Chapter 216: People's Heart (1)
"Don't worry" Qing Cang patted me on the back and said, "The Duan family won't last long, as long as the old thief Duan falls, I can make decisions for you." β
Hearing what he said, I suddenly remembered what Rou Ronghua said during the day, so I asked, "Prime Minister Duan...... But what went wrong? β
But when the words fell, I secretly cursed myself again. The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, I actually forgot about it for a while!
Fortunately, Qing Cang didn't care, just sighed and wrote lightly, "Recently, there have been many twists and turns in him, saying that the business he had negotiated with his neighbors before was strange. Prime Minister Duan has different intentions, and I knew about it early on. This old horseman was greedy for nearly half of the silver taels. Not only that, but he also used the name of his protΓ©gΓ© to open a lot of shops in various cities in my country, trying to grasp the lifeblood of my country's economy! β
"How bold is he?" I was slightly surprised, and said, "Since ancient times, there have been rules in the imperial court that people who are engaged in politics cannot engage in business. If there is a loose bank, it is understandable to buy some land and shops for rent. Could it be that a business like Prime Minister Duan has ulterior motives? β
Qingcang hugged me tightly, "If he has no other intentions, why should he be greedy/dirty/accept/bribe?" It's just that the Duan family has been standing in the court for many years, and the protΓ©gΓ©s have huge branches, and this alone is not enough to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. β
"Don't worry," I comforted softly, "You can always see people's hearts over time, and people with ghosts in their hearts can't stand the passage of time." β
When Qing Cang heard this, he just took my hand and whispered, "Rest early." β
"Hmmm......"
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The next day, when I woke up, Er Qingcang was gone. However, Furong Xuan is very lively.
In the past, the palace masters and young masters who were waiting to see Furong Xuan's jokes have now sent palace people to give gifts.
Concubine Hua, Sister Zhihua and others were already sitting in the hall waiting for me, and when they saw me come out, they couldn't help but joke again, "Look at our noble concubines, this blessing is really good." Looking at it, I'm afraid no one can sleep later than her. β
I stroked the steps on my hair bun a little, and while sitting down, I replied to Concubine Hua casually, "It's just that I tossed late with the emperor last night, so I didn't bother to get up early today." β
Between the words, there was a little taste of pampering and pride.
Concubine Hua and Sister Zhihua were both stunned, and the two looked at each other.
Qing'er ...... It's like a rebirth.
"Well, you're too lazy to get up early. Look at the people in your palace who are so busy that they can't wait to use their feet as hands. "Sister Zhihua knows me best, she didn't take my words to heart, but continued to make fun of me.
With a glance in my phoenix eyes, I saw the pile of gifts that were like mountains and didn't have time to move to the warehouse, "Qiaohui, who sent things?" β
When Qiaohui saw me calling her, she stepped forward with a smile and said, "Back to the master, except for the head of Yikun Palace, each hall has selected something to send it." β
I sneered, nodded lightly and said to Concubine Hua and Sister Zhihua, "Look, the women in the palace are not simple. Regardless of grace, it is necessary to have a clear eye and a clear heart. When the emperor came to Furong Xuan yesterday, it was already ugly, and it was rare for their news to spread quickly, and it was only less than two hours since the emperor left Furong Xuan, and he sent things in his eyes. β
After that, I sighed again, "Suddenly, I felt that my previous two months had really been in vain." If I had known that the sisters were so polite, what would I have? is to come out and take two steps, maybe the food and clothing up and down Furong Xuan don't have to worry about the internal affairs office. β