"I know you are anxious, and I am anxious too, but now is not the right time." The Queen Mother sighed softly, her eyes fell on the dazzling blue-white sky outside the window, and she squinted her eyes. She said slowly, "Why did Your Majesty make Mingwei the crown prince back then? Why is he so cruel to dethrone Mingwei now? Others don't know. But you must know. So at this time, we can't make a fuss."
"But how long will the Queen Mother wait?" Pang Yi frowned and asked, "Can we just keep dragging it out like this? Will His Majesty be able to put his suspicions to rest and feel at ease? The Xu family has been restrained for decades, so will His Majesty be relieved? If he was relieved, how could His Highness be in this situation today?"
"After all, I'm not dead yet. I'm not anxious. Why are you so anxious?" The Queen Mother frowned and looked at Pang Yi. "You are already thirty years old, but you are still anxious and irritable. It seems that you haven't made any progress in the past ten years of military training."
"Please forgive me, Queen Mother!" Pang Yi kowtowed repeatedly. "I was just too anxious. When I thought about your highness's situation, I couldn't sleep or eat. Please forgive me, Queen Mother!"
"I know. I am more worried than you. Mingwei is the apple of my eye," the Queen Mother said coldly, narrowing her eyes. "But now, this apple of my eye has been cut out."
Pang Yi looked at the solemn expression on the Queen Mother's face, paused, and whispered, "I heard that Concubine Zhao and her family made a lot of efforts to depose the Crown Prince this time."
"Yes, how can the Zhao family be left out of such a thing?" The Queen Mother curled her lips in sarcasm, "But they don't think about it. Without the Xu family, wouldn't the Zhao family become a thorn in the heart of His Majesty? Haha, it's hard for them to work so hard to dig their own graves."
Pang Yi hesitated: "But now, whether it is the former dynasty or the harem, the Zhao family is indeed the leader. The more firmly the Zhao family takes root, the more dangerous your highness's situation will be..."
"So, I am summoning you to the palace, aren't I?" The Queen Mother took a sip of tea and said slowly, "I can't control the affairs of the former dynasty, nor do I want to control them, but I can still control the affairs of the harem."
"I am stupid, please give me some advice, Your Majesty." Pang Yi said.
"Go to Mount Wutai and bring her down the mountain," the Queen Mother said softly.
Pang Yi's body stiffened. He slowly raised his head to meet the Queen Mother's gaze. "But Queen Mother, His Highness has repeatedly emphasized that she must not be allowed to leave the mountain without his order. You promised His Highness that."
"Things are different now. Mingwei has fallen into such a state. How can she care about anything else?" The Queen Mother sighed, and picked up the Buddhist beads on the small table and gently fiddled with them. "Take her into the palace. The Xu family has raised her for so many years. It's time for her to repay their kindness."
"Yes, I obey your command." After a while, Pang Yi said through gritted teeth.
August 3, the 32nd year of Jiasheng
Ningguta.
Achou and Zhong Mingwei had just finished their breakfast when they heard a knock on the door. Achou hurried out to open the door. The person who came was none other than Uncle Chen, who brought two young men with him. Both of them were holding various tools such as shovels, tile knives, and hammers. Judging from their age, they should be apprentices learning the craft from Uncle Chen.
"Uncle Chen, please come in quickly," Ah Chou smiled and let Uncle Chen and the other two in, saying, "Is our place easy to find?"
"It's easy to find. Just walk up the mountain road and you'll arrive. Besides, there's only one family like yours here," said Uncle Chen. He pointed at the main house in front and asked Ah Chou, "Girl, which room are you planning to build the kang in?"
"Oh, this one, this one," Ah Chou pointed to the big house to the west where Zhong Mingwei lived, and asked Uncle Chen in a low voice, "Uncle Chen, how much is this?"
"You know Qingxuan, so naturally it won't be expensive for you," said Uncle Chen, while showing five fingers to Ah Chou, "Just five cents of silver, how about that?"
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