"The carriage is too slow."
Li Yan's eyes were filled with heartache and worry. After a moment of contemplation, she ordered Dao Hong to ride ahead, "Go find Marquis Fuyu and make sure everyone's lives are saved!"
He did not say anything about saving the mine.
They were unfamiliar with the area, and if someone had plotted against them, the mine would be hard to save; it would be a blessing if their lives could be saved.
"yes--"
Dao Hong accepted the order and immediately rode his horse to the mine!
Jiang Jiaojiao buried her face in Ayan's arms, her voice low and choked with sobs, "Why won't you let us go?"
They are the way of Heaven.
Why do I always give her a blow when she's happy to change her fate?
It's like a red thread of fate, pulling her back to the ending of her past life after she tries to break free time and time again.
How innocent are my uncles and cousins?
How innocent are the people living at the bottom of the mine?
She remembered that it was not long after she became a ghost when a large group of ragged ghosts suddenly appeared. It was said that a mine had suddenly collapsed, killing and injuring countless people.
The news reached Kyoto several months later. It was said to be a natural disaster, caused by the disobedience of the prefectural governor of the county where the mine was located, who had angered the heavens and sent down divine punishment.
Public opinion is a fearsome thing.
The emperor sent an imperial envoy to investigate, and the filial impiety and disobedience were indeed true. As a result, the prefect and his entire family were dismissed from their posts and exiled.
Could it be... this mining disaster in Shu County?
Jiang Jiaojiao's heart tightened, and her face was filled with horror. The dream that her ancestors warned her about was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one!
Li Yan held Jiang Jiaojiao's icy hand tightly, kissing her long hair. His gentle eyes concealed an unyielding chill that could kill anyone who stood in his way.
at the same time.
The prefect's office received a letter delivered by fast horse from the capital. Upon unfolding it, he sat up abruptly, slammed his hand on the desk, and burst into laughter, "Good! Good! Good!"
Is there any great joy in the capital?
The old steward, who had brought in the letter, asked with a smile.
Prefect Mei waved his hand dismissively, making no attempt to hide his joy, "His Highness Prince Jing has been promoted to Crown Prince!"
"What?"
The emperor exclaimed in surprise, then overjoyed, "This is a joyous occasion! This old servant will immediately have fireworks and firecrackers prepared to celebrate properly!"
"no!"
Prefect Mei refused outright, saying, "The palace caught fire, the Imperial Concubine and her unborn child died, and His Majesty was also injured. It is not appropriate to make a fuss about this now."
"His Highness Prince Jing risked his life to rush into the fire and rescue His Majesty. After His Majesty awoke, upon hearing the news that Prince Chen was in grave danger, and then learning that Prince Fan and Prince An had been assassinated on their way back and were in critical condition, he fainted again."
"Before His Majesty fainted, he was moved by Prince Jing's filial piety and left an oral decree, appointing Prince Jing as Crown Prince and entrusting him with the administration of the court."
The butler stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded.
Such a major event has occurred in Kyoto?
Seeing the steward's expression, Magistrate Mei frowned slightly and gave instructions.
"Go down, don't make a sound. Go and call Guard Lin here, I have something to tell him to do."
The old steward snapped out of his daze and quickly replied, "Yes, sir, this old servant will go and fetch that rascal for you right away."
With that, he left respectfully.
Magistrate Mei glanced up at the old steward's back and wondered why the old steward seemed a bit strange today.
This is the old steward who watched him grow up since he was a child. His whole family is in the mansion. He's probably just being paranoid.
Guard Lin arrived quickly.
He bowed respectfully, "My lord."
Seeing that Lin, the guard, was as respectful and taciturn as ever, Magistrate Mei dispelled his suspicions and said with a smile, "You are just like your father. We have been together since childhood, so there is no need for such formalities."
"There is a distinction between master and servant; I dare not do that."
Lin, the guard, did not show the slightest pride or arrogance because of Magistrate Mei's words.
