Chapter 74 What are you doing?
When Jiang Shuyi went to the Palace of Heavenly Purity, Pei Yan was reading the report from the Inspectorate.
He never avoided Jiang Shuyi when handling government affairs, because he knew that she would only be rude to herself and not care about others.
However, today, Jiang Shuyi's eyes were glued to the report in his hand.
Pei Yan didn't think she would betray him, but he was still a little unhappy.
"Grind ink for me."
After he finished giving the order, the person beside him did not move at all. Pei Yan could not help but close the memorial and looked up at her: "Jiang Shuyi, I can't order you around anymore, right?"
Jiang Shuyi had been concentrating on the memorial, and now seeing him suddenly scolding her, she was stunned at first, and then the uneasiness and grievance that had been accumulating from Concubine Wu gradually surged up.
She looked at Pei Yan with fragile eyes, and said in a gentle voice with a hint of disbelief: "Your Majesty was reluctant to order me around, and reluctant to speak harshly to me..."
Pei Yan: "...What harsh words did I say to you?"
Jiang Shuyi bit her lip and said nothing, subconsciously looking at the memorial in his hand, which she had only read half of.
Pei Yan's face suddenly turned bad, and he ordered: "Stand by the window, with your back to me, for an incense stick of time and think about what you did wrong."
In the past, Jiang Shuyi would have definitely pestered him and acted like a spoiled child to avoid punishment, saying that she knew she was wrong now. But today, she said nothing, turned around and quickly stood by the window, and even her back revealed a bit of determination to break up with him.
Cheng Shouzhong watched with trepidation, not knowing what had happened to Empress Jiang today. It seemed that the sky that had just been clear for His Majesty was about to turn cloudy and rainy.
Pei Yan stared at Jiang Shuyi's back with a sullen face for a long time, then picked up the memorial and continued reading.
She should reflect for a while and think clearly about who is her husband and who is her master, and who she should have in her eyes.
This was nothing more than a memorial enumerating Wen Huan's crimes. Since the time of his father, Wen Huan had relied on his military achievements to place his cronies in the court and to bend the law for personal gain. In his eyes, except for his own relatives and confidants, the rest of the people were lower than dogs and animals. It was conceivable how many evil things he had done for himself and his relatives over the past few decades.
When a person dies, his crime is forgiven and he cannot be held accountable, but his living relatives who benefited from him in the past will also be implicated now. Also, those officials who relied on him to do evil and colluded with him will also be held accountable one by one.
The Ministry of Justice has received quite a few major cases recently, all of which involved subjects who were wronged in the past. Upon hearing that Wen Huan had died, they prepared to file an appeal.
Pei Yan finished reading the report and turned his gaze to Jiang Shuyi.
She was still standing there, her back looking weak and pitiful, with the shadow of the flower falling on her thin shoulders, as if she had realized her mistake.
"Jiang Shuyi."
Hearing the call, Jiang Shuyi turned around. Her eyes were a little red from the wind, and she rubbed them subconsciously.
"Why are you crying?" Pei Yan looked at her, feeling a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and said, "It's good that you know you are wrong. Come here, I will hug you."
Jiang Shuyi wanted to say that she didn't cry, but when she saw Pei Yan's attitude suddenly soften, she suddenly felt a hundred times more sad and aggrieved than when she was punished to stand just now.
She stood there motionless, staring at Pei Yan without blinking, and seemed to be about to cry. Pei Yan had no choice but to put down his hand and sighed helplessly: "Jiang Shuyi, what are you doing today?"
He really didn't understand: "Since you came in, you have been unruly and stared at my memorials. Do I need to teach you that the harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs? I love you and didn't punish you or even scold you. I just asked you to grind ink for me as a reminder, but you turned your face away from me. Anyone would be severely punished for what you did, but I couldn't even bear to let you kneel. I just asked you to stand and think for a while, and you acted like this again."
Jiang Shuyi was completely moved to tears.
She hadn't felt this way for a long time. As a mother for ten years, she had always taught Pei Yu earnestly and patiently, and then she was so angry that she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. Now, she was taught a lesson by Pei Yan and cried bitterly. Only then did she truly feel like she was back in the East Palace, where she could cry, laugh and play as she pleased, and even if she made a mistake, he would cover it for her.
"You want to see my memorial, right?"
Pei Yan didn't want her to cry under the bed, especially crying so heartbreakingly.
He placed the memorial on the golden nanmu desk and pushed it towards Jiang Shuyi: "Look, I don't know what's so good about this to you."
Jiang Shuyi didn't look at the memorial. She realized that she was being unreasonable, so she started crying and blamed him: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty doesn't want me anymore..."
Pei Yan: "I don't want you. Now I should have someone take you away and lock you up. You can never cause me any trouble again."
Jiang Shuyi continued to sob and turned the tables: "Then why did Your Majesty only let me go over there and not come over to hug me?"
Pei Yan could tell this time that she was acting coquettishly. He saw that she seemed a little guilty, but with a look of pity and hope, but he finally indulged her and stood up and went to hug her.
"Tell me what you are making a fuss about."
Pei Yan held Jiang Shuyi in his arms, scolding her with a hint of helplessness.
Jiang Shuyi stopped crying and began to sob and complain: "It was the Imperial Concubine. The Imperial Concubine said that Wen Huan's concubine Zheng was beautiful, even more beautiful than me. Minister Guo adopted her as his adopted daughter with the intention of presenting her to Your Majesty. When Your Majesty sees Zheng, he will surely be amazed, and then he will take her into the harem, favor her all day long, and neglect me..."
Pei Yan finally understood why she was different today.
He pinched Jiang Shuyi's face and said, "Do you believe whatever others say?"
Jiang Shuyi raised her eyes in grievance: "Otherwise, why didn't Minister Guo, who is so young, take that girl in as his adopted sister, but only as his adopted daughter? Is it just to give her a respectable family background, and change her surname, so that she is no longer the concubine of the traitor Zheng, but the daughter of the Minister of Military Affairs, and can enter the palace just in time!"
Pei Yan knew that she was upset because of jealousy, so he felt much happier and explained, "Guo Zhenxiong's wife is very aggressive. If he went out to fight and brought his adopted sister home, his wife would definitely make a scene."
Jiang Shuyi felt relieved, but then she felt more anxious again. She looked at Pei Yan sadly, "Even if General Guo didn't mean that, would His Majesty..."
In the previous life, Zheng had never killed Wen Huan, so there was naturally no need to reward them based on their merits. Now Guo Zhenxiong wants to bring Zheng to the emperor to ask for a reward. Will Pei Yan be tempted when he sees the rumored beauty?
"There is also a you in my palace."
Pei Yan was quite pleased with her appearance of being suspicious because of her deep love for him. He said with a slight curve in his lips: "If I take her into the harem, you will definitely make a big fuss. I am a wise ruler and I hope the harem will be stable, so let it go."
Jiang Shuyi's eyes widened immediately: "If I don't make trouble, Your Majesty will take her into the harem?!"
Pei Yan's dark eyes held a hint of smile, and he said meaningfully: "Women are jealous and defensive, even kings cannot avoid it. If you don't make a fuss, it means you don't care about me, and I won't love you anymore. It's none of your business who I marry."
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