Chapter 178
Be careful with your words!
so.
When Prime Minister Yue said he wanted to cooperate with her and help her become the queen, she felt that her life was still much better than that of Shen Yuefu and others.
No matter how sad it is, that is the position that all women look up to. Even if I die, I want to die in that position.
"Thank you for your kindness, Prime Minister."
Carrying a lot of bags, Prime Minister Yue had a carriage prepared and sent Princess Le'an away with great fanfare, without any reservations.
When passing by the Song Mansion.
Princess Le'an stopped the carriage for a while, opened the curtain and looked at the deserted and even desolate mansion in front of her. The loneliness in her eyes reappeared.
She once thought that the Song Mansion would be her greatest support, but she didn't expect that the Song Mansion would be the one that caused her the greatest loss of face.
"Princess, what's so good about this shabby house?"
The palace maid leaned over and looked outside, frowning as she spoke. Princess Le'an listened and sneered. Even a palace maid looked down on the Song Mansion, let alone other people.
"Song Chengyu thought that by curing the emperor's illness he would gain wealth and glory, but he didn't expect that the emperor didn't even treat him as a human being."
The palace maid nodded and sighed.
"Is there no other solution?"
"some."
Speaking of.
She lowered the curtain, and the carriage did not stop, but trotted all the way towards the palace.
Returning to the palace where Song Chengyu was staying, he drank bowl after bowl of tonic.
Looking at his delicate skin, white flesh and plump body, it might be because of the surgery, so no matter how he healed himself, he felt weak all over. Le An raised his hand to signal the palace maid to come forward and help him up, Song Chengyu said anxiously.
"Have you found Jiang Zhaoying?"
"Found it. She is now in a high position. The emperor has made her a goddess, equivalent to a national teacher. She can now enter and leave the palace freely."
Song Chengyu hurriedly looked towards the door, but after a long while there was no sign of Jiang Zhaoying.
When disappointment filled his heart, Song Chengyu fell back in despair. When his wound was touched, he gasped in pain. The medicine in the palace was good, but it would take time to recover.
"cousin."
Le An sat next to him, with a slight gleam in his eyes.
"In fact, there is another way to free you up a little, and maybe even reverse the situation."
"What? Tell me now."
Regardless of the pain in his body, Song Chengyu sat up with great effort. As long as he was not trapped in this hellhole and as long as he could live well, anything would be fine. Anyway, he had been stabbed and was now a eunuch. There was nothing to look forward to in this life. The only thing he could do was to climb up.
Either get up there or fall to your death.
Le An leaned over slightly and whispered in his ear. The irritability on Song Chengyu's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a gloomy look, and finally he nodded.
"good."
No matter what, he had to give it a try.
Le An stood up and looked at him.
"Cousin, don't underestimate yourself. As long as you are ruthless and not afraid of death, you will most likely be in a high position one day. I will help you."
"kindness."
Song Chengyu nodded heavily.
After Le An left, Song Chengyu asked someone to apply medicine carefully, then wiped and changed his clothes. After changing into plain clothes, he went to request an audience with the emperor.
Since this was the first time he asked to see the emperor, the emperor was in a good mood and agreed to his request.
soon.
Song Chengyu became an apprentice under Eunuch Chen and served the emperor personally.
When this news reached Jiang Zhaoying's ears, Jiang Zhaoying was discussing the next quarter's embroidery with Yang Pianpian, Su Momo, Zi Su and others.
After observing the celestial phenomena for a period of time and making calculations.
Jiang Zhaoying thinks that the weather will be particularly good after the beginning of next spring, so spring flowers will come early, so she needs to prepare clothes for warm weather in advance.
The patterns are more complex and luxurious than before, but the clothes are relatively simple.
Some clothes look like they have two or three layers, but in fact they are fake two or three layers, and are all embroidered lace.
This is convenient, beautiful, and polite, and you won't get hot from wearing too much in warm weather.
Everyone liked this design very much, so they all drew their own drawings, wanting to make their favorite style.
"Miss, the things have been delivered to the palace."
Feicui came in and talked softly to Jiang Zhaoying. Jiang Zhaoying nodded, put down the patterns in her hand and leaned back.
Do you remember that she once said that Liu Yanchen and Liu Xianle had been poisoned?
But this kind of poison needs a trigger to take effect, so she had more than 10,000 medicine packets rushed out and distributed to the palace maids in each palace, asking them to hang them in their rooms and wear them on their bodies. It is very good for the body, but at the same time, if Liu Xianle smells that odor, the poison will definitely take effect.
Even if Liu Xianle stays in seclusion in the palace, it can't change the temperament of a young lady, and there will always be someone to serve her.
"Lord Cui also said that he would help find him and told us to relax. As long as he is in the palace, he will definitely not escape. But this Song Chengyu has become Eunuch Chen's apprentice. Lord Cui asked whether he should be killed."
Kill him!
Jiang Zhaoying frowned slightly and stood up.
