Chapter 34 The Prince's Failed Rebellion

Zhang Xiaojia was sitting in the carriage. Why did she return to Beijing?

She looked at the emperor, her eldest cousin, who had a serious expression on his face. The carriage was moving slowly under the strict protection of the guards and secret guards. Although they formed an encirclement, they deliberately kept a distance to ensure the safety of the emperor. The maids followed closely behind the encirclement, following carefully.

Judging from the situation, the emperor obviously has something to say.

Zhang Xiaojia stayed in the imperial farm for only a month, but she would return to the palace every seven days to visit her mother, the imperial concubine and the empress. However, this time, because of a few words from her eldest cousin, she left He Fei and agreed to stay in the capital for a few days.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at her cousin and asked doubtfully, "Cousin, what on earth do you have that requires me to go back to Beijing to handle?"

The emperor seemed hesitant, but finally spoke: "My young uncle will arrive in Beijing tomorrow. The memorial mentioned a three-year agreement."

Zhang Xiaojia looked at his cousin with fear in his eyes.

When Zhang Xiaojia heard this, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

She clearly remembered that the late emperor left behind two brothers, one was the youngest uncle appointed as the Fujian Pacifier, and the other was the second uncle appointed as the patriarch of the royal family.

The young emperor's uncle was not destined to be emperor because he was born with white hair. His mother was originally his fiancée, but later entered the harem due to a series of changes.

Four years ago, the previous emperor passed away. Although my cousin was the crown prince, he was almost killed by the fourth prince.

At that time, the original owner took the message from his mother to seek support from the young uncle, and finally got his full support.

Zhang Xiaojia's mind was flooded with memories. She clearly remembered that they had agreed that after three years, her mother would pretend to be dead and go find her young uncle...

The emperor's words interrupted her thoughts again: "Four years ago, when the Queen Mother asked you to go find the young uncle, what did she say?"

Zhang Xiaojia looked at the emperor with a flickering look in his eyes, and replied vaguely, "I wonder what the emperor thinks about widows remarrying?"

Upon hearing this, the emperor suddenly crushed the cup in his hand, turning it into powder. He roared in a low voice, "You pig-brained fool! If you had told me earlier, I would have poisoned him long ago. He wouldn't have had the chance to return to the capital!"

Zhang Xiaojia also seemed a little frustrated. "My mother and my mother won't let me say anything. So will my young uncle return to Fujian to serve as the pacification envoy this time?"

"He said he is old and wants to enjoy his retirement and return to his hometown." The emperor sighed.

"Actually, this is a good idea. It's also a good choice for my mother to remarry." Zhang Xiaojia said in a low voice.

"Believe it or not, I will beat you with a stick! It was you who said it in the beginning, now you go and solve it!" the emperor said angrily.

Zhang Xiaojia lowered her head, her expression showing no emotion, but she exuded sadness. The corners of her eyes turned red. She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath.

"Brother, why did the late emperor marry my mother? I don't believe you don't know.

The Queen Mother's family controlled an army of 500,000 in the northwest, and the late Emperor planned to marry the Queen Mother after the death of the late Empress.

Not only did he marry her, he also killed my mother's family and basically wiped out the entire clan.

Before the late emperor died, he actually left a will wanting to abolish your position as crown prince, and poisoned you into a coma. He wanted to make the son of the virtuous concubine the successor, and wanted the queen mother and the concubine to be buried alive with him. He also banished He Fei and me to Qiongzhou.

If it weren't for my mother taking the lead in leading the Jiang family army to force the eldest princess to support us and to seek support from the eldest uncle, we would probably have been killed by the son of the virtuous concubine.

You are our backbone. What should we do when you are unconscious? How can I do such a thing as to destroy the bridge after crossing it? My mother is only 35 years old. Do I really want her to guard me for the rest of her life?

Every time Zhang Xiaojia travels through time and space, she accepts the original owner's feelings and regrets, or some emotions, and she can always understand the original owner's

If there is something unfinished, even if it is not a task, she will try her best to complete it.

Zhang Xiaojia will treat the original owner's parents as his own parents and be filial to them

Zhang Xiaojia will also care about the people that the original owner cares about.

Zhang Xiaojia strives to repay those who have done favors to the original owner.

Zhang Xiaojia works hard to take revenge on those who have grudges against the original owner.

She will also realize the original owner's dream

The original owner of this body had deep feelings for his aunt, cousin, and mother.

She has the memories of the original owner. She hated the late emperor. The late emperor doted on her aunt and gave her the title of Concubine Chen, making her aunt always think that the late emperor loved her. Little did she know that the late emperor was using her aunt as a shield. The person the late emperor really loved was Concubine Xian, and he wanted Concubine Xian's son to succeed to the throne. When her aunt learned that the late emperor wanted her to be buried alive and to poison her eldest cousin, she collapsed, and in the end it was her aunt who poisoned the late emperor.

