Chapter 177 The Emperor Recovers
"It's all thanks to you that we can be the first to enjoy the scenery here." Qingyue said as he picked up the glass of wine again, took a sip, and then drank it down in one gulp.
Chang Xixi was happy to see that both of them liked it, and she thought that the place could be opened for business in a few days.
However, only twenty people can be allowed in at a time!
If you want to come again, you have to make an appointment tomorrow!
The young ladies don't have to pay for tea and other things when they enter the door, but the men have to pay as soon as they enter the door, from tea, wine, seats, dishes and snacks.
Each person playing here would spend at least 20 to 30 taels of silver, so ten people would earn several hundred taels. This income would be the envy of many shopkeepers in Kyoto.
Chang Xixi, however, did not think that this kind of envy was good at all. It was the truth that a tall tree attracts the wind. Fortunately, she had the support of the general and the emperor.
Those people didn't dare to get close, and could only discuss Chang Xixi's relationship with the general, as well as her talent in business, in private. These were things that everyone could see, and therefore would be talked about with relish.
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Soon the emperor recovered from his illness. He had not attended court for a long time, and the court had been empty for more than half a month... This time when the emperor sat on the throne, he had a very lonely feeling.
It's like the sunset, it's almost over.
All the court officials saw it, but they said nothing and pretended that he had recovered. In fact, they knew in their hearts that he was about to die.
The Crown Prince stepped forward and saluted. "Father, your health has improved. Now, I will move all memorials to your Southern Study. I will also have the ministers report to your Southern Study regarding matters."
What the prince meant by this was that he was going to transfer all power to the emperor, which showed that he had been well disciplined by the emperor.
At least, I won't work on it.
Will not compete with the emperor for power!
This is the role of the prince that the emperor likes, and he has been playing this role for so many years... He will not overstep it even a little bit.
This is why the emperor likes him.
Hearing this, the emperor nodded and said to the prince, "This time, I'm seriously ill and you've been busy running around. I'll have the warehouse send some things to your residence later. You're young after all, so it's normal for you to work harder! I can't read many of those memorials. Just do what I taught you before! I'm not very energetic now, and I don't have the time to look at those trivial matters."
The emperor's meaning was very clear: from now on, all minor matters that did not require his involvement should be handed over to the prince. He no longer overstepped his bounds, and most of the power remained in his hands.
The Prime Minister is afraid that he will be killed by the prince's party!
so……
He knelt on the ground and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, you are blessed with great fortune. Nothing will happen to you. Don't let your mind wander... You are still strong! Don't give up on yourself! Farmers who till the fields can live to be eighty years old, and you are not far behind. You are still in the prime of life."
The emperor was only in his fifties, and was indeed in his prime.
However, due to years of lack of exercise and reading memorials by lamplight, his health has also deteriorated. There are so many concubines in the harem, and they all have to share the same care, so his health has deteriorated even more.
I often feel overwhelmed! I have so many worries and haven't had enough rest, so my health is naturally not as good as... those farmers, or even worse.
The Prime Minister's words were actually a plea for mercy!
The emperor was a shrewd man, so he naturally knew what was going on. He said, "I hope to live to that age, but when you get old, you become confused. You won't be loved by everyone anymore."
"Get up!"
He had no other choice but to openly beg for mercy, saying, "Everyone grows old, and then... they die. When the old goes, the new comes. When the new comes, you should return to the new master. What are you afraid of? The system is the same, and it's all for the benefit of the people. You owe the same loyalty. It's nothing more than a son's son, a grandson's grandson."
The Prime Minister kowtowed to the Emperor and said, "Your Majesty is right."
"Get up! What's the point of kneeling all the time? You're the Prime Minister! The think tank of our Southern Dynasty, why do you kneel at every turn? Even though I'm the monarch..."
The prime minister also understood what the emperor meant.
You are loyal to him now, and after he dies, you will also be loyal to the new master. You are loyal to my son, so you are also loyal to him.
There is no difference between him and his son being loyal to him. As long as the Southern Dynasty exists, the court they are loyal to is the same!
Why bother to think about who sits on the throne? It doesn't matter who it is. What matters is that they all work for the people and for the court. That's enough!
Having said that, the Prime Minister knew that as long as the current monarch died, his death would be imminent.
He had already received the message that Gu Rongyu had brought to him. As long as the old emperor died, he would kill his entire family. The prime minister was also terrified!
No one wants to die, especially someone like him who has a lot of people flattering him.
In the center of power, accustomed to those flattering words, who would want to go back to those days of being a commoner? It would be impossible for anyone!
The Prime Minister is also a human being. He is not a saint. He is just an educated commoner, or a member of a noble family. There is nothing special about him.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
After the court session.
Everyone surrounded the prince and congratulated him on gaining some power, but they all asked him to take care of them more in the future and to get memorials through faster.
The prince understood the thoughts of these ministers and could only respond with a few perfunctory words. What else could he do?
The Prime Minister wanted to speak further with the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince, seeing him, said, "Prime Minister, what do you want to talk to me about? I understand, but I can't meet you openly. How about you come to my house after dark and we can discuss it in detail?"
The prime minister had no choice but to agree.
It seemed that the prince didn't want to have too much involvement with him, nor did he want to be involved with him in those aspects... He already had the answer in his heart, but after nightfall, he still went.
Wearing a black cloak, he entered the Prince's East Palace!
Because the Eastern Palace often received urgent memorials, the palace gates were kept open in the middle of the night to facilitate the entry and exit of memorials.
Therefore, the Prime Minister entered very smoothly.
He stood outside the door and asked someone to go in and report that the prince had just finished reading a page of the memorial and when he heard that the prime minister had arrived, he asked someone to bring the person in.
Drinks and midnight snacks were prepared on the small table.
This is what the Prime Minister saw him like when he entered the hall. He was sitting at a small table, eating with chopsticks, and he didn't look very happy.
"Now that you're here, do it! Tonight, let's have a good chat."
The prime minister took off his shoes and sat on it.
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