Back at Yanqing Palace, Jiang Man threw the hexagonal incense burner on the incense table.
"What a wonderful queen, Song Yuning. The two of them actually joined forces to frame this palace for injustice."
Eunuch Chang comforted you softly from the side: "Why do you need to be angry, your Majesty? The two people on your left and right can't do anything to you. You are just lingering on."
"What do you know?"
Jiang Man grabbed Xiang Ji and suppressed his anger: "What do they want to do to me? They want to ruin Tong Shu'er's reputation in the Chengyang Marquis Mansion."
"Song Yuning is having a son and a mother today. She is mocking my limited talent and my inability to give birth to a son with great talent!"
"The queen summoned Yi'er into the palace. What do you think she really wants to do with Yi'er? She just wants to see Yi'er make a fool of herself and let everyone know that I, the Marquis of Chengyang, have no good friends!"
The more he talked, the angrier he became. Jiang Man violently overthrew the incense stick in his hand.
When a prince wants to seize the throne, he has to race against time. In the front there is the eldest prince who has taken over the throne, and in the back there is a half-dead prince who occupies the position of the East Palace. Although there was fierce fighting in the harem in the intervening years, and many princes were unborn and ended up in the belly of the palace concubine, Shen Qianbai's existence was like a thorn in her heart.
The third prince began to show his talents at a young age, and now his voice in the court is getting louder and louder, with more than half of the courtiers being his supporters.
And the current Holy Emperor has a cowardly temperament and no great talent. If his previous brothers had not fought fiercely and died, how could it be his turn to ascend to the throne?
The courtiers knew that the emperor was incompetent and that the several princes had no achievements. Therefore, since the birth of the third prince, the court had placed high hopes on him.
Her Shu'er is already young and has not been planning for as long as the previous royal brothers. If she doesn't fight for it now and do nothing, when the third prince grows up and the situation is decided, her mother and son may not be able to make even more money. Can't get it!
Originally, it took her seven or eight years of hard work to get Shu'er to be on par with Shen Qianbai, but she didn't expect that a low-born woman would turn the Hou family upside down in March and May, and her reputation would be ruined.
Now she has even brought trouble to her colleague Shuer.
Jiang Man was furious and regretted that he had trusted Lin Jiayue.
"Is there any reply from Yan Zhizhang?"
Eunuch Chang said: "Master Yan said that he has little talent and knowledge, and is not qualified to be the tutor of the Fifth Prince. My Majesty... I feel that Master Yan is just a Taoist teacher who has not learned anything from ancient times. He is indeed not qualified to teach the Fifth Prince."
"Although he is pedantic, he is profound in knowledge. More importantly, he is a strong-willed person. If Shu'er becomes his disciple, he will definitely achieve success."
Jiang Man curled his hands slightly and said with sharp eyebrows: "I value him for adhering to the teachings and being strict in his teaching. If he is a tactful person who knows how to please, I will look down on him."
"I am rejecting 80%25 of the time now because I am worried that the reputation of the Marquis Palace will be bad and the talent of the son born by me will be limited."
"The Queen and Song Yuning... hum."
Jiang Man sneered: "Aren't the two of them accustomed to taking advantage of every opportunity to vent their anger through one nostril? I will give them the opportunity to hold them together and go to hell to talk about the deep love between sisters."
"It's time for your two compatriots in the First Prince's Mansion to make a move."
Eunuch Chang was startled when he heard this, and then nodded.
Jiang Man shook off the jade bracelet that had just collapsed, his face gloomy.
Song Yuning is sharp-tongued, but she only knows how to stir up trouble, and all she does is use the tricks of a stay-at-home girl. If you pour dirty water on her today, what can you do if you accuse her tomorrow?
She was just too lazy to argue with the women in the harem.
"Let those two people take some time to cool off. If the third prince dies, the world will not belong to him, Shen Qianchi?"
It was only a matter of time before the prince died after being paralyzed for so many years. At present, Shen Qianchi and Shu'er's reputations were not that different. Shen Qianchi was the eldest son and nearly two decades older than Shu'er. If someone pushed him at this time, Yes, he will be moved.
It's impossible to say that the stupid guy's head is hot, and he can pull the old thing off his horse.
Jiang Man lightly dusted his skirt, with a cold look in his eyes: "I really think that our Chengyang Marquis Mansion is all a bunch of fools."
"Please tell Yi'er about the affairs of the First Prince's Mansion. I don't want Shen Qianbai to survive this winter!"
Eunuch Chang responded and turned around to leave.
Song Wan and Jiang Xingjian and Lin Jiayue returned home together. The three of them sat in a carriage together, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.
Lin Jiayue nestled in Jiang Xingjian's arms, not caring that his whole body was stiff.
"Brother Xingjian, Yue'er is so scared."
Song Wan lowered his eyes and his cheeks felt hot, but he could only keep reminding himself not to look at anything inappropriate.
The carriage was already crowded, and now it was even more cramped with the addition of one person, but Lin Jiayue threw her whole body on Jiang Xingjian, telling her worries, fears, love and gratitude word by word.
However, one day after entering the palace, Lin Jiayue seemed to be a different person. She was still sick earlier, but now her eyes were filled with incomprehensible vitality and enthusiasm.
"It's all Yue'er's fault. The Rouge Shop will no longer be able to open. Brother Xingjian, don't be afraid. Yue'er has also prepared a grocery store..."
Jiang Xingjian held Lin Jiayue down and said in a deep voice: "You haven't recovered well yet, so there is no need to think about this."
"How can that be done? Do you not trust Yue'er? I know I was wrong. This grocery store will never be like this."
"Brother Xingjian, please give Yue'er another chance. This time I will only be responsible for producing the design drawings. When the things are made, if you think there is no problem, can you put them in the shop for sale? You believe me, give Yue'er a chance to make up for it. Opportunity."
Jiang Xingjian looked ugly, but Song Wan desperately hoped that he would agree. She wanted to know what Lin Jiayue wanted to do in the future.
It must be said that Lin Jiayue's previous writing aroused a curiosity that she had almost never experienced before.
When the carriage arrived at the Hou Mansion, Jiang Xingjian went down as if he was running away.
During dinner, everyone received the news that Huanyan Zhai had been raided by the Holy One. The shopkeeper could not survive the eighty-eighty slab and died early.
When Qingzhai told Jiang Yan the news, Jiang Yan said lightly that it was a pity.
"Let someone give his wife and children some pension money, and also send them out to Beijing."
After saying that, Jiang Yan continued to eat with his head down and never mentioned it again.
He placed some people in Lin Jiayue's hands, originally preparing to help that person when necessary, but unexpectedly, the situation now developed far beyond his expectation.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Yan put down the jade chopsticks in his hand and lost his appetite.
He took the soft towel from Qingzhai's hand and wiped his hands.
Five days later, it is mid-autumn. This year, the Holy Emperor has chosen the third prince to go to the Dengtian Tower in front of the East Gate to light the palace lanterns. On that day, the whole government will definitely send out lanterns. Jiang Yan licked his itchy fingertips uncomfortably, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.
Since that man was no longer in charge of the palace affairs, and the old lady was ill and had to stay out of the house at dawn and dusk, he had not seen her for a long time.
Lighting the lanterns in mid-autumn is probably the only chance to see her before winter.
Thinking of this, a trace of tenderness appeared in Jiang Yan's eyes.
He walked to the mahogany wardrobe in the house and happily and carefully selected the clothes he needed for that day.
