Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

At this moment, Sang Qingjiu, who everyone thought had no chance of becoming the emperor, was sitting in an old house in the capital.

The house upon entering.

Located on the outskirts of the capital, it takes half an hour to walk into the city.

The faint fragrance of tea spreads.

Sang Qingjiu was lying on the chair, looking as lazy and casual as ever, as if he was just here to relax.

But just below her left, a woman in brocade clothes was kneeling with great respect.

The trembling body, the face with lowered head showed fear and panic, and there was dense cold sweat on the forehead...

Her fear was evident everywhere.

Sang Qingjiu took a slow sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and said with a smile: "What are you doing, Mr. Song? If you act like this, you who don't know it will think that I am bullying you."

"Xiaguan, Xiaguan..."

Mr. Song swallowed his throat and did not dare to answer.

Master Song, whose real name is Song Zhisu, was a talent selected in the scientific examination nine years ago. He ranked first in the second class, Chuanlu.

Prime Minister Xie was not the Prime Minister at that time, but he was the examiner of that scientific examination.

Song Zhisu went to worship at the top of the mountain, and thus entered the door of Prime Minister Xie and became her person.

In the past few years, with the help of Prime Minister Xie, his official career has been prosperous, and now he has become the Minister of Dali Temple.

In Beijing, if a stone is thrown, it can hit an official's territory, and he can be regarded as an upper-class figure.

At the moment, the minister of Dali Temple, who was proud of his authority in front of outsiders, knelt in front of Sang Qingjiu even more piously than the male attendants in the palace.

no way.

Sang Qingjiu is holding her life in his hands!

Before today, Song Zhisu had never thought that one day he would be threatened by Sang Qingjiu, the famous dandy prince.

and……

How could King Yu, who was always known as a playboy, know what she had done?

This intelligence ability...

Why doesn't she hide it now?

Why was she chosen?

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying Song Zhisu felt.

I simply didn’t dare to think about it further.

"Master Song, I don't want you to do anything bad."

Sang Qingjiu chuckled, "Now that Prime Minister Xie is about to marry the concubine, if something happens in the court, Prime Minister Xie should also help the concubine, right?"

Song Zhisu:......

"Or does Mr. Song think that his mentor is more important than the lives of his family?"

"Yes!"

Song Zhisu's face straightened, "The Prime Minister should help the concubine."

It's over! It's over!

This King Yu wants to punish Prime Minister Xie to death.

They knew very well how suspicious the Holy Sage was now and how wary he was of the concubine taking power due to his age.

If Prime Minister Xie really dares to help the concubine, then the prime minister's residence and the concubine will not even be able to get any favors.

"Master Song is really knowledgeable."

Sang Qingjiu stood up and bent down to pat Song Zhisu on the shoulder, "Then I will be waiting for the good news from Mr. Song. Mr. Song, there is no need to worry. If you can't do it, there is someone who can do it. It's just you~"

There is no need to say more about what follows.

Song Zhisu knew that if he didn't tie Prime Minister Xie and the concubine together, what awaited him would be that the whole family would be tied together and die.

She didn't dare take the gamble.

not to mention……

Didn't you hear what Sang Qingjiu said?

If it weren't for her, there would be someone else.

In other words, Prime Minister Xie and the concubine will definitely fall into trouble this time.

In this case, if the dead Taoist friend is not dead to the poor Taoist, she naturally has to protect herself first!

"I will definitely do my best for the prince."

"Master Song, what you said is wrong. You are a courtier of the Mother Emperor, so you naturally help the Mother Emperor solve her problems."

Sang Qingjiu said casually, then got into the carriage and left.

The original owner hangs out all day long.

So this time, no one suspected Sang Qingjiu when he came out to meet Song Zhisu.

After she left, Song Zhisu collapsed to the ground.

Just three days ago, she received a threatening letter, asking her to take a break today and come to this small house in the suburbs.

Otherwise, it would be necessary to publicize the fact that two years ago, she embezzled the money allocated by the Mo court to manage the river, which almost caused a people's uprising.

In desperation, Song Zhisu had no choice but to come.

In the past two days, she had guessed again and again about the princesses.

But she never thought that it would be a candidate she had never thought of - King Yu.

You know, the emperor's health is indeed not as good as before this year.

King Yu, who had always hidden himself in the past, began to plot against the court. I guess... he was also thinking about the throne.

Also.

How can any royal heir really want to be a prince?

Song Zhisu sighed helplessly.

That's it.

The head on her neck is now being pinched by someone else's knife, so she can only feel sorry for the Prime Minister!

Sang Qingjiu didn't know these complicated thoughts of hers.

The reason why she used Song Zhisu was simple.

First, she knew what the other party had in common.

Secondly, the other party is Prime Minister Xie's confidant, so it is more convenient for him to do things.

In addition to Song Zhisu, Sang Qingjiu also used his money power to bribe the staff of the Princess's Palace.

She asked her staff to persuade her master to take action and tie Prime Minister Xie and the concubine together.

You must know that now, in addition to the original owner, every princess's palace will hire more or less several staff.

Among these staff, some are greedy for money, some are good for fame, some want to get ahead, and some are really good for their master.

Those who are greedy for money can be bribed with money.

As for everyone else…

Sang Qingjiu randomly hired a scholar with an innocent family background, came to the door and said that he wanted to join him, and then told the story about setting up Prime Minister Xie and the concubine, the aide would naturally be moved.

Staff who want to get ahead will describe the idea as their own.

Sang Qingjiu achieved his goal without any loss.

If you want a name, or you really hope that your master's staff will be good, he will introduce this person into the palace.

This will not only follow Sang Qingjiu's plan, but also allow Sang Qingjiu to successfully insert an informant.

This time, Sang Qingjiu won directly.

In addition, with money clearing the way, Sang Qingjiu also bribed a large number of servants to serve as informants.

The intelligence system has expanded to the palace.

But not many people know.

Chen Qinghuan counts as one.

Because Sang Qingjiu sometimes bribed people and went her way.

Of course, Chen Qinghuan was also dumbfounded by Sang Qingjiu's extreme ability to do things, and then said——

This wave of rebellion is stable!

But these things are all hidden in the dark side.

On the surface, Sang Qingjiu is still entertaining cats and dogs every day, doing nothing.

Got~

Going too far again.

At the moment, Sang Qingjiu is leisurely returning to Beijing in a carriage.

Then go straight to Zuihua Tower.

"stop!"

Sang Qingjiu opened the window of the carriage and was enjoying the bustle of people coming and going outside, when he suddenly saw two familiar figures.

Not that anyone else.

It was the queen and Xie Ze'an.

Xie Ze'an's face was covered with a veil, and his watery eyes looked at the princess, not knowing what he was talking about.

Then he saw the concubine's doting smile and took Xie Ze'an's hand.

Immediately afterwards, a set of white jade jewelry was delivered to Xie Ze'an.

When Sang Qingjiu saw this, his eyebrows were raised high.

When she was about to get off the carriage, she suddenly noticed something strange in the crowd.