TBTAMN Chapter 134

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 4) Chapter 134(5)

“But how they treated Yun’er…”

Qiao Xu blushed and sat back down in her chair, her fists clenched, her resentment finding no outlet.

“They failed in this matter, but they will probably come up with even more despicable means in the future. You should send more people to protect your brother and make sure that such a thing never happens again.”

Qiao Qingquan waved her hand at Qiao Xu. She disdained to use such underhanded methods. After she collected evidence of Zuo Zhongyou’s collusion with the Third and Fourth Princesses, she would hand it over to the Emperor, who would then punish that old hag.

Qiao Qingquan is the current Left Prime Minister. She has been a member of the royalist party since the late emperor was alive. After the late emperor passed away, she handed over the throne to the current emperor, the then Ninth Princess Shangguan Jin.

As a veteran official, Qiao Qingquan was wholeheartedly devoted to assisting the new emperor and dared not have any disloyal intentions.

However, Zuo Zhongyou, as the Right Chancellor, opposes Qiao Qingquan at every turn, simply because Qiao Qingquan has witnesses who testify that she colluded with the Third and Fourth Princesses. If it weren’t for the lack of physical evidence, Zuo Zhongyou’s position as Right Chancellor would probably have ended long ago.

“Yes. But… Mother, it’s probably not safe for the person we saved to stay in the manor. Zuo Zhongyou dared to attack Yun’er, so he’s probably desperate and ready to openly oppose us.”

The person Qiao Xu mentioned, whom they had saved, was the very person Zuo Zhongyou had wanted to kill. That person knew many things about Zuo Zhongyou and the Third and Fourth Princesses, so Zuo Zhongyou naturally couldn’t let her live.

However, by a twist of fate, the man was not destined to die and was saved by Qiao Qingquan, who was out on business.

It’s unclear how Zuo Zhongyou learned of this matter, but she has repeatedly sent people to secretly investigate the Qiao family. Now she has even set her sights on Qiao Yun, the eldest son of the Qiao family. She probably wants to ruin his reputation to force Qiao Qingquan to turn against her, so that she can take the opportunity to find out about the witness.

Qiao Qingquan’s deep eyes flickered. No matter what, this person cannot die. Zuo Zhongyou, Shangguan Xuan, and Shangguan Yu’s matter still needs her testimony!

Now, the only person who can protect her is probably the current regent.

Qiao Qingquan whispered something in Qiao Xu’s ear, and Qiao Yun looked at him with utmost respect before leaving the Qiao residence and disappearing without a trace.

Nan Jun watched Qiao Yun step into the Qiao residence before hurriedly leaving. Just as she entered the dilapidated temple, several young beggars approached with broken bowls.

“That official was really generous today. He gave us sisters more than a dozen copper coins. That’s enough for us to have a good meal.”

The little beggars were laughing and talking loudly when they stopped in front of Nan Jun.

“Hey! Why did you come back empty-handed today, lady? Considering you shared a bun with us yesterday, I’ll give you a steamed bun today too!”

As she spoke, a woman put her arm around Nan Jun’s shoulder and led her toward the city.

“Then I thank you very much, sisters…”

Nan Jun pretended to be happy.

“Just as the lord predicted, we followed Shangguan Yu’s men to Wenxiang Pavilion. Those Northern Ming people have been living there for quite some time.”

Nan Jun’s eyes narrowed, and she pursed her lips, saying, “Now that they have made contact, I’m afraid the Northern Ming people will be returning to their country in a few days. Inform Sui Feng that he must obtain evidence of Shangguan Yu’s collusion with the Northern Ming within three days.”

“Yes.”

The fish have taken the bait, and their task is almost complete.

“A notification arrives like a shadow: three drunken women appeared at the entrance of the dilapidated temple last night, their bodies tainted with the fragrance of Drunken Butterfly. I do not wish for them to live to see tomorrow’s sun.”

Although she knew her mission was nearing completion and she would soon be able to personally eliminate those who wanted to bully Qiao Yun, she couldn’t wait a moment longer. She couldn’t sleep soundly until they were dead.

“Yes.”

“Whoosh…”

A red signal flare flew up at the foot of the mountain, and Nan Jun and the others all looked in that direction.

“My lord, it seems the Regent wants you to return!” someone said in a low voice, their tone filled with barely suppressed excitement.

“I’ve been away for almost half a year, it’s time to go back…”

Nan Jun’s lips curled up, and Qiao Yun’s rosy little face appeared before her eyes again.

Nan Jun was originally the only daughter of Regent Nan Yi, a noble lady of the Nan family. However, due to her extraordinary physique, she had been learning martial arts from the former master of the Dark Pavilion since childhood and had suffered a lot.

As a result, Nan Jun rarely went home when she was young, and she always disliked seeing people when she grew up. People in the capital only knew that Her Highness the Regent had a daughter, but very few people had actually seen her. There were even rumors that the Regent’s daughter died young, which was why she could not see people.

The Regent was angry with Nan Jun for a long time because of this. She blamed her for not coming home often, and for hiding in the palace every day and not liking to go out. Even when she was in the mansion, she never received guests, which made everyone think that her daughter had died long ago!

Last year, the late emperor passed away, and his will appointed Nan Yi as regent to assist the new emperor in ascending the throne. Her daughter, Nan Jun, also inherited her master’s secret society and became its leader, secretly protecting the new emperor’s safety.

However, before the external threats were completely eliminated, several older princesses began to covet the throne. Some even colluded with the Northern Ming, inviting trouble into the country. It was then that Regent Nan Yi ordered her daughter to personally lead a team to investigate secretly.

However, the princesses were cunning and treacherous. Nan Jun and her sisters from the Dark Pavilion had been disguised as beggars for half a year before she finally caught them red-handed.

At this moment, Nan Jun had to be thankful that very few people in the capital had seen her or knew about her dual identity. This allowed her to use the guise of a beggar to find out the lair where the Third and Fourth Princesses colluded with the Northern Ming.

Who would have thought that the collusion between the two countries was actually disguised through male prostitutes in brothels? They really don’t discriminate between the familiar and the unfamiliar!

The women beside Nan Jun were also moved to tears. As the emperor’s secret guards, they had to cover themselves in foul odor every day in order to investigate those pieces of evidence. They had to be mindful of others’ moods, sometimes going hungry and sometimes being beaten for half a steamed bun. All their skills were useless. It was so frustrating. Where could they go to seek justice?

“My sisters have worked hard. If this matter is successful, you will all be meritorious. I will personally petition the Emperor and Her Highness the Regent for your commendation.”

“Thank you, my lord.”

For them, seeking credit is a small matter; being able to take a hot shower and have a good meal is the real deal.

However, although they had a rough time in the past six months, Nan Jun had not been without gains; at least she had won people’s hearts.

Outsiders may not know that the Regent’s daughter, Nan Jun, is the leader of the Dark Pavilion, but those within the Dark Pavilion all know her identity.

If a master of such high status can share hardships with them, what more could they ask for?

Nan Jun was secretly relieved that she had arrived at just the right time, at least she wouldn’t have to continue being a beggar.

Not to mention that others found them repulsive, even she herself couldn’t stand the smell on her body.

People are all in a hurry, and no one noticed that several young beggars in the dilapidated temple outside the city had suddenly disappeared. After all, what do beggars’ lives mean to those people?