Let Me Shoulder this Blame! 164

Chapter 164 – Historically Memorable Villainy Arc (50.1)

Song Rong did not come back, but he attentively had people deliver meals to Su Shi and added more braziers to the room.

For fear of agitating the wound, there was only a thin layer of soft brocade quilt on Su Shi’s body, but thanks to the brazier beside him, he did not feel very cold. However, the fatigue caused by blood loss still lingered.

Su Shi really did not have any appetite for food. He dismissed the servants that came to attend to him, pushed the food box away, and closed his eyes to rest on a soft pillow.

Due to the main god’s prohibition, that other person could not brazenly occupy the body of every world’s protagonist anymore. The protagonist for this world clearly has a new and different set of data. But now Su Shi was wondering if that guy had chased him into this world too and was now occupying the body the regent.

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Song Rong seemed to be very adept at throwing away Su Shi’s pot, just like that guy, but the fact that he got angry with Su Shi made Su Shi uncertain about Song Rong’s identity.

Well, it was fine if he was still uncertain. After all, he wasn’t here to reunite with that guy. He was here to complete a mission. He couldn’t let himself be derailed from the mission due to a moment’s inattention.

Su Shi yawned lightly. He was feeling very tired. He pillowed his head on his arms and closed his eyes.

As the night settled in, chill crept in through the window lattice.

Song Rong sat at the table, still clutching the crumpled imperial decree in his hand. The night wind was cold, and the candle flame flickered.

“Wangye, what do you need me for?” His advisor pushed open the door and entered the room. He saw the bright yellow cloth in Song Rong’s hand and his heart skipped a beat. He hurried over to read the contents. Only after affirming the contents did he calm down. He smiled as he took a seat: “Isn’t this the imperial edict impeaching the Prime Minister of the Right? How come it is with you, wangye?”

“By chance.” Song Rong spoke quietly. He handed the advisor the imperial edict and asked, “If I ask you to look at it, what can you see?”

He has read this edict many times, and apart from being secretly startled by the irreversible ruthlessness of it, the only thing left was his disbelief when he saw those charges.

Up till now, Lu Li has not defended himself at all. But Song Rong still instinctively believed that the Lu Li he saw was definitely not the heinous and treacherous person depicted in the imperial edict.

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The advisor was slightly surprised. He took the imperial edict and read it carefully for a while. Then he handed it back with both hands and sighed softly, “If you’re asking me what I can see from it… compare to previous years, the emperor has made a great deal of progress.”

“Progress?”

Song Rong took the edict, frowned slightly, and sat up straight.

“Wangye has been fighting at the borders all year round, and hardly gets involved in political affairs, so naturally [you] would not know, but when the current emperor was still a prince, it was actually quite depressing.”

When he saw Song Rong’s puzzled expression, the advisor let out an involuntary laugh and patiently explained, “The Right Minister openly suppressed him while the Left Minister secretly plotted against him. All the orders that came from the East Palace were ignored. Back then, the emperor did not have such a straightforward and decisive aura…”

[T/N: The East Palace is the crown prince’s residence.]

Song Rong’s heart moved slightly and he spread out the edict to look over it again. The imperial seal was impressed so deeply upon the edict that it nearly seeped through to the back of the silk.

“Wangye, look, this edict seems ordinary, but in fact, every step of the way is intertwined. It might not appear to be coercive, but the emperor has already blocked the Right Minister’s every escape route. Regardless of how the Right Minister tries to defend himself, or what decision the imperial court comes to, the Right Minister cannot come out of this completely unscathed.”

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The advisor folded his sleeves and leaned over to explain it carefully for Song Rong. He could not help sighing lightly with relief. “Although this is just an imperial edict, it already shows the beginnings of a wise emperor. He will finally be able to sweep away the decline of the late emperor’s final years and revive the majesty of the empire.”

Song Rong looked upon the gratification in the advisor’s eyes and his eyes narrowed. A premonition that sent vague chills through his body sprouted up in his heart.

Lu Li was even wearing iron chains and heavy shackles. When the medical officer was treating his injuries, Song Rong could see that Lu Li’s wrists were red and swollen, and the skin was rubbed raw by the metal shackles. Compared to the wounds left by swords and arrows, this sight made his heart ache the most.

Lu Li wore the cold shackles bestowed by the emperor, he bored the stigma of being a heinous and treacherous official, and he was about to be put into a prison cart and paraded through the streets to be humiliated in every which way…

However, Lu Li still protected the young emperor with an unquestionable attitude, and he even used his already injured body to block an arrow for the emperor.

Beneath Lu Li’s cold gaze, could he also be holding the same look of gratification as the advisor? Why would he treasure and hold close the imperial edict that condemned him so thoroughly?

“Why did he suppress the emperor?”

The regent’s voice was a little hoarse which startled the advisor.

“What is wangye saying?”

“I’m not good at court affairs, and I don’t understand disputes in the officialdom, but I can still understand tactics like winning over the emperor’s favor and gathering powerful influences for oneself.”

Song Rong got up, and walked slowly to the window. The cold night wind poured in along the cracks within the windowsill, chilling him to the heart.

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