Chapter 58 Who broke the defense?
Who was the one who broke down? Yun Zheng said nothing, just smiled.
The Third Prince was trembling all over, his face as pale as paper. He was a madman. She would rather drag him to death than let herself suffer.
But he has a bright future and a promising future. Why should he perish together with a lowly merchant's daughter?
"I mean, this is the will of the Emperor."
Yun Zheng refused to give in. "Words are not enough. Bring out the imperial edict."
The Third Prince was forced to sweat profusely, "It was an oral order."
Yun Zheng's face was filled with suspicion. "Impossible! A wise and powerful emperor wouldn't force a servant to pay money to cover the deficit. Third Prince, you're deliberately trying to discredit the emperor and leave a stain on his name in history books. How could there be such an unfilial son like you?"
She can give voluntarily, but will not accept being forced to give.
The third prince felt very bad. It was not until this moment that he realized that everything he said was wrong.
If insisting on death was the emperor's will, then an emperor who forced his subjects to pay would be doomed to be tarnished. How could my father, who cared so much about his reputation after death, forgive him?
If he admits that it is false, then he is falsely conveying the imperial edict and must be severely punished to serve as a warning to others.
Helpless and terrified. Who will save him?
The others looked at each other, not knowing how to help.
Every word Yun Zheng said was impeccable, and she praised the emperor highly and admired him to the utmost.
It has to be said that she seemed to know where the emperor's bottom line was. She hovered around the bottom line but did not step over it, and she controlled the scale just right.
And this time, the third prince was indeed caught.
The Third Prince looked pitifully at the Ninth Uncle for help, but Li Wuyang was looking deeply at Yun Zheng and didn't notice his poor nephew at all.
How dare she come here and cause trouble? Isn't she afraid that the petty emperor will hold a grudge against her?
She seemed to know what the emperor wanted to do with her, and that he was so unscrupulous because he had to use her.
No, a flash of inspiration came to Li Wuyang's mind. All this should be the result of her careful planning. She took every step carefully, which allowed the emperor to see her greatest strength, which was making money.
But the emperor is very short of money!
When he thought of this, his eyes became extremely complicated. He had thought of everything, but everyone thought that she was only clever, had no sense of the overall situation, was irritable and not a threat.
A carriage came galloping over, "There is an order from the palace."
Everyone looked over, the carriage stopped, and a palace maid and a eunuch came down and saluted the Ninth Prince and the Third Prince.
Afterwards, the maid bowed to Yun Zheng and said, "County Lady, I'm here on the Queen's orders. I have something to ask you. Can I borrow a place for you?"
Yun Zheng rolled her eyes and said, "This way, please."
The two chatted for a few words, and Yun Zheng turned around and walked to Jiuqian Sui, "Your Highness, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Li Wuyang nodded slightly, his eyes falling on the jade ring around her waist, and the meaning was self-evident.
Yun Zheng raised the corner of her mouth, and she would definitely ask the Nine Thousand Year Old for help if she had any difficulties.
She looked at the Third Prince, who suppressed his smile and waved his hands desperately, "Go, go."
Yun Zheng turned around and left, decisively and without any of the aggressiveness she had just shown.
Watching her leave, the third prince let out a long sigh, feeling relieved as if he had escaped death. It was great that he had escaped.
The Ninth Prince's indifferent voice came to my ears, "Third Prince, if I were you, I would return to the palace immediately to explain."
The Third Prince nodded without hesitation, "Thank you, Uncle Nine, for your advice. I will return to the palace now."
He couldn't care about anything else, the only thing in his mind was his father's furious face.
Li Wuyang's eyes flickered slightly. The Third Prince's plan to improve his reputation might fail.
The subsequent distribution process went smoothly and no one dared to jump out and cause trouble.
Although Yun Zheng is gone, her legend is everywhere. The third prince didn't get any good results at her hands, let alone others.
All those restless thoughts have come to a halt.
The people who distributed the money would occasionally say that the owner of Jinyun Township was kind and benevolent, and that the emperor was merciful and generous.
Invisibly, Yun Zheng's reputation was boosted.
Senior officials don’t care about this little money, but low-level officials are overjoyed, even happier than during the Chinese New Year.
We discussed buying some new clothes for the family and having a big meal.
"How much did you get?"
"Two hundred taels of silver is enough for our family of five to eat and drink for several years."
"I can finally get some good medicine for my seriously ill mother. It's great. Thank you, Lord Jinyun."
"The Jinyun Township Lady has a compassionate heart. Whoever marries her will be blessed."
He is soft-spoken and grateful, and since he took Yun Zheng's money, he naturally has to speak for her.
"The Pingxi Marquisate didn't think so. They bullied the village head so much that he donated half of his dowry in anger."
"In this case, we should also thank the Pingxi Marquis Mansion."
"She's a good girl. If anyone says anything bad about her in the future, I'll be the first to disagree."
"I don't agree either."
Some people have no conscience and won't study hard even if they get paid, but we can't say bad things about her in public, nor can we impeach her.
Of course, you can choose not to take the money and continue to slander her.
Besides, there are always a few people with conscience.
The censors had gloomy faces. They were poor censors and poor Hanlin scholars. They were all poor and felt very sad.
"Humph, this is buying people's hearts. I will file a petition to impeach them. This trend cannot be allowed to continue."
"Don't make trouble, do you want to offend everyone?"
It is naturally impossible for the censor to lose all control.
"She is really too young to know that money can't buy sincerity."
"People don't want sincerity, as long as we keep our mouths shut."
Censors: ...
At the Pingxi Marquis' Mansion, the family started waiting in the morning, and they waited and waited until the afternoon but Yun Zheng still didn't come back.
Everyone was panicking, fidgeting and anxious, wondering if they were going to get into trouble.
As the sun sets, the main gate of the Pingxi Marquis Mansion opens and two carriages slowly drive in.
Pingxi Hou was the first to rush over after hearing the news. "Zheng'er, is everything going well?"
Yun Zheng poked her head out, her eyes smiling and her complexion looking very good. "Of course it went smoothly."
Pingxi Hou's heart was at ease. Jiang Wenzhou couldn't hold back and asked loudly, "Why did you take so long? Don't you know everyone is waiting for your good news? Why are you so unreliable?"
Yun Zheng looked around and saw that only they, the father and son, and a group of servants were present. Ye Yichen had hidden again.
Pingxi Hou smiled and said, "Wen Zhou, shut up. Zheng'er must be tired. Go back to the yard and rest first."
Jiang Wenzhou was very impatient. "Why rest? Let's explain everything first. What is the emperor's attitude? Has he forgiven us?"
Yun Zheng's eyes rolled, and she took out a piece of calligraphy and showed it to everyone with a smile.
"Come, take a look, what do you think of this calligraphy?"
Qianzhen Pavilion is written in cursive script with a flourish of dragons and phoenixes, and is signed by Zhushike, with a seal.
Jiang Wenzhou was in no mood to examine it closely. "At a time like this, you're still in the mood to buy calligraphy? Do you really want to show off that Qianzhen Pavilion is your family business?"
Yun Zheng deliberately asked loudly, "Is this calligraphy beautiful?"
"No..." Jiang Wenzhou was full of disgust.
But before he could finish his words, Pingxi Hou grabbed his neck and covered his mouth, and he almost couldn't breathe.
Did his father want to smother him to death?!
Little did he know that Pingxi Hou's face turned pale with fear...
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