Chapter 113: One Step at a Time
Ye Chutang thought about the discussions on the street and said, "Your Majesty, don't feel that you owe me anything. We are mutually beneficial."
It's actually a bit shameless to say this.
After all, in addition to wanting to break the impasse, she also wanted the huge amount of merit points from Qi Yanzhou.
Qi Yanzhou blamed himself, "It's me who caused trouble for Miss Ye."
If Ye Chutang had not been chosen by the emperor as a chess piece to deal with him, there wouldn't be so many dangers.
Ye Chutang smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the ambitious King Chen would also be sentimental."
After saying that, she added another sentence.
"Your Majesty, aren't you also concerned about my safety by spreading the news about Prince An's Mansion and the complaint to the Emperor, putting pressure on the Emperor and Prince An so that they won't dare to touch me easily?"
Qi Yanzhou indeed planned this.
But he suddenly discovered that these external pressures had limited effects and could not keep Ye Chutang safe at all.
If it weren't for her excellent medical skills and her ability to disguise herself, she would have been in trouble today!
"I know Miss Ye is capable, but the palace is beyond my reach and I can't help Miss Ye in any way. So Miss Ye must put her own safety first. If she loses her life, she will lose everything."
The emperor was wary of him, and he rarely stayed in the capital, so he was unable to place anyone around the emperor.
Ye Chutang felt that Qi Yanzhou's concern for her was a bit excessive.
She said seriously: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I value my life very much. If I am not absolutely sure, I will not take risks."
After saying that, she didn't want to continue this meaningless topic and changed the subject.
"Your Highness, are there any charcoal pencils in the study?"
Qi Yanzhou nodded and found two charcoal pencils for Ye Chutang.
Ye Chutang spent nearly half an hour drawing portraits of all the known killers.
"Your Highness, please copy it with a brush, and then have Young Master Qin select a few people to copy it, and then hand it over to the Dali Temple, and let them check the identities of these people."
She never thought of hiding the fact that the dog emperor had sent shadow guards to Prince An's mansion to attack her.
But she has to be an "undercover" and it is not up to her to investigate the mastermind behind the scenes.
It would be appropriate to entrust it to Qi Yanzhou and Qin Muyun.
Qi Yanzhou looked at the lifelike portrait and nodded.
"Don't worry, Miss Ye. Even if I can't expose the emperor, I will make Prince An suffer a big setback."
"Stay tuned for good news."
Ye Chutang finished speaking and continued, "Your Highness, in order to paralyze the Emperor, I will come to Prince Chen's Mansion to bother him recently."
"I am at your service at any time. If you need my cooperation, Miss Ye, just let me know."
"Okay, I'll stay for lunch."
After Qi Yanzhou got to know Ye Chutang's taste, he asked the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous meal.
After lunch, Ye Chutang left Prince Chen's Mansion.
She did not return to the Shangshu Mansion, but went to the Poetry Chanting Tower which was particularly lively today.
The scholars and scholars were discussing the outcome of Ye Chutang's complaint to the emperor.
"Reliable information, Miss Ye has evidence that Prince An's Mansion is plotting against her, and she will definitely succeed in filing a complaint with the Emperor."
"So what if he succeeds? Prince An is the emperor's brother, so he will naturally support him and protect him."
"No! The people and students are watching us. Even if the emperor wants to show favoritism, he won't dare to go too far."
"That's right. The royal family values their reputation the most. We can't lie with open eyes."
"Indeed, Miss Ye's prescription for curing the plague has been made public, and the people all regard her as a living Bodhisattva."
After listening for a few times outside the poetry recitation building, Ye Chutang walked in.
She is now a celebrity in the Poetry Hall and everyone knows her.
Seeing her appear, a group of people immediately rushed towards her and asked about the result of the complaint.
Ye Chutang found a seat in the lobby on the first floor and sat down, and asked the waiter to bring a pot of herbal tea.
After moistening her throat, she said, "Please take a seat, I will explain slowly."
As soon as these words came out, the scholars and students who wanted to know the result of the complaint to the emperor immediately sat around her and asked for details.
"Miss Ye, did the emperor deliberately side with Prince An to embarrass you?"
Ye Chutang took out the golden medal of immunity from death.
"After the Emperor knew that I was in danger in Prince An's mansion and was almost killed, he granted me a golden medal of immunity from death in order to make amends for Prince An."
No one had ever seen a golden medal of immunity from death, so they stared with wide eyes, looking at it and wishing they could touch it and feel its texture.
Someone else asked, "Your Majesty is quite reasonable. Are you just going to let the assassination story go? Are you not going to punish Prince An?"
Ye Chutang kept the golden medal of immunity from death.
"The Dali Temple has not closed the case yet. There is no evidence pointing to Prince An in the assassination, but Prince An's mansion was negligent. Prince An took two shops, a hundred acres of good farmland, and a hundred taels of gold as compensation. If it is found out that Prince An was the mastermind behind the assassination, the emperor will definitely take charge of it for me."
"It makes sense to do so, but Prince An should not only compensate Miss Ye, but also Prince Chen and Young Master Qin."
When the news spread out of the Poetry Pavilion, the emperor also issued an imperial edict to grant Ye Chutang a golden medal to save his life.
After Ye Chutang finished talking about filing a complaint to the emperor, she aroused everyone's curiosity and told them all about the schemes that Prince An's Mansion had planned against her.
She spoke with great passion and emotion, and the scholars and students were filled with indignation.
After achieving her goal, she went upstairs to break the remaining chess game.
Then I heard something.
"I heard that Song Jingning will be returning to Beijing soon."
"Yes, the Song family thinks that Mr. Song is not young anymore and wants to arrange a marriage for him."
"Which girl?"
"The Song family seems to like Miss Ye."
"The man is talented and the woman is beautiful. They are indeed a match made in heaven."
"I don't know who is better in literary talent and knowledge, Mr. Song or Miss Ye?"
Ye Chutang didn't expect that he could hear his own gossip while solving a chess game.
She had no interest in men, so she didn't take Song Jingning seriously.
After solving the chess game, she left the Poetry Chanting Tower and returned to the Shangshu Mansion.
As soon as she arrived at Ningchuyuan, Shuang'er knelt in front of her crying.
"Miss, the eldest master has been poisoned and is living a life worse than death. Please save him."
Ye Chutang ignored Shuang'er and asked, "Is there any movement in Liuliyuan recently?"
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