Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

Chapter 155: Alert, activate level 1 defense

Prime Minister Duan was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Where is Su Haozhi's body?"

His most capable aide, Ji Bo, shook his head and said, "It's still hanging on the wall of the south gate of the capital. Su Mingjin has not appeared yet."

Prime Minister Duan snorted coldly, "How patient! As expected, the royal family's affection is as thin as paper."

The Su father and son claimed that they were the royal family of the previous dynasty.

Ji Bo asked softly, "Do you suspect that it was Su Mingjin's work?"

Prime Minister Duan frowned, "Yes, this is very much like the style of the remnants of the previous dynasty, always making trouble in secret, like a rat that cannot stand the light of day. We have to find a way to force him out."

I am in the light and the enemy is in the dark. This feeling is very bad.

What he was worried about was that Su Mingjin had established connections with the Chen Guogong Mansion, and if the two sides joined forces, it would bring big trouble to the court.

Ji Bo's eyes rolled and he came up with an idea, "Spread the word and choose an auspicious day to crush Su Haozhi to dust."

Grinding bones and scattering ashes is the cruelest torture in the world. As a human being, I absolutely cannot endure it.

Even if he could tolerate it, his subordinates could not.

Just imagine, the leader whom they worship as a god is going to be reduced to ashes. Who can tolerate this?

Prime Minister Duan applauded, "Good idea, let's do it."

The two discussed the details again. Ji Bo went out to do some work. Prime Minister Duan sat in the study. After thinking it over, he gave an order, "Go, call the eldest lady, the third young master, and the fourth young master over."

The three of them came quickly and bowed together, "Greetings, Grandfather."

Duan Xinyu, the eldest daughter of the Duan family, is smart and beautiful.

Duan Chengqi, the third young master of the eldest wife, was a juren at the age of seventeen and was considered the most promising grandson of the Duan family.

Duan Chenggong is the fourth son of the second wife. He likes to wield swords and guns and has a bad temper.

Prime Minister Duan's eyes swept across their faces with mixed feelings. Logically speaking, they were considered pretty good compared to other children of famous families in the capital.

But, compared with Ning Zhiwei, Rong Jing, Xiao Linfeng and other outstanding people, they are far behind.

"Pack your luggage and head to the northwest overnight."

Duan Chenggong was stunned for a moment, "Going to the northwest? What for?"

Prime Minister Duan's eyes fell on the uneasy Duan Xinyu, "According to the imperial decree, the late emperor has betrothed Xinyu to the Ning family. You rush to the northwest and get married as soon as the national mourning period ends. I will send someone to deliver the dowry when the time comes."

The Duan siblings were stunned, and Duan Xinyu's face changed. She had fantasized about the wedding countless times, but she had never thought of getting married in a remote town in the far northwest frontier that was ravaged by war, without a grand ceremony and without the company of her family.

Duan Chenggong was the first to disagree, "Grandfather, what are you talking about? How can a marriage be so hasty? Our Duan family is marrying off our daughter in a grand manner, so we must at least invite the Ning family to the capital and hold a grand wedding."

Prime Minister Duan ignored this noisy grandson and said, "Chengqi, what do you think?"

Duan Chengqi had already realized that something was wrong, "Grandfather, what happened?"

At this point, Prime Minister Duan no longer hid the truth from them, "The capital is going to be in chaos, and sending her to the northwest is a way out for the family."

If anything happens to the Duan family, the three of them will be the spark of the Duan family.

"You must remember that family is the most important thing."

"Yes." The Duan brothers and sisters looked nervous.

Prime Minister Duan knew that he had wronged his most beloved granddaughter, but there was nothing he could do. "Xinyu, remember, you must win the heart of the Seventh Young Master of the Ning Family, make him listen to you, and snatch the Ning Family heir first."

"I want the future head coach of the Ning family to have the blood of the Duan family flowing in his body."

Only in this way can the Ning family army in the northwest become a safe haven and shield for the Duan family.

Duan Xinyu felt a heavy weight on her shoulders. "Grandfather, don't worry."

Prime Minister Duan sighed softly, "I'll leave Ji Bo to you. If you have anything to discuss, please discuss it with him."

Duan Xinyu was secretly surprised. Ji Bo was her grandfather's most capable aide. "Yes."

Prime Minister Duan patted her on the shoulder and encouraged her, "What Ning Zhiwei can do, I think our daughter of the Duan family can do too. Xinyu, your grandfather has high hopes for you and hopes that you can become the glory of the Duan family."

No matter how nice his words sound, he still favors boys over girls in his heart. Duan Xinyu rarely hears such words, and she immediately gets excited, "Don't worry."

They set out overnight and chased for four days before they caught up with Rong Jing and his group.

Rong Jing only brought six people, but each of them was extraordinary.

When the Duan brothers and sisters caught up with him, he was already covered in dust and dirt, like a useless person.

Duan Chenggong was lying in the carriage, unable to move, and was extremely tired. He struggled to get up when he heard the noise, pulled open the curtain, and saw a handsome man in green clothes.

“Master Rong, Master Rong, how can you walk so fast? We travel day and night, and we are almost exhausted from chasing you.”

He had never been so tired and annoyed.

Rong Jing glanced at him calmly, his eyes alert and murderous, "Are you blaming me?"

His eyes were so intimidating that Duan Chenggong couldn't help but shudder. "No, no, of course not, Mr. Rong, please don't misunderstand..."

Duan Chengqi immediately stepped forward and saluted, with a respectful attitude, "Mr. Rong, my brother was in a hurry and was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with you. If I have offended you in any way, I apologize to you on his behalf."

Rong Jing's expression eased a little, "This won't happen again."

Duan Chengqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took out a letter from his arms, "This is a letter from my grandfather."

Rong Jing glanced at the attendant beside him, who took the letter. "Okay, go and have a rest. We will set off at 1:00 a.m. tomorrow."

Duan Chengqi screamed, "So early? Why don't we rest here for a day or two? There's no rush."

"Then you guys take your time to rest." Rong Jing walked towards the inn. He was more anxious than anyone else. He was worried every time he didn't see Ning Zhiwei for a day. "We set off on time."

Duan Chenggong couldn't help but get anxious, "Mr. Rong, you promised our grandfather that you would take us to the northwest."

Rong Jing's expression became even colder. "Yes, take them to the northwest. It doesn't matter whether it's a person or a corpse."

Duan brothers and sisters:……!!!

They watched Rong Jing walk into the inn without even daring to fart. Duan Chenggong muttered quietly, "Why is he like this? He is so inhumane."

Duan Chengqi had a headache. "Say less. He has always been like this. He is cold to everyone."

Duan Xinyu shook her head silently in her heart. No, he was very special to someone and the way he looked at that person was full of tenderness.

At this time, Ning Zhiwei's convoy encountered some trouble. She had made all kinds of plans, but she did not expect the heavy rain to come, and it happened in the deserted suburbs.

The wind was howling, the rain was pouring, the sky was dark and the earth was gloomy, as if it was going to swallow up the whole world.

"Stop, move all the carriages together, half of the guards will guard the carriages, and the other half will hide under the carriages to avoid the rain, and they will take turns every half an hour."

"Yes."

"Master, there seems to be a team ahead, but I can't see it clearly..."

At this time? Ning Zhiwei frowned, "Alert, activate level one defense."