Wu Wei mentally rebuked Lan Meier for instigating trouble.
Lan Meier, in the spiritual space of Wuwei Niwan Palace, transformed into a phantom humanoid soul, stared at the Origin Pearl in the center of the spiritual space and sneered: "You wretch, don't think that just because you seized my soul's sovereignty with the help of the mysterious old man, you've won everything?"
"Tch, if it weren't for the fact that erasing your soul's origin would damage your very foundation, and a slight mishap could lead to your death and the destruction of your cultivation base, do you think you would still be alive now?" Wu Wei retorted, both annoyed and exasperated.
Lan Meier chuckled sinisterly, "Hehehe, you know it, you bitch."
You need to understand that I am you, and you are a part of me; we are inseparable.
Then you should understand that cooperation is a win-win situation, while separation will harm both sides and neither of you will benefit.
"How about we have a proper talk?"
"This princess is going to the Golden Palace to witness Zheng Ya's appeal to the emperor. I don't have time to waste with your nonsense..." Wu Wei watched Zheng Ya and his group disappear at the end of Guiyuan Street with a guilty conscience, then turned and went downstairs.
Manager Sun personally escorted her downstairs, flattering her as they walked: "Princess Wu, Zheng Ya is willing to cooperate with our Guiyuan Pharmacy to sell spiritual medicines. Having met the Princess, I hope the Princess will give his instructions. This old man will serve you at the Princess's command!"
"Oh, Guiyuan Pharmacy was originally an enterprise under the Donglin Prince, but it was not known to outsiders on the surface."
However, there were quite a few people who knew that Guiyuan Pharmacy was the eyes and ears of the Prince of Donglin in the capital, and that it was there to help the Prince of Donglin amass wealth and gather intelligence from all sides.
"You so easily betrayed the Prince of Donglin and pledged allegiance to me, the princess. You have committed the capital crime of disloyalty and betrayal. How can I trust such a shameless person?" Wu Wei walked down the wooden corridor to the bottom floor, stopped on the last step, and stared at Manager Sun, who was bending over and wiping his sweat with his sleeve, and asked.
His tone was gentle, yet it exuded an invisible authority.
Manager Sun felt as if he were under immense pressure, as if he were carrying a burden of three or four hundred pounds. He was so weak that he trembled and had difficulty breathing as he bowed and said, "Your Highness is wise."
Even though servants are ordinary people, they know the principle that a ruler chooses his ministers, and a minister chooses his ruler.
Moreover, the princess is the niece of the Prince of Donglin, making them family members.
Since I started running Guiyuan Pharmacy, I have always obeyed Consort Wu. At most, I have only helped Prince Donglin pass on some information from the capital.
In order to suppress the sixth prince born to Consort Wu, Prince Donglin openly created a rift with Consort Wu. From a young age, Emperor Chengping suspected Prince Donglin of plotting a rebellion and supporting the sixth prince to ascend the throne.
Secretly, the Prince of Donglin secretly plotted to become emperor himself!
To this end, the Prince of Donglin did not hesitate to instigate the princess to offend all the civil and military officials in order to test Emperor Chengping's bottom line, and was eventually poisoned to death.
This servant does not know how the princess escaped being poisoned, but having personally experienced such a tragedy, how could the princess not acknowledge this servant's loyalty and devotion?
"Yes, I'll be watching closely."
As for the matter of Guiyuan Pharmacy's cooperation with Zheng Ya in selling spiritual medicines, this princess has her own arrangements." Wu Wei walked out with satisfaction.
Manager Sun hurriedly escorted her to the door, and Lan Meier sneered, "You shameless woman, you dare to employ someone like that? You're courting death..."
"Shut up! Don't think that just because you suspect Manager Sun of playing a double agent with me, I know nothing about it!" Wu Wei rebuked him mentally.
Lan Meier said with disdain, "You wretch, you're too kind-hearted. You can't bear to investigate the murderer who poisoned Zheng Wu, the person who took away your physical body."
"How dare you so leniently forgive their crimes? This will only embolden them to retaliate against you, you hypocritical and despicable wretch..."
"Shut up. It's none of your business, a fallen demonic soul, to do what I do."
