In order to better explain to the emperor in the memorial, Ji Wan ordered Yang Guan to secretly execute Feng Quan that night, along with the guards and palace maids who had wanted to report the news.
He also cast a silencing spell on all the young eunuchs in the mansion and gave them a lot of silver as hush money.
This is a very generous income for them, at least equivalent to a year's monthly salary.
Yang Guan suggested that all the palace maids and eunuchs who had escaped should be silenced completely, but Ji Wan rejected his suggestion one by one by shaking her head.
Those people were originally let go in order to ask my mother to help her plead for sympathy with the emperor. If they all died in my hands, it would be bad for my reputation and that of my mother if it got out.
Moreover, she felt at ease knowing that Yang Guan could use the spell to erase memories.
But none of that matters. The most important thing is that she needs to lie low for now, build up her power, and recruit talented people. No matter what era it is, a commander alone can never accomplish anything great.
"Let's leave it at that for now," Ji Wan instructed. "When will Jiang Jian come to deliver the memorial?"
"Governor Jiang sent someone to inform you before breakfast. The memorials and the tax ledgers for the past five years have already been delivered. However, Governor Jiang also plans to send the government affairs of Qingshi Prefecture to your Highness for your review. These things need to be sorted out slowly, which will probably take three days."
Ji Wan was quite impressed with Jiang Jian's ability to do things this time. He was indeed a veteran who had been immersed in officialdom for decades.
At present, it seems that there is no problem with Jiang Jian's ability, but I don't know what his character is like. If he is really as timid as his mother described him to be, then this person may need to be properly disciplined.
"Okay, tell Jiang Jian to collect the five-year trade revenue of Qingshizhou and the number of workshops in the three cities. He should bring back the results in three days."
Ji Wan gave up moving his numb right leg.
Congenital myasthenia gravis, accompanied by muscle atrophy, is difficult to cure even with advanced modern medical technology, let alone in ancient times when medical technology was not well developed.
Yesterday, Tuoba Feng mentioned a solution, which is that Ji Wan himself becomes an immortal cultivator, and when he reaches the Nascent Soul stage, his meridians can be reshaped.
This kind of problem can be cured without treatment, but Tuoba Feng said it easily, but it is too difficult to implement.
Generally, those who are capable of cultivating immortality can be detected from infancy.
If one is not detected as having the aptitude to become an immortal cultivator when he is young, he will probably remain a mortal his entire life.
"Your Highness... I don't understand," Yang Guan chose his words carefully, "Why would you take such a huge risk to protect a formation cultivator from another country? If the emperor knew about this, then..."
Ji Wan didn't answer the question directly. Instead, she thought about it and asked, "Do you know why Mother regained the emperor's favor last year?"
"Well... this is for you, Your Highness?" Although he didn't quite understand how this sentence was related to the question he asked, Yang Guan still answered honestly.
"It's for me. Mother wants to find a good place for me, and for my future peace.
As long as I don't act like a demon and behave myself in my fiefdom, I won't stand in the way of the Crown Prince. Even if the Crown Prince ascends the throne in the future, no matter how much the current Queen hates my mother and me, she will most likely not threaten my life."
“…” Yang Guan understood the Imperial Concubine’s intention.
But why is Her Royal Highness saying this now? He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and said nothing.
"I don't want my mother to stay in the deep palace where she is trapped and tortured by my father's concubines."
Ji Wan had a blank expression on her face, thinking about how she was an unloved orphan in modern times and had never felt the love from her parents.
But in Donglin Kingdom, the Fourth Princess has one, and now she has become the Fourth Princess with a mother.
Who wouldn’t want to have such a good mother like the Imperial Concubine?
"I want to make sure Mother is able to do what she wants, but this requires strength. The day my own strength surpasses that of my father, guess what else can hold Mother back, Yang Guan?
I used to live in the deep palace and couldn’t do anything I wanted to do, but now, things are different, aren’t they?
Yang Guan, you will help me fulfill my wish, right?
She doesn't care which country the cultivator is from or whether he is dangerous.
As long as it can be used for her benefit and the benefits gained are enough to outweigh the risks, it is worth it.
The more Yang Guan listened, the faster his heart beat. He fell to his knees with a plop. It took him a long while to sort out his thoughts and express his sincerity to Ji Wan.
"Your Highness is right. I will definitely help Your Highness eliminate those who oppose me and ascend to the position Your Highness desires."
As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously fixed on the figure sitting on the bed. In those extremely familiar eyes, there was something unfamiliar, that was a heart-pounding ambition.
If there is anyone who can make Yang Guan devote all his efforts to assisting him, there is no doubt that it must be Ji Wan.
Growing up together in the cold palace where they were often bullied, they experienced things that ordinary people could hardly imagine. They had endured bullying, insults, and even beatings from many palace people.
The relationship between Ji Wan and Yang Guan is no longer simply a master-servant relationship.
He will definitely do his best to help His Highness realize his wish.
must.
Well, Ji Wan said all this to frame Yang Guan. She didn't quite know whether her mother wanted to leave the palace of Donglin Kingdom, but she couldn't tell her about the system, so she could only use this reason to excuse her behavior.
Supported by Yang Guan, Ji Wan sat at the table and picked up the memorials that had to be submitted to the royal capital this month and began to read them.
Most of them are small things, such as who committed a crime, what punishment they were sentenced to, etc., as well as the nearby weather and preparations for spring plowing.
After Ji Wandu read it carefully, he understood the general template for writing a memorial.
He asked Yang Guan to grind the ink, thought for a long time before picking up the pen and writing a letter.
It roughly says that after the immortal cultivator was caught, he angrily set himself on fire in Princess Yongkang's mansion, burning a group of the princess's servants to death and scaring the surviving servants into fleeing in all directions. He also expresses that he is short of slaves and wants to buy some from human yamen.
The main purpose of this letter is to gain sympathy and pretend to be pitiful.
The emperor's daughter is a princess, but she actually has to buy her own slaves.
When the emperor found out, he couldn't help but vent his anger on the empress who was in charge of the harem, and the palace maids who were selected. They chose only slaves, which was really too much.
A princess of a country is also doing such a thing as buying slaves. Where is the emperor's face? The affairs of the harem are handed over to the queen, and this is how she handles them?
Isn't this a slap in the emperor's face?
Ji Wan imitated the content of the previous memorial and asked Yang Guan to write one. The content was almost the same as the previous one, but the tone was slightly changed.
This time, the memorial writing style was imitated from Jiang Jian.
Finally, he added a letter to his mother and gave it to the young eunuch to deliver it to the official post station.
It was still a little cold in spring, so Ji Wan tightened his cloak and sent the letter out. He was done playing the victim. As for what would happen in the royal capital, it would depend on how his mother would handle things.
Ji Wan called the eunuch at the door and said, "Please ask Afeng to come see me."
Afeng is Tuoba Feng's pseudonym.
Now it's time to do something practical.
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