuous carriage stopped quietly at the gate of the mansion.

Prince Ren put on a cloak, looked cold, and got straight into the carriage.

The carriage drove quietly in the night, heading towards an abandoned farm on the outskirts of Beijing.

The night wind was howling, and the wheels of the carriage rolled over the ground, making a dull roar.

Inside the farm, the third prince had been waiting for a long time.

He stood outside the house, looking into the distance, with an anxious and sinister look on his face.

The sound of wheels was heard in the distance, and the Third Prince's eyes lit up slightly.

The carriage stopped outside the farm, Prince Ren got off the carriage and walked quickly towards the third prince.

"Uncle." The third prince bowed slightly, looking respectful, but with deep calculations in his eyes.

And next to the third prince, there was another person, that was Zhao Cezhi.

Zhao Cezhi stood aside, his posture upright, a look of indifference and calmness on his face.

There was deep scheming and ambition in his eyes, and his gaze would occasionally pass over Prince Ren and the Third Prince.

Prince Ren's gaze swept over Zhao Cezhi, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He had heard of this person, but had never gotten to know him in depth.

As a calculating person, Lord Ni is used to being highly alert to everyone who appears around him.

"Zhao Cezhi."

Prince Ren slowly approached Zhao Cezhi, his tone calm and dignified, "I am a little curious, why would someone like you join the Third Prince?"

Zhao Cezhi bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, and replied calmly: "I am willing to be loyal to His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and I also hope to serve the court. It is an honor for me to be able to contribute to His Royal Highness."

Prince Ren raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes paused on Zhao Cezhi for a moment, then he chuckled, his eyes revealing a hint of inquiry: "Oh? Then I would like to know, what do you like in your daily life? Do you have relatives at home? Or, do you have someone in mind?"

Zhao Cezhi's heart tightened slightly, but his expression remained calm.

He knew that Lord Ni was obviously testing him, and if he answered carelessly, it might cause unnecessary suspicion.

He thought for a moment, then answered calmly one by one.

After hearing this, Prince Ren's expression relaxed slightly, but there was still vigilance in his eyes.

He turned his head to glance at his master lawyer Zhao Tong who was standing not far away. Zhao Tong had already silently written down the conversation between the two of them. He gently waved the pen in his hand, recording every word.

Prince Ren's eyes flickered, and then he turned around and showed Zhao Cezhi a half-smile: "You are so loyal, His Royal Highness the Third Prince has gained a capable general."

Upon hearing this, the Third Prince smiled slightly, patted Zhao Cezhi on the shoulder, and said with appreciation: "Uncle Wang, Cezhi is the person I trust the most. He must be a capable assistant in this operation."

Lord Ni nodded, then turned around, his eyes looking through the night sky to the distant sky.

At this moment, the night was like a curtain covering the sky above the farm, as if hiding all the conspiracies and ambitions in this endless darkness.

His eyes were calm and deep, as if he was thinking about every next step.

His strategy has always been cautious and low-key, never putting himself in danger.

If the third prince's rebellion succeeds, he can push the third prince to the throne from behind the scenes, and replace him when the time is right; if the third prince fails, he can clear himself of any connection and keep himself safe.

The third prince paced in the courtyard, his expression full of pride and confidence. There was a fanaticism in his eyes, as if he had already seen the victorious scene of himself taking control of the world.

"Uncle!" The third prince's voice was full of pride and excitement. "I plan to personally lead people to kill Gu Nanyuan and Qi Zeshen! Once they die, the court will lose two great generals, and then father's left and right arms will be shaken."

When Prince Ren heard this, his brows suddenly frowned, and an unknown annoyance suddenly rose in his heart.

He had always looked down upon this self-important, impulsive and reckless nephew, and now when he heard that the Third Prince actually wanted to take action himself, he suddenly felt a headache.

"Go and kill Gu Nanyuan and Qi Zeshen personally?"