Princess Fuya's Mansion.
Huang Qubing sat weakly at the lower seat, looking at his mother, Princess Fuya.
Princess Fuya has a kind face and seems easy to talk to, but that's all fake.
If she gets angry, she can tear down the Huang Mansion.
Why is it the Huang Mansion and not the Princess Mansion?
Is she stupid to demolish her own princess mansion?
When he was angry, of course he had to demolish the Huang Mansion. Only by demolishing the Huang Mansion could he vent his anger.
Princess Fuya took the letter written to her by Gu Jiu and read it word by word.
He read a few lines and then glanced at Huang Qubing. He read a few lines and then glanced at Huang Qubing.
Huang Qubing became nervous and restless.
After reading the letter, Princess Fuya folded the letter and put it back into the envelope.
She drank her tea, raised her eyelids, and asked, "Do you know what's in the letter?"
Huang Qubing nodded and whispered, "I know the general content."
Princess Fuya asked again, "Do you want to be the Minister of the Imperial Household?"
Huang Qubing smiled shyly. In front of his mother, he was a good son.
"Who wouldn't want to? After all, he's the Household Supervisor, in control of all personnel and financial power in the Household."
Princess Fuya laughed when she heard this. "My son is ambitious. But you are too young. I'm afraid you won't be able to convince others."
"Madam Zhao said the same thing," said Huang Qubing.
Princess Fuya hummed and asked, "Why didn't Madam Zhao come to see me in person? Instead, she asked you to pass on the letter?"
Huang Qubing explained carefully, "She said that coming here at this time would be too conspicuous and easily arouse suspicion, fearing that there would be complications. Therefore, she wrote a letter to explain the reason. If you have different opinions, I can tell you on your behalf."
Princess Fuya nodded. "She's quite thoughtful. The only one who's not is your father. He's overambitious, but he's incompetent. In all these years, he's accomplished very little, and he has no self-awareness. He won't just be a stamp."
Huang Qubing said, "With my mother watching over my father, I'm sure he will be a good seal bearer."
Princess Fuya laughed and said, "I'm afraid that I can be honest for a while, but not for my whole life."
Huang Qubing approached Princess Fuya and whispered, "Mother can threaten father. If he doesn't obey, dismiss the women in the backyard and make him a monk."
Princess Fuya laughed heartily, and the mother and daughter had a tacit understanding.
Princess Fuya herself likes to polish mirrors and does not like male beauty.
After giving birth to the child, she and Prince Huang slept in separate rooms and never slept together again.
Prince Consort Huang is a normal man, and we cannot always let him be a monk.
So with Princess Fuya's tacit consent, Prince Consort Huang began to take concubines.
Princess Fuya's rules state that she can take concubines, but she is not allowed to give birth to illegitimate children.
Even if a concubine secretly becomes pregnant, the baby will be aborted.
Princess Fuya would never allow any illegitimate sons and daughters to seize the benefits that belonged to the legitimate sons and daughters.
Even though Prince Consort Huang was dissatisfied, he had to endure it over the years.
Princess Fuya thought about it again and again, and ordered her servants, "Go and invite the prince consort."
I obey your orders.
Soon, Prince Consort Huang was invited to the flower hall.
At this time, Huang Qubing had already avoided it.
His mother was scolding his father, and as a son, he certainly couldn't stay and watch the show. He wasn't tired of living yet.
"Your Highness asked me to come here. Is there something important you want to tell me?"
Generally speaking, Princess Fuya is not happy to see Prince Consort Huang unless necessary.
Living in the same house, the couple can see each other once every ten days or half a month, which is already a relatively high frequency.
Princess Fuya gestured to Prince Consort Huang to sit down and talk.
Prince Huang's heart skipped a beat. Sitting down to talk meant that the conversation would not be finished in a short time.
It's over!
Is something big happening?
Was your secret drinking discovered?
Princess Fuya secretly rolled her eyes and said, "I will show mercy today and not hold it against you for secretly drinking wine."
Prince Consort Huang was so frightened that he almost jumped up, but then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just don't take it to heart.
It’s great not to care.
That's not right!
If you don't care, why call him over?
Are you going to force him to tell you about his private money?
