Everyone looked at Zhang Qing with adoration, especially the ministers who had previously been questioned by this theory; Zhang Qing seemed to be shining in their eyes.
Hahaha! Prime Minister, no one escapes the wrath of Heaven!
Zhang Qing defeated magic with magic, leaving Zhang Hui speechless. The emperor was feeling very satisfied when suddenly a figure in the hall collapsed with a thud.
"My dear minister! My dear minister, what's wrong?"
"Quickly! Quickly, summon the imperial physician! Quickly!"
"Prime Minister, hang in there!"
"Prime Minister, if all else fails, I can give you some of my sons as adoptions!"
Um?
The crowd, busy calling for the imperial physician and pinching Zhang Hui's philtrum, turned to look at the person who had spoken up. "So you think you have a lot of sons? Showing off, huh? There's a clear example right in front of us. Be careful, those sons of yours might not even be your biological children!"
The person who was speaking was now facing death stares from everyone, so they quickly shut up.
Grandpa Zhang, who was still breathing, suddenly turned his head to the side and died after hearing that his son was to be adopted by someone else.
"Where is the imperial physician! The imperial physician!"
"Prime Minister, wake up!"
The court was in chaos once again. Only Zhang Qing remained untouched by the dust. He stood up, dusted off his clothes, and glanced sideways at Zhang Hui, who was being carried out. "Old man, you're putting on quite a show."
The morning court session ended abruptly with Zhang Hui being carried out. After the imperial physicians confirmed that Zhang Hui was not seriously injured, the emperor went to the inner palace.
At that time, Consort Zhao and Consort Meng next door were fighting fiercely, while Chuanwen, holding the little princess, watched in utter bewilderment.
The emperor arrived at this moment. Upon seeing the scene, he quickly took two steps back to avoid being caught in the crossfire, and then asked the messenger beside him what had happened.
Chuanwen honestly shook his head and told the truth: "They were eating fine just now, she was calling her sister, and she was calling her younger sister, they were very affectionate. But for some reason, while they were eating, Zhao Jieyu's teeth started grinding, and she looked at Meng Pin with a strange look. Then Meng Pin's hand holding the chopsticks gradually tightened, and she broke both chopsticks. Their eyes were practically sparking with anger. Then she spat in Meng Pin's face, and Meng Pin threw vegetable leaves in her face. Finally, it turned into a fight!"
When Chuanwen mentioned Consort Zhao, he pointed at Consort Zhao; when he mentioned Consort Meng, he pointed at Consort Meng. He kept pointing at one and then the other, making the emperor's eyes blurry. However, the emperor roughly understood what he was talking about. He looked at the culprit, Chuanwen, and asked with a smile, "Why do you think those two fought?"
Chuanwen was speechless; hadn't she already said she didn't know? However, she still thought to herself: [Could it be that Consort Zhao knows that Consort Meng is saying behind her back that she's a greedy person who only takes in things and never gives them out? Sigh, what can you do when your father is an accountant? It's an occupational hazard; he's the kind of person who compares prices at eighty-two shops before even buying a thread, and then tries to get a couple more needles from the shopkeeper.]
Oh, that's quite stingy, the emperor listened with great interest.
[Didn't Consort Zhao also speak ill of Consort Meng behind her back, saying she was a vixen who only used despicable means to seduce the Emperor?]
The Emperor, who was engrossed in watching the drama unfold, was startled. He declared, "First of all, I was not seduced by Consort Meng's low-class methods..."
Last month, Consort Zhao even peeked through the window and saw Consort Meng performing a striptease for the Emperor...
Cough cough cough! The emperor choked on his saliva and coughed violently. Chuanwen looked over in confusion, and the emperor quickly turned his face away. This little girl, doesn't she know shame? Why does she tell everyone everything?
"Quickly, separate them!"
The emperor, his face dark, ordered the palace maids and eunuchs to go into battle. The maids and eunuchs, who were afraid to enter the battlefield, had no choice but to bite the bullet and go. After successfully pulling Zhao Jieyu and Meng Pin apart, the maids and eunuchs were all covered in bruises. Some had their arms pinched and were wincing in pain, some had their faces scratched, and the most serious one had his head hit by a brick and was bleeding profusely. The emperor and Chuanwen were shocked and took two steps back.
[If Consort Zhao and Consort Meng were thrown onto the battlefield, would the Western Regions have been able to run rampant for three years? They would be wiped out in no time!]
Chuanwen once again witnessed the ironclad rule: never mess with a woman!
The emperor snapped to attention, "Yes, yes, you've hit the nail on the head! Tell me more! When will the war in the Western Regions begin? What are their military strategies? Tell me quickly!"
The emperor was desperate to know, but after being pulled apart by palace maids and eunuchs, Consort Zhao and Consort Meng finally saw him. They ran towards him crying and clinging to his legs, shouting in unison, "Your Majesty, you must do justice for us!"
The emperor glanced silently at the unfortunate eunuch who was being helped away, his head covered in blood. He chuckled, wondering if these two needed his intervention.
"I have observed that both of my beloved consorts are very brave. It just so happens that the Dragon Martial Army is short of manpower, so both of you should go and report for duty now."
The emperor had already begun to form a plan in his mind. He sneered to himself, "So the Western Regions want to start a war? I'll let you taste the iron cavalry of my Great Jin!"
Consort Zhao and Consort Meng stopped crying abruptly. Consort Zhao sobbed twice, "Your Majesty... how could I, a weak woman, go to such a place?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, I am a woman, how can I go to a place full of men?" Consort Meng also sobbed, drawing circles on the emperor's thigh with her finger.
The emperor froze, then quickly ordered his men to drag the two away. What kind of behavior was this! What kind of behavior was this! There was a child among them!
The emperor inexplicably glanced at the message that Meng Pin hadn't noticed, even though he hadn't seen it. "Hmm? What's wrong?"
Ahem! The emperor composed himself, and quickly left the troublesome place with the messenger and the little princess!
The emperor arrived at the empress's palace with his entourage, just in time for the empress to have her meal. Chuanwen was overjoyed; the dining table had been smashed earlier, but now there was good food to enjoy.
However, upon seeing the two dishes on the table—tofu with scallions and stir-fried cucumber—Chuanwen was speechless.
[Oh, I forgot, the Queen started eating vegetarian meals three years ago in hopes that her son's illness would improve...]
The Empress was hearing Chuanwen's thoughts for the first time and was quite curious. She looked at the palace maids beside her and saw that they hadn't heard anything and were busy with their own tasks, which made her even more curious.
So, just like the emperor, he pretended nothing was wrong and asked for more bowls and chopsticks, but he had already pricked up his ears.
Chuanwen picked up a piece of food and sighed, "What kind of karma has she created!"
[Your Highness, why are you pretending to be sick? If you don't want to be the Crown Prince, can't you just say so? Aren't you afraid that you'll be exposed one day?]
[Sigh, in the original story, this foolish crown prince didn't give himself away, but people didn't even need to think of a reason to kill him; he died of illness, which was perfectly reasonable! Who told you to stay indoors all day, never even going to the morning court, and then claim you were too sick to get out of bed?]
Isn't this just digging their own grave?!
Chuanwen inwardly cursed the Crown Prince, feeling utterly hopeless as he faced a table full of vegetarian dishes.
The emperor and empress were stunned. Their son was faking illness!
But they also sent the imperial physicians to see him, and the physicians all came back saying that the prince's illness was serious, so how could he be faking it!
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