Magistrate Mei felt relieved, and his smile grew even brighter. "The people you arranged can get to work."
"yes."
Without the slightest hesitation, or even a superfluous glance, Guard Lin respectfully accepted the order and left, his back ramrod straight, showing no trace of wavering.
It's as if he wasn't going to kill anyone, but just going to the door to buy a pound of rice wine.
Magistrate Mei squinted his eyes. He liked the loyalty and taciturnity of the Lin family, unlike some people who, relying on their status as wet nurses and wet nurses, could not distinguish between master and servant and were arrogant and conceited.
The main hall of the imperial palace.
Prince Jing, dressed in the golden crown and magnificent robes of a crown prince, sat on his throne, looking down at the courtiers who were bowing in greeting. His chest was surging with emotion. He... had finally taken this position.
Indeed, the higher you stand, the farther you can see.
He looked up at the dragon throne on the higher steps.
In the future, he will stand taller and see further.
"If you have something to report, speak now; otherwise, the court may adjourn."
At Prince Jing's prompting, the eunuch called out.
Prime Minister Cui immediately stepped forward, "Your Highness, since His Majesty was injured and fainted, we old ministers have not been able to see him. We are truly worried. May we go and pay our respects to His Majesty?"
"The imperial physician advised that although Father's physical injuries have healed, his heart is deeply wounded and he needs to rest. If Prime Minister Cui has anything to report, you can tell me, and I will pass it on to Father."
Prince Jing sat upright, his smile as gentle as ever.
But Prime Minister Cui knew that the Prince Jing before him was no longer the Prince Jing of the past.
"Hehe, it's nothing important, it's just that this old minister is really worried about Your Majesty. I just wish to see you once, and then I'll be at ease."
Prime Minister Cui's smile didn't reach his eyes.
Prince Jing's smile remained unchanged. "Prime Minister Cui is very kind, but the Emperor has decreed that no one may be seen. I heard that my third brother has woken up? Did you hear him mention the identity of the assassin? How dare he assassinate a prince of the current dynasty! I will definitely find the assassin!"
"Ministry of Justice—"
"I order you to find the assassin within ten days!"
The Minister of Justice stepped forward, forcing a smile. "Your Highness, the assassin carried out the attack outside the capital, leaving no trace. Ten days... it's truly..."
"Hasn't Prince An woken up? With Prince An's help, I will also have the Dali Temple assist you. If you still can't find the assassin in ten days, then you are... incompetent!"
These words were spoken.
The Minister of Justice was so frightened that he immediately knelt down, secretly glanced at Prime Minister Cui, and reluctantly accepted the order, saying, "Yes, Your Majesty, I accept the order."
Prime Minister Cui's face turned ashen.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes. What a Prince Jing! He's only just ascended to the position of Crown Prince, and he already wants to interfere in the Ministry of Justice? With the assistance of the Court of Judicial Review? Everyone in the court knows that the newly appointed Minister of the Court of Judicial Review is his man!
Is this a plan to shut down the Ministry of Justice as well?
wild ambition!
If he were to ascend the dragon throne, where would the Cui family find a foothold in the imperial court?
Suppressing his anger, Cui Xiang smiled and said, "I heard that Brahma can also get up now. Why doesn't Your Highness ask Brahma for assistance? When the assassin came, Brahma stood in front of Prince An, so he should have seen it more clearly. As a Buddhist disciple, Brahma also has the power of prophecy. He will surely help Your Highness catch the assassin as soon as possible!"
Cui Xiang laughed like an old fox.
Trying to pin the blame for incompetence on the Ministry of Justice and Prince An? Dream on!
The smile on Prince Jing's lips froze slightly, and the Minister of Justice, the Minister of War, and other members of the Cui faction immediately echoed their agreement.
They didn't give Prince Jing a chance to refuse at all.
"Very well, I will assist Brahma together!"
Prince Jing's smile carried a hint of coldness. "You'd better not disappoint me!"
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