Prince Consort Huang was very nervous, his heart was beating fast, and he asked cautiously, "Your Highness, do you have any instructions?"
Princess Fuya put down her teacup and said lightly, "The old ancestor is seriously ill and may be in great danger. After his death, the position of Shaofu Household Supervisor has been vacant. Many people in the royal family are eager to make a move and are determined to obtain the position of Shaofu Household Supervisor."
"They are the ones who want the position of Shaofu's Household Manager. It has nothing to do with us." Prince Consort Huang said as a matter of course.
Princess Fuya snorted, "I want you to be the Minister of the Imperial Household."
"Princess, you're such a jokester. Wait, what did you say? Want me to be the Grand Housekeeper?"
Prince Consort Huang finally reacted and pointed at himself, "Your Highness, are you serious? You want me to be the Shaofu Household Supervisor? I, I, I, am I suitable?"
Princess Fuya snorted softly, "Don't be so hasty to dream. On the surface, you are the Shaofu's housekeeper, but in reality, Qubing is the one who makes the decisions. Qubing will also work in the Shaofu."
Prince Consort Huang was stunned on the spot.
Princess Fuya continued, "In three to five years, when Qubing has gained sufficient experience and has successfully established himself in the Ministry of Personnel, you will then have to hand over the position of Household Director to him. During this period, you cannot act on your own. You must lay a solid foundation for Qubing, assist him well, and help him ascend to the position smoothly."
Prince Consort Huang was completely dumbfounded.
"Your Highness means that in name only I am the Minister of the Imperial Household, but in reality the one who makes the decision is Qubing. I am just a seal, and I only need to stamp it."
Princess Fuya looked at Prince Consort Huang with a half-smile, "Why, are you unhappy?"
Prince Consort Huang nodded subconsciously, then shook his head repeatedly.
He said weakly, "I'm not unhappy. It's just that I'm the Minister of the Imperial Household after all. If Qubing makes the decisions on everything, I'll just be a decoration. How embarrassing."
Princess Fuya sneered, "What do you want to do? Do you think you can make the decision? My ancestor was in the Ministry of Finance, and the Ministry of Finance Bank alone could earn millions of taels a year. Do you think you can do it?"
You know His Majesty's temper. He values money above all else, always prioritizing it over relationships. If you dare to act recklessly, causing the Ministry of Finance to lose profits and fail to deliver on your mission, how do you think His Majesty will deal with you? Will he throw you directly into the Imperial Prison, or will he give you a second chance to mend your ways?
Prince Consort Huang shuddered suddenly.
Princess Fuya continued, "If you think you can match the old ancestor's abilities, I will let you make the decisions regarding the affairs of the Shaofu, and Qubing will obey you throughout the entire process. Do you have what it takes?"
Prince Consort Huang really wanted to say that he had this ability.
But……
Most likely, the fact is, he doesn't have this ability.
He doesn't understand business, let alone the ins and outs of business.
The greatest victory is not losing money.
However, the Shaofu is so rich that he can get a lot of benefits just by stretching out his hands.
Even if it's just a stamp, as long as there's money to be made, who would refuse an opportunity that's right there at their doorstep?
Only a fool would turn down this opportunity.
Prince Consort Huang made a decision, and he said decisively, "I will listen to your Highness's arrangements. I will do whatever your Highness tells me to do."
Princess Fuya reminded her, "It's not that I tell you to do whatever I tell you to do, but that you must do whatever Qubing tells you to do. Qubing's opinion is my opinion."
Prince Consort Huang was very sad.
Now even his son has to take care of him.
Oh, oh, oh…
So sad.
Fortunately, there is some money to be made, which can soothe the wounded heart.
Princess Fuya warned him again, "If you dare to ruin Qubing's future, I will tear down your mansion and sell off all the women in your backyard."
It can’t be sold!
Prince Consort Huang looked aggrieved, "Don't worry, Your Highness. Qubing is my son too. How could I ruin his future? I'm not a heartless person."
"Remember what you said today. Also, before the Ministry of Personnel appoints you, do not make it public. Do not show off in front of your concubine. If I find out you've ruined my plans, I'll have plenty of ways to deal with you. Don't think Huyang is the only one who whips corpses to vent his anger. I can whip corpses too, and I can kill people too."
