Chapter 8 — He Wants To Use Me To Hide A Secret

Xuan Dao is still chirping about the rumors outside. It is said that the Ta family is now tightly closed and has become a rat running through the streets, everyone curses. It is said that the Queen went on a rampage in the palace, breaking countless rare treasures. I listened quietly. In my heart. Not even half the joy. We know, this is just the first step. His Majesty's handling, at first glance, seems harsh, but has not touched the fundamentals of Ta Hanh and Khuong Chieu. Demotion, detention, fines and benefits. For the Ta family, a family that holds military power and deep roots, these punishments are like scratching an itch. As long as the war in the North reappears, Ta Hanh can be used again at any time. As long as Khuong Chieu is still Queen, she will always have the opportunity to turn the tide. Their hatred for me will only deepen. When they regain their power, they will definitely use crazier and more secretive methods to take revenge on me and the Tham family. I can't sit around waiting to die. We must trample them to death before they can turn around. I lifted the blanket and tried to get out of bed.

"Miss, where are you going? The doctor told you to rest!"

Xuan Dao quickly ran to help me.

"Help me to the study room."

My voice was still very weak, but my eyes were extremely determined.

"I want to write a letter."

Xuan Dao couldn't shake me, he could only help me step by step to the study room. I sat down in front of the desk, spread out the paper, and picked up the pen. My hands are still shaking, the handwriting is crooked. But I don't care. What I want to write is not a letter. It's a talisman that demands life. The first letter was written to his father. In the letter, I only wrote eight words.

"Northern Inspector, check military supplies records."

The Ta family guards the North all year round, military power in hand. Military supplies and food are their biggest lifeblood, and are also the places where problems are most likely to occur. In his previous life, the reason Ta Hanh was finally able to escort the Queen to break the siege was thanks to a team of elite private soldiers that he secretly nurtured. Where did the money and food to support that private army come from? Surely it was due to mutilation and embezzlement from military supply records in the North. Normally, no one dares to investigate this matter. But right now, Ta Hanh has been demoted and the Ta family is also losing power, which is the best opportunity. All I need is for my father to join forces with the royal historians of Do Sat Vien, in the name of "reorganizing military discipline and inspecting old records" to present a petition. Your Majesty, in order to continue weakening the Ta family, and also in order to regain military power, most will agree. Just investigate and you will definitely find the problem. At that time, it will no longer be a sin of unjust conduct. That would be a serious crime of embezzling military provisions and shaking the nation's foundation. That crime alone is enough to put the Ta family into a state of eternal disobedience. After writing the letter to my father, I immediately wrote the second letter. This letter is not written to anyone. Here is a list. On the list are each name that we recorded based on the memories of our previous lives. They are all small officials, not many people pay attention to in the court. Some people are the secretaries who manage the treasures of the Ministry of Home Affairs, some people are the Chiefs in charge of checking the military equipment of the Ministry of Defense, and some people are the Clerks. Manage records of Dai Ly temple. At first glance, they are all low-ranking officials. But all of them have accidentally come into contact with the unexposed secrets of the Ta family or the Khuong family. In their previous lives, some of them, because they knew too much, quietly "fell ill and passed away" or "died unexpectedly". The remaining people, after the collapse of the Ta family, were all pushed out as witnesses to the crime. In this life, we must find them first. We don't need them to do anything right now. I just need my father to send someone to secretly "protect" them well. Let them live. So that the scraps of evidence in their hands can be safe and sound, waiting for the day when they need to be used. Those were the second, third, and fourth poison arrows that I shot towards Ta Hanh and Khuong Chieu. After writing those two letters, I had almost exhausted all my energy. I gave the letter to Xuan Dao and told her to immediately bring it to her father. Having done all that, I can truly breathe a sigh of relief. Outside the window, it was gradually getting dark. I looked at the swaying candle, my eyes cold. Ta Hanh, Khuong Chieu. In my previous life, you guys left my house broken and my body broken. In this life, I will let you taste... Life is not as good as death. The game... Just started. For the next half month, I was always in the palace recuperating.