The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

The news that the Duke of Ying was going to be assassinated and that the King of Wei was taking over the Nine Cities Army spread quickly throughout the capital.

Many people came to the gate of the Duke of England's mansion, all to pray for the Duke of England.

At this moment, King Wei once again invited Xie Ji to his palace to discuss important matters, and his attitude became very respectful.

Compared to what Chi Xiuwen said about falsely accusing the Duke of Yingzhou of treason, it would naturally be more successful if the Duke of Yingzhou himself died.

King Wei also learned from Chi Xiuwen that this matter was probably the work of Xie Ji.

The King of Wei suddenly remembered the assassin who was hunted in the Nine Mountains a year ago, and he developed new feelings for Xie Ji.

Before, the King of Wei was still a little hesitant about whether he should discuss this matter with his uncle again.

After all, my uncle is no longer Prime Minister Xie, and he no longer has the power in his hands.

But I didn't expect that even so, my uncle still had so many cards in his hand.

The King of Wei was very satisfied with this.

Chi Xiuwen also suggested that King Wei and Xie Ji reconcile, but he didn't need to reveal the news that he was in King Wei's palace.

The King of Wei only thought for a moment and agreed with Chi Xiuwen's idea.

To the King of Wei, this matter was of no importance.

But for Chi Xiuwen, this matter is a matter of life and death.

Chi Xiuwen gave Xie Lang a bad idea, but failed to save Xie Lang's life.

Xie Ji did not have a good attitude towards Chi Xiuwen, and even wanted to kill him quickly and have him buried with his son.

At this time, Chi Xiuwen became the King of Wei's aide.

This will inevitably make Xie Ji feel dissatisfied.

Thinking of these connections, the King of Wei agreed without hesitation.

So when he met Xie Ji again, the King of Wei asked for advice directly, just for the tiger talisman of the 70,000 Yunhui troops in the hands of the Duke of Ying!

Xie Ji looked at King Wei, but his expression was not as happy as the King's.

Instead, he had a hint of suspicion.

"Your Highness, do you think that the Duke of England is really someone who will die so easily?"

Xie Ji's question stunned the King of Wei.

"What do you mean, uncle?" The King of Wei even smiled, looking as if he was sure of victory.

Xie Ji was more alert than King Wei: "Your Highness, none of the assassins from Qianshan Tower survived. Doesn't this mean anything?"

Hearing Xie Ji's words, King Wei couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"No one survived?" King Wei was a little unbelievable: "He was a top killer."

Xie Ji sneered: "Your Highness, do you still think this is a godsend opportunity at this moment?"

Contrary to Xie Ji's complete disbelief, the King of Wei was still willing to believe that this was true.

"Uncle, you are too worried."

The King of Wei shook his head and said, "I am not a child who can be fooled. I have certainly made inquiries."

"Not to mention that the emperor asked Jiang Zhuo to take a few days off in front of Master Yan and Duke Lu."

"Even the second son, Father also gave instructions, and even asked him to take the youngest to visit Jiang Mao, saying something like leaving no regrets."

"I saw these with my own eyes and heard them with my own ears!"

"Uncle, don't you believe me?"

At the end, the King of Wei even became a little excited.

Xie Ji frowned, somewhat displeased with the King of Wei's apparent joy.

In his opinion, if the King of Wei were to be the crown prince, his good point would be his ability in governing the country.

But his ability to cultivate qi is far inferior to that of King Xuan.

The fact that the Duke of England was seriously injured and on the verge of death was full of uncertainty for Xie Ji.

None of the assassins he sent out returned, but news came that the Duke of England was seriously injured.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't make sense.

But the King of Wei believed it and was even overjoyed to prepare to seize the military power of the Duke of Ying.

Xie Ji's eyes became more and more serious.

"Your Highness, have you seen the Duke of England's injuries with your own eyes?"

Xie Ji still decided to pour a basin of cold water on King Wei. This matter was really a huge surprise and he needed to be cautious.

King Wei shook his head decisively: "No, at that time, only my father went in to investigate the injury of the Duke of Ying."

"How long has Your Majesty been inside?" Xie Ji asked with a frown.

King Wei was somewhat displeased by Xie Ji's questioning, but he still tried to recall: "It seems... less than half an hour."

"That……"

"uncle!"

The King of Wei interrupted Xie Ji unhappily: "Are you trying to interrogate me?"

Xie Ji also suppressed his anger, calmed himself down, and looked at the King of Wei: "Your Highness, aren't you afraid that this is a huge trap waiting for you to jump into?"

"He is a general who has always won on the battlefield. Even the Quanrong people are terrified of him!"

"Will you die so easily?!"

King Wei looked at Xie Ji's loss of control, and after a while, he laughed.

"Uncle, are you so afraid of Jiang Mao?" King Wei's understated words hit Xie Ji's heart.

Xie Ji's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his eyes turned sharp as he looked at King Wei.

It was as if the King of Wei had accidentally touched upon Xie Ji's inner demon.

King Wei looked at Xie Ji's disrespectful attitude and laughed instead of getting angry: "Uncle, don't worry, he is indeed going to die."

"The two imperial doctors who accompanied my father to the Duke of Ying's mansion are both my people."

"They have personally confirmed that the Duke of England is indeed seriously injured and on the verge of death."

"After all, the assassins of Qianshan Tower all have poison on their swords, right?"

King Wei smiled and looked at Xie Ji: "This time, uncle did a good job."

"You beat Jiang Mao, and he's dying."

The King of Wei spoke in a light tone, obviously very confident in his intelligence.

"As for the fact that no one survived, that's not a big deal."

"That's just right. Even if they're dead, we won't be able to find out their origins, right, uncle?"

The King of Wei suddenly became extremely confident, and Xie Ji was surprised when he heard the King of Wei say that the imperial physician who went to the Duke of Ying's mansion to treat Jiang Mao was his man.

King Wei was very happy to see Xie Ji's surprise. He didn't even hide his emotions: "Uncle, I really like you looking at me like this."

“It made me feel like I was a smart and awesome kid.”

Xie Ji came back to his senses, looked at the happy look of King Wei, was silent for a while, and then nodded slowly: "You are a smart child."

King Wei smiled and said, "Can you tell me how I can get the command of the 70,000 Yunhui Army?"

Xie Ji believed that King Wei would not lie to him about such an important matter, so the news from King Wei must be true.

He thought for a while and shook his head slightly: "Although your majesty is kind, he is not someone who can be easily fooled."

"With 70,000 Yunhui troops...there will never be another Duke of Ying."

The King of Wei paused with a smug look on his face, revealing a hint of confusion: "What does uncle mean?"

"The Yunhui Army should either be disbanded or its military system should be reformed."

Xie Ji was very determined. He looked towards the direction of the palace and whispered, "There won't be another Jiang Mao in the world that your father would trust so much."

"He will definitely not hand over these 70,000 Yunhui troops to the same person."

After all, the King of Wei was a prince who had participated in politics for many years, and he quickly understood the meaning of Xie Ji's words.

He frowned: "What should I do?"