Old Madam Ruan took her newly acquired sandalwood cane and left first.
Today is the Double Ninth Festival, and as usual, we prepare some rewards or favors.
Those who see it and receive a share naturally receive the smallest share. The rest are divided into several grades, and then there are those who receive according to their own whims.
The reward that Madam Ruan received was quite good: a box of longevity incense, a pair of gold ingots, and five hundred taels of silver.
Even if it's not the Double Ninth Festival every day, coming once a year is enough to eat for a whole year.
This is naturally out of compassion; families like the Yang and Fu families would not naturally reward them with several hundred taels of silver.
But this is not shameful, because there are always some elderly people who are not very good on Double Ninth Festival, and it is customary to give them money directly.
The atmosphere inside the hall was somewhat eerie.
This has nothing to do with Madam Ruan. She's been in the countryside for more than a year or two.
Besides, it's either in the city or the countryside, it's not a rare thing.
On Madam Xu's side, Kong Zhenjun has gained some momentum, and if things continue like this, she might be ruined.
So someone directly shouted, "Old Madam Xu, please compose a poem too."
A group of people praised her, saying, "Madam Xu is a devoted wife and mother, and I've heard that her grandson is quite talented as well."
He then praised her again, saying, "Miss Kong is learned and talented, and possesses a quiet and virtuous character."
A group of people asked Miss Kong to write a poem.
Madam Xu and Kong Zhenjun had no choice but to come out again.
After finishing writing the poem, Chen Zhen crumpled it into a ball, threw it on the ground, and left.
Kong Zhenjun brushed past her, and heard her say "bitch," but Kong Zhenjun remained expressionless.
Huan Yue sat on it and ate.
Today, he narrowed his eyes, his expression blank.
An eunuch arrived and reported the progress of the Crown Prince's palace in a low voice.
Today, it is particularly faint, even silent: kill.
The official understood. They could all guess, but requesting permission was essential.
All those people, regardless of whether they are from the Dong or Cui family, who are interfering in the palace, should be killed.
The world belongs to everyone, but the imperial palace must belong to the royal family. If this is not kept in our own hands, it is extremely dangerous and will eventually lead to bloodshed.
Lady Dong, who was closest to the emperor, paused for a moment and glanced at him.
Even now, she only gets a cold look from him.
Madam Dong froze, too afraid to move. Xie Yu could kill her at any moment.
Xie Zhou remained calm. He had investigated the Crown Prince's Palace. Some areas were inconvenient to deal with, so wasn't this a good opportunity?
Give them a chance to jump; after a few more jumps, the area will be mostly cleared.
Otherwise, Lu Fengyi and Lan Fengyi wouldn't have been able to escape today. Did you think the Crown Prince didn't have these tricks up his sleeve?
The weather was bad throughout today's banquet; it looked like it was raining outside, and it was very cold.
Qionghua Zhenren was fully recovered and entered the hall again.
Huan Yue thought, "If you add some background music, it'll be like the King's Return?"
Qionghua Zhenren is a professional swindler. He's quite convincing at pretending to be a deity, but he lacks any real ethereal quality.
She sits on the floor or carpet, exuding an ethereal aura!
Xie Zhou suggested to his father, the Emperor, "The Changchun Temple in Yongjia Ward is currently vacant. Why not grant it to the Venerable Fushan and Venerable Qionghua for temporary residence?"
The emperor granted the request without hesitation.
Qionghua Zhenren almost jumped up from the ground!
Yongjiafang and Anxingfang are next to each other, but living in the Pei family and living in the Taoist temple are two different things.
While living in a Taoist temple is perfectly natural, reciting scriptures in a Taoist temple is more like chanting scriptures in a palace.
Qionghua Zhenren maintained a composed demeanor and said, "No need for that trouble."
Huan Yue asked, "Do you want to acknowledge your ancestors and return to your clan?"
It amused everyone.
The fact that Master Fushan and Master Qionghua are still living in the Pei family is no small matter!
Qionghua Zhenren said angrily and sternly, "The innocent will remain innocent!"
Huan Yue didn't argue with her: "Eyes can lie, and ears can mishear. But once something has happened, you can't fool people forever."
