NFBE Chapter 197 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 12
Chapter 197 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 12
Princess Rong'an took it and glanced through two pages before handing it to Jiuli beside her. She was not interested in these sour poems. Although she was the daughter of the late emperor and the empress dowager, she knew nothing about the Four Books and Five Classics, and was only so-so in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
"I won't comment on it. I think the person that my aunt values must be someone with great literary talent." He seemed unaware that Princess Rong'an had only read Three Thousand Words and knew a few words.
"Take a look," she waved her hand to signal the maid to pass the poem to the ladies, "It's well written, give me flowers."
The top three for today were quickly selected. There is no doubt that these things are basically pre-determined. For things related to poetry, they have already been found and someone has been asked to write them down and memorize them.
"According to the previous few times, several young masters were going to come to see the Grand Princess," the servant glanced at the inky black bird patterned hem of the clothes and closed his eyes. Well, his life is over.
"Does Lin'an have any objection?" Princess Rong'an tilted her head.
"Aunt, just call me by my title. You can't call me by my nickname." Although she is the younger generation, she recognizes Princess Rong'an as her aunt. If she doesn't, she is just an idle member of the royal family!
"Just do as you did in the past, don't mind me." Her cheap father didn't like Rong An at all.
"Come here, if you have someone you like, go and propose marriage yourself. I won't interfere." Princess Rong'an said to the crowd, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"Yes," he responded by bending his knees slightly, and whispered something to his daughter. From time to time, he looked up and looked at each other.
The young men on the other side of the stream looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, all of them were handsome and good-looking, and were raised in a world of luxury. The brocade clothes made them look more energetic and good-looking.
With just one glance, Jiuli knew that the person she was looking for was not there. Instead, she saw several people who appeared on this year's palace selection list. She looked at Princess Rong'an thoughtfully.
"I am honored to meet the Princess of Yan State, the Grand Princess Rong'an." He bowed neatly and without looking away.
"No need. There will be a polo match being held at Prince Ping's Palace in a few days. I don't have any extra invitations," said Princess Rong'an with a smile.
As for the State of Yan? There was no way she would call that!
"Well, I've seen it all, you guys continue." Since there was no one she wanted to see, there was no need to stay.
"Farewell to Her Royal Highness the Princess of Yan." They all stood up.
Only after the group left did they bring up other topics.
The carriage was moving very steadily on the ground, only the wind made the golden and jade bells ring softly. Jiuli closed her eyes slightly and turned the bracelet on her hand, revealing a little bit of uneasiness.
This world simply cannot withstand too strong a force and is likely to collapse if we are not careful, so it is more about understanding and inferring, and then adding evidence.
"The wind is blowing." He recited slowly.
"Princess?" Meiruo, who was kneeling on the side, stopped.
"Nothing. How did that thing go?" Jiuli asked back.
"On the first day of the Chuyi period, we have already led our men into the four borders and established a complete intelligence network. On the fifteenth day of the Chuyi period, initial results have been achieved in the training and the training is being tested." Meiruo is no longer the Meiruo of six years ago. When she mentioned this, she acted calmly and even revealed a hint of heroism.
"Speed up," she didn't want to wait until later.
"Yes." The voice was steady and powerful.
In the winter warm room of Jianzhang Palace, Emperor Cheng'an was holding a string of eighteen beads in his hand, and his peach blossom eyes flashed with a cold light. Su Qin subconsciously shrank her body and hid in the corner, closing her eyes tactfully.
"Investigate. The whole of Great Qin can only have my voice. Anyone who steps into the territory of Great Qin shall be killed!"
"Yes." A black shadow flashed in the darkness and disappeared without a trace, obviously going to carry out the order of Emperor Cheng'an.
"Su Qin." He suppressed his anger and looked up, having calmed down.
"Your Majesty." Su Qin walked out quickly and stood with his hands hanging down.
