"Eleven, immediately order people to investigate the defending generals of the cities around Weiri City and see if there's any common connection among them."
"Also, if I'm not mistaken, the Prince Yu is likely to have an 'accident' in the next couple of days."
"An accident?" Chu Qianli's words startled Eleven and Fu Ning.
Fu Ning said urgently, "Miss, how can you..."
"It's just a guess, of course. Do you think I would deliberately create an accident? I don't have that capability yet, and it wouldn't benefit me if Prince Yu had an accident."
Chu Qianli pondered for a moment, then said, "In short, there will be movement from Prince Yu's side before the news returns. I'm afraid what I'm worried about is truly going to happen."
"I understand." Although Eleven was only responsible for gathering information, knowing more allowed him to connect the dots more easily than ordinary people.
"Miss is worried that the defending generals of the cities around Weiri City are related to Prince Yu?"
Fu Ning understood as soon as it was mentioned.
"Weiri City has a problem, and the Nanling tribe is so important. Therefore, the Emperor will definitely send someone capable to suppress it. It would be best if a prince could go personally."
"Now that Prince Jing is seriously ill, if Prince Yu were to have an 'accident' and get injured or something, then the only one left to depart would be Prince Ling."
Fu Ning's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Prince Jing is seriously injured, and Prince Ling is on a distant expedition. This is to completely cripple the Emperor's left and right arms in the imperial city. They... they want to rebel!"
"It's a good thing I didn't eat my rice in vain," Chu Qianli scoffed.
Fu Ning looked at her and pouted, "Miss, although I'm not as smart as you, can't I occasionally have some wisdom?"
"If you could change your scatterbrained nature, perhaps it would be even better."
However, Chu Qianli didn't dwell on this topic.
She looked at Eleven, who quickly said, "I understand, I'll send people to investigate immediately, but..."
He looked at Chu Qianli, wanting to say something but hesitating.
"Speak if you have something to say." Chu Qianli picked up her cup again.
She was thirsty from talking so much.
"Boss, why are you so concerned about the Nanming royal family's affairs?"
Chu Qianli had also considered this question. Why was she concerned? She couldn't quite explain it herself.
"Perhaps it's... seeing injustice and drawing a sword to help," she said with a smile.
Eleven naturally didn't believe this answer. They merely had differing political views. In the struggle for political power, there were no absolute good or bad people. Unless someone was detrimental to the common people, they were truly bad. However, regarding the power struggle between Prince Yu and the Emperor, they couldn't tell who truly loved the country and its people. After all, they didn't know them.
"Boss, by helping the Emperor, you are also helping Prince Jing. Does this count as helping... Prince Xuan?"
Chu Qianli's eyes darkened.
Eleven knew he had said the wrong thing and quickly added, "I was just talking nonsense, making a joke... just a joke, hehe!" It seemed that the young lady's relationship with Prince Xuan was still under the ice. Even mentioning him made her angry!
"Boss, I'll go out now to gather information." To avoid suffering undeserved misfortune, Eleven wanted to escape immediately after greeting her.
Behind him, Chu Qianli's calm voice stopped him. "Prince Jing is Xuan Ye Fengye's martial uncle. He must also have a master. Since you're so idle, go and find out who Xuan Ye Fengye's master is."