Chapter 211: Demoted to Prince
This was the first time Qu Ling stepped into the princess's mansion as the master.
Everything in the past is still vivid in my mind.
From a poor legitimate daughter who was banished to Jiangzhou, she gradually became the princess deeply favored by the emperor today.
The Dingxiang Marquis Mansion was reduced to ashes, and all the people who died at her hands in the previous life, except Qu Lianzhi, were also dead.
As for Qu Lianzhi, Qu Ling gave her a better place to go.
When she has some free time, it's time to go meet this sister.
She moved into Yuhuayuan, where her aunt had lived before.
The winding water flows around the corridor, and the lotus fills the pond.
The prince's palace next to the princess's palace has been connected and merged together, making the entire princess's palace astonishingly large.
"Princess, I've only explored a small part of the mansion today," Guanqi said. "It's really...vast."
There are only a few of them, living in such a big princess mansion.
"The guards we brought from the Marquis' Mansion are not enough," Su Shang also came to report, "The Princess's Mansion is too big, so we have to transfer more guards."
Otherwise, you won’t even know someone has sneaked in.
"How many people can come in?" Qu Ling asked.
Su Shang pondered, "Thousands of people will definitely be no problem."
"Great," Qu Ling was very happy, "I can be a powerful princess for once."
She wanted to be just like her aunt had been.
He established a government and set up official offices, and was treated like a prince.
That night, she instructed Guanqi, "Prince Yi made a fool of himself at today's Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony. Find a few people with sharp pens to write storybooks, excerpts, and songs. Those who write well can come to my princess's mansion to seek a job."
She wanted to make Prince Yi famous throughout the world.
After Guan Qi agreed, Qu Ling's eyes fell on the gold-embossed post on the table.
Prince Yi must hate her so much at this moment that he wants to kill her.
After a few days, Guanqi came with a lot of storybooks, songs, and opera excerpts.
Qu Ling read them one by one and felt that the capital city was really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there were many talented people.
She picked out some that stood out, "Don't forget the teahouses, restaurants, opera troupes, and the street singers under the overpass."
A storm blew through the capital, and even the children on the street were singing songs about Prince Yi's misbehavior.
Immediately afterwards, Prince Yi’s Mansion took action.
He sent his men to smash up several teahouses and restaurants, and ordered no one to discuss the matter again.
Qu Ling gave money to the shopkeepers in private.
He then sent a message to Jiang Yanzheng, "Is the Censorate just going to sit back and do nothing?"
Of course the Censorate has to take care of it.
Prince Canyi's memorials flew to the emperor's desk like snowflakes.
The emperor specially summoned Prince Jian into the palace.
Old Prince Jian claimed to be ill and refused to go, so the emperor sent imperial physicians and imperial guards to carry him to the Council Hall in a sedan chair.
"Ah, I am in a difficult situation, but Prince Yi really shouldn't be so petty. As the saying goes, a prime minister's stomach can hold a boat. He is a prince, ah."
Old Prince Jian almost fainted from anger. "Your Majesty, please do whatever you want with me."
Thus, Prince Yi became Prince Yi.
When delivering the decree, the young eunuch added, "Your Majesty is considerate of our relationship, but Old Prince Jian refuses to agree and insists on demoting you as a warning."
The newly crowned Prince Yi smashed vases, tore up calligraphy and paintings, and even scolded his favorite concubine Feng for several days in a row.
"If I don't kill Qu Ling and Zhao Yuanrong, I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"
Prince Yi was furious.
All this started with that bowl of tea in the East Palace.
When Prince Yi closed his eyes, he looked disgraceful at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.
His depression and regret often woke him up in the middle of the night, and he took his anger out on Concubine Feng.
"It's all the princess's fault for suggesting that people smash someone's shop, and the censor caught her." Concubine Feng was trying to shift the blame elsewhere.
Prince Yi, contrary to his usual behavior, did not blame the princess.
In the past, he hated his father the most for marrying him to a sour and Confucian daughter, who was of no use to him.
He is not good at reading people's expressions and does not know how to make friends.
After Zhao Chongli returned from Jiangnan, he changed his mind.
Those pedantic literati hated to see a female emperor on the throne the most. His Yue family could finally play a role.
"The princess at least can think of something, what about you?" Prince Yi said angrily.
Concubine Feng was startled and flattered, "I previously sent a letter in the name of the princess to invite Qu Ling to come to the mansion. Now that the letter has been sent, if she comes, Your Majesty will just go all out."
"Beating up a few people is nothing. Killing Qu Ling is the real way to vent my anger."
"I just don't know if she dares to come to the palace again," Concubine Feng sighed, wanting to say something to please Prince Yi. "She has offended the prince, and now she's probably hiding in the princess's palace, not daring to go out."
"She will definitely come," Prince Yi laughed sinisterly. "That bitch is so vicious, how could she miss the opportunity to see me in such a state of despair?"
It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t come. He will conserve his energy and kill with one blow next time.
This series of attacks were all directed at him.
Zhao Yuanrong was scared.
He conspired with Qu Ling to try to ruin his reputation and make him lose the chance to compete for the throne.
Prince Yi was very disdainful.
Women are women.
All I know is these convoluted calculations.
What's the use?
A hero is not judged by his origin.
People who do great things don't care about small details.
"As for Chongren's marriage, what about the girl from the Wang family that I mentioned to you?" asked Prince Yi.
"Your Majesty, I've inquired and learned that the prodigal son of the Wang family owes a lot of gambling debts. Moreover, after Qu Ling sold the property of the Dingxiang Marquis Mansion, the You family's business cut off half of the Wang family's business."
What Concubine Feng really wanted to say was that Zhao Chongren was a son of a royal family, so how could he marry a merchant girl?
But she didn't dare say that.
Then he said cryptically, "The prince's marriage has not yet been decided."
"I have my own plans for the Crown Prince's marriage," Prince Yi's eyes gleamed, "but the money of these merchants is also important."
He asked, "How are the weapons I asked your father to make?"
"Don't worry, Your Highness. The first batch of weapons is already ready in the cave outside the city."
Very good, it’s a good opportunity to use Qu Ling to test the blade.
Prince Yi pinched her chin and said, "Your father asked me for a lot of money."
Concubine Feng laughed dryly, "Imprisoning weapons is a serious crime. My father spent a lot of money to buy iron ore."
"Are you wronged that Chongren married the daughter of a merchant family?"
"No grievance."
Prince Yi then let her go. "Since the Wang family can't do it, then go ask the You family. Otherwise, your father will have to pay for the money to make the weapons."
Concubine Feng looked at his back as he walked away, feeling sad.
Once you get on this boat, there is no way out.
She suddenly remembered that when she met the princess in the backyard yesterday, the princess took the initiative to talk to her. "Do you think the princess will come to the palace for the banquet?"
"That princess is a fearless person."
Concubine Feng felt an inexplicable chill.
She had never met Qu Ling before, but the princess had seen her at Guoqing Temple.
Will Qu Ling come to the banquet?
For some reason, Concubine Feng didn't want her to come.
Qu Ling naturally had to go.
She chose a day with a gentle breeze and not so hot to go to Prince Yi's Mansion.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
