The servants in the mansion were all extremely anxious.
"Where's the imperial physician? I asked you to call him earlier, why hasn't he come yet?"
"Maybe he has started to leave. He should be at the palace gate now."
Xiao Yanli on this side had red marks all over his body from scratching himself, while Xiao Chuji on the other side was vomiting and having diarrhea, his lips were chapped, and he looked like he was hanging on by a thread.
When the imperial physician saw this, he gasped.
He hurried forward and after asking them where they were going today, his hand holding the needle was trembling slightly.
"Your Highness, could it be..."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Xiao Yanli interrupted him harshly while grabbing at him: "Father doesn't have these symptoms. Hiss... Besides, Jiang Zhiyu has also seen him..."
He scratched non-stop, "Don't worry about that for now, find a way to relieve my itch!"
Seeing that he was about to scratch himself to the point of bleeding, the imperial physician quickly asked someone to find some herbal medicine to apply to him, but even after applying it, the effect was minimal.
The same thing happened to Xiao Chuji on the other side. No matter how many methods the imperial physician tried, there was no effect. It was not until dawn that he was able to barely control the disease.
What happened that night naturally could not be concealed. In the eyes of others, it seemed as the imperial physician worried, that the emperor had been infected.
For a moment, everyone felt insecure.
He was even more convinced that the emperor was seriously ill.
In everyone's mind, the emperor who was lying 'weakly' on the dragon bed was currently in a bustling teahouse, listening to a storyteller telling the anecdotes between Prince Yu and Prince Nan Gu.
In the storyteller's version, the first person to come to Tianqi was not Alzaha, but Erzhu Huaji.
It's just that Malzahar got there first.
The storyteller danced with joy: "Erzhu Huaji wanted to fight, but Malzaha knew her identity as a woman. If it were revealed, it would be a capital crime!"
Emperor: “Puff——”
"What did he say? Erzhu Huaji, a woman?!"
Jiang Zhiyu looked at him with disdain: "What a fuss! It's just a secondary creation."
emperor:"???"
I know every word, so why can’t I understand when they are put together?
Walking out of the teahouse, the street was bustling with people. The emperor walked and stopped along the way with great interest. It took him a long time to finally arrive under the Drunken Moon Cage.
Banzhuang had already noticed Jiang Zhiyu and walked to the door to greet her with a smile: "Miss Jiang, are you still the same today?"
Jiang Zhiyu nodded.
"Who is this?"
Banzhuang's gaze fell on the emperor standing beside her. The emperor was wearing a human skin mask and had a very ordinary appearance, but his overall aura could not be concealed.
You can tell at first glance that he is not an ordinary person.
The half-made-up look became more inquiring.
Jiang Zhiyu coughed lightly and said, "In this line of work, being too curious is not a good thing."
Banzhuang's breathing hitched, and her eyes shifted quickly: "Miss, you're right. This is the first time I've seen you bring someone here, so I'm a little surprised. Please come in, both of you."
Jiang Zhiyu looked at the emperor who seemed to be indifferent to their conversation and sneered.
[Within half a cup of tea, this matter will reach Xiao Yanli's ears.]
But he certainly doesn't care right now.
【whee. 】
emperor:"……"
As he walked along, looking at the luxurious decorations in the building and the court officials and nobles he saw in just a few glances, the emperor pursed his lips.
His eyes were complicated, and I didn't know what he was thinking.
Even after entering the private room, his brows did not relax.
In his own opinion, he did not favor one over the other among his sons.
As long as they have the ability, he will let them do whatever they want. Of course, the premise of this statement is that he is willing to abdicate.
No emperor in his prime would like to see that he has a son who can compete with him.
He took a deep breath and said casually, "This Drunken Moon Cage has a very good environment. No wonder it attracts so many people. The person behind this must not be underestimated."
Jiang Zhiyu echoed him: "Yes, it should not be underestimated."
[This is the male protagonist. How can he compete for the position without some strength? ]
[This Drunken Moon Cage will be very useful in the future.]
The emperor pricked up his ears.
[I remember that it was two tribes from Mobei who came together to attack. There were no generals left in the imperial court, and the emperor was dying. Xiao Yanli feigned surrender and lured everyone into the city. He then tricked several generals and brave soldiers into the Drunken Moon Cage and used homemade gunpowder to blow it up. No one inside was spared.]
The emperor was stunned.
The other two tribes in Mobei are joining forces to attack? The Oirat is already in ruins, so there is no need to worry.
That is Junggar and Heshuo.
It seems that we need to send more people to investigate next.
While the emperor was lost in thought, several women in gauze clothes pushed the door open and surrounded Jiang Zhiyu.
Playing piano and music, stringed instruments, singing and dancing, this whole process fills the air with a hazy atmosphere.
As the emperor drank, he watched Jiang Zhiyu, like a playboy, lift the head of the woman in his arms and ask, "Do you want to come with me?"
emperor:"……"
I've often seen young men redeem these women, but this is the first time I've seen a young lady redeem them.
What does she want with these people?
Go back to being a maid?
There must be quite a few attendants in the Grand Tutor's Mansion, right?
Compared to the emperor's doubts, the women nodded hurriedly.
Jiang Zhiyu chuckled, picked three out of the five, and asked the remaining two to go and call Banzhuang.
Banzhuang came over quickly, and as soon as she entered the room, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Miss Jiang, you're taking people away again. You've almost taken away half of my cage's worth of people in the past few days since you came here..."
emperor:"???"
"Keep it simple. Just tell me how much it is."
[You're just saying this to raise the price. In front of me, a bargaining expert, these are all empty words.]
Banzhuang sighed lightly, then quickly and skillfully moved the abacus handed to her by the woman next to her.
"These are all new women who just came in. You'll get five hundred taels for each, and fifteen hundred for three. Miss Jiang, please don't say too much to me today. Last time, I let you take three away for three hundred taels, and I was scolded for several days."
Banzhuang sighed softly, her eyes pitiful: "Miss Jiang feels pity for them, and she feels sorry for them. She also feels sorry for me, look at me."
She reached up and lifted her sleeve, revealing the whip marks clearly: "It's all because of last time."
Jiang Zhiyu stood up, picked up her arm and looked at it carefully: "How pitiful, this red mark..."
There was a hint of pride in Banzhuang's eyes.
“It took quite a while to draw.”
Half makeup: “!!!”
She pulled her arm back and said, "Miss, what are you talking about? What's the point of painting? This is a real blow to me..."
"Your wound will still fade?"
Jiang Zhiyu didn't seem to be using any strength, but she held the half-made-up hand tightly, and with the other hand, she showed her the rouge on the fingertips.
Half makeup: "..."
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