I know. He is right over by the gold mine lately.
There is a newly produced batch of gold at the mine, and Xuanyuan Che is preparing to transport that batch of gold to the capital so he can hand it over to Sikong Ce to win over court officials.
Guagua, when we return to the estate in a while, tell me the route they are using to escort the gold too. I will record it and hand it over to my dad together with the rest.
Understood, Host.
By the way, there is a rockery in the backyard of Sikong Ce's estate. Underneath that rockery is a very large secret room, and what is hidden inside is hundreds of boxes of gold ingots.
These gold ingots were also previously transported in by Xuanyuan Che.
Gosh, this Sikong Ce is really filthy rich!
Indeed, Host.
Whatever leaks out from between his fingers is enough to support an entire household at the estate of an ordinary official.
Song Yaoyao stood there, her legs growing somewhat numb from standing.
Guagua, my legs are somewhat numb from standing, and I want to move them slightly. Will my little movements be discovered by anyone?
Host, you had better observe the Emperor and the court officials first. If no one is paying attention to you, making your movements smaller and moving your legs slightly should not be a problem.
Guagua, I will listen to you then.
The court officials had all been intentionally or unintentionally looking at Song Yaoyao. Hearing this, they hurriedly withdrew their respective gazes, terrified of being discovered by that lass.
Upon hearing Guagua's suggestion, during today's Morning Court, Song Yaoyao raised her head to look toward the court officials for the very first time.
This single look was extraordinary, and Song Yaoyao finally discovered that something was amiss.
Guagua, these court officials are very abnormal today, aren't they?
Look around Sikong Ce. There is not a single civil official left; they are all military officers.
Moreover, these third-rank military officers have actually gone to stand ahead of Sikong Ce, who is a second-rank official. This is very unreasonable!
Did some major event happen that I do not know about?
Guagua does not know this either!
Host, do not worry about these things first. Weren't you wanting to move your legs?
Take a quick look right now to see if anyone is paying attention to you.
Guagua, aside from Sikong Ce glaring angrily at me, no one else is paying attention to my side?
Come to think of it, what did I do? Did I dig up the ancestral graves of Sikong Ce's family? Or did I snatch his wife or concubine?
Why does he have to stare at me with that kind of vicious gaze?
Stare again, stare again, you still dare to glare?
I am someone who holds grudges, you know!
Where is my eighty-meter-long saber? It is already stirring with eagerness!
I may not be able to beat you, this remnant of the previous dynasty, but I can screw you over behind your back!
Guagua, after we return to the estate, you must tell me all about this remnant of the previous dynasty named Sikong Ce, as well as his assets and the people entangled with him. I am going to record all of it.
Understood, Host.
Being stared at so fixedly by Sikong Ce, Song Yaoyao did not dare to move, nor did she dare to stretch her legs.
Guagua, does this Sikong Ce have some mental illness?
He keeps staring at me, and I don't even dare to move my legs!
If he glares at me one more time, I am going to dig out both eyeballs of this remnant of the previous dynasty and step on them like lightbulbs!
Why does this man keep staring at me?
Could it be that his concubines last night weren't putting in enough effort and failed to serve him well? Is that why he's so sexually frustrated?!
Everyone felt immensely awkward upon hearing these words!
This Little Lord Song truly dared to say anything at all!
Assistant Minister Song wished even more that he could cover his own face. This damned lass only knew how to spout nonsense all day long!
Were such words something that a young girl who hadn't even reached womanhood should say?
Host, you are overthinking things. He is simply looking at you with displeasure and glaring at you!
This gaze of his makes my skin crawl, as if he wants to eat me alive!
Wasn't Sikong Ce indeed wanting to tear Song Yaoyao apart alive?
He had lived under an alias and plotted for so many years, only to have his background exposed just like that by Song Yaoyao.
Decades of plotting instantly turned into nothingness.
If Sikong Ce hadn't been unable to move right now, he probably would have wanted to make a direct move and take Song Yaoyao's life.
Song Yaoyao did not yet know that she had already brushed shoulders with the God of Death, and her inner monologue continued:
Right, Guagua, why hasn't today's Morning Court ended yet?
I feel like it has been as long as a century.
If it doesn't end soon, my legs won't be able to hold out!
The court officials could always hear fresh vocabulary from Little Lord Song: a century? A century, just how long was that?
Although they did not understand, once time passed, they would figure it out eventually!
Host, today's Morning Court really has lasted quite a long time. It has been nearly two hours already.
Everyone had been solely focused on eating melons and truly forgot about the time.
The Emperor exchanged a glance, and only then did Eunuch Wang speak up.
"If you have matters to submit, state them; if none, dismiss court."
"We subjects have no memorials to submit."
"Dismiss court."
Court could finally be dismissed. At this moment, Eunuch Wang's shrill voice also became pleasant to the ears.
Song Yaoyao handed the notes she had recorded to her direct superior, Lord Jiang.
After Lord Jiang inspected them and found no issues, Song Yaoyao then ran toward Assistant Minister Song.
"Dad, Dad."
As Song Yaoyao passed by Sikong Ce, she glanced at him. Sikong Ce was still glaring at her.
Song Yaoyao shrunk her neck and hurriedly left this place.
She was a military doctor in her past life. Although she knew some martial arts fists and kicks and could handle a few people without martial arts foundations, against a master like Sikong Ce, that simply fell far short.
The other court officials all dispersed, except for Sikong Ce and the military officers around him, who remained unmoving. Even the Emperor had not left the grand hall.
Song Yaoyao asked in puzzlement,
"Dad, how come the Emperor and those military officers haven't left the grand hall?"
"This dad doesn't know either. Presumably, the Emperor kept them behind because he has some matters to assign!*
"This isn't something we should worry about. Let's hurry back to the estate!"
"Oh!"
Song Yaoyao felt extremely anxious inside:
Guagua, the Emperor does not yet know that Sikong Ce is a remnant of the previous dynasty. He isn't going to assign some important matter for him to do, is he?
This will not do!
The Emperor has been fooled by the facade of this rebellious subject and wicked minister. Isn't this practically handing a knife right into the other person's hands?
This absolutely will not do!
Guagua, let's hurry back to the estate, record all of that, and then go find my dad!
Understood, Host.
Hearing Song Yaoyao's inner voice, the Emperor gave a look, and a hidden guard quietly followed behind her.
Everyone had left the grand hall. With a wave of the Emperor's hand, he ordered, "Take him down."
Several military generals directly suppressed Sikong Ce.
Sikong Ce's martial arts were too formidable. Fearing some accident that might let him escape, the Emperor immediately gave the order to sever his hand and foot tendons and break both of his legs.
At this moment, Sikong Ce lay on the ground, bruised and bloody, glaring with hatred at the Emperor.
"You old fogey, if it weren't for that damned lass, you would still have been kept in the dark by me!*
"You are simply an idiot!..."
Sikong Ce wanted to hurl more abuses, but his jaw had already been dislocated by someone!