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As soon as the proposal was made, someone covered the speaker's mouth, and after a brief exchange of glances, everyone dispersed. Just as Zheng Moru was about to leave, a foul-smelling package was thrown over the wall of the Zheng Family courtyard. Shortly after, a brick followed, then came rotten eggs, spoiled vegetable leaves, and pebbles.
At first, the people of the Zheng residence paid no mind, but when they finally noticed, the amount had grown considerable. They were preparing to drive out the culprit when the person throwing things had already hidden away in a nearby house. The Ministry of Justice and several other departments were keeping watch, even helping to clean up the traces while tossing in some debris of their own.
In short, no one was caught, and the barrage of projectiles did not cease. Stones and such were not much of a concern; Zheng Moru resided at the center of the estate, so nothing could hit him directly. However, what truly troubled him were the filthy and stinking items. The winter winds were strong and swirling from all directions, carrying the foul odor that was truly unbearable; they could not clean up fast enough to keep up with what was being thrown.
Zheng Moru initially wanted to keep a low profile, but being bombarded by such detritus was simply intolerable. He decided to once again pay his respects at court.
"I am also curious," he thought. "Why do the Northwest Army and the common people target your family?"
Zheng Moru broke into a cold sweat and argued defensively, "Your Majesty, those ghostly figures are indistinguishable; they are merely pale phantoms that can easily deceive the common folk. It is clear that someone with ill intentions has taken advantage of this."
"My reputation among the Northern Army is well-known," he continued. "And I have never had any dealings with the Western Army; this is clearly someone trying to frame me."
"Your Majesty, please help me find the mastermind behind this and restore my peace."
After speaking, he bowed deeply; it was quite an effort for his disabled body. Qin Mu Hui lowered his head to sip tea, deliberately leaving him waiting for a moment before saying, "Framed? Do you have any enemies?"
"In response to Your Majesty," Zheng Moru replied, "I was merely a titular Marquis before; I sought friendships but was looked down upon by others. I spent my days reminiscing about past battles and rarely engaged with the outside world, so naturally I have no enemies."
"Ah, this complicates matters," said the Emperor. "My three investigative departments have yet to resolve even your family's death case; our capabilities are limited here. Pressing further will yield no results."
"Yesterday, the common people interacted with those spirits and became convinced of their military identities. Even if I spoke in earnest, they would not believe me immediately."
"Thinking it over," he continued, "the quickest way to stop them is for you to establish yourself quickly; I've already paved the way for you. Once it's time for court announcements, you will again be praised by the people as the Loyalty and Righteousness Marquis."
"So how is your situation progressing?"
Zheng Moru's face turned red with shame. "Your Majesty, time is still short; nothing has begun yet."
"I hope that next time you enter the palace, you can bring good news."
Once Zheng Moru left the palace, his expression darkened. As he settled into his carriage, he instructed his confidant, "Take some time to plan an escape route outside the city."
"Why are we leaving so soon?" his confidant asked in confusion. "What has happened?"
"The Xuande Emperor's attitude is somewhat opaque," Zheng Moru replied. "Although he's been annoyed by my Marquisate lately and his dismissive behavior seems normal enough, I can't shake this uneasy feeling; my right eyelid has been twitching violently."
Check if that tunnel is usable. Also, gather some information to see if anyone has changed their minds over there. And those Mountain Paths, are they covered by Thorns?
In short, investigate everything to feel more secure and prepared for any situation.
The Confidant took on the mission, and naturally, someone followed discreetly as they left.
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