Upon hearing this, the expression on Marquis Wen Ning's face froze for a moment.
Ting Lan looked at him coldly and said:
"The prince only instructed them to stay in the Marquis Wenning's mansion, but he didn't stipulate that they must stay there as slaves. Since the Marquis doesn't want them to serve the Second Young Miss, but wants them to be guests, that's perfect."
Marquis Wen Ning came back to his senses and his voice became a little colder:
"The Marquis Wenning's mansion has always been hospitable and will not mistreat any guest. However, if a guest wishes to stay at the mansion, they must abide by its rules. For example, guests cannot enter the backyard without the host's permission."
Ting Lan snorted softly and said calmly:
"Ordinary guests, of course, must abide by the host's rules. However, these two girls are both seventh-rank female historians appointed by the Empress Dowager herself."
Upon hearing this, Marquis Wen Ning's expression changed slightly.
He looked at the two maids with delicate features and harmless looks, and never imagined that they were actually female officials with high ranks and appointed by the empress dowager herself.
The seventh-rank female historian is only the lowest rank among female officials, but it is different if she is personally appointed by the Empress Dowager.
He is the guard dog in the Empress Dowager's palace. Others have to give him some face when they see him.
"It was the Empress Dowager's idea that these two ladies should live in the Marquis' Mansion." Ting Lan looked at Marquis Wen Ning and sneered, "Doesn't it mean that even if the Empress Dowager's people come to the Marquis' Mansion, they can't even enter the backyard? Then the rules of your Marquis' Mansion are really more strict than those of the Imperial Palace."
When Marquis Wen Ning heard the last sentence, his face turned pale.
After a while, he said with a forced smile:
"Since they are the Empress Dowager's people, I will naturally treat them with the utmost courtesy. Steward, please quickly invite these two girls into the upper room."
After the steward took the two ladies away, Marquis Wen Ning looked at Ting Lan who had not yet left, and said, suppressing his anger:
"Guard Tinglan, why haven't you returned to the palace to report to the prince? Do you need me to give you a ride?"
Tinglan pointed at Tangyuan who was being pushed by two maids:
"I forgot to mention earlier that this Tangyuan girl was appreciated by the Empress Dowager for her loyalty to her master and was also granted the rank of Seventh Rank Female Historian."
"What?!" Marquis Wen Ning could not hide his shock and could hardly believe his ears.
Although the rank of female historian was only seventh, it was a legitimate rank for female officials. How could the empress dowager give it to a slave in his mansion as if it were free?
This must be the work of the Ninth Prince!
Ting Lan's tone was indifferent but tolerant of arguments:
"This time the prince sent me here to do one more thing, which is to ask the marquis to hand over Miss Tangyuan's indenture.
From today on, she will only obey the royal orders, and none of you may go against her wishes, order her around, or insult her.
Just like what the Marquis had said before when he scolded her as a stupid girl, that was actually questioning the Empress Dowager's judgment of people, and she couldn't say that anymore.
If you don't believe me, you can go to the palace and meet the Empress Dowager. But if Miss Tangyuan is treated disrespectfully in the Marquis's residence, the prince will come to you in person to demand an explanation."
Marquis Wen Ning was stunned for a long time after hearing these words.
The guard named Tinglan talked about these three servants all the time after meeting him.
She didn't even tell him to be nice to Jiang Xiancao.
This gave him the feeling that rather than worrying about how Jiang Xiancao was doing, the Ninth Prince cared more about being able to place these three servants in the position in a logical manner and have them monitor the internal affairs of the Marquis Wen Ning's Mansion at any time.
Marquis Wen Ning's expression became extremely gloomy.
Sure enough, the Ninth Prince didn’t really like Jiang Xiancao.
The drunkard's real intention is not to drink, that bastard is just using Jiang Xiancao, his real target is the entire Jiang family!
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Imperial prison.
Shen Yubai looked at the confession written in black and white, with a slight smile on his face.
His expression was calm and relaxed, as if what was written on the paper was not a secret that would shock the entire court, but just a romantic poem.
Jiang Huaizhu, who was lying on the straw mat opposite him, looked as miserable as a dead dog.
"If Miss Jiang had spoken out earlier, why would she have to suffer so much?"
Shen Yubai finished speaking in a low voice, and then walked out of the torture room with his men.
Jiang Huaizhu raised his head with great effort, staring at his back, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, you promised me..."
Shen Yubai paused, turned back with a smile, and said, "Well, I promised to keep you alive, and I will definitely do it."
Seeing the joy on Jiang Huaizhuo's face, his eyes turned cold.
He promised to keep her alive, but he only promised to keep her alive.
There are many ways to live in this world. Some people live happily, while others suffer.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be an idiom called “life is worse than death”.
As soon as Shen Yubai walked out of the imperial prison, he saw Eunuch Sun waiting at the door.
Eunuch Sun bowed to him and told him in his ear that Marquis Wen Ning had asked the emperor to sentence Jiang Huaizhu to death.
"Marquis Wenning did this to prove the Jiang family's innocence and to dissuade the Emperor from pursuing the matter. He also secretly allied himself with many noble families, making them believe that the collusion between Jiang Huaizhu and Tianming Pavilion was staged by Your Highness, Prince Zhan."
Speaking of this, Eunuch Sun couldn't help but reveal a bit of worry:
"These noble families have always been extremely wary of you, believing that the Imperial City Division, which you command, is a sword the Emperor is hanging over their heads, constantly preparing to eradicate the noble families. You attacked the Jiang family today, and you won't let them off tomorrow. Marquis Wen Ning is exploiting this fear, inciting them to jointly pressure the Emperor."
Chen Yubai casually played with the blood jade on his waist and asked with a smile:
"What does the Emperor mean?"
Eunuch Sun paused for a moment and whispered:
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