Four years ago, the original owner really wanted his mother to pretend to be dead and be with the little uncle.

It was something the original owner had not completed in his previous life, and became one of the few regrets of the original owner.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor held his forehead and sighed, "How can this be so easy?"

Zhang Xiaojia cried bitterly: "Daddy, please help mother."

The emperor looked at Zhang Xiaojia's red eyes and his heart softened: "Let me think about it again."

Then the Emperor continued, "In your dream, how did your mother die? And what happened to your young uncle?"

Zhang Xiaojia burst into tears again. "Six years later, Japanese pirates attacked, and the young emperor's uncle died on the battlefield. You controlled the harem and prevented anyone from telling the Queen Mother the news. Later, the eldest princess accidentally revealed it, and the Queen Mother committed suicide by taking poison."

"Has the Japanese pirate rebellion been quelled?" the emperor asked with a frown.

Zhang Xiaojia glared at him and choked up as he said, "In my dream, it was the Third Prince who turned the tide and killed all the Japanese pirates. He even reached the island and killed the Emperor. In the end, the island became our territory."

The emperor frowned upon hearing this and kept turning the ring on his finger.

Zhang Xiaojia couldn't control her tears and cried non-stop.

Seeing this, the Emperor grew increasingly distraught. "Can you make a drug to fake my death? And it's impossible for my mother to die suddenly, be seriously ill for some time, and deceive the entire Imperial Hospital. How can a son marry his legal mother? If the historians find out, I'm afraid I'll be infamous forever."

Zhang Xiaojia sobbed and tried to calm herself down. She knew the seriousness of the problem.

She thought for a moment, then said, "I can think of a way to fake the death potion, but the process of a serious illness requires careful planning. We can first have the Queen Mother pretend to be sick, then slowly let the condition worsen, and then find an opportunity for the Imperial Hospital to misdiagnose her. As for marrying off the legitimate mother, we can say that the Queen Mother died of illness, and then secretly arrange for her to reunite with the young uncle. As long as we do it secretly, the historians won't know."

When the emperor heard this, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that doing so was extremely risky, but when he thought of the historians and censors, and then of what He Fei said, he knew that his own throne was stable and that he would at most be scolded, so he made up his mind.

He nodded and said to Zhang Xiaojia, "Okay, you will take care of the medicine and my mother's serious illness. But you must remember to keep it secret and leave no evidence. After the medicine is prepared, I will handle the rest. You must not interfere. Otherwise, if the censors and historians find out, I will probably put the blame on you. I absolutely do not want to leave a bad name in the history books."

Zhang Xiaojia was stunned after hearing this, and then asked: "Cousin, will you save my life?"

The emperor nodded and said, "Of course."

Zhang Xiaojia looked indifferent. Apart from life and death, nothing else mattered to her. As long as she didn't die, she didn't care about anything else.

The emperor's deep voice rang out, "If Xiao Fei and you hadn't been an accident, I would have made you follow the example of the Third Princess and directly keep a lover. Men are inherently bad, they don't cherish what they have. What else can I do if the Queen Mother is wronged? The Queen Mother is now the most noble woman in the Great Zhou, and you are still so stubborn."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia looked at the emperor with admiration, and said, "The emperor is so right!!!"

When they arrived in the capital, the emperor became annoyed when he saw Zhang Xiaojia and kicked her out of the car.

After Zhang Xiaojia got off the car, he kept muttering to himself.

"Lin'an~"

Zhang Xiaojia turned around and saw Zhou Panni. She walked over to her, took her arm, and said, "Let's go have a drink."

Zhang Xiaojia thought about it for a moment and decided it was okay, but then he said, "You didn't cause any trouble, did you?"

Zhou Panni said proudly, "My consort father had a mistress nineteen years ago, and he actually had a daughter left, so he came here to find me."

Zhang Xiaojia sighed and said, "Why hasn't the Grand Princess divorced her husband yet?"

Zhou Panni thought for a moment and said, "I guess my son-in-law looks like Pan An."

Arriving at the largest restaurant in the capital, the shopkeeper saw Zhang Xiaojia and put down the customer. She ran over and said respectfully, "County Master, what are the old rules?"

The shopkeeper personally took them to the Tianzi box on the third floor.

"Just serve the restaurant's signature dishes," said Zhang Xiaojia.

Zhou Panni entered the box, looked around, and twitched her lips. "Isn't this box too big?"

Zhang Xiaojia said casually, "The Tianzi private room only occupies half of the third floor. Remember, you are not allowed to enter Room 1. It belongs to my eldest cousin."

