Sheng Jingyu suddenly realized: "Is that so? But if Father wanted to do it secretly, why would he need to find me? There are many more secretive methods that wouldn't be discovered."
Isn't he just trying to shift the blame?
He died quietly, and the emperor feared that someone would suspect him.
"You have a personal grudge against the Empress. Only by letting you take revenge yourself can you appease the court officials and the people." The Emperor gave him a reason that seemed plausible on the surface.
People inside and outside the palace are crying out for Sheng Jingyu; if this isn't dealt with soon, he might really be forced to abdicate.
Sheng Jingyu nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go now?"
Seeing that he agreed so readily, the emperor, still harboring suspicions, remained uneasy.
"You go first. I haven't seen the Princess for many days and would like to have a chat with her." The Emperor left a hostage.
Sheng Jingyu nodded helplessly; he knew it would be like this.
Eunuch Hu sent a young eunuch out to call Su Wenyuan in, which made the Emperor wait again.
She's not going to stand outside in the wind like a mule!
There are so many things to do right now; if she gets sick, she'll miss out on so much excitement.
The Emperor calculated the time and knew that she was not waiting outside, but must have found a warm place to sit and wait.
He wanted to lash out, but he still needed Sheng Jingyu to take the blame for the murder, so he could only endure it; it wasn't a big deal.
"Go ahead, is there anything else you need to prepare?" the Emperor asked.
"It depends on Father's wishes."
These words sound incredibly sarcastic; his sincerity is hardly something to offer.
The Emperor gave Eunuch Hu a wink, and Eunuch Hu nodded and went out to prepare the items, which were nothing more than objects used for executing someone in the palace.
After Sheng Jingyu left, the Emperor turned to look at Su Wenyuan and let out a long sigh.
It's all her fault!
Why was I so blind to the idea of arranging a marriage for Sheng Jingyu, and to give him such a princess?
From the moment she became a princess, things became unsettled both inside and outside the palace, with accidents frequently occurring.
The Marquis of Anle, whose name had not been mentioned for many years, was successfully exonerated.
How many more people have died because of this incident!
As the emperor recalled the past, a mix of complex emotions welled up in his heart, but regret was the dominant one.
This marriage should never have been arranged for Sheng Jingyu.
He kept sighing and occasionally gave Su Wenyuan a disdainful look.
Su Wenyuan didn't say anything, quietly waiting for him to sort out his thoughts.
Before his death, Wan Yanzhong told the emperor about the map of Prince Qi's tomb.
If the Emperor found out about something so important, I thought he would summon the two of them to the palace immediately to inquire about it.
However, Su Wenyuan never received an audience with the Emperor.
It's strange that I only met the Emperor today and he hasn't said a word.
After a long while, the Emperor finally asked, "Is there anything missing from the ancestral hall within the mansion?"
Su Wenyuan's desire to rebuild the ancestral hall caused quite a stir. The Emperor asked about this first because he intended to punish her and felt she was causing trouble. This matter could have been done secretly; there was no need to make such a big fuss.
The Emperor clearly failed to learn a lesson from Sheng Jingyu.
Speaking in a roundabout way is giving Su Wenyuan the opportunity to play dumb.
“We are missing a lot. The Yu family only has a bunch of ancestral tablets left. I don’t want to do a perfunctory job. The ancestral hall is under reconstruction and will take some time.”
Not only did she pretend not to understand, but she also deliberately brought up the fact that the Yu family members were all dead, mocking the emperor.
In an effort to stop the war between the two countries, he smeared the Marquis of Anle, even killing the servants in his household, and yet he still blamed her for making a big fuss?
Su Wenyuan felt she had already restrained herself enough!
The emperor frowned slightly, raised his hand to his chest, and tried to calm his breathing. That suffocating feeling returned.
Later, the imperial physician will have to examine it carefully.
Su Wenyuan noticed that the Emperor's complexion was off, and it seemed that he was indeed having health problems.
She waited for the emperor to continue asking questions, while carefully observing his state, thinking of asking Hua Ling when she got back.
I don't know what illness it is, but it would be better if it were more serious, then she would have less to worry about.
Not long after, the discomfort disappeared, and the Emperor continued talking to Su Wenyuan.
"Building an ancestral hall is a major undertaking, and it's right to be meticulous. But finishing it sooner will allow the deceased to rest in peace, at least having a place to rest in peace," the Emperor urged tactfully.
He didn't know what the ancestral hall would look like.
But he sent someone to check it out, and it was quite a large-scale operation.
Isn't it enough to just have a place to put the memorial tablet?
He was genuinely afraid of Su Wenyuan, who turned the entire Anle Marquis's mansion into an ancestral hall, then added a stele and a plaque outside the hall.
This is no longer an ancestral hall; it's about nailing him to the pillar of shame, for fear that his deeds will be forgotten.
Of course, this is just the emperor's conjecture. He has not yet seen its true appearance and does not know what it looks like.
Anyway, it's always good to get Su Wenyuan to fix it as soon as possible.
Su Wenyuan said helplessly, "We've been wandering around for over ten years already, so what's another year or two? If we can improve ourselves, it will be easier to hold a religious ceremony and offer incense for the deceased in the future."
The craftsmen who built the ancestral hall were also people who were nearing the end of their lives.
Ultimately, it's up to them to decide how it should be renovated.
Su Wenyuan only made a few requests at the beginning, and they not only agreed, but also swore on the spot that they would definitely repair the ancestral hall.
Su Wenyuan had no doubt about this. They were not only after this business deal, but more importantly, it was the Yu family ancestral hall.
Su Wenyuan and that group of people have never had a direct conversation.
It was as if there was a thin layer of paper separating the two sides; neither of them had broken through it, yet they both knew exactly what was going on.
"Is it really necessary to build this ancestral hall?" the emperor asked, his face showing displeasure.
What's wrong with this couple? Are they both pretending not to understand him?
Su Wenyuan asked in confusion, "Does Father Emperor not want me to repair it?"
The emperor did not give a direct answer, which can be considered as tacit agreement.
Su Wenyuan pressed further, "If Father doesn't want me to repair it, just tell me, and I won't."
It's temporary; it will need to be fixed sooner or later.
The emperor was speechless for a moment. If he dared to say such a thing, he would be cursed to death.
"I didn't say you couldn't repair it, but it's too expensive and extravagant, which is inappropriate." The Emperor glared at her through gritted teeth.
If he offers a way out, take it quickly and don't make him angry anymore.
Su Wenyuan smiled and said, "Father, rest assured, all the expenses were paid from my dowry. I didn't touch the prince's money. This dowry was also left by my mother. It's appropriate to spend it on family members!"
"Alright!" The Emperor nodded heavily, refusing to say anything more.
Despite the subtle and overt reminders, Su Wenyuan pretended not to understand. Wasn't her attitude obvious enough?
Even if you force her not to fix it, she'll find another way to get you to agree later.
The Emperor had already experienced this once before. In the reinvestigation of Marquis Anle's treason, Su Wenyuan was just as persistent.
No matter how he expressed his dissatisfaction, Su Wenyuan insisted on investigating.
The final result was obvious: Su Wenyuan was still the better player.
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