"Grand Princess Rong'an is stripped of her title and stationed to guard the imperial mausoleum." With his hands behind his back, veins popped out on Emperor Cheng'an's forehead, and his voice was chilling. "I can allow her anything, but if she betrays my Great Qin, she deserves death!"
Unexpectedly, his stupid and vicious sister actually had such ambitions? His father was really blind to take a fancy to such a vicious mother and daughter and threaten him? It's time to pay a price for enjoying the glory for so long. It seems that he is still too kind.
"Ten clans of the Empress Dowager Zhu's family will be exterminated, and three clans of the Prince Consort's family will be exterminated. The Minister of Revenue will be thrown into the Heavenly Prison and the decision will be made later."
"Rong'an's sister will be given a title and marry the Marquis of Anle."
There was no trace of murderous intent in his words, and he was instantly calm, but every word he spoke was tinged with blood. The image of a river of blood in Su Qin's mind became clearer and clearer, and he felt his limbs stiff.
"Yes." He lowered his head and replied. He had to do this personally.
"There is no need to inform the prince about this matter. He will take care of the Luoshui matter himself." He then found a job for Jingxing.
The next day, Emperor Cheng'an sat at the table and continued to review memorials, with a hint of personal resentment in his writing. What a remnant of the previous dynasty!
The imperial edicts were issued from Jianzhang Palace, and the Zhu family, who were sentenced to exile, were all killed before they reached their destination. Princess Rong'an's mansion was surrounded until the letters and maps found in the study of the prince consort were placed in front of Princess Rong'an.
"Is the prince consort still alive?" The leader of the Imperial City Guards didn't think it was useful, so he took another look.
The date made him shudder. Is it from this month? You know, the husband of Princess Rong'an has been dead for five or six years. His mind was spinning fast.
Rong An knelt on the ground, his whole body was in a state of despair, but he didn't regret it at all, and even had a bit of relief in his eyes. As for the other people in the princess's mansion? What did they have to do with her? They were just a group of servants.
"Princess, it's the Imperial City Guards." Meiruo said as she lifted the curtain of the car.
"Let Chuyi and Shiwu move faster," he frowned and looked towards Princess Rong'an's mansion. "There won't be a next time."
"Yes." As for whether it would work, Meiruo said it had nothing to do with her, and the pressure was on others.
You must know that the Mogewei in your Majesty's hands was passed down from the previous generations of Qin emperors, and it already has a mature way of operation, so let the first and fifteenth of the lunar month worry about it.
"Go back to the palace." He put down the book in his hand.
The carriage turned on the most prosperous street ahead and headed back to the palace. A group of princes and young men gathered in the restaurant, vividly describing the life of the once-popular Princess Rong'an.
The boy sitting by the window did not join in. Instead, he sat aside with his eyes slightly lowered. He glanced downstairs unconsciously. His heart skipped a beat and he stood up to look downstairs.
The sound of golden and jade bells rang in the ears. It was obvious that the trip was simple and there were only about ten people accompanying them.
"The eldest princess of Yan State, Huangfu Jiuli, courtesy name Lin'an."
He whispered softly, his dark pupils filled with smiles.
The young man was not very tall when he sat down, but he was 1.9 meters tall when he stood up. He was wearing a crimson brocade robe with slender wrists under the sleeves embroidered with dark cloud patterns. His skin was extremely fair, and at first glance he was three times more beautiful than the woman.
Her face is like the Mid-Autumn moon, her complexion is like the flowers in the spring morning, her eyes are clear and bright, and she has two dimples when she smiles.
"Second brother, what are you looking at? You might catch a cold." He turned around and saw his second brother standing there, and immediately jumped up.
"Nothing." He concealed it subconsciously, raised his hand to cover his lips, and coughed twice. Oops, he almost forgot to pretend.
"Really?" I stuck my head out and saw nothing.
"Well, I'm not feeling well, so I'll leave first." He gave a look and left, leaning on the servant.