Princess Tong'an asked, "Is Master Qionghua preparing to defy the imperial decree?"
Ms. Dong said, "Then we must respect the wishes of the real person."
Huan Yue asked, "Don't we need to respect the sage's wishes? The sage is shameless, so you can hit him as you please?"
Ouyang stepped forward and said, "Why should a sage argue with a true man?"
Huan Yue asked, "Why should a sage bother with petty people? Is that even human language? Is this the attitude of the Dong family?"
Princess Changning counted on her fingers: "Not arguing with children, not arguing with the elderly, not arguing with real people, does that mean Father Emperor is petty and nitpicky?"
Huan Yue said, "Actually, it's not about respecting the sage as a person, but about respecting the right path. Stop engaging in crooked practices and talking nonsense all day long. Besides, who doesn't know what you're thinking? There's nothing to praise about it."
Nowadays, only Qing'e dares to speak without any expression.
Xie Zhou dared not. However, some people have gone too far and need to be taught a lesson.
This has been the case with each dynasty and every era; it's a general trend.
But it's not unsolvable.
It requires ability and determination, as well as wise ministers and virtuous wives. Once these are resolved, an even greater golden age will follow!
Madam Xu and Kong Zhenjun, who were standing there composing poems, were directly drawn into the situation.
However, if Kong Zhenjun intends to become the Princess Consort of Qi, that is her business.
Despite his seemingly low-key demeanor, Kong Tingsen may not be so honest. Yesterday's low profile is a prelude to tomorrow's high profile.
Kong Zhenjun remained expressionless.
Xie Zhou secretly took precautions.
Extraordinary people and events cannot change the general trend.
The two immortals, Fushan and Qionghua, settled down in Changchun Temple.
Di Baose didn't understand.
Sun whispered to her, "You have to move out of the house in Anxingfang. If you move into Changchun Temple, you'll be a Taoist nun, and we'll have to be careful of those people coming and going. Make sure you're clear with Li Shi. Even if many people believe in Fushan Zhenren, if anything unusual happens, everyone will be watching. Changchun Temple will also be easier to protect."
Di Baose suddenly realized!
Keep an eye on Master Fushan and Master Qionghua! Their affairs are far from over.
Allowing them to live in a Taoist temple was also a way of giving an explanation to the Empress Dowager.
Di Baose asked, "Doesn't that mean Li Shi has to live alone in such a big house?" It sounds like a cold palace.
Since Madam Li is half-dead, it's difficult to make a move against her; giving her the cold shoulder is perfectly acceptable.
Guo Bing said in a low voice, "The Li family may not be willing to separate from Master Fushan."
Di Baose blinked.
Guo Bing said, "Just like Dong and Cui, opponents are also companions; it's not pleasant to lose one of them."
Di Baose chewed and smiled.
The idea was to leave Lady Li alone in the cold palace, out of sight of her old rivals. It was a ruthless move, designed to destroy her morale.
**
It was raining, and the Pei family's Qinglong Hall was dark; no lights were on.
When Lady Li lay motionless on the couch, she looked like a dead person, but when she suddenly moved, it was quite startling.
The people around her had served her for a long time, but there was a certain eeriness about them.
The Li family was fine before, but everything changed after Pei Huanyue changed.
A servant came to report, and he couldn't be completely ignorant: "It has already spread throughout Sheng'an that Lan Shiyan is the son of the Marquis of Jianchang."
Li Shi Hehe, it was very strange.
The men felt a chill run down their spines, wondering what Madam Li intended to do.
Li remained silent. Her eyes, like those of the underworld, had lost their last glimmer of light.
What can everyone do about it? So what if they know that scoundrel died on Zichan Mountain? They can't do anything about it.
You worthless person, still so useless.
Li knew that the vile woman was a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. Did she think she was lucky? Was being ruined and disgraced a good thing?
Xia took her son to Li and cried.
The boy's crying broke the oppressive atmosphere of Qinglong Hall.
But Li Shi is even more cunning, keeping an eye on Xia Shi, what is he planning to do?
Xia cried out, "My eldest son wants to return to his ancestral home. He is your own great-grandson and great-great-grandson."
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