Yi Jinyi's expression relaxed and he said, "It's good that you understand it in your heart. I hope you will be careful in everything."
After saying that, he waved his hand and let Mo Yu go down.
Eunuch Li came up with a cup of tea and said comfortingly, "Your Majesty, the Marquis is not a simple-minded person. Since he dared to take on this task, he must have a way to deal with it. You can relax."
Yi Jinyi took a sip and then said, "I know." There was a deep look in his eyes. In fact, even the Ninth Prince came to put pressure on him about this matter. He had to take it on whether Mo Yu was willing or not. Mo Yu took it on without hesitation and he had a clear understanding of the current situation.
"Send a few people to follow him and be careful not to be discovered."
Eunuch Li responded softly, "Yes!"
After Mo Yu left the palace, he asked Goro to investigate the matter of the envoy. He used to be a killer and had his own channels to obtain some secret information.
When Mo Yu came back, he saw Mo Ranran pacing anxiously in his yard.
When Mo Ranran saw Mo Yu, he hurried over and said, "Brother, why did I hear that the emperor entrusted you with the task of receiving the envoys this time?"
Mo Yu nodded and asked in confusion: "How did you know?"
"I heard what Miss Leng said. Brother, don't change the subject. Do you know the seriousness of this matter? This matter has always been handled by the Ministry of War, and this time it suddenly fell into your hands. Lord Wei must hate you to death!" Mo Ranran analyzed the situation to his brother very unhappily.
"Everyone in the capital who has some connections knows that this is a lucrative job, and it just fell into your hands. What will Lord Wei think?"
Mo Yu pondered: "So that's how it is. Okay, Ranran, don't be angry. This was given to me by Wei Weiyan on his own initiative. Did he think that I would embezzle or hijack it to find evidence against me?"
Shouldn't it be? Wei Weiyan doesn't look that stupid, right
Mo Ranran looked at Mo Yu walking away and couldn't help but stamp his feet.
Yu Zi, who was standing next to her, looked at the somewhat angry Mo Ranran and quickly advised: "Miss, don't worry. With the Marquis's mentality, he must have thought of a plan to deal with it."
But is it really that simple? No one knows now.
However, recently, people from the Wei Mansion would leave the capital from time to time and no one knew where they were going.
As night fell, Goro hurried to the study in the dark and handed the results of the investigation to Mo Yu.
Goro said angrily, "No wonder he handed this matter over to the Marquis. He is simply a traitor. The small countries led by Angui rebelled in the past, and it was the former Marquis who led the army to suppress the rebellion. Many people hate the former Marquis to the core. Moreover, many of the people who came this time are people who have ill intentions towards the former Marquis. If the Marquis goes to greet them, he will inevitably be troubled."
Not to mention that Wei Weiyan has been the one receiving guests for so many years, and no one knows how many people are friends with Wei Weiyan, but one can imagine the difficulties that Mo Yu is about to encounter.
The Ninth Prince’s Mansion.
After leaving the palace, Wei Weiyan followed Yi Qingyu back to the palace, with a fierce look in his eyes: "This time, I will make sure that Mo Yu will die without a burial place!"
Yi Qingyu glanced at Wei Weiyan and said, "I am not in a position to speak out on this matter. Whether you can trip up the Marquis of Weiwu in one fell swoop depends on your ability."
Yi Qingyu always hides behind others. No matter what the final result is, it has nothing to do with him.
Wei Weiyan naturally understood what Yi Qingyu meant. He looked down on this action in his heart, but he was still respectful on the surface: "Your Majesty, you have done me a great favor by helping me to avenge my son. Leave the rest to me. If I can't trip him up this time, it will be a waste of your Majesty's efforts to help me!"
Time flies.
As the envoys got closer, the defenses of the capital became more stringent.
The mighty mansion.
Mo Ranran got up early that day and helped Mo Yu change clothes. Marquis Weiwu was ranked first, which was more than enough for him to be a reception envoy.
Mo Yu looked at his face wrinkled with worry, and couldn't help but chuckled: "I'm not going to the battlefield, don't worry, they don't dare to do anything to me in the capital."
At this time, Goro's voice came from outside the door: "My Lord, it's almost time, we should set off."
After listening to this, Mo Yu turned around and left without hesitation. The white robe embroidered with dark green bamboo patterns and the jade crown of the same color on his head made him look even more outstanding.
Yuzhu looked at Mo Ranran's worried expression and said, "Miss, do you want a maid to follow you? If anything happens, she can come back and report in time."
As soon as Yu Zi saw her expression, she knew that she wanted to watch the fun. Just as she was about to stop her, Mo Ranran's voice came out: "Go!"
Yuzhu stuck out her tongue proudly at Yuzi, then flew away lightly.
Yuzi was not worried. They were the secret guards of the Weiwu Marquis's Mansion. When it came to Qinggong, Yuzhu was the best. She turned around and comforted Mo Ranran: "Miss, don't worry too much."
On the other side, Mo Yu stood on the city wall and saw the mighty army in the distance. He said to the general guarding the city, "Open the city gate!"
Mo Yu got down from the city wall and casually straightened his clothes. Soon a pair of people and horses appeared in front of Mo Yu.
One person was wearing the dark blue official uniform of the Angui Kingdom, and next to him was a man wearing a conical hat.
The two of them walked over quickly and bowed to Mo Yu: "Your humble servant, Ankui State Sima Gao Zhuo, has come to pay tribute to the Emperor of Tianyu State."
Mo Yu smiled and nodded, then looked at the person next to him and asked in confusion, "Who is this person?"
Sima Gaozhuo said with some shame: "This is our Sixth Prince, he has always been weird and doesn't like to talk."
Why did they bring the mute prince here? Wasn't it just to intimidate Mo Yu? Or was it a reference to the past Mo Yu
Goro, who had been standing at the back, had obviously thought of this as well. He couldn't help but want to make a sarcastic remark but was stopped by Mo Yu. If he really had a quarrel with the envoy of Angui Kingdom at the city gate, he would really be a joke in the eyes of others.
Mo Yu looked at Sima Gaozhuo with a smile on his face, not showing any displeasure in him at all: "I see, so that's the case. Please go to the inn and rest first."
Sima Gaozhuo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Mo Yu to be so tolerant. Where was his dignity as a man
Mo Yu looked at the man who didn't move, raised his eyebrows, and a cold light suddenly shot out of his eyes: "Hmm? Does the envoy have anything else to do?"
Sima Gaozhuo's heart was beating wildly when Mo Yu looked at him, and he quickly responded, "Yes!"
After saying this, he led the people behind him into the city.
Did Mo Yu really have no feelings? That was of course impossible. It was just that he had always been able to tell when things were beneficial to him. If anyone dared to humiliate him at the city gate, he would naturally repay them when he had the chance in the future.