Little did they know that in order to defy fate and undo the many mistakes made by her predecessor Zheng Wu, this princess deliberately cultivated a benevolent image to subdue others without a fight.
Do you think Emperor Chengping would let the Prince of Donglin go?
"The murder of the seventh princess of the dynasty, Zheng Wu, is an act of disrespect to imperial authority and a plot of treason. It would be a miracle if Emperor Chengping didn't investigate." Wu Wei retorted disdainfully.
The two souls, one body, are constantly at odds.
Surrounded by Prince Rong and the crowd of spectators, Zheng Ya walked to the square in front of the Qianqing Gate, the east gate of the imperial city, where he was greeted by Prince Rong's cold laugh: "You brat, it's not too late for you to back out now."
"Kneel down and apologize to me immediately, and perhaps I'll be in a good mood and spare your life, you little brat..."
“Prince Rong, you’re feeling guilty!” Zheng Ya picked up the evidence on the Eight Immortals table with one hand, looked at the Dengwen Drum on the central platform of Qianqing Gate Square, climbed the steps, and walked steadily forward without ever glancing at Prince Rong.
Prince Rong was filled with murderous intent. Zheng Yi drew his sword and volunteered, "Your Highness, this humble servant requests permission to slay the traitor Fu Ya and purge the court of corrupt officials..."
"Hmph, I wouldn't stoop to framing a mere brat; it would only make me a laughingstock." Prince Rong said dismissively, but secretly transmitted his voice to him: "Has the poison on the Eight Immortals Table worn off?"
"Your Highness, please rest assured. The effects of the forbidden medicine in the palace last for half an hour. Manager Qi poisoned Fu Ya, but it was a mistake that Fu Ya was mistakenly poisoned."
Now that Fu Zhen has died, Fu Ya is completely unharmed. This is not because the forbidden medicine in the palace has failed, but because Fu Ya has awakened a special spiritual root that helped him turn danger into safety.
However, a full hour has passed since Manager Qi administered the drug, and the effects of the banned drug have worn off, meaning Fu Ya has no evidence.
"Once Fu Ya files a complaint with the emperor, and the imperial physician finds no poison in the food and wine, it will be clear that Fu Ya has deceived the emperor. At that time, the prince will seize the opportunity to kick him while he's down, crush this brat Fu Ya, and easily control the entire Fu family. Fu Ya is doomed!" Zheng Yi stated the truth with complete confidence.
Zheng Shier and Manager Qi, both in charge, nodded and echoed each other in voice: "Your Highness, Zheng Yi is right, Fu Ya has no evidence."
Even if Fu Ya were to appeal to the emperor, he would still be charged with deceiving the emperor.
He was implicated in the death of Fu Zhen, the patriarch of the Fu clan, and falsely accused the prince of poisoning Fu Zhen and him. If the prince were to retaliate against him, the entire court would support the prince, punish Fu Ya with death, and incidentally weaken the Fu clan's military power. Even worse…
"Alright, Zheng Twelve, His Highness will act accordingly. We must remain in our proper place." Seeing that the prince's expression was becoming increasingly gloomy, Manager Qi used his elbow to remind Zheng Twelve not to get carried away and teach the prince how to do things, interrupting Zheng Twelve's rambling.
Zheng Shier broke out in a cold sweat and immediately lowered his head in silence. Prince Rong coldly snorted and transmitted his voice: "I want to see Fu Ya's complaint to the Emperor, which is actually an impeachment for colluding with the Prince of Donglin to usurp the throne. Go and do it."
"If Your Highness commands, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!" Zheng Twelve bowed respectfully, and Prince Rong nodded slightly. Zheng Twelve then bowed and withdrew.
With a series of "thumps," Zheng Ya swung the drumstick with one hand and struck the Dengwen Drum, shocking the court and the public.
The Imperial Guards on duty on the steps next to the Dengwen Drum all changed color. At the suggestion of Prince Rong, the commander of the Imperial Guards did not stop Zheng Ya from striking the drum. Now he shouted sternly: "How dare you! Striking the Dengwen Drum will only increase your punishment."
Guards, give him a hundred lashes!
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