Qing'e Palace.
Huan Yue sat alone in his study practicing calligraphy.
The palace maid was grinding ink on the side.
Chao Yun glanced at it and thought the letter of divorce was acceptable.
Cuizhu also felt that, why should men always talk about divorcing their wives, but women can't divorce those who are particularly cheap?
Fang Tang sat idly to one side. She was lonely without the eldest grandson. One grandson wasn't enough; the Empress should have at least three more.
A sage can't possibly call away all his grandsons, and the eldest grandson of the emperor doesn't know whether he'll be happy or miserable.
To be around a sage, and even for the sage to help him urinate, is a privilege not everyone can enjoy.
Huan Yue wrote the letter of divorce, which was then taken away by an imperial eunuch.
Fang Tang said, "It was Master Taixu who told my fortune."
Huan Yue said, "Old Taoist, why do you concern yourself with so much?"
Fang Tang said, "Even if you misjudged, it's not his fault, it must be yours."
The cat said, "Does this mean that if the old Taoist says this, Yu Yan will have to be treated like an ancestor and wait until she grows up to become a prime minister and a marquis?"
Fang Tang nodded: "This is fate."
The cat asked, "Didn't God say that a bolt of lightning would kill the old man?"
Fang Tang said, "No, you're overthinking it."
Cat is always overthinking things: "If Zhai Dafu can't be sure it's his, could it be the old Taoist? Is he somehow the niece of the Empress? Outsiders who don't know the truth would think it's real."
Fang Tang thought she was overthinking things; the Empress could finish her off with a single blow of her phoenix mace.
Huan Yue sipped her tea, which Huiqing had specially brewed for her.
Fang Tang said to the Empress, "The old Taoist priest really has elixirs of immortality."
Huan Yue asked, "Is it possible to get it?"
Fang Tang shook her head: "It's probably impossible to get one. People are saving it to catch big fish."
Huan Yue said, "Sheng'an has so many elderly people, why don't you try fishing first?"
Fang Tang laughed: "People don't just eat whatever they want."
Huan Yue said, "Do you think the emperor is a fool?"
Fang Tang dared not respond to this.
But that's basically the idea. Ordinary people who want immortality have to be emperors first. Once emperors have had their fill, they have higher ambitions.
Therefore, the emperor was destined to be a fool. Although he didn't eat indiscriminately, he still ate it in the end.
Huan Yue couldn't say much either, as interfering with the emperor's decisions was most likely to arouse suspicion and lead to death.
Even the most favored person can turn on you, so there's no need for Huan Yue to risk her life. If she really needed to, she could just kill the old Taoist priest.
Fang Tang chuckled at the Empress's expression. Killing the old Taoist priest and then holding down the Emperor was tantamount to forcing him to abdicate?
It's kind of funny in a way. Maybe the empress meant no harm to the emperor.
The rain hasn't stopped.
The eunuch returned and reported, "That Zhai Dafu is truly a complicated matter."
The cat asked, "What did he do now?"
The eunuch said, "He doesn't believe it. He says the Empress harmed Yu Yan, and he's going to the yamen to file a complaint with the Emperor. In short, he's acting crazy."
The cat was completely bewildered: "He thinks Yu Yan can't live without him? What kind of person is he?"
The official said, "He may not be unaware of it in his heart, but he is capable of doing it."
Wang Yin said, "Actually, he knew that Yu Yan could leave him, but he didn't want to leave Yu Yan, so he deceived himself. He's quite a character to deceive himself. He pretended to be a man, and in the end, he succeeded."
Huan Yue nodded: "He's a talented person."
A palace attendant rushed in to deliver the message: "The eldest prince has beaten the Grandmaster Taixu."
Huan Yue was startled: "How did you fight?"
The eunuch reported: "The Grand Master Taixu and the Sage were talking about heaven and earth, saying that the Grand Prince was a nemesis of the Sage. The Grand Prince picked up a tortoise shell and smashed it on his head, drawing blood. The Sage told the Grand Master Taixu to go back and then coaxed the Grand Prince."
Huan Yue asked, "Is the stone frightened?"
The eunuch reported, "He wasn't frightened, he just seems angry."
