Chapter 158: Storm is Coming
Xu Nian was unaware of the unexpected events in the palace. She had not slept the entire night writing the "reporter". After she had finished explaining everything, she planned to go to bed and take a nap.
Unexpectedly, Mo Bai came secretly with a few black-armored soldiers.
After reading the letter Luo Jinan wrote to her, Xu Nian knew that the other party had guessed what she had done. She handed over the Second Prince Yanyang to Mo Bai and others as Luo Jinan requested.
Although Xu Nian was confident that no one would be able to find out the source of her "posters", she still asked Yan Fu to keep an eye on the news in the imperial city. She yawned twice and climbed onto the bed. She felt that if she didn't catch up on her sleep, she would easily die suddenly.
Xu Nian slept until sunset, and Yan Fu brought the news that the emperor was so angry that he vomited blood in the hall.
When Xu Niangang heard the news, his heart trembled, and he muttered to himself: "Is His Majesty so physically and mentally fragile now? Did he collapse because of a satirical poem?"
She didn't dare to contact Luo Jinan easily, so she could only put the matter behind her and focus on the Wang family's funeral.
Because Wang Rongshi was in a coma and Mrs. Wang was also anxious and sick, there was only one maid who could take charge of the Wang family. However, due to her status, many things were not suitable for her to do.
Xu Nian took over the subsequent funeral arrangements in the guise of an old friend's daughter.
When Wang Shidu was young, his father had a new love and a young son. He and Old Lady Wang were driven out of the house by their father, so Lady Wang chose to bury her husband and mother-in-law in Yuguan Mountain outside the capital and did not return home.
Although Wang Rongshi was seriously injured, he still forced himself to stand up and walked all the way with the help of crutches, supporting the coffin on the day of the burial. After the coffin was buried, he could no longer support himself and fainted again.
Xu Nian and his men carried Wang Rongshi back to the Treasure Pavilion. After another flurry of activity, everyone sat down to catch their breath.
Mrs. Wang looked at Xu Nian a little awkwardly, "Miss Xu, I'm really sorry to bother you these days. We will go back when Rong Shi wakes up."
"Madam, you can stay here if you wish. After all, the injuries on Prince Wang's body make it difficult for him to move. Besides, your house is not safe right now."
Mrs. Wang was a little hesitant after hearing what Xu Nian said. She knew that Xu Nian was right, but she was embarrassed to keep bothering others, after all, they had no relationship.
Xu Nian saw what Mrs. Wang was thinking and said comfortingly, "Madam, don't worry. You and your family can stay here with peace of mind. I am not taking care of you in vain. Someone will reward me generously."
Mrs. Wang looked at Xu Nian in confusion. Xu Nian smiled but said no more.
From then on, Mrs. Wang stayed in the backyard of the Treasure Pavilion with her two children and a maid.
Mrs. Wang’s youngest daughter is named Rongying. She is eight years old this year. She has become very depressed because of family changes. Fortunately, with the naughty little girl Niuniu, she can see a smile on Rongying’s face recently.
After Wang Rongshi woke up, he refused to eat or drink for three days. No one knew what Madam Wang said to him. After that, although he was always silent, he slowly began to cooperate with his recovery.
After he was able to get out of bed and walk, he went to the Treasures Shop to help out from time to time. Yanci was afraid that he would hurt his wound, so she only arranged for him to do some accounting work.
Mrs. Wang was also busy. She brought her maids to make several summer shirts and dresses for Xu Nian and others.
Xu Nian did not stop them. Sometimes people would not have wild thoughts when they are busy, and the only way for wounds to heal is time.
During this period, Xu Nian did not receive any more letters from Luo Jinan. Only one night a secret guard came with a message: "I'm fine, don't worry." The secret guard came and left in a hurry.
But in reality, Luo Jin'an's situation was not good. Although he had been planning for many years, the Wen family had been rooted in the court for so many years and was not a pushover, not to mention that they had the emperor's support.
Emperor Renhe had been in a coma for three days and had regained consciousness, but his body was still very weak. Especially when he learned that Concubine Zhen had been executed, he was so angry that he vomited blood and threatened to depose the empress.
As the crown prince, Luo Jin'an had to handle state affairs while fulfilling his filial duties, and at the same time had to deal with poisoning attempts time and time again.
If Xu Nian saw this, she would definitely feel distressed, because Luo Jinan had lost a lot of weight in such a short period of time.
Luo Jin sat quietly in front of the desks, reviewed the memorials from various places, then picked up one of them and began to ponder.
This is a memorial from the South regarding the recent flooding. Due to heavy rains, the dikes have been destroyed and I wonder how many people will be displaced.
What Luo Jin'an was worried about at this time was who to send to provide disaster relief. Half of the people in the court were from the Wen family, and they were all idle. How could he let such people transport food and fodder?
The people under Chen Qingsong are fair and honest, but most of them are from poor families. The situation in the south is complicated, and I am afraid these people cannot suppress the local powerful people.
Mo Yan took the teacup from the maid and quietly placed it next to the prince. Whenever the prince was in deep thought, the East Palace would be so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Even Mo Yan, who had some face in front of the prince, did not dare to offend him easily.
At this time, hurried footsteps were heard outside the hall. Mo Yan saw that the Crown Prince's brow was already frowned, and hurriedly walked out of the hall.
Seeing that the person coming was Xiao Zhuzi from the Renhe Palace, he suppressed his voice and shouted: "You bold servant, have you forgotten the rules of the palace? Be careful or you will be beaten."
The reprimanded Xiao Zhuzi pretended to slap himself several times, but he cried out in injustice: "Grandpa, please forgive me this time. I have something important to report to Your Highness."
Mo Yan raised his hand, and Xiao Zhuzi stopped.
"But Your Majesty is yelling about the abdication in the palace again?"
Xiao Zhuzi looked around, stood up and whispered something in Mo Yan's ear. Mo Yan looked at Xiao Zhuzi in disbelief and confirmed, "Is it true?"
Xiao Zhuzi swore and said it was absolutely true, otherwise he would not dare to disturb His Highness's peace.
"You go back and keep watch. I will go and inform His Highness. If it is true, we will report the credit to you."
Xiao Zhuzi thanked him profusely and took his leave. Mo Yan walked lightly into the hall.
"But is there something wrong?"
Mo Yan waved his hand, and the eunuchs and maids in the palace retreated to the outer hall one by one. He then stepped forward and repeated every detail of the news that Xiao Zhuzi had brought.
"Heh—" Luo Jin'an sneered. He didn't expect that the first blow swung by his majesty would be aimed at him.
"Has your Majesty's headache become worse recently? Tell your godfather, I feel sorry for your Majesty, so you don't have to worry about it."
Mo Yan bowed deeply and responded with yes, then turned and walked out of the palace. He walked lightly towards Emperor Renhe's bedroom.
Mo Yan's godfather was a close attendant of Emperor Renhe and also the chief eunuch. When he learned that Mo Yan was looking for him, he found a chance and went to the back hall.
"Father, have your legs and feet been feeling better lately? I have found some ancient remedies, please try them."
Mo Lu took the prescription from Mo Yan's hand and smiled gently.
"Serve His Highness well in the future, and don't waste your time on our family."