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Chapter 31: Imprisonment Someone impeached Princess Yongkang for forming a clique...
A villa in the suburbs of Beijing?!
Min Shian turned her wrist, and the cold dagger was pressed against Song Sheng's neck. She looked fierce and gritted her teeth, "Song Sheng, good job."
Blood slid down his skin onto his shirt, but Song Sheng seemed oblivious to the pain. He raised his arm and lightly pushed Min Shian's arm away with his index finger, saying, "This is just a thank-you gift to His Highness."
Min Shian put away the dagger, sat back down, and said nothing more with a cold face.
The origins of Xie Zhuangyi and Wen Liu have been discovered, so it is reasonable that the villa outside the capital is controlled by Song Sheng. I just don’t know what happened to the maids in charge of guarding the gate.
As if he could see what Min Shian was thinking, Song Sheng continued slowly, "Your Highness's people are all safe and sound now, but if Your Highness still can't make a decision within a day."
He paused, stood up, and walked out. As he passed by Min Shian, he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Everyone, leave no one behind."
Min Shian clenched his fists, wishing he could burn Song Sheng's study to ashes. This guy was really scheming.
She stayed there for a moment and quickly rushed to her villa in the suburbs of Beijing.
The villa looked no different from usual from the outside, so Min Shian didn't dare to be careless. She pushed the door open with force and quickly stepped aside.
A sword beam passed by Min Shian's eyes with a sound of breaking through the air, and Min Shian's hair and clothes fluttered. Song Chen paused, and after seeing who was coming, he immediately put away his sword and saluted.
He knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and apologized, "Your Highness, I am honored to meet you. I deserve death for disturbing you."
Min Shian raised his chin slightly and said, "Get up. Has your master told me if I can go in?"
Song Chen didn't stand up after hearing this, but instead lowered his head even lower. He hesitated for a moment and said, "The master has ordered that no one is allowed to enter."
"No one is allowed to enter!" Min Shi'an gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Tell Song Yanxuan that I will do whatever he wants."
After she said that, she didn't care about Song Chen's reaction. She snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the plain carriage behind her.
Chuntao held the reins with one hand and leaned outward. Min Shian grabbed her outstretched hand and used the force to step onto the carriage.
"Walk."
Min Shian closed his eyes, sighed and said, "Go back to the princess's mansion."
Although Wen Liu and Xie Zhuangyi were being monitored by Song Sheng, she was not worried because one held an important position and the other came from the Xie family.
Song Chen was here in the villa, and she didn't smell any blood just now. She felt relieved after seeing it in person. After all, since Song Sheng had taken action, she would probably have to stay somewhere for a while.
After returning to the princess's mansion, Min Shi'an began to prepare for the follow-up matters. She frowned and thought for a moment, then picked up a pen and wrote a letter to Tutor Zhang and Xie Zhuangwan respectively.
A quarter of an hour later, she sealed the two pages of the letter separately, clenched the pen in her hand, hesitated for a while, and finally put the pen away.
Tinglan is pregnant, so we can't trouble her with this matter anymore.
Min Shian called Chuntao in loudly, handed her the letter, and instructed her, "After the incident, you can give the letter to the Queen Mother and the teacher."
Chuntao nodded in agreement, lit some calming incense for her, and then quietly left.
By now Song Sheng must have sent people to keep a close eye on her movements. In order to ensure the safety of the people in the villa outside Beijing, she didn't dare to meet anyone for the time being.
Song Sheng could ignore what others said, but as long as he still cared about his reputation, he had to take the Grand Tutor into consideration.
As for who the Grand Tutor would favor, Min Shian curled his lips into a smile and fell asleep as he sniffed the soothing aroma lingering around his nose.
The next morning.
After washing up, Min Shian took Chuntao to the back garden to appreciate the flowers.
The garden is full of flowers competing with each other in beauty, indicating the vitality of early spring after the winter snow. It is pleasing to the eye at first glance, but it will inevitably become a bit boring after looking at it for a long time.
She pointed casually with her slender finger and said with little interest, "Chun Tao, move that camellia to my room later."
"Yes, Master."
At this moment, a maid came quickly and whispered, "Your Highness, Linglong requests an audience."
Min Shian frowned slightly. Yu Linglong must have come because she had news about Tuberose, but Song Sheng...
She didn't think for too long, and made a decision in an instant. She said calmly, "Please invite Linglong to the main hall. I will be there shortly."
Yu Linglong often came to the princess's mansion and had no connection with the previous dynasty. To Song Sheng, she should be a harmless person and it would be no harm to meet her.
Yu Linglong was in the main hall, swinging her pigtails with both hands, waiting for Min Shian obediently. As soon as he saw her, he immediately jumped off the couch and skipped to her.
Min Shian smiled and touched her head, half-seriously and half-jokingly scolding her softly: "Slow down, what if you get hurt?"
"I know, I know!" Yu Linglong followed beside her, made a face at her, and responded in a drawling tone.
After Min Shian sat down, Yu Linglong poured her a cup of tea and then sat down again.
"After my sister left yesterday, I went to ask Mother." Yu Linglong folded her arms and quickly continued, "Tuber-Blooming Fragrant has been established in the Western Regions for a hundred years."