Prince Consort Huang was scared to death.
I have repeatedly promised that I will never do anything wrong.
Royal princesses, they're all fucking crazy.
The prince consort is the most miserable man in the world.
Prince Consort Huang left the main room while complaining with a sad heart.
He had a very hard time being a royal consort.
But compared to Prince Consort Chen being beheaded and thrown into the market, he was still happy.
Huang Qubing was waiting for Prince Consort Huang at the intersection.
"Father!"
Prince Consort Huang was embarrassed for a moment, but he adjusted himself quickly.
He patted Huang Qubing on the shoulder and said, "Work hard. Your father has high hopes for you."
"Thank you, father. I will definitely live up to your expectations. Knowing that you like this bloodstone, I specially sent someone to collect a batch of high-quality bloodstone and have already sent it to the study."
Prince Consort Huang immediately smiled happily, "You are still thinking about me, and I love you so much. Your mother has already told me about the matter, don't worry, I will fully support you."
After a pause, Prince Consort Huang leaned close to Huang Qubing's ear and whispered, "I heard that the Shaofu has a lot of money, so you must turn a blind eye. It's not easy for your father to hide some private money. Don't worry, when you become the Shaofu, you will have the final say on all matters. Your father can even give you the official seal of the Shaofu for safekeeping."
Huang Qubing laughed and said, "Don't worry, father. I have always turned a blind eye to money matters and will never tell mother."
"Good boy, your love for you is not in vain. Come drink with your father someday."
I said the wrong thing.
Prince Huang quickly covered his mouth, feeling so embarrassed.
Huang Qubing pretended not to understand, "Father, are you planning to prepare a banquet at home? It won't be too late to hold the banquet after the appointment from the Ministry of Personnel comes in."
Prince Consort Huang quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, yes. We'll have to prepare a banquet and invite a troupe of actors to perform. The troupe we used to keep was excellent, with flexible figures and beautiful singing. But your mother wasn't satisfied. She disliked the actor for seducing the maids in the mansion and drove him out. The maids are pretty, but the actor is not bad either. They should all stay."
The corners of Huang Qubing's mouth twitched.
My mother and father both have the same hobby: they like women. Sometimes, things that are hard to explain are bound to happen.
Oh my god!
The gossip about her own family is as much a drama as that of Princess Huyang.
At a certain moment, Huang Qubing had an urge to write down his own gossip and publish it in the "Da Zhou Life Show".
However, his strong desire to survive prevented him from doing so.
He is not tired of living yet, and he doesn't want to die yet.
Family gossip is still deeply buried in my heart.
Occasionally when I have free time, I write some essays and record them.
When he gets old, he will write a book called "Mr. Huang Talks about Gossip". Essays will be the material for his writing in his old age and will definitely sell well.
Maybe it can surpass "Mr. Yang's Lectures on the Analects" and become the top of the best-selling book list.
Huang Qubing chuckled.
The laughter made Prince Huang's hair stand on end.
"Qubing, you're not going to be sick again, are you? You absolutely can't be sick at this time. The Shaofu is still waiting for you, so you better cheer up."
Huang Qubing came to his senses and felt embarrassed. He hurriedly covered up, "Father, you are worrying too much. I am not sick. I was just thinking about the job at Wenqing Bookstore. If I go to the Shaofu, Wenqing Bookstore will have to find someone else to run it."
"It's just a bookstore, anyone can do it."
"Father doesn't know much about the bookstore, so this matter isn't that simple. We must be very careful when choosing the right person."
Prince Consort Huang waved his hand and said, "You handle this matter yourself. I'm going back to the study to take a look at the bloodstone you mentioned. If it's good, you can get some for your father next time."
"Son, I know. If there is something good, I will never forget my father."
"Good son, go and get busy."
Prince Huang ran away like a gust of wind to play with bloodstone.
Huang Qubing went to Xinmin County to deliver a letter to Gu Jiu.
His father's problem was solved.
The next step was to find a way to get Emperor Wende to appoint Prince Consort Huang to take over the position of Shaofu Household Order.
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