Chapter 193 May it come true
Jingren Palace.
All the palace ladies were silent as a mouse, not daring to make a sound.
The master, who is usually calm, composed, gentle and generous, now has a gloomy face and is holding a hammer, cracking and smashing one spiced hard-shelled walnut after another.
Until the kernel was smashed into powder and the walnut shell fragments were embedded in the gold-lacquered wooden table.
“Crack!”
“Snap!”
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Every time the hammering sounded, their scalps felt numb, as if the hammer was not hitting the walnut, but hitting their foreheads.
——Maybe the master really wants to do this, but just hasn’t found a reason to vent.
They must not give her such an excuse.
Even if your throat is itchy as hell, you must stay still and not make a single sound!
However, no matter how many walnuts there are, they will all be cracked eventually.
Seeing that only one walnut was left from the large bag of walnuts that had just been delivered, the eunuch waiting at the door of the bedroom began to feel entangled:
Should I take the initiative to go to the Imperial Tea and Kitchen to ask for another portion of walnuts, or wait for the master's instructions?
The former might lead to: "When did I ever order you to pick walnuts again? You act arbitrarily and arbitrarily, I will beat you a hundred times!"
The latter might lead to: "You have no sense at all! Can't you see there are not enough walnuts? Do you have to ask me for orders? You are just sitting there doing nothing and filling the gap. You deserve a hundred beatings!"
It's really hard to be someone's slave.
Fortunately, the third prince arrived before the master picked up the last walnut.
They suddenly came alive.
"Greetings to His Majesty the Third Prince!"
The Third Prince walked into the bedroom and saw the table covered with crushed walnuts. He knew his mother was angry and tried to comfort her:
"Why are you so angry, mother? She's already old, and she can't have children even if she wants to. Without any children, she only has the empty title of queen, so there's nothing to worry about."
The imperial concubine glared at him.
"What if your father lets her be adopted?"
The third prince fell silent immediately.
When adopting, they would only choose a younger one, and would never choose an adult prince like him. According to the rule of "if there is a legitimate son, the legitimate son will be appointed as the heir; if there is no legitimate son, the eldest son will be appointed as the heir", the position of the crown prince would probably be given to someone else.
"Her appearance has changed drastically now, and she has lost all her beauty. Even if the emperor dotes on her, it won't last long, right?"
After a moment's silence, he spoke slowly.
"Who cares about what you can't ask for once you get it?"
The imperial concubine retorted, "She is ugly and unrefined, yet your father still wants to make her his empress. Can't you see how deeply your father loves her?"
"Ever since she entered the palace, your father has never summoned anyone to sleep with him. He only goes to Fengyi Palace every day. If she staggers a little, your father will call the imperial physician for her."
"She's not even pretty, yet she's bewitched by your father. Who knows if she cast a spell on him?"
"When she adopts a prince, what good will happen to us mother and son?"
The third prince sighed.
"According to Mother's opinion, what should we do?"
The imperial concubine waved at him, motioning him to come closer.
After whispering her plan, she gritted her teeth and said, "Even if I can't stop her from being crowned queen, I will never let her have an easy time."
The Third Prince nodded and said, "I will do it now. Mother, please be at ease."
After leaving the palace and returning home, he summoned his trusted guards and gave them some instructions. The guards then took his orders and left.
He turned his head to look at the dark sky outside the window, where a rainstorm was approaching, and silently prayed in his heart that everything would go well.
Ji Mansion.
"Thank you, Second Master, for making my wish come true."
Feng Qingsui said with a grateful look on his face.
The master always reported good news but not bad news. Even though she replied that she was fine and asked her not to worry, she was still worried and wanted to find an opportunity to go to the palace to confirm it in person.
I didn't expect that Ji Changqing would give me a pillow just as I dozed off.
He actually asked for a third-rank imperial decree for her!
Although she felt a little guilty about receiving this imperial edict, the imperial decree had already come down and she couldn't go back.
If you don't take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences.
Ji Changqing looked at the smiling little fox in front of him, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.
"You deserve it, you're welcome."
Hearing this, Feng Qingsui felt even more guilty.
She changed the subject and asked, "Second Master, can you lend me some manpower?"
"do what?"
"Your Majesty is determined to make my master the empress. I'm afraid someone will attack her, so I want to take precautions."
Ji Changqing smiled and said, "I have already sent people to keep an eye on several concubines, princes, and their maternal families who may be causing trouble."
Feng Qingsui: “!!!”
How can this be the Second Master!
It is clearly the old Buddha who saves people from suffering and responds to every request!
"Thank you, Second Master, for your foresight. I will build a shrine for you later!"
Ji Changqing's face darkened.
"Are you thanking me or harming me?"
Ancestral temples are built by the people for local officials who care about people's livelihood and have outstanding political achievements. Why would he, a prime minister who sits high in the temple, build a ancestral temple?
Are you afraid that the fall won't be fast enough?
Feng Qingsui smiled and said, "I heard that when Second Master was serving in the local government, some people wanted to build a shrine for you, but you persuaded them not to do so."
Ji Changqing looked at her deeply.
Does she know all this gossip?
How much preparation did she make before going to his house and pretending to be his elder sister-in-law?
Feng Qingsui: I made several preparations, but you confiscated them all during my house search. I had no choice but to come to your house.
"A tall tree attracts the wind. I don't want to go too far," he replied.
Feng Qingsui praised him highly: "Second Master is truly of high moral character. Daxi needs officials like you who are down-to-earth and dedicated."
Ji Changqing: (*￣︶￣)
After being happy, he told her the information that Zhuying had collected.
"The Third Prince has bribed several underground gangs to spread rumors about your master in the market."
Feng Qingsui's eyebrows moved slightly.
"Which gangs?"
Half an hour later, Cao Dahu, the leader of the White Tiger Gang, the largest gang in Beijing, swallowed nervously as he watched the round-faced, slightly fat young man who had knocked down all the gang members and broke into his dormitory.
"Brother, we have something to discuss. Please tell me what you want me to do."
The round-faced, slightly plump young man said nothing and put his hand into his arms.
His back was tense and his legs and feet were exerting force secretly.
With his skills, he should be able to dodge the fatal blow... right?
The next moment, two silver ingots appeared before his eyes.
“???”
He looked confused.
"You just took an order, right?"
The round-faced, slightly plump young man spoke.
"Spreading rumors about the new queen."
His face suddenly changed.
I knew I couldn’t take this order!
No matter how much money you offer, I won’t accept it!
Could a bunch of ruffians like them fabricate rumors about the woman the emperor insisted on canonizing?
As soon as the sponsor left, the killer arrived.
"I-We didn't want to accept the order. That person forced us to pay."
He said tremblingly.
"We in the White Tiger Gang never take money and never do anything. We won't pass on anything related to the Empress, and we'll take it with us into our coffins even after we die."
But please don't take his life.
The round-faced, slightly plump young man shook his head.
“No, you have to spread it.”
Cao Dahu: “???”
Could it be that this brother and the previous sponsor have the same purpose?
He glanced at the two ingots of silver and asked uncertainly, "Do you want us to criticize that person too?"
The round-faced, slightly plump young man said, "Just follow the original person's instructions, but you need to add a few more words..."
Cao Dahu agreed immediately.
"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
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