That afternoon.
Wang Ziteng entered the Cui residence.
In the study.
"Grand Secretary Cui, panic has robbed you of your senses!" Wang Ziteng said without preamble.
Cui Xiangwei stared fixedly at him and said coldly:
"Wang Ziteng, what do you mean by that? Have you changed your mind? Are you unwilling to deploy the Capital Camp troops?"
"I told you, I alone will shoulder every consequence!"
Wang Ziteng's expression was grave as he said in a low voice:
"Even setting aside how Grand Secretary Cui and I support one another, advancing and retreating together, the chance to put that little bastard Jia to death alone is worth the risk!"
"However, the Capital Camp is not like the provinces. Provincial officials hold military tallies and can mobilize troops at any time, but the moment the Capital Camp moves, the Embroidered Uniform Guard will start investigating!"
"Five thousand elite troops leaving the Capital without cause-do you think everyone in the Embroidered Uniform Guard Office is a clay idol or a wooden statue?"
At those words, Cui Xiangwei's face turned livid.
Wang Ziteng spoke bluntly:
"Grand Secretary Cui, you are a pillar of the court whom the Retired Emperor personally cultivated. You must still seek his help in this matter. You certainly cannot tell him outright. The Retired Emperor loathes that little bastard, but he cannot authorize his murder. You must find a legitimate pretext to deploy the Capital Camp troops."
"As for the punishment afterward, requesting retirement and returning home would still be better than..."
He left the sentence unfinished, but his meaning was clear.
Losing his official hat and retiring to his hometown was a hundred times better than dying miserably in the Imperial Prison with his reputation in ruins!
Cui Xiangwei said nothing.
Wang Ziteng declared with absolute conviction:
"With