My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 1040 - 1011: Dragging the Ming Royal Mansion onto the Pirate Ship

Chapter 1040: Chapter 1011: Dragging the Ming Royal Mansion onto the Pirate Ship

Ming Yu didn’t expect Qin Liuxi to come this time to pair him up with that flamboyant flower-wearing man to catch an evil ghost, his wide eyes almost popped out.

"Why should I pair up with him? Pairing up with a woman is less tiring, but he has to be a real woman!" This effeminate guy must be a gay?

"Aren’t you a ghost soldier? Assisting Impermanence in catching runaway ghosts is the most normal thing to do?" Qin Liuxi said, "Besides, you’re a registered ghost soldier. Not working and lazing around in the Ming Royal Mansion, what does that count for? You’ve been lazy enough!"

Ming Yu said, "I can go wherever I want, right? Do you, the Heavenly Master of the human world, have to boss me around?"

"Lingering in the mortal world is not a good thing, especially when you’re a registered ghost soldier. Not doing work yet occupying a position—this is eating without working!" Qin Liuxi looked at him, "I’m not trying to control you, just letting you know, I have connections in the Ghost Realm!"

So be careful, or I’ll sabotage you.

Ming Yu: "!"

Whoa!

You have connections, you’re impressive, okay? I won’t mess with you!

"Where’s that evil ghost? Let’s hurry up and find it." Ming Yu dragged Wei Xie away, his annoyed and disdainful voice carried by the wind: "I’m warning you, stop pulling! I only like real women!"

Seeing the two ghosts leave, Qin Liuxi turned and spoke with Ming Wang.

Ming Wang held a cup of tea and said, "Temple master visiting this time isn’t just to invite our old ancestor to work, right?"

Qin Liuxi cut straight to the point and asked, "What is the Prince’s opinion of the current Crown Prince?"

Ming Wang’s elderly eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance: "The Crown Prince? Why does the temple master ask this?"

"Hmm, do you think he can accomplish great deeds and become a Bright Monarch?"

Ming Wang’s eyes wavered, he chuckled and asked, "The Crown Prince appointed by the Saint naturally has exceptional attributes. Whether he can shoulder great responsibilities, the court has many capable ministers, and the Saint is still healthy, certainly capable of teaching the Crown Prince how to be a Bright Monarch."

Qin Liuxi lowered her head, sipping the tea, what a sly old fox!

Ming Wang eyed her, "Has the temple master met the Crown Prince? Does the current Crown Prince not impress you?"

"Have not met." Qin Liuxi said flatly, "It’s just that now with the snow disaster, I hear that in the court, every Crown Prince and Prince remain silent like chickens, none daring to volunteer as the imperial envoy for disaster relief!"

"To think the temple master, someone outside of the government, would care about court matters." Ming Wang raised an eyebrow.

Qin Liuxi smiled lightly, "Should I tell you I care because I plan to incite rebellion?"

Poof.

Ming Wang sprayed out a mouthful of tea, his eyes widening as he looked at her: "What did you say?"

Rebellion?

He quickly glanced outside, seeing no one, he lowered his voice: "Did you drink today? Speaking drunken nonsense."

"Nothing of the sort, just saying hypothetically."

Ming Wang turned green, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll report this to the Saint?"

Saying such a thing as rebelling, believe it or not, if he reports to the Saint, the Qingping Temple might as well be leveled!

"Do you have evidence?" Qin Liuxi smirked, "Don’t spread rumors, I’m an outsider, how could I rebel?"

Ming Wang: "..."

You said it yourself earlier, how come, are you both the god and the ghost?

Ming Wang glared at her, "You’re teasing this old man."

"I wouldn’t dare. Just wanted to ask, if such a thing happens, would the Ming Family take a side?"

Ming Wang’s breathing got irregular, "The Ming Family has always been Royalists, regardless of who is the Emperor. Besides, my whole family, they’re all old, weak, and young, living off the blessings left by our ancestors."

"So that means no matter who becomes Emperor, you’ll support them."

This seems to make sense.

But she’s saying this, does she really plan to incite rebellion? Who would she choose, as an outsider, how could a Daoist have such rebellious thoughts?

"Really, do you really want to rebel?" Ming Wang couldn’t help but ask again, his voice barely audible.

Qin Liuxi said, "Not necessarily, it’s just that the Emperor Star is about to fall, I want to support someone to rise."

This is the fight for the imperial throne again.

Ming Wang got curious, "Who?"

Who is the unlucky one she’s targeting?

Fighting for the throne is a bloody affair, standing atop a pile of bones to reach the supreme throne, the process is fraught with danger, one misstep leads to the extermination of nine tribes.

"Does the Prince want to join the fray?"

Ming Wang picked up the tea and sipped, "Try this tea, it’s top-notch Da Hong Pao, I only have half a pound."

Haha, the sly old fox has become a clever old man.

Qin Liuxi said, "One dynasty’s emperor brings another era’s courtiers, Prince is an old man halfway into the coffin, no need to think about future ambitions. The Young Master is fifteen this year, right? I think his heart condition has improved, having children shouldn’t be an issue now. I heard that there’s an Earl in the capital, originally quite prominent, but through generations, without any standout talents, even ancestral blessings have been squandered, the family has fallen, only empty titles with empty pockets, I heard they share the same clothes to attend different events."

Ming Wang: "..."

Why does this Da Hong Pao taste a bit bitter today?

Qin Liuxi saw him look over, took a sip of tea, "This tea is indeed good, I wonder if, in several decades, when I come back to ask for tea, I’ll still find good stuff."

Surely, that girl is casting shade on the Ming Royal Mansion.

Ming Wang said, "You know my grandson has a heart condition, not suitable for strenuous efforts, can’t handle major events, might even mess things up, that wouldn’t be ideal."

"The saying goes that a gentleman doesn’t stand under a precarious wall, why would the Young Master have to personally fight? The old subordinates of the Ming Royal Mansion still look up to your family."

Ming Wang’s eyes flashed sharply, "The temple master’s insight into political affairs does not lose to ordinary men!"

"I’m not knowledgeable, just trying to put together a shabby group," Qin Liuxi said, "Such prosperity doesn’t remain unchanged for a century, requires generations to manage, right?"

"So who is it?"

Qin Liuxi smiled slightly, "Whoever becomes the imperial envoy for disaster relief is the one. You don’t need to do anything now, just know where the Ming Royal Mansion stands when the time comes."

Ming Wang was stunned.

He drank the tea down to the bottom, "Can I know how the temple master, an outsider, got involved in all this? Isn’t the temple master also looking to be that one above ten thousand as the State Preceptor?"

This latter part was pointed and somewhat icy.

Qin Liuxi wasn’t angry, looking at the tea soup, her voice clear, "Because there will be chaos in this world, and I cannot let it be chaotic, nor let it become a sacrifice for some old demon to offer to heaven."

Ming Wang’s pupils shook, what does this mean?

Qin Liuxi smiled at him, "So, Old Prince, let’s make something big, like the grand event of Nuwa mending the sky."