"I'll go see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and then make a decision."
Shu Yun and Shu Yu hurried forward to serve, and then prepared a carriage and went out together.
The Prince's Mansion was a little more lively than before. Since several young ladies were going to come to the mansion, the servants were busy making preparations. The courtyards were a little far from the Prince's main courtyard, but everything was top-notch.
After Jiang Zhaoying sat down, the chief secretary brought the booklet to her and asked her to help take a look at it and see if there was anything missing so that they could buy it together.
Jiang Zhaoying was now familiar with those young ladies and knew some of their preferences, so she added the items they liked one by one and then asked them to go directly to the shop under the Jiang Mansion to get them.
When the prince came over, he saw her worrying, and his brows softened immediately.
It feels different when there is a mistress running the house.
"Have you been here for a long time?"
"No, Your Highness, I have something to tell you."
Jiang Zhaoying pulled the Crown Prince to sit down, and then told him about Cui Hexun asking her whether she wanted to kill Song Chengyu. The Crown Prince raised his eyebrows.
"I don't give a shit about this guy, look at you."
Jiang Zhaoying's expression gradually became solemn, and after a while she spoke in a deep voice.
"I noticed something was wrong with him."
"kindness?"
Shen Liuguang and Cheng Ting'an on the side also pricked up their ears.
"There should still be evil energy in his body, and it is at the location of his heart injury."
Although she did not check, and the evil spirit was carefully avoiding her at that time, she could still feel that there must be a trace of evil spirit hidden in his body.
"If you continue cutting blood... the evil spirit will probably pass on to the emperor."
She looked at the prince, and the meaning in her eyes was very clear. Once the evil spirit passed, it would corrode the emperor and even control him. At that time, the emperor's behavior would become more and more strange, and he might even die soon.
If the prince still couldn't bear it, she would remove the evil spirit. If the prince felt that the throne had to be climbed on blood since ancient times, then let this happen.
The prince stood up and walked to the window.
The back figure stands tall and straight, with a cool look.
Jiang Zhaoying looked at him with a trace of heartache in her eyes. This decision might be difficult, but when she thought about what the other party had done, she felt at ease.
"Let's save his life first."
It took her a full quarter of an hour to hear the Crown Prince's reply, and Jiang Zhaoying's tightly clenched fingers suddenly loosened.
In fact.
She also felt that it would be okay to keep Song Chengyu for now. His life would not be easy anyway, and being a eunuch would be the most difficult and the most undignified days in his life.
"However, we have to inform the Imperial Observatory to take precautions. This evil spirit is likely to stay in the capital to explore the way. I am worried that the evil spirit will come out again."
"What?"
The prince turned around suddenly, his eyes full of gloom.
In previous years, the evil spirit came out once a year. Why did she say that? If that was the case, the evil spirit could invade at any time. Wouldn’t that be more and more troublesome?
"Zhaoying, is there any way to completely stop the evil spirit?"
This matter must be resolved, otherwise once the capital is conquered by evil spirits, the consequences will be disastrous.
"We need to repair the dragon vein."
Only when the dragon veins become strong can these evil spirits be easily dispersed.
"It seems that this matter can't wait any longer."
The prince said in a cold voice, and Jiang Zhaoying nodded.
"I calculated that we have to go to Langzhou first."
"Langzhou? Isn't that Shangguan Shujue's hometown? Luo Wuheng said he wanted to check on Shangguan Shujue."
"kindness."
Jiang Zhaoying nodded. There is a dragon vein in Langzhou. The fortune of Langzhou has declined rapidly in recent years. This kind of thing should happen because the dragon vein is severely damaged.
She had to repair the other dragon veins first, and then deal with the affairs of the capital.
"I will arrange it."
Then we have to find a good excuse and go to Langzhou together.
Seeing her slimmer appearance, the prince leaned over and held her in his arms, with hostility gradually rising in his eyes.
If she has to suffer like this, it would be better to end it early.
"I'll take you out."
for a long time.
The prince held her hand tightly, and the two of them walked slowly and easily in the mansion. The chief secretary, aunt, and staff in the mansion watched this scene from afar, and hurriedly waved to the servants to signal them to step back and not disturb His Highness.
Facing the gentle breeze, enjoying the beautiful scenery in the garden.
When she looked around, she kept seeing palace servants busy dodging, and for a moment Jiang Zhaoying couldn't help but pursed her lips.
"The people in your house are quite interesting."
“They’re not like this normally.”
Normally, they would just kneel far away when they saw him, and he never expected that these servants would have such a lively side.
It was not until they reached the door that Jiang Zhaoying slowly pulled her hand out.
The prince looked at his empty palms, looking a little lonely.
Jiang Zhaoying patted him.
"Your Highness, please go to the Imperial Observatory. I'm going back home. If my calculations are correct, there will be guests visiting us today."
"good."
After Jiang Zhaoying left, the prince gave instructions to Cheng Ting'an.
