Chapter Seventy-Three: Punishment
Gongsun Jiuye raised his eyes and looked at Qian Zimo unhurriedly, and then looked away with a sideways face.
Seeing that Gongsun Jiuye ignored him, Qian Zimo's heart twitched, and his eyes instantly became a little gloomy.
And when the emperor and queen saw them like this, they knew that these two were not in harmony!
"Humph! Anyway, Princess Ning blatantly went to visit the Qinglou, which really lost the face of our royal family! Please ask the emperor to dispose of it, otherwise, the people don't know what it will look like with false rumors. Don't get out of control when the time comes, it's hard to get it back. The empress said earnestly to the emperor.
The emperor pursed his lips, stared at Qianzimo with deep eyes, and then glanced at Gongsun Jiuye, seeing that Gongsun Jiuye did not speak, he looked at Qianzimo again and spoke coldly.
"Princess Ning Qianzimo didn't pay attention to behavior and committed things that should not be done, so she was fined for half a year and fasted for three days. Grounded for one month. During this period, the punishment of the female is the female precept and the female training a thousand times! After the emperor finished speaking, he shook his hand and strode away, as if he didn't want to see Qianzimo for a moment. Naturally, he didn't want to! Whoever is replaced, there is such a well-known world's first ugly girl as a daughter-in-law, probably not to be seen!
Seeing the emperor leaving, the queen also glanced at Qian Zimo mockingly, and then turned around and left leisurely. And the king of Yangjun also stood up, arched his hand to Gongsun Jiuye, and said, "This king will also leave first." After speaking, he left quickly without waiting for Gongsun Jiuye to answer, and Qianziyi wanted to say something, but he was also pulled away by the prince.
In the hall, in the blink of an eye, only their family of three and Yang Guifei were left. Gongsun Jiuye and Gongsun Xuan have been fostered under the knees of Yang Guifei since they were children, if she wants to stay, Gongsun Jiuye and Qianzimo can only live and be fostered. After all, the grace of nurturing is greater than heaven.
"Grandmother of the concubine. You want to punish her too? Gongsun Wuwu left Gongsun Jiuye's side, rubbed to Yang Guifei's side, and said with a smile.
Yang Guifei gently stroked his head lovingly, and said with a light smile: "Grandmother knows, your mother concubine, she has her wishes, and grandmother is willing to hear about it." As he spoke, he glanced at Qianzimo.
Gongsun Wuwu immediately blackened his face, who recognized her as his mother? And Qian Zimo glanced at Yang Guifei curiously. There was a faint glint in those little eyes.
"Thank you." Qian Zimo bowed slightly to Yang Guifei and smiled at her with eight points of sincerity. It's just that, due to her face, the curvature of the corners of her mouth appears a little stiff.
Yang Guifei didn't expect that this arrogant woman would sincerely say thank you to herself. I was a little stunned for a while. Gongsun Jiuye's father and son both looked at her suspiciously, and Qianzi Mo didn't look at them, turned around and strode away.
"Father. How could she be so strange! Gongsun was puzzled.
Gongsun Jiuye raised his eyebrows and gave Gongsun Wuwu a look that I don't know.
Qianzimo was grounded like this, although it was only for a month, but how could Qianzimo endure this boring day?
A few days later, Qian Zimo quietly slipped out of the door while no one was there, although none of the hidden guards of Ning Wang's Mansion had any accidents in front of her, but she could always feel the breath around her, and she also knew that there were people staring at her all the time.
Jirentang, Qian Zimo walked in, said the names of a few medicinal materials, and the shopkeeper took her inside, and after a while, Qian Zimo came out as a completely idle person. The mood seems to be pretty good.
In the Haina Baichuan Inn, Qianzimo walked in as always, she walked to the shopkeeper and said a word, and the shopkeeper took Qianzimo upstairs like welcoming the emperor.
At the gate of No. 93 South Street Lane, Mo Xiaoyi stood at the door wearing a pale yellow cloak and cloak, thought for a moment, or stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after a while, the dilapidated door creaked open, and an old man with gray hair came out of it. The old man was hunched on his back, his clothes were old, and his face was intertwined with furrows, and he looked like he had experienced vicissitudes. Only those sharp eyes glanced at Qian Zimo and asked suspiciously.
"Girl, what are you doing?" His voice was very old and hoarse, and Qian Zimo was a little stunned.
"I'm Mo Xiaoyi." She only lightly reported her name, and the old man was surprised. Then he didn't say anything, and led Qianzi Mo into the house.
"Uncle, I have to take a look before I can decide whether I want to buy it." Qian Zimo said to the old man with a smile. After the old man replied politely, he took Qianzimo to the depths of the house. After a while, the old man walked out of the house with Qian Zimo, and Qian Zimo's face looked very satisfied. The old man took out a title deed from his arms and gave it to her, Qian Zimo glanced at it, and also took out a stack of silver tickets from his sleeve and handed it to the old man.
"Uncle, if the matter of buying this place is known, I think you will probably not be blessed with this money." Qian Zimo's voice was cold. The old man said again and again that no one else would know. Qian Zimo looked at him for a long time, and then he muttered.
Seeing Qian Zimo turn around and leave, the old man followed out of the house, turned around and closed the door.
Qianzimo's plan is going on step by step, and time is passing day by day, since he bought the house and handed it over to Xia Yi, Qianzimo has never gone out again, but honestly stayed in Ningwangfu, before dawn in the morning, she ran in the martial arts training ground of Ningwangfu, doing various modern militarized training, and then personally cooked a nutritious breakfast, after eating, she read in the room, made Chinese food, took a nap for two hours at noon, and stayed in the pharmacy of Ningwangfu in the afternoon. In the afternoon, I also cook my own dinner, read a book for a while after eating, and then go to bed, and this is repeated every day.
It's just that people are not only surprised why she didn't copy what the emperor punished her day and night, but also salivated over the meals she cooked every day. Every day, when she cooks, there are many people outside the kitchen door watching and smelling. It's just because once, after a little girl ate her leftover meal, the food she cooked was soon passed on by the people of King Ning's mansion. Even their young prince coveted it, but their arrogant young prince would never admit it.
In the room, Qian Zimo was tasting the braised pork and sauce-flavored small fish made by himself. Frost's voice came from outside the door.
"Young Lord, it's meal time, why do you have time to come." Shuang'er stopped at the door, and Gongsun Wuwu was speechless by her question. Instantly cooled down.
"Why, can't this king come here?" Gongsun Wuwu asked angrily. Frost choked, he came to this place whenever he wanted. Anyway, the princess of her family is his nominal mother, no.
Seeing that Shuang'er didn't answer, Gongsun Wuwu pushed her away and strode into the house.