Huan Yue thought about it and realized that the old Taoist priest had cursed the sage, which explained why his eldest grandson was angry.
Fang Tang's eyes lit up.
A moment later, another eunuch came to deliver a message: "His Majesty has issued an order to smash up the Taiqing Palace."
Huan Yue, it's none of your business. Stone's father's around, he'll handle it.
Fang Tang thought, "Wouldn't it be better if the Emperor wanted to smash up the Taiqing Palace? Using the Emperor's grandson would be perfect."
Is Master Taixu causing trouble at Taiqing Palace? How about we smash it up?
I wonder if the old Taoist priest will regret offending the eldest prince? There are definitely risks involved in sowing discord between the eldest prince and the emperor.
As long as the sage doesn't execute the old Taoist priest, he might dare to do it again next time.
Huan Yue practiced calligraphy. For the time being, the second child was under her care.
Fang Tang thought that if the emperor protected his grandson, wasn't the eldest grandson also the emperor's protector? There weren't many children as filial as him.
If the eldest prince had been stronger, he might have been able to kill the old Taoist priest on the spot.
The sky was overcast early.
When Xie Zhou returned carrying his son, the Qing'e Palace was already lit up.
Huan Yue picked up his son and asked, "Is he sleepy and listless?"
The little one nestled limply in his mother's arms, showing none of the imposing manner of the old man.
Xie Zhou whispered in his wife's ear, "The old Taoist priest seemed to be about to do something, but he was hit by a stone. He's not very strong, so he wouldn't have drawn blood."
Huan Yue blinked.
Xie Zhou kissed her. He's a heretic; they haven't killed him yet.
Huan Yue, holding his son, wanted to smash the old Taoist priest to death with his mace! He used evil magic and said that the stone was bad luck for his grandfather?
Xie Zhou guessed, "It might be a headache or fever. The old Taoist didn't dare to make a big deal out of it at first. But he dared to attack the Emperor, so he couldn't tolerate it. I guess the Emperor is feeling better recently, and some of his evil magic has failed, which is why the old Taoist came to Sheng'an."
Huan Yue said seriously, "Trying to follow the clues?"
Xie Zhou also said seriously, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to investigate."
Huan Yue nodded. These kinds of things are always hidden the deepest. And most dangerous.
"By the way," Huan Yue asked, "could it be related to Master Chengxu?"
Xie Zhou frowned: "It's hard to say. Father will investigate."
Huan Yue nodded. They've come up with a plan against him; how could the Sage tolerate it?
Smashing down the Taiqing Palace might provoke some people to come out. Perhaps they'll continue their attack on the eldest grandson of the emperor?
Huan Yue was holding his son; attacking him wouldn't be so easy.
Human nature can be strange sometimes; once a sage has made a decision, the more others say it, the less credible it becomes.
After finishing their meal, the child woke up.
Huan Yue looked at his precious son.
The little boy is hugging his mother, he's so well-behaved.
Huan Yue told him a story.
Xie Zhou sat to one side, drinking tea and listening to the mother and son; the tea was sweet.
A child asked his mother, "Does a city floating in the sky have wings?"
Huan Yue tried to guess what he meant seriously. Not only was his voice cute and childlike, but his thoughts were also very cute.
Huan Yue said, "Dreams also have wings."
The child blinked and said, "Mommy, wings."
Huan Yue laughed and said, "You are my mother's wings."
The little boy hugged his mother and laughed happily.
Xie Zhou corrected: "Father and Mother are the baby's wings."
The child called out, "Da da..."
Xie Zhou taught him to speak.
A child may learn something by studying diligently, but it may not be something an adult can understand.
Huan Yue was learning from his son, and his language was incredibly cute.
Xie Zhou looked at his wife and thought, "That works too. So being with kids makes you feel younger."
Being with elderly people means you're either getting old or going through all sorts of things from the past, and slowly you grow old too.
A palace attendant ran in to report: "A group of people ran to the Duke of Qi's mansion, and the Duke of Qi tied them up and handed them over to the Emperor."
Huan Yue was dumbfounded.
The sage is going to smash up the Taiqing Palace, so what are these people doing at the Duke of Qi's mansion? Could it be that the Duke of Qi is the chosen one of Heaven?
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