"At that time, its influence had already spread throughout the Western Regions, and even some members of the Western Regions' royal family were assassinated. But twenty years ago, for unknown reasons, the tuberose mysteriously disappeared overnight."
"There's not a single trace of tuberose anywhere in the entire Western Regions."
Yu Linglong paused, as if lost in recollection. After a moment, she continued, "It was only later that my mother found out that the tuberose had already spread to Dajin Cangzhou and had formed a considerable scale."
After she said that, she blinked her eyes, held her cheeks with her hands, raised her pink lips, and her face was full of the three big words "Praise me quickly".
Min Shian was immersed in her narration of the past, but she chuckled at this and praised her, "Linglong is really great! She helped me a lot!"
Yu Linglong nodded with satisfaction, the corners of her mouth unable to help but rise.
Twenty years ago.
Min Shian was thinking about the events in the Western Regions in recent years, but she was still young and knew more about the old stories in Beijing and the martial arts world.
A blank and numb face suddenly flashed before her eyes. It seemed that the solitary heroine Lan Mingyue had only become famous twenty years ago.
"Royal sister!"
Her thoughts were interrupted by Min Duanxiang's shouting. She and Yu Linglong looked outside at the same time and saw Min Duanxiang's clear eyes and silly smile.
Yu Linglong clenched her fists and rushed out suddenly, her body as fast as lightning. With a scream, half of Min Duanxiang's face swelled up.
Yu Linglong grabbed Min Duanxiang's ear, turned around with a playful smile, and said goodbye to her: "Sister, see you tomorrow!"
Min Shian smiled as she watched the two playful figures leave until they completely disappeared. The smile in her eyes faded, and she sighed softly, muttering, "I'm afraid I won't see you tomorrow, Linglong."
As if to respond to what she said, Xia Mei hurried to the princess's mansion with Xie Zhuangwan's oral instructions.
"An'er, don't worry."
After Min Shian saluted, he looked at the sweaty Xia Mei and asked, "Is that all Mother said?"
Xia Mei nodded, bowed and said, "Yes, Your Highness. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."
In an instant, Min Shi'an figured out the reason for Xie Zhuangwan's oral instructions. It must be that Song Yanxuan had started to take action.
As she expected, Chun Tao quickly stated the news she had found out in a deep voice:
Min Shian listened with a normal expression, as if the person who was about to be imprisoned and faced trial was not her.
At the morning court, Song Sheng presented the memorial he had initially drafted, saying, "Your Majesty, I have a memorial."
All the officials pricked up their ears at the same time. This recorder of the imperial court held the government in his hands. He had always been a man who would either keep his report secret or shock others when he did.
Emperor Tianchong's expression relaxed a little. He looked at Song Sheng with interest and said slowly, "Song Aiqing, please speak."
"Someone has filed a memorial accusing Princess Yongkang of forming a clique for personal gain."
A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and all officials were in an uproar.
Emperor Tian Chong was stunned for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "How dare you!"
The hall fell silent for a moment. Seeing this, Song Sheng bowed and said, "This is a serious matter. I hope Your Majesty will make a decision soon."
The final decision was—Min Shian chuckled softly, looked at the prison guard who was bending over and bowing his head in front of him, and said calmly: "Why bother pretending like that? I will go with you."
Upon hearing this, the two leading jailers stepped forward with the shackles and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Min Shian was taken to the carriage. She leaned against the wall and secretly thought that Song Yanxuan still had some conscience and knew to prepare a carriage for her instead of parading her through the streets.
She obediently entered the imperial prison. When she passed by Lan Mingyue, Min Shian looked up and found that she was with her head down, already dying.
The jailer tied her to a wooden stake, and then they looked at each other in distress for a long time, not knowing what to do.
"What are you standing there for?!"
Song Chen was standing behind the two of them and suddenly scared them.
When the two saw that it was Song Chen, they apologized with bitter faces and immediately left. They were just small jailers and did not want to risk their lives by interrogating the princess.
Song Chen's face was stern, a long whip in hand, and he asked in a businesslike manner, "What is your relationship with Xie Zhuangyi, the Minister of Rites?"
"What's the relationship? Isn't it all up to the Recorder of the Secretariat?" Min Shian continued nonchalantly, "It's really easy to find a pretext to accuse someone."
"I said—"
"hiss!"
Min Shian lowered her eyes and watched the clothes on her abdomen being instantly soaked with blood. Waves of stabbing pain continued to irritate her nerves.
"I hope Your Highness will cooperate." Song Chen's voice became a little vague.
Min Shian closed his eyes and said nothing.
Song Yanxuan!
Anger surged in her heart, her fingertips clenched her cuffs, and she gritted her teeth as Song Chen's whip swung on her.
A quarter of an hour later, Min Shian lowered her head. She could sense that Song Chen's men had left some room for maneuver. Although the wounds on her body looked horrifying, they were only superficial injuries and did not damage the root cause.
But this did not stop her from wanting to kill Song Sheng immediately.
Song Chen held a basin of salt water in his hand, hesitating whether to throw it over. Seeing this, Min Shian twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Why? You've already had the flu, what else do you need a basin of salt water?"
"Your Highness..."
Song Chen took a step forward, veins popping out on the back of his hand. Just as he closed his eyes and was about to grit his teeth and splash salt water, a hand pressed down on his shoulder. Song Chen looked back and was stunned.
"master?!"