"Send someone to follow and see who it is."
"yes."
Cheng Ting'an raised his hand and asked a secret guard to follow.
Everything happened just as Jiang Zhaoying had expected. Just as she arrived at the gate of Jiang's Mansion, two carriages slowly came towards her from behind. Jiang Zhaoying got off the carriage, which also stopped steadily. The servants were unfolding the curtain, preparing to wait for the master to get off the carriage.
Jiang Zhaoying's brows slowly frowned, and finally her face darkened.
He is from the Rong family.
No wonder I felt a little uncomfortable after the fortune-telling. It turned out that the person who came was from the Rong family.
The person in the first carriage was Madam Rong, Jiang Zhaoying's grandmother. It was Rong Lingzhu who helped her out of the carriage. The people who got out of the second carriage were Master and Madam Rong.
When Rong Lingzhu saw Jiang Zhaoying getting off the luxurious carriage, his eyes suddenly turned bloodshot.
Although she had her own mansion outside and a group of maids, her life was not as comfortable as in the Jiang Mansion.
More importantly.
No matter which lady she sent the letter to, no one would pay any attention to her.
What is even more annoying is that the Jiang family is now favored, and Jiang Zhaoying has been named a goddess, but this position should have belonged to the person who plays the zither.
"Miss."
Shu Yun stepped forward and called softly, and Shu Yu hurried forward to support his master and said through gritted teeth.
"Pretend not to see."
Then.
Shu Yun and Shu Yu protected Jiang Zhaoying and climbed the stairs as quickly as possible and ran into the Jiang Mansion.
The people from the Rong family were standing in front of the carriage, looking arrogant and with cold eyes, waiting for Jiang Zhaoying to come over to greet them, but they heard the sound of a door closing.
Turn around and take a look.
Old Madam Rong was so angry that she slammed her cane on the ground. Rong Lingzhu stepped forward to support her, and said softly with tears in her eyes.
"She has always been so rude, not much different from her sister's eccentric personality. Mother, never mind, since I'm here, I'll just go and knock on the door."
"Do you knock on the door when you return home?"
The Rong family didn't know that Rong Lingzhu had been divorced, and Rong Lingzhu never told them. She only said that she had quarreled with Jiang Jiantian, so she came out in anger.
Rong Lingzhu nodded sadly, then turned around and knocked on the door.
When the servants saw Rong Lingzhu, they turned around and caught up with Jiang Zhaoying. Jiang Zhaoying asked them to lead the people to the main hall.
Then someone notified his father.
Not long after Jiang Jianzheng, A Yu and Jiang Zhaoying arrived at the main hall, people from the Rong family also arrived.
As soon as Mrs. Rong saw the cane in Jiang Jianzheng's hand, she raised it up to hit him. Seeing this, the servants hurried forward to stop her.
Supervisor Jiang was sitting in the main seat and did not invite Madam Rong to take the seat. He just frowned and asked her.
"What does this mean, old lady?"
As soon as he entered the door, he looked at me with a stern face, holding up his cane and looking very aggressive. If you didn't know, you would think this was the Rong Mansion.
"What do you mean?"
Old Madam Rong became angry when she saw the luxurious and wealthy appearance of the Jiang Mansion. She pointed at her simple clothes and at Master Rong's old clothes.
"Look at us. What kind of life have we lived these years? Have you ever cared about us? My daughter has made so much money, not only did you embezzle it, but you also ignored us in Rong Mansion and didn't even give us a gift during the holidays. Now that I'm here, some people walk by me without even greeting them. How can this be justified?"
Jiang Zhaoying took the hot tea.
Don't say.
The clothes worn by the people in Rong Mansion were indeed last year's old styles, and they looked like they had been worn for a long time, so they did not look very wealthy.
In recent years, the Rong Mansion has not only failed to make progress, but has become increasingly defeated. The eldest lady of the Rong family looked Jiang Zhaoying up and down. They had been listening to the Jiang family's gossip for some time, and they were hiding and sneering at her. But now that she has been named a goddess, they can't sit still.
"Zhaoying, you should pay your respects to your grandmother."
Jiang Zhaoying sipped the hot tea in the cup with graceful movements and bright manners. After Shu Yun stepped forward to take the cup, Jiang Zhaoying looked indifferently at her grandmother.
Although she used old models, she was meticulous and still looked like a proud little old lady.
"Old Madam Rong has no imperial decree, so I am afraid it is not convenient for me to be appointed as an official in the palace now."
When the dress is ready and the imperial edict is issued, all the treatment of the goddess will be transferred to the Jiang Mansion. By that time, not everyone will be able to get close to her.
"you."
The old lady glared at her angrily.
"You are just as disobedient as your mother. If she had listened to me, she wouldn't have died so early."
"Mrs. Rong."
Bang.
Jiang Jianzheng slammed the cup in his hand heavily on the table. When the tea spilled on the table, his cold eyebrows were reflected.
"Please be careful with your words, old lady!"
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