Chapter 75: The Dog Emperor is not a human being? Then kick him
Seeing that he looked like he was enjoying the show, Murong Qing couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that he would go along with it and do this favor.
He replied immediately.
"Zhizhi has been kind to me, and I don't want to see her suffer at the hands of her husband and shed tears every night. So I have the audacity to ask the Emperor for permission, hoping that he will show me mercy."
As soon as she finished speaking, the emperor's smile faded, he sighed, and began to lecture her.
"Imperial sister, I know you are kind and soft-hearted.
But you are no longer the same person you were before. As the eldest princess, you should be a role model for all women in the world. Your words and actions must strictly abide by the etiquette of a noble lady. Don't do such ridiculous things as you did on the day of the Wanshou banquet again."
Upon hearing this, Murong Qing's face froze and his heart instantly turned cold.
Pursing her lips slightly, she still wanted to fight for Song Zhizhi.
"I understand, but this divorce letter was personally agreed to by me, Zhizhi. If you, my brother, agree, Zhizhi said she is willing to give all her dowry and private property to you to help you out of your urgent need..."
But before she could finish her words.
The emperor then threw the divorce letter and told the palace maids.
"Burn it. Don't pollute my eyes with this kind of stuff in the future."
A woman divorcing her husband? Oh, if he really allowed this trend to become a norm, wouldn't it make our ancestors laugh to death?
He won't tolerate it.
Besides, this Song family is too arrogant. Right now, there is a flood in the south and a locust plague in the northwest. The court is short of tens of thousands of gold for disaster relief. How can the dowry of a woman like her solve the urgent problem?
If he were a three-year-old child, would he be so easy to coax?
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The young eunuch hurriedly picked up the divorce letter on the ground, put it in his arms and hurried out of the palace.
“!!!”
Seeing this, Murong Qing couldn't help but clench his fists secretly.
Suddenly I envied the Marquis's wife's magnanimity and courage to slap someone when they disagreed with her!
For example, she really wants to slap her royal brother, but she doesn't dare to actually do it, so she can only think about it.
If only the Marquis’ wife were here, she would definitely beat the emperor’s head off.
Tell him to be obedient!
…
General's Mansion.
Seeing Shen Yu'an being carried back in a miserable state, General Ji couldn't help but look surprised and exclaimed.
"This...what's going on? Zhu'er, didn't you accompany the Second Young Master back to the Marquis' Mansion? Why was he sent back again?! And he's covered in wounds. How much will the medicine cost..."
"Father, please stop talking. My brother is feeling very uncomfortable!"
Knowing that her father was speaking without restraint, Ji Lingzhu immediately stopped him.
"Oh, that's not what I meant, Second Young Master, please don't mind..."
Seeing Shen Yu'an's face turn pale, General Ji finally reacted and waved his hands to the servants, "Hurry, carry him in!"
He followed the two men with his hands behind his back, unable to help but sigh heavily.
It is really easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away!
Shen Yu'an had only lived in the mansion for two days, and the money had already flowed out like water. Without a wealthy family, it would be impossible to support this big Buddha.
If we don't find a reason to send him away, the general's mansion will be bankrupted by him!
After several people entered the house, General Ji pulled Ji Lingzhu aside and asked about the situation. After learning what happened in the Marquis' Mansion, he was immediately furious.
"That foolish woman, Jiang, did she get kicked in the head by a donkey? She doesn't even want her own son, but instead helps a stranger. It's really incomprehensible!"
Ji Lingzhu curled her lips, also very puzzled.
“Who says it’s not…”
As if he had thought of something, General Ji spoke again.
"Where's the Marquis? Such a big thing happened in the mansion, and the Marquis doesn't care about it?"
Speaking of this, Ji Lingzhu found it even more unbelievable.
"The Marquis seems to have been bewitched by Jiang, and listens to her in everything. Today, the old lady returned to the mansion, but she couldn't save Senior Brother Shen..."
"How can this be possible!"
General Ji couldn't help but curse.
"He's a military commander, but he actually acts according to his wife's mood. How can he be a man at all?! He really brings shame to us men!"
He had always admired Shen Yan for his great achievements and considered him a real man, but he never expected that he was such a soft-hearted wife slave!
What Jiang family dares to step on the faces of these grown men so presumptuously?
It’s because I didn’t meet her, otherwise I would definitely make her suffer!
…
Marquis' Mansion.
It was already dark when the eldest princess arrived.
Jiang Wanning rested in the room for a while, then sent Chen Yan away, leaving only Song Zhizhi to "take care" of him by the bed.
Seeing Murong Qing walking in from outside, Song Zhizhi's eyes suddenly lit up and she walked up to him and asked.
"Your Highness, how is the divorce going? Has His Majesty agreed to issue the decree?"
Meeting her expectant gaze, Murong Qing's eyes dimmed slightly.
Then he shook his head, his tone apologetic.
"My royal brother...burned the divorce letter."
"What?"
A murderous look flashed in Jiang Wanning's eyes.
She knew that the emperor might not agree so easily and was afraid that he would put forward some difficult conditions.
But he burned the divorce letter without saying a word!
Dog emperor, who are you burning it for?
If he didn't agree, then he didn't agree. He could have left the divorce letter hanging, or directly asked Qingqing to bring it back, but it wouldn't have made people so angry.
What he did clearly showed that he looked down on women at heart. How was he any different from those pedantic and arrogant court officials?
It turned out that the idea of letting Qingqing become the empress was right in the beginning. She should have kicked him off the throne earlier and made herself the master of the house!
Song Zhizhi's expression darkened, and she was also a little disappointed and a little angry.
"Why is it so difficult for a woman to divorce? Why can these bastards have three wives and four concubines, but we have to strictly abide by the code of conduct for women and be faithful to one man? They can divorce my wife if they want, and take concubines if they want... They really get all the benefits!"
Jiang Wanning sat up and sneered.
"Because power is in the hands of men, they certainly won't consider women and will only try to exploit them."
As she spoke, she looked up at Murong Qing and asked her.
"Qingqing, how about you become the emperor?"
"Bang—"
Baojuan was about to pour some water for the lady, but when she heard this, she was so frightened that her hands started shaking and she suddenly knocked over a teacup!
Oh my God, what did she just hear?
Madam, she is so bold!
No, Madam not only dares to think, she also dares to say it!
In front of the bed, Song Zhizhi and Murong Qing both showed shocked expressions and did not react for a long time.
When she came to her senses, Song Zhizhi subconsciously reached out her hand in panic, wanting to cover her mother-in-law's mouth.
But when he stretched out his hand halfway, he didn't dare to really cover it.
He could only wave his hands at her repeatedly and gestured for silence.
"Hush! Mother, I know you're standing up for me, but these words... these words shouldn't be said! If someone hears and spreads them, you'll be beheaded!"
Maybe the whole family will be executed!
Jiang Wanning didn't seem to be afraid.
"Don't be nervous. We are all family members in this courtyard. No one will spread the news. Moreover, if anyone dares to spread such rumors, the emperor will not spare their life."
Thinking about it this way, it seemed to be true, and Song Zhizhi and Murong Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But before their heartbeats slowed down.
Then Jiang Wanning looked at Murong Qing and asked a question.
"Qingqing, I'm serious. Back then, Prince Xiling rebelled, slaughtered the entire palace, and nearly wiped out the entire imperial family... Now, only you and Your Majesty remain of the late emperor's bloodline.
Your Majesty will not live long and cannot have children, so it would be legitimate for you to succeed to the throne when the time comes.
Why don't you consider taking advantage of his illness to kill him and kick him out!
Instead?"
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