Between letting her misunderstand and explaining, the emperor chose the former.
After sending Jiang Zhiyu away, the emperor summoned several of his most trusted ministers into the palace and informed them of the matter.
The king and his ministers discussed it together.
Some ministers originally felt that with Prince Yu returning to the capital and the envoys from Nan Gu about to visit, it was a turbulent time. Now that the prime minister was to be replaced, it was inevitable that those with ulterior motives would have other ideas.
But the emperor had made up his mind, so after some discussion and persuasion, the matter of deposing the prime minister was set in stone.
The next day when he went to court, the emperor asked Fuping to read the imperial edict in front of all the civil and military officials.
Jiang Zhaorong was also demoted from prime minister to cabinet scholar.
When receiving the imperial edict, Jiang Zhaorong's hands trembled violently. Although he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, the throbbing veins on his forehead still exposed him.
After the court session, he ignored everyone and left in anger.
However, the situation in the court did not become turbulent because of this. Jiang Zhaorong was cautious in his actions and never mentioned the matter of his factions to anyone else except Marquis Anle.
Everyone also regarded him as a member of the pure faction, who only respected the emperor and did not support other princes.
But the so-called clean stream and party members are all just busy with their own business.
Most court officials were only concerned with protecting themselves.
Jiang Zhaorong was very angry after returning home. There was no one in the house and the old lady was bedridden. For a while, except for Jiang Zhaorong, Taohong was the most respected person in the entire mansion.
Taohong's eyes were full of pride.
When she heard that Jiang Zhaorong had returned, she stood up to greet him. But before she could say anything, she was frightened back by Jiang Zhaorong's expression.
Jiang Zhaorong walked straight past her, entered the room and started smashing things, the sound of breaking things was endless.
Jiang Zhiyu! Xu Youran!
Jiang Zhaorong's face turned pale and his hands kept moving.
What a cruel person!
He cursed inwardly.
Jiang Zhaorong was certain that Jiang Zhiyu had contributed to the emperor's attack on him.
After raising him for more than ten years, he has become my enemy.
They are father and daughter, with the closest blood relationship, but now, her heart is turning to help outsiders!
Since they are so heartless, don't blame yourself for not remembering our friendship.
Jiang Zhaorong's eyes were dark.
Taohong was frightened by his behavior and stood dumbfounded in front of the door, supported by her maid.
It was not until Jiang Zhaorong finally stopped that Taohong cautiously and tentatively moved forward.
"Prime Minister, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"
The veins on Jiang Zhaorong's forehead jumped again.
He knew Taohong didn't know about his demotion, but he still couldn't help but vent his anger: "You were the one who drugged her back then."
Taohong's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but look up at Jiang Zhaorong. Seeing his cold eyes, she felt all the hairs on her body tremble.
"I don't want to hear lies," Jiang Zhaorong said before Taohong started to speak, "Since I asked, I'll definitely check it out."
Taohong pursed her lips and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the knife hanging over Taohong's head seemed to be getting closer and closer. Just when Jiang Zhaorong was getting impatient, Taohong finally spoke: "Yes."
She choked up and said, "I have admired the Prime Minister for a long time, but at that time, the Prime Minister only had his wife in his heart. It was not easy for me to wait until the Prime Minister was a little gentle to me, and then I became obsessed with it and resorted to this despicable method."
Two lines of clear tears slowly fell from her eyes, making her look particularly pitiful.
"But this servant is not asking for anything. This servant just admires and loves you, Lord."
Jiang Zhaorong looked at her coldly without saying a word.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was Taohong's soft sobbing. After a long time, Jiang Zhaorong slowly stood up and raised his foot to leave.
Taohong panicked for a moment when she didn't hear Jiang Zhaorong speak, and hurriedly tried to pull his clothes. Jiang Zhaorong was furious and forgot that Taohong was pregnant, so he kicked her.
Although he only kicked Taohong on the shoulder, he used all his strength. Taohong immediately cried out "Ouch" and fell to the ground, curled up in unbearable abdominal pain.
The maid's pupils shrank suddenly, and she pointed at her, her voice trembling: "Blood! There is blood, Lord Prime Minister!"
Jiang Zhaorong was also stunned, but when he reacted, he quickly picked up Taohong and put her on the bed, yelling at the maid: "What are you standing there for? Go get a doctor!"
…
"And then?" Jiang Zhiyu supported his head with his hands, eating a rose pastry in his mouth, and listened to Jiang Sulan.
"The doctor went in time, and the baby was saved. However, Taohong was not yet full-term, and the baby cried very softly when it was born. The doctor said that she might be a sickly child in the future."
Jiang Sulan sighed, "I'm afraid the old lady is dying. I heard she's vomiting black blood. Jiang Zhaorong has to take care of both, saying he's too busy to handle everything, so he simply asked His Majesty for leave."
Jiang Zhiyu nodded.
[Based on the drug's effectiveness, it shouldn't be this fast. Jiang Zhaorong must have increased the dosage.]
[Judging from the rate she's going, the old lady probably won't live long.]
Jiang Sulan: “!!!”
Who increased the dosage?
She stared at Jiang Zhiyu with her eyes wide open, and the pastry in her hand fell back onto the plate without her holding it firmly.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhiyu looked puzzled.
[We were talking peacefully, but suddenly he looked like he'd seen a ghost.]
Jiang Sulan: “…”
This is much more exciting than seeing a ghost.
Sure enough, a few days later, news came that the old lady had passed away. The emperor waved his hand and approved Jiang Zhaorong for a few months of leave.
This went on for several days, and the ministers became more obedient due to the sudden dismissal of the prime minister, and there were fewer quarrels in the court.
It's like the calm before the storm.
In the Cining Palace, Song Shiwei was moved when he heard the news of the old lady's death.
Because the empress dowager uses incense day and night, she has now become extremely dependent on Song Shiwei's incense.
Although I still couldn't fall asleep peacefully, at least I could close my eyes for two hours.
Her attitude towards Song Shiwei was no longer as cold as it was at the beginning.
"Empress Dowager, I want to go back to your house." Song Shiwei knelt on the ground, her eyes were slightly swollen and her eye sockets were red. It was obvious that she had been crying for a long time.
"My grandmother passed away, and I want to go back and see her."
The Queen Mother nodded: "Good girl, it's my duty." She waved her hand, and Shuang Ning stepped forward and handed her the purse.
Song Shiwei held the bulging purse and asked doubtfully, "Empress Dowager..."
"These are just some gifts from my family. Take them. You haven't been home for a while. If you have any difficulties, you can use these to help me."
Song Shiwei looked flattered, her lips trembling slightly. She put the purse aside and bowed to the empress dowager.
"Okay, let's go."
The Queen Mother chuckled, and her expression changed when she saw Song Shiwei's figure disappear outside the palace.
"How is Qiu Yi?" she asked in a flat voice.
"Your Majesty," Shuang Ning bowed and continued, "I'm much better now. I can continue to serve you tomorrow."
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