Chapter 225 Idea
Qu Ling ordered his men to bring out the divorce decree granted by the emperor, and also to bring out the dowry list.
"Your Majesty has granted a divorce to Prince Yi and Madam Nian. According to the rules, the palace must return the dowry."
"Since we've agreed that today is the deadline, even though the prince has passed away, this account cannot be written off. Let the person in charge of the palace come out and return the dowry."
The steward stepped forward tremblingly and said, "In the past, Concubine Feng was the steward."
Qu Ling's eyes were like torches as he scanned the crowd. He asked in a deep voice, "Where are the people?"
The steward wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Last night, the concubine ordered the servants to take care of the funeral. This morning, she said she was not feeling well. I think she is resting in her room."
"Go and invite him."
Not long after, the servants came running back in a panic, "The concubine is missing, the second young master is missing, and even the gold and silver jewelry in the concubine's room are gone!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone started to talk and discuss, "Did he run away?"
Qu Ling had a meaningful smile on his face. "In that case, let the accountant come and settle the accounts. Not a penny less than what is due to the princess."
This was the second time she had done this in such a short period of time, and she was very familiar with it.
The steward was already sweating profusely at this moment.
He never imagined that the once mighty royal palace now had no one who could make the decision.
Instead, he, a servant, was left to face the princess.
Some members of the royal family wanted to speak out in opposition, but they were all shocked by Qu Ling's swift and decisive actions just now.
No one dared to be the first to speak up here. They swallowed the words that were on the tip of their tongues and could only remain silent.
After much deliberation, the manager decided to go find Zhao Chongli.
When I opened the door, I saw Zhao Chongli lying on the bed, dying.
The steward quickly recounted what happened outside.
"Sir, what should we do now?"
Zhao Chongli pounded the bed fiercely, his blood boiling, and blurted out, "Qu Ling, it's Qu Ling again! I swear I won't be a human being if I don't kill her!"
"Prince, be careful with your words."
The steward wanted to step forward and cover his mouth.
Don’t bring disaster to the palace.
Zhao Chongli raised his head with difficulty, anger surging in his chest.
Then he remembered what the steward said, "You said Concubine Feng ran away?"
The steward nodded.
Zhao Chongli couldn't believe his ears. The concubine who was once favored by his father would actually abandon everything and run away at this time.
It's ridiculous.
He couldn't believe that his uncle, who was usually arrogant and domineering, was actually so subdued by Qu Ling.
"Is my mother here? Does she know I'm injured?"
Zhao Chongli cares more about this than all those messy things.
He invited his uncle over, so my mother should know that she was wrong.
It’s better that my father is dead.
He is the new prince, and he will be able to show off his power even more in the future.
Concubine Feng and that idiot Zhao Chongren were sensible enough to run away.
As long as mother changes her mind, Prince Yi's Mansion will be even more prosperous than before.
In Zhao Chongli's expectant eyes, the manager nodded.
Zhao Chongli's eyes suddenly lit up, but then they darkened again. He smashed the medicine bowl beside the bed and asked, "Why didn't she come to see me?"
Do I have to invite her myself?
The steward hesitated, sighed, and whispered, "Madam Wang... Nian said that the concubine will take care of you, and she has no relationship with the palace anymore."
These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhao Chongli's heart hard.
He was stunned.
He always thought that his mother was just angry and that she would calm down eventually.
It turns out that when I was ten years old, what my mother said, "You are no longer my son," was the truth.
Mom really doesn't want him anymore.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and Zhao Chongli immediately fainted.
Upon seeing this, the steward slapped his thigh anxiously and hurriedly ordered the servants to take good care of the prince.
He could no longer rely on the prince, so he could only go to the accountant.
Soon, more and more people came to the palace to pay their respects.
Those who come here don’t leave. They find a suitable position and prepare to see what happens next.
Jiang Yanzheng in the crowd looked at Qu Ling with a complicated expression.
She sat in front of Prince Yi's coffin, feeling relaxed and at ease.
At this moment, he was talking to Chi Yuan next to him.
Jiang Yanzheng looked away dejectedly.
The table was already set, and the accountant nervously took out the account book under the gaze of everyone.
"Your Highness, this... this is indeed not enough to pay the dowry."
The accountant had a sad face.
"With such a huge palace, is it possible that they have to rely on the princess's dowry to survive?" Qu Ling said with a half-smile.
The officials and clan members who were watching the fun were also shocked.
"Yes, it was once a prince's mansion, how come it is so poor?"
Imperial Censor Zhang Jing also came.
He was born into a military family, but he had an elegant temperament.
"Can I see the account book?"
The accountant quickly presented it with both hands.
Zhang Jing flipped through several books from the past six months, and his brow gradually became serious.
He bowed to Qu Ling and said, "Princess, these account books record not only the expenses of the palace, but also the crimes of Prince Yi."
He revealed them one by one in full view of the public.
He embezzled the princess's dowry, recruited soldiers, bribed officials, etc.
As he spoke, many people felt secretly worried that the dynasty was about to be in turmoil again.
The officials of the Censorate, headed by Zhang Jing, each took several stacks of account books and left.
It won’t do if you don’t have enough money to pay off the debt.
Qu Ling had an idea. "Except for the palace, which is granted by the emperor and cannot be touched, take everything else to the palace gate and sell it. The money we get from the sales will be used to supplement Madam Nian's income."
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