Zhang Xiaojia casually glanced down at the first floor and saw Qin Xiao and Qing An. Her eyes narrowed. These two bastards were told to plant winter wheat on her farm, yet they dared to hang around here. Are they looking for a beating?

Zhang Xiaojia waved her finger and said to the waiter, "Go and call the eldest sons of Duke Qin and Duke Qing up to me."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Zhou Panni blinked at her and said, "Did you really ask them to plant winter wheat for you?"

Zhang Xiaojia raised an eyebrow and asked, "How did you know?"

"Who among the dandies in the capital doesn't know this? Duke Qin and Duke Qing have already announced that if they don't do their job well, they won't be allowed to go home. If they dare to disobey your orders, their legs will be broken." Zhou Panni explained with a smile.

“Isn’t that disobedience?”

Zhou Panni suddenly whispered, "The eldest daughter of the Marquis of Wenchang is now a widow and has returned to the capital and is staying at the Marquis of Wenchang's mansion."

"I'll come back soon..."

Zhang Xiaojia suddenly stopped talking.

Wen Miaoyin~

He Fei’s previous owner’s white moonlight, in his previous life, He Fei had no feelings for Wen Miaoyin, let alone in this life?

It's true that I feel a little bit uncomfortable.

There were noises coming from outside the door, and the waiter opened the door. Zhang Xiaojia turned around and took a look, his mouth twitching. There was a group of children from noble families, who had no inheritance rights, but were the favorites and lifeblood of their ancestors.

Zhang Xiaojia looked at Qin Xiao and Qing'an and said coldly, "Shouldn't you two be working at the prince's farm instead of having fun here?"

Qing'an quickly said, "Princess Lin'an, we came to the capital only after completing the work you gave us. Can't you punish us?"

Zhang Xiaojia sipped his tea and sneered, "I remember I said to inspect once a day, morning and evening. Did you do it?"

Qin Xiao interjected, "Inspection? We've called the servant to inspect."

Zhang Xiaojia slammed the teacup heavily on the table, with a cold face and no words.

Zhou Panni knew Zhang Xiaojia well and knew this was an opportunity for them. She tried to smooth things over by saying, "Qin Xiao, Xiao An, you two are ungrateful. The princess asked you to work for the prince, so how did you do it? If you didn't do it yourselves, who would get the credit? How about your servant?"

Some people were not happy with Zhang Xiaojia's behavior. She smiled and said, "The Princess of Lin'an has a bad temper. What kind of merit can farming bring? It's just rough work like farming, and servants can do it. You deliberately asked the young masters of the Duke's Mansion to do such work. Aren't you humiliating them?"

Zhang Xiaojia was so surprised that she forgot to be angry. This woman is so bold. I wonder if she will cry when she works in the fields.

She has always been the leader of this group of playboys. Whenever she is unhappy, makes a face, or throws a tantrum, they will definitely apologize the next day and do what she orders. It has been like this since they were young.

No one ever dared to contradict her. After all, she knew who to offend and who not to offend.

Behind every naughty child there is a naughty parent. Her naughty parent is the king and they are the subjects.

"Agriculture is the foundation of the world and the basis of people's livelihood." Zhang Xiaojia said slowly, "Why, in your eyes, farmers are inferior and cannot compare to the noble daughter of a marquis?"

"In the second year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the First Emperor planted wheat in the imperial gardens and personally led the harvest, including Emperor Cheng. He said to the Crown Prince and the others, 'This wheat will be used for offerings to the ancestral temple, so I personally participate in the planting and harvesting. I also want you to understand the hardships of farming.' Furthermore, every early spring, during the plowing ceremony, each emperor personally held a plow and plowed the fields to encourage farming. Do you think your status is more noble than yours?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. Who would dare to acknowledge such disrespectful words? This group of playboys quickly ran behind Zhang Xiaojia.

She cried and said, "I didn't mean that. I didn't. Don't blame me. I just can't stand you."

"Tsk~ What qualifications do you have to look down on this county lady?

The people are the foundation of the nation, and food is the very foundation of their lives! Emperors personally tilled the fields, and empresses gathered mulberry leaves for offering to the ancestral temples and making sacrificial garments. Their purpose was to set an example for the people of the land, encouraging them to consider farming and sericulture as fundamental. Why? Because agriculture provides food and clothing, the foundation of survival, and the primary prerequisite for all productive activities.

If there were no farmers working hard in the fields, no shepherds raising livestock carefully, no fishermen rowing boats to catch fish, and no silkworm girls picking mulberry leaves and raising silkworms, where would the food on your plate and the clothes on your body come from?

Without these most basic survival supplies, how could an army defend the borders and protect the country? How could craftsmen create various daily necessities? How could merchants transport goods between the north and the south?

Besides, how could someone as ignorant as you be talking nonsense here?!"