Chapter 8: Fake Imperial Master
"Why don't you help the Queen leave quickly? Look how scared the little princess is."
As Emperor Yongping spoke, he glared at the two maids who were supporting the Empress.
The two men were frightened and rushed under the case, dragged the empress out and went to the side hall.
The queen didn't move a muscle. It was unclear whether she was really dizzy or just pretending.
"Don't cry, Nannan. Come on, the emperor will take you out to see the flowers."
When Emperor Yongping saw the little guy in his arms crying, he quickly patted the swaddling clothes to comfort him.
[The emperor is awesome. This time he was not influenced by the heroine's halo. He is indeed the smartest emperor in the world. ]
When Chu Qinshu saw the empress being dragged away, she stopped crying and grinned foolishly at Emperor Yongping.
"Well, Nannan is really the emperor's good granddaughter. She stops crying once she is coaxed. She is really smart and sensible."
Emperor Yongping doesn't understand what the heroine's halo is.
But he was also unwilling to admit that he was a little afraid of the worm valley that his granddaughter mentioned, and that was why he didn't want the queen to pounce on him.
He's holding his granddaughter in his arms, so it's normal for him to hide for a while, right?
Although he has not figured out a way to verify the fact that the queen is carrying worms, it is always better to avoid it now that he knows it.
I decided to take my granddaughter to the garden for a stroll.
Day after day, all he saw were skeletons and unkempt people. He had to go out and see the scenery to refresh his eyes.
Seeing Emperor Yongping carrying Chu Qinshu out, everyone in the study who had been trying hard to reduce their presence breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially Lin Fu who escaped the disaster. He didn't even have time to wipe the blood from his nose. He just got up and ran away. I'm afraid that any rabbit would admit defeat if they saw him.
You know, in the past ten years, there were at least eighty eunuchs and palace maids who were beaten to death because of offending the former Concubine Rou and now the Empress.
He thought that today would be the day of his death, but he did not expect that Emperor Yongping would not punish him.
It goes without saying that it was the little princess's credit.
The little princess must be blessed by a lucky star. Even a eunuch like him feels blessed by her.
He would personally supervise the Ministry of Rites in drafting a title for her, and would not allow them to take up their duties unless they could come up with one.
Emperor Yongping was not deceived by the words of the Empress today. In Cui's eyes, even with Chu Qinshu around, he began to think more.
Chu Yanjing listened to Chu Qinshu's thoughts the whole time, and what he knew had already made him feel confused, but he still looked calm.
He was very sensitive and had already seen it. His royal grandfather could also hear his sister's thoughts.
But I'm not sure whether he will believe it.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master requests an audience."
Several people were almost reaching the door of Yu's study when they suddenly heard a message from the eunuch.
"Announce it."
Forget it. The affairs of Fengming Palace must be explained. It would be a good idea to leave it to the imperial master.
Emperor Yongping carried Chu Qinshu back, and Cui and Chu Yanjing had no choice but to follow.
"Give the wife of the Duke of Fu a seat."
Emperor Yongping had already sat behind the case holding Chu Qinshu, and had no intention of returning her to Cui.
After the palace maid brought a stool, Cui sat down by herself.
Emperor Yongping likes the little girl, which is a great thing for Donggong. She is so happy that she won't rush to take her away.
"I, your humble servant, pay my respects to His Majesty. Long live His Majesty."
The Imperial Preceptor was a white-faced monk in his forties, with a bald head and face, looking like a big steamed bun.
"No need to be polite, Imperial Master. Please give me a seat."
Sheng Anguo believed in Buddhism and offered sacrifices to heaven and earth every year. He would always rely on the imperial teacher to ask about good and bad luck.
Emperor Yongping was always polite to the Imperial Master, and when he saw that he had an injury on his face and was limping, he asked the palace maids to bring him a stool.
"I thank the emperor for his grace."
The Imperial Master bowed and thanked him before leaning sideways to sit on the stool.
"Ouch~"
He almost jumped up as he touched the stool.
If you don't know, you might think someone put nails on his stool.
"Does the Imperial Master want to summon the Imperial Physician?"
Emperor Yongping also found it strange to see him like this.
The Imperial Master stayed in the observatory every day, either observing the celestial phenomena or fortune-telling, and he didn't have to fight with anyone, so how could he have been injured so badly?
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I am fine. I have already applied the medicine on the wound."
The Imperial Preceptor stood up, bowed to Emperor Yongping, and then simply stood there.
But my legs hurt when I stand.
When Cui saw the Imperial Master like this, she had guessed 80% of what was going on.
The secret guards watching the Observatory were arranged by Yu Jinyi at her behest. The Imperial Master must have done something bad, otherwise the secret guards would not have attacked him.
[Your Majesty, this imperial teacher is a fake monk. He also had a son with... with someone else. He is already five years old.]
Chu Qinshu was muttering to herself, blowing bubbles from her mouth, looking like a gossiper.
Emperor Yongping was just about to ask the imperial teacher about the affairs of Fengming Palace. How could he ask this?
The dignified imperial teacher of Sheng Anguo turned out to be a fake monk?
Then aren't all these years of praying and offering sacrifices just fooling our ancestors?
Emperor Yongping frowned tightly and stared at the imperial teacher without saying a word.
It seemed as if he wanted to verify the truthfulness of his granddaughter's words through his chubby white face.
"Your Majesty, I... these injuries were caused by my careless fall when I was going down the stairs. They are not a problem."
The Imperial Preceptor thought that Emperor Yongping was worried about him, and hurriedly explained.
"It's good that there is no problem. Does the Imperial Master know about the Fengming Palace?"
Emperor Yongping no longer frowned, but instead had a peaceful expression as usual.
"In reply to your Majesty, I am here for the matter of Fengming Palace."
The Imperial Master bowed in a serious tone.
"Oh? Did the Imperial Master notice something was wrong?"
Emperor Yongping asked.
"Your Majesty, I see that there is an evil spirit spreading in the palace right now. I am afraid..."
Having said this, the Imperial Master stopped talking with a serious expression and glanced at the other people in Yu's study.
"They are not outsiders, there is no need to be shy, just speak frankly."
Emperor Yongping certainly understood what the Imperial Master meant, but he did not want Cui to take his granddaughter away. He wanted to hear more about the Imperial Master.
"This... Your Majesty, I... I observed the sky last night and found that a demon star descended today and landed in the direction of the East Palace."
The Imperial Master bowed again as he spoke, then lowered his head and remained silent.
"Oh? Since you have already observed the celestial phenomena, why didn't you tell me about the evil star earlier?"
Emperor Yongping was already a little angry. Why did the Imperial Preceptor also drag the affairs of Fengming Palace into the Eastern Palace?
"In reply to the emperor, the advent of an evil star is a sign of disaster for the country. This matter is of great importance. I must ensure that nothing goes wrong before I dare to report it."
The Imperial Preceptor did not detect the dissatisfaction in Emperor Yongping's tone, and continued to reply according to the words he had prepared in advance.
"Your Majesty, you should think twice about what the Imperial Master said. After all, the saying that evil stars bring disaster to the world is not groundless. There are precedents of this happening hundreds of years ago."
Before Emperor Yongping could say anything, the empress, who had finished dressing up, came out from the side hall again.
She had started preparing for this day several months in advance, so how could she give up so easily?
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