Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 988 - 976 Cannon Fodder Male Supporting Character (10) First Update

Chapter 988: 976 Cannon Fodder Male Supporting Character (10) First Update

However, one can’t help but sigh that Father Ye was once unrivaled in the Imperial City, and even the Emperor’s favorite.

Not only was he an extraordinary chef, but he also had a keen and ingenious mind, to whom the Emperor would turn for advice when faced with difficult decisions.

In those days, there were too many people trying to ingratiate themselves with the Ye Family, which could be described as having a very busy entrance.

But Father Ye never participated in the battles for succession, so he finally chose to align with the neutral faction of the Chancellor.

Ning Zhao had long anticipated this situation.

Having lost interest in continuing the conversation, she switched to another topic, "There’s another thing, Father, the eldest prince set out for Ping County early this morning."

"Ping County? It seems the Emperor has made up his mind," the Chancellor said in a low voice.

Ping County is vast but poor in resources, and bandits often roam there, making it a place royal officials are reluctant to go.

**

The Emperor did not have many children, and only two were particularly outstanding in the struggle for the throne—the Third Prince and the eldest prince. The eldest prince was the first-born, while the Third Prince was the legitimate son of the Empress. Both performed exceptionally well in daily strategizing.

But in recent years, the Third Prince’s political achievements have been remarkable, and the Emperor was inclined to groom the Third Prince, sometimes even allowing him to take official reports home for review.

Few supporters remained for the party of the eldest prince, as they had been substantially suppressed.

However, the eldest prince knew that if he didn’t succeed, once the Third Prince ascended to the throne, what awaited him would be hell.

Now the Emperor, favoring the Third Prince, had actually sent him to manage Ping County.

Not only were the strategists of the eldest prince’s household at a loss, but even the eldest prince himself was without a plan.

He sighed as he returned to his study, preparing to write a memorial to the Emperor, the result of his consultation with his strategists.

But when he sat back down in his chair, he saw a letter placed on the desk.

It was addressed only with "Personally penned by the eldest prince."

The five characters were bold and commanding, a wild script that shook the soul of the reader.

The eldest prince thought it was a letter from one of his subordinates, but wondered whose handwriting it was, as he had never seen it before.

Upon opening the letter, however, he forgot these concerns. The more he read, the more solemn his expression became, with a hint of excitement and admiration.

The letter was lengthy, comprising several pages.

It contained not just an analysis of the current Royal Court, but the eldest prince felt as though someone had clarified the situation for him at a glance, and at first, he was shocked that someone could see the situation so clearly.

Some undercurrent relationships of certain individuals were laid out, relationships that even he was unaware of!

As the eldest prince read about these connections, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he controlled his trembling heart to continue reading.

When he saw the predictions and plans for Ping County, even the distribution of bandits was mapped out with clarity; he abruptly stood up.

The eldest prince held the archives of Ping County, but even he, let alone the Royal Court, did not understand Ping County that well.

Yet this person knew Ping County like the back of his hand, every word exuding an overwhelming momentum.

If he didn’t know his father, the Emperor, didn’t have this handwriting, the eldest prince would have thought the letter was from the Emperor.

The eldest prince summoned two of his most trusted confidants to discuss this mysterious letter.

They also studied the peculiar signature but reached no conclusion; however, they were all deeply impressed by the letter, and the lights in the study room of the eldest prince’s residence did not go out all night.

The eldest prince and his strategists abandoned their previous plans to stay in the Imperial City and left for Ping County early the next morning.

**

Ye Shaohua’s agents outside conveyed the news about the eldest prince to Ye Shaohua.

After each delivery of a message, they returned with various rewards.

During this period, the eldest prince’s reforms were in full swing, and the agents running errands for Ye Shaohua outside also began to deliver responses from the eldest prince, bringing small items back each time.

Aside from responding to messages, Ye Shaohua did not show other actions during this time.

Initially, the messenger for Ye Shaohua was extremely nervous, but later, after the eldest prince’s closest aides respectfully handed him letters, without following him back to his residence, the messenger’s deep-seated fear subsided, leaving only respect for Ye Shaohua.

Ye Shaohua had received the specially ordered silver needles.

The wet nurse in Song Shuyun’s courtyard never trusted her, monitoring her every move, and even Song Shuyun’s own orders had no effect.

Ye Shaohua felt particularly annoyed and did not perform acupuncture on Song Shuyun in public.

Rather, she took the opportunity to do it at night. After seeing his eyelashes quiver, she stopped.

There never were many servants in her courtyard, and despite Song Shuyun’s repeated suggestions, Ye Shaohua refused to accept any maids.

After performing the acupuncture, she began writing a reply to the eldest prince.

The next morning, remembering the acupuncture she had administered to Song Shuyun the night before and seeing its apparent effects, she headed straight for Song Shuyun’s courtyard.

But even before she reached there, she could sense many people inside Song Shuyun’s courtyard.

She caught hold of a passing maid and found out what had happened.

The maid was sweating profusely and lowered her head, hiding her dissatisfaction with Ye Shaohua in her eyes, "Young Master suddenly developed a high fever this morning, and the master is now asking for a doctor from the Imperial City."

A fever?

Ye Shaohua guessed it might be a stress response, she frowned slightly and quickened her pace.

It wasn’t long before she arrived at Song Shuyun’s residence.

The wet nurse had been waiting at the entrance of the courtyard, and when Ye Shaohua arrived, her expression was cold.

It wasn’t until she saw the person following a few steps behind Ye Shaohua did her eyes light up, and she quickly stepped forward, squeezing past Ye Shaohua who was already at the door.

She made way for the young lady in white who followed Ye Shaohua, excitedly ushering her into the courtyard, "Cousin Lady, please come in!"