Lin Mushen was speechless. He hadn't expected the emperor to find the evidence so quickly.
But so much time has passed, why keep bringing this up?
Lin Mushen said it aloud, just as he was thinking.
Emperor Rongsheng said, "Tell me why I should bring this up again, or let Jiang Zhongyong denounce you."
Lin Mushen remained silent.
He is in the wrong today.
What he couldn't understand was who had the ability to imitate his handwriting so perfectly.
If he didn't remember not having written the letter, even he would have thought it was his own handwriting.
*
General's Mansion
After Lin Mushen left, Jiang Zhongyong and Lin Muheng's faces darkened.
Lin Mushen is trying to put the General's Mansion in a deadly situation.
Looking at the long letter in his hand, he realized that the man in black had slipped it into a hidden compartment in the study.
If this letter is actually discovered, the general's mansion will surely be ransacked and the general exiled.
Night Breeze stood smugly to the side.
He learned a great skill from a young age. He could forge anyone's handwriting just by looking at it.
Before the prince sent him to the general's mansion, he had him write this letter.
He still has more than a dozen letters on him.
He changed the location wherever the man in black left the letter.
The King of Jin's plan failed.
As long as General Hu keeps pressing this matter, claiming that Prince Jin wrote this letter with the intention of ruining the reputation of the future Princess Consort of Yu.
To quell the matter, the Emperor would reprimand Prince Jin once again.
The fact that Prince Jin lost several loyal followers and was punished is quite satisfying.
Lin Muheng gave Ye Feng a sharp look, and Ye Feng quickly wiped the smile off his face: "You did a good job this time. You can go now."
"Yes," Ye Feng replied respectfully.
After the night breeze left, Lin Muheng angrily crumpled the letter in his hand into a ball. "That Lin Mushen, he's so vicious!"
Jiang Zhongyong sighed deeply, "For now, we can only swallow our anger. However, we are very grateful to Ye Feng this time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Lin Muheng nodded. "It seems we need to be even more careful from now on. As for Wei'er, I will seek justice for her."
Jiang Zhongyong remained silent for a moment, then said, "This matter concerns the face of the royal family. We cannot act rashly. Let's wait for His Majesty's decree."
But the score with Prince Jin will have to be settled sooner or later.
*
The general's mansion returned to its former tranquility.
But beneath the calm surface, Jiang Zhongyong knew.
If the Prince of Jin's attempt to frame him fails this time, he will try again.
His relationship with Prince Yu was one of life and death.
Because of this incident, the emperor only gave Prince Jin a warning and did not pursue the matter further.
After all, Consort Zheng still held some weight in the Emperor's heart.
There is no need to punish someone twice for the same thing.
It's just that Jiang Zhongyong has been wronged.
To appease the Jiang family, Consort Zheng specially held a flower-viewing banquet.
Since the Crown Prince left, the Empress has been like an invisible person, not caring about anything.
Consort Zheng received half of the power to manage the six palaces.
Consort Zheng is now enjoying great prestige.
Therefore, in order to demonstrate their rights.
Consort Zheng, who was said to be seriously ill by Prince Jin, quickly began arranging a flower-viewing banquet.
Even Madam Jiang was among those invited.
She specially sent her trusted nanny to the Jiang residence to invite people, as this was the only prestigious family to receive this honor.
After receiving the invitation, Madam Jiang began making preparations for attending the banquet. She understood that this was not just a simple banquet, but a contest of power.
On the day of the banquet, dignitaries from all walks of life flocked to the event, creating a lively and bustling scene. However, behind this apparent prosperity, countless undercurrents were brewing.
Consort Zheng, dressed in magnificent robes, sat regally in the main seat, a smug smile on her face. She glanced around, her gaze settling on Madam Jiang, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.
As the music began, the dancers began to move gracefully. The guests were all captivated by the beautiful atmosphere. However, Madam Jiang remained vigilant; she knew that this banquet would not be so peaceful.
Jiang Chuwei has now become accustomed to going to the palace.
As long as you don't wander around or look around aimlessly in the palace, and you're careful, there's really nothing to worry about.
However, everyone in the palace is cunning and scheming. After several rounds of drinks, Consort Zheng suddenly stood up, raised her wine cup, and smiled at Madam Jiang, saying, "Today's banquet is to celebrate the arrival of winter and to thank Madam Jiang for her support." After speaking, she took a small sip of the wine in her cup.
Who would believe that?
Prince Yu will soon be Lady Jiang's son-in-law, so how could Lady Jiang possibly support Consort Zheng?
But since the Imperial Concubine said so, others just listened without really listening.
Everyone responded enthusiastically, praising Consort Zheng's benevolence. Madam Jiang also raised her cup, responding cautiously.
Consort Zheng continued, "I've heard that Miss Jiang is talented in both arts and sciences. Why don't you perform a song here to enhance the drinking experience?" Her gaze fell directly on Jiang Chuwei, carrying a hint of provocation.
Jiang Chuwei smiled and agreed, "This humble woman is not talented, but since Your Highness has such an interest, I will not stand on ceremony and will make a painting!"
"Heh, painting? You're really overestimating yourself." A voice came from behind.
"Ruofeng, you mustn't be rude!" Madam Yao scolded.
Wherever Yao Ruofeng is, she will clash with Jiang Chuwei. Jiang Chuwei smiled slightly and replied calmly, "Would Miss Ruofeng also be willing to show off her skills?"
Seeing this, Consort Zheng smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "Both of you are talented women, why don't you each show off your talents and let us feast our eyes on you?"
Yao Ruofeng snorted coldly, then ordered someone to bring brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. Before long, a lifelike painting of flowers and birds was presented to everyone.
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