Chapter 565 Is there only one year left to live?
As soon as she finished speaking, a young woman beside her yawned heartlessly.
"Why bother with them, mother?"
"Anyway, we are back to Beijing this time to explore the way for my uncle."
The young woman did not shy away, "The southern province is already well-equipped. If that bastard imperial teacher can usurp the throne of my father, my uncle can also usurp his. If he dares to meddle in our affairs, I'm afraid he will die in the future without knowing how."
The late emperor Gu Changying frowned and interrupted her hurriedly.
"Enough, Qing'er! This is our family's major plan, don't announce it to others!" After his
daughter was a little embarrassed and stopped talking, Gu Changying squinted his eyes and stared at the housekeeper who came to greet him.
"You must keep what I just heard to yourself!"
As the empress of the late emperor, Gu Changying is already thirty-eight years old this year. Although she is beautiful, her face has shown signs of aging, which shows that she has been wandering for the past two years.
At first, when Mu Yihan and the old emperor died, they drove the late empress and the princess out of the palace.
The mother and daughter were like dogs that had lost their homes.
They could only return to their parents' home in Nan Province.
Fortunately, the Gu family is a large aristocratic family in Nan Province, and even if a little bit of it leaked out, it would be enough for Gu Changying and her daughter to live. But it was not a pleasant feeling to be a guest under someone else's roof
and forced to do things you were unwilling to do.
Gu Changying spent a lot of effort to find a way to make huge profits by selling opium cream, and at the same time, she also wanted to return to Beijing in glory.
But she didn't expect that just when she saw the big money, Mu Yihan actually issued a death order, cutting off her financial path.
Gu Changying took a deep breath and gritted her teeth.
"No matter whether my uncle and the others can succeed in the end, my mother and I can't live the humiliating life in the past. We must find a way to break this situation and continue to sell the cream!"
When the word "humiliation" was mentioned, Murong Jing's face flashed with discomfort.
She turned her face away, thought for a moment and snorted, "Mother, how about we send someone into the palace to do some manipulation and make Mu Yihan addicted to opium cream, then see how he still has the face to resist?"
Gu Changying decisively denied, "Foolish talk! The palace is his territory now, we don't have the ability to put our hands and feet under his nose, don't always have unrealistic ideas!"
At this time, the butler outside the carriage saw that his master was anxious, and couldn't help but help with ideas.
"Your Highness, we can't get into the palace, but we can get outside the palace." The housekeeper thought of something and replied quickly, "Why don't we take action against those close to him? When the news gets out, we can still give him a slap in the face."
Gu Changying hesitated, "But I remember, isn't he a lonely man?"
The housekeeper hurriedly handed over a book, "You don't know, he hasn't been alone for a long time. The national teacher has now recognized his own flesh and blood, and is particularly close to the Jiang family. I have written down all the people in the Jiang family and the families in the capital who have close contact with them in the book. Please take a look."
Gu Changying took it from the small wooden window, and just flipped through it for a few seconds, and her eyebrows instantly became sharp.
"What a lucky princess!" She pinched the window edge with her fingers.
"There was only one princess in Nanji, Jing'er. Now that Jing'er has been stripped of her title, the title of princess has fallen on the head of some wild chicken or dog who came from nowhere. Bah, let's see how long they can show off!"
With a "pop", Gu Changying closed the list.
"Okay!" She sneered with resentment in her eyes, "Since Mu Yihan is so proud of his child, I want to see if he is willing to punish the Jiang family members severely if they become addicted to opium cream!"
"The military camp is strict and we can't get in, but we will definitely find an opportunity in the Imperial College and the Charity Bureau. Go and find a way for me!" The woman squinted and shouted.
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After almost a day, something spread among the nobles in the capital.
"Hey, have you heard that the late emperor brought the eldest princess back to Beijing."
"Be careful with your words, there is no such thing as an eldest princess, she is now the commoner Murong Jing!"
At first, it was Elder Pei who first received a visit from Gu Changying, and he was so scared that he hurriedly closed the door of the mansion, fearing that he would be contaminated by this "remnant" left by the late emperor.
Afterwards, many officials and their wives followed suit.
They all avoided the mother and daughter.
Gu Changying and her daughter were so angry that they were particularly resentful and hated them for being fence-sitters.
On this day, Madam Wu came to the Jiang Mansion and brought little Siming to see his aunt, and wanted to ask Doctor Wu to take his pulse.
Xiao Nuobao had long noticed that Sima Ming's miracle was working, so she called Madam Zheng with a smile and asked her to prepare tea and snacks for the guests.
Madam Zheng didn't believe it at first. She
thought that the fat girl was making trouble again and was teasing her on purpose.
It was not until she heard the report from the servant in the outer courtyard that she was surprised, "Oh, young master, you are really my little ancestor. Whatever you say with your little mouth is true."
Xiao Nuobao was about to twist her butt in a boastful manner.
Li Qiqiao came over and patted her back, and said with a smile, "Okay, Madam Zheng, don't tease her. When I came here, I saw that Madam Wu looked unhappy. Maybe something bad happened. Let's not make trouble under her nose."
Xiao Nuobao tilted his head, wondering if Madam Wu had encountered troubles?
At this time, Madam Zheng came over quietly and whispered, "Young Master, you are so good at talking, why don't you help me check my life span?"
Little Nuobao only glanced at her, then stretched out his chubby paws, one made a five, the other made an eight, and his snow-white palms were still a little pink.
"What? Five... fifty-eight?"
Madam Zheng almost couldn't breathe.
She was almost fifty-seven this year, could it be that she only had one year left?
Oh my God, Madam Zheng roared in her heart, she wanted to borrow another five hundred years from heaven!
But Xiao Nuobao chuckled, and before she fainted, he quickly said in a milky voice, "Five is the number of turtles, and eight is the number of tortoises. It means that you can live as long as turtles and tortoises, and live to be a hundred years old!"
Madam Zheng was immediately revived.
"What, hahaha, is this true? Then I'll borrow your good words. If I really live to be a hundred years old, I will wash the quilts that you have wet on your bed!" Madam Zheng was very happy.
Xiao Nuobao was almost laughing out of his eyes and was running outside. But when he heard this, he was immediately discouraged.
Why did my grandma come up with the story about me wetting the bed last night, and she said it so loudly?
She is four and a half years old, doesn’t she want to lose face?
As soon as Mrs. Feng and Mrs. Wu came from the corridor, they saw the little chubby girl with her hands on her hips and her little mouth pouted so high that she could even hang an oil bottle.
Mrs. Wu threw Si Ming to the wet nurse and hurriedly came over to hug her, "Princess, why are you waiting here? It's so cold outside. Who made us angry?"
Xiao Nuobao couldn't sell his bedwetting deeds. , happened to smell the aroma of fried food brought by the servants of the Wu family, so he licked his little mouth and deliberately rubbed his belly to act coquettishly.
"Oh, Nuobao, why is your belly so flat? I haven't eaten enough at noon, but my mother cleared the table and said that I was fat and it wouldn't look good in a leather jacket, so I'm here to starve~"
Mrs. Wu laughed immediately He opened the door and carried her into the house.
"Our princess is not fat. I happened to bring some fried spring rolls and fried eggplant boxes that northerners love to eat. The princess will try them later."
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