After the Imperial Decree was written, Su Qiao summoned Mu Jin and had him carry the decree, along with all the memorials on the desk, to the Imperial Palace and deliver them to the Little Emperor.
After thinking it over, she also instructed him to spread the news that the Little Emperor wanted to increase taxes at a time like this.
In her previous life, the original body's reputation had begun to decline because of the tax increase. In this life, Su Qiao had decided to repay her in kind.
"Your Highness, are you really planning to hand over all the court affairs?"
Mu Rong placed a teacup in front of her and asked cautiously.
Qiao curled her lips into a cold smile.
"Hmph. The more you do, the more mistakes you make. If she wants to manage them, let her do it!"
As luck would have it, she had been worried that she would not find an opportunity to ruin her reputation.
A trace of delight flashed through Mu Rong's eyes.
Had the King finally seen reason?
"Then what should we do next?"
Su Qiao picked up the teacup and took a sip, narrowing her eyes as she pondered for a moment.
"Send everyone from the Shadow Guard Camp out. I want every corner of the Imperial City filled with my people. Dig up the whereabouts of every court official and all their hidden secrets for me."
She wanted to see who would still dare stand on the side of the Little Emperor and her daughter then.
At her words, Mu Rong could barely suppress her excitement. "Your Highness, do you mean...?"
Su Qiao gave her a calm sidelong glance. "After all these years, it is time for me to move somewhere else."
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