"From this, we can see that Miss Yang is a woman of extraordinary courage and determination. From the moment she revealed her identity as Duke Yang of Qi, she set herself on a pedestal. This wasn't the kind of 'establishment' that a woman in a secluded house would have, but rather she wanted to establish herself on an equal footing with men."
"She wanted to express that she, a woman, could stand shoulder to shoulder with men, and even be more capable than men."
"This shows that Miss Yang will not be like those ordinary women who are willing to submit to men."
"Duke Yang of Qi, a wealthy man who rivals a nation, was also granted the title of County Lord. With these two identities, coupled with her overly resolute and independent character, it would be extremely difficult for a woman of this character to fall in love with another man. Unless someone uses power and intimidation, I'm afraid no one in this world will ever be able to capture her heart again."
Wen Shijie's analysis is really thorough.
Mo Chen couldn't help but fall silent.
Because he also felt that Yang Zhao was fundamentally different from other women, otherwise, why would he be unable to forget her for so long! !
"I guess what the prince wants is Miss Yang's heart?" Wen Shijie suddenly asked.
"Do you have a solution?" Mo Chen asked.
Wen Shijie smiled confidently, "Of course there is. Didn't I just say that? As long as the Zhenbei Marquisate is completely overthrown, Your Majesty will be able to truly embrace the beauty."
"Although Miss Yang is courageous, resolute and independent, she is still a woman after all. Now that something she cares about has been destroyed, isn't this the perfect opportunity for Your Highness? You just need to put in some effort here."
"However, what the prince really wants to do is not to save the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, but to make it collapse more completely, making Miss Yang even more heartbroken, sad, and helpless. Once she is completely helpless, the prince can use the name of the Zhenbei Marquis to eliminate the evil concubine and uphold justice. In this way, the prince will not have to worry about his real reputation!"
"Isn't this Zhenbei Marquis Mansion the best bridge we can offer?"
"You can win the beauty, win the hearts of the people, and finally get the support of the wealth of the world in the hands of Duke Yang of Qi."
"Your Highness, this kills three birds with one stone."
Mo Chen was surprised.
Looking at the young Wen Shijie in front of him, he couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
He has such wisdom as a strategist at such a young age. If he grows up, I'm afraid he will be truly amazing.
It’s a pity that the great scholar Wen died!
Being able to raise such an intelligent son, I'm afraid that great scholar Wen is also a rare strategist. What a pity...
"You've said so much, do you have any specific plans for the future?" Mo Chen suppressed the excitement in his heart, drank the fruit wine in the glass in one gulp, and looked at Wen Shijie with slightly warm eyes and asked.
Wen Shijie poured him some wine and said, "Yes, if Your Highness is interested, I will tell you the story in detail..."
*
The second day.
Yang Zhao was helped by a maid to change his clothes, put on a hat, and got on a carriage in the alley.
"A Zhao, I have arranged everything in the prison. You can go in to see the Marquis and Young Master Yang San later. But don't stay too long. Tell them everything as soon as possible." Mo Chen said gently in the carriage.
Yang Zhao nodded: "Thank you, Your Highness."
When they arrived at the door of the Dali Temple prison, the jailer was already waiting there. As soon as Yang Zhao got off the carriage, he took her in.
"Hurry up, it only takes one stick of incense."
After the jailer brought Yang Zhao to the door of the cell where Yang Tiejiang and Yang Huaijin were imprisoned, he turned around and left.
"A Zhao? Why are you here?"
"elder sister!"
Yang Tiejiang, wearing prison uniform, had messy hair and a scruffy face, which made him look even more messy. He looked like a beggar on the street.
When Yang Zhao saw the people, he was stunned for a moment, then took off his hat and walked over: "Dad, are you okay?"
"Nothing, how did you get in? Oh, where's your brother? Also, did you go see the emperor? If not, then don't go for now. The emperor is completely bewitched by the enchanting concubine. It's pointless for you to go. Don't let him catch you again..."
"Dad, you said too much in one breath. How can I answer you?"
Yang Huaijin, who was in another cell, interrupted Yang Tiejiang speechlessly, then climbed to the cell door, looked at Yang Zhao and asked with concern: "Sister, are you okay? Are you tired after rushing all the way back?"
Seeing his brother and father like this, Yang Zhao couldn't help but tear up. "I'm fine. I heard that you and father were tortured last night. Were you seriously injured? I brought you some medicine..."
A stick of incense.
The jailer came in and urged: "Girl, time is up, hurry up, or the other jailers will be back."
"Let's go and take care of yourself."
"Yes, sister, don't worry about us, we will be fine. His Majesty still trusts us. When General Meng comes back, all the truth will be revealed. You should leave quickly." Yang Huaijin waved his hand and drove Yang Zhao away.
Yang Zhao walked out of the prison with red eyes.
In the carriage.
Mo Chen thoughtfully handed her a handkerchief and said, "Don't cry, they will be fine. I have arranged everything. Don't worry."
Hearing this, Yang Zhao looked at Mo Chen with a hint of gratitude in his eyes: "Thank you."
"You never have to be polite with me. Let's go back next. I'll find a solution as soon as possible."
Yang Zhao nodded.
But when passing the market, Yang Zhao stopped the carriage and said, "I'm going to the shop in front."
"I'll accompany you."
"Need not."
Yang Zhao refused: "The shop is mine. I'm going to go see my people. I can't burden Your Highness with all the matters concerning my father and brother. Please wait a moment, Your Highness. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, Yang Zhao got off the carriage.
After watching Yang Zhao enter the shop, Mo Chen gave a look to Chen Yu, who was following him from a distance. Chen Yu quickly approached the shop...
moment.
Yang Zhao returned to the carriage.
"Your Highness, this is the money that the shop can temporarily use. I have sent someone to collect the money as soon as possible. Although this money may not be used, it always makes things easier to do."
Yang Zhao handed over the stack of silver in his hand: "Although Your Highness is kind, I cannot really rely on Your Highness for everything. Your Highness, please take these first, and I will have someone send the collected silver to me later."
Just as Mo Chen was about to refuse, the banknote was stuffed into his hand.
"Your Highness, please don't refuse. Otherwise, I will feel embarrassed to trouble you again." Yang Zhao said seriously.
Mo Chen looked at Yang Zhao and sighed softly: "Since you want this, then I will accept it."
No conversation along the way.
Return to the palace.
After Mo Chen dismissed his attendants, Chen Yu recounted the conversation between Yang Zhao and the shopkeeper.
"Your Highness, I stayed and listened for a while longer, only to learn that Miss Yang's assets in the capital are far more than just those visible. Half of the streets in West City, as well as the houses where the common people live, are also in Miss Yang's name. There are also the banks in the south of the city, the underground gambling dens in North City... all of them are hers."
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