sbdcsierra Chapter 242: Teaching Xiang Fei a Lesson
Chapter 242: Teaching Xiang Fei a Lesson
After the cell door was opened, the female jailer did not dare to stay, as if Jun Mo was a man-eating beast. She arched her body and left in a hurry.
Yu Jiuer secretly asked Jun Mo: "They didn't open the door when the Eighth Princess came. Would you be violating the rules by doing this?"
Jun Mo walked into the cell and hugged Yu Jiuer in his arms, patted her head and said, "Do you know how to respect the rules now? Why didn't you respect them in the Golden Palace? You are so stupid that you scolded yourself into prison. What can I say to you?"
"I'm sorry! I'll be more careful next time!" Yu Jiuer arched her head into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and comforted a heart that was worried about her.
"The emperor didn't see me! But I just learned in Shoukang Palace that my grandmother and mother had gone to find out what the emperor was thinking. He will probably just lock you up for a few days to vent his anger. As for how to deal with the people of Yinshan..."
Jun Mo paused, hugged Yu Jiuer tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "We can only do our best and leave the rest to fate! After all, the people are just going to build the Great Wall, so their lives are safe. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"
Yu Jiuer felt very upset and told Jun Mo about her only hope - the petition.
Jun Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the corners of his lips slowly rose: "My Jiu'er is really a treasure! This may be a turning point. You write the petition, and I will negotiate with my father, and then collect signatures for you."
"Yeah!" Yu Jiuer's brows were filled with joy.
Jun Mo also agreed, which gave her more confidence and she immersed herself in conceiving the content of the petition.
Not long after Jun Mo left, Shang Buhui also came to see her with a food box.
She poked her head into the cell and chuckled, "Someone was worried that you would suffer in prison, but I didn't expect that you would live more comfortably than the ordinary people outside."
Yu Jiuer, whose mind was filled with the petition, was in a trance for a moment. She looked around and found that her cell had changed a lot.
On the table was the food brought by the eighth princess, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, and various snacks, filling the entire table.
There is also a tea table next to it with writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.
That would have been fine, the bedding in the cell was thickly padded, the mosquito net reached the ground, and even the floor was covered with soft carpet.
Yu Jiuer was concentrating on the petition. When Jun Mo asked people to come in to decorate the cell, she vaguely remembered walking out of the cell and sitting on a chair outside in a daze.
Then she came in, picked up the pen and ink that Jun Mo had prepared for her, and began to write the petition.
Unexpectedly, when she came to her senses, her cell seemed to have turned into a camping place, which was quite cozy.
Yu Jiuer smiled embarrassedly: "It's all because of the prince making a fuss! Jiuer is ignorant and made Sister Shang worried!"
"You! You were indeed a little impulsive this time. Just to vent your anger, you even cursed yourself into jail. This is truly unprecedented!" Shang Buhui also began to make fun of her.
Yu Jiuer's mouth twitched, and she said in frustration: "Why do all of you who come to visit me say the same thing? Can't you just ignore this? It's embarrassing, okay?"
Shang Buhui covered his mouth and laughed secretly, whispering: "My brother, the Prime Minister, said so. He is very worried about you, but due to his status, it is inconvenient for him to come, so let me come in and take a look!"
"You're here at the right time. Please help me take a look at this petition I wrote!" Yu Jiuer handed over the half-written petition.
Shang Buhui took a look and was shocked.
"Jiu'er, this idea of yours is so good! You don't know how crazy the women out there are for you!" Shang Buhui's eyes were full of excitement, and he wanted to sign it right away.
"Those noble ladies who were instigated by Rong Wan'er to oppose you and were jealous of you couldn't help but come to me to inquire about your news!
You have become a popular figure, and everyone cares about you! This petition will surely gain support from many people!"
After hearing this, Yu Jiuer's face, which was originally slightly worried, was no longer entangled: "Then when the prince takes the petition out to set up a stall, I hope Sister Shang can take the lead and sign her name!"
Shang Buhui rolled his eyes and directly suggested: "Your Majesty, it is not appropriate for a grown man like you to come forward and plead for a woman. Why don't you let me take the lead and collect the list for you?"
"I couldn't ask for more!" Yu Jiuer smiled and said gratefully, "I'm very grateful to you, Sister Shang! But if you do this, will your husband Fang Zheng and your father-in-law Fang Yushi agree?"
"You don't know, ever since you spoke so much in the Imperial Study, my father-in-law has looked at you differently. This time your speech on gender equality has caused a sensation in the court and the public, and my father-in-law even encouraged me to learn more from you last night!
As for my husband Fang Zheng, you don't have to worry about him, he listens to me in everything."
After hearing Shang Buhui's words, Yu Jiuer finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried that Jun Mo, the Prince of Jing, would be criticized for pleading for a woman, but now she didn't have to worry at all.
Two days later, after repeated scrutiny and revisions by Yu Jiuer, the petition was finally completed.
The next morning, Jun Mo took the petition to the emperor in front of the ministers and negotiated with him, asking him to listen to the people's voices.
The emperor looked gloomy, but for the sake of his reputation, he had to agree, but it made things much more difficult:
"I will give you ten days. Within these ten days, you must get the signatures of 100,000 women. They must be women with government-registered ID numbers. Then I will agree to open a special examination for women!"
Jun Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Although the condition was a bit harsh, he finally agreed to it.
If it really doesn't work, he will force 100,000 women to sign their names to help his wife realize her dream.
When Yu Jiuer heard Jun Mo's good news, her heart was filled with hope.
She believes that there is always a way out!
Jun Mo took the petition and immediately went out to find Shang Buhui. Time was running out and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
Yu Jiuer couldn't go out and could only pray silently in the cell, hoping that God would favor the people of Yinshan again.
Just when I was feeling melancholy and nervous, the sound of people moving around in the cell was heard again.
Yu Jiuer raised her eyes and saw Concubine Xiang walking towards her arrogantly.
When enemies meet, their eyes turn red. Yu Jiuer's aura suddenly turns cold: You're here just in time! This time, she must teach this demon a lesson!
When Xiang Fei saw Yu Jiuer's "luxurious" decorated cell, her face darkened and she angrily rebuked the female jailer: "What are you doing? Is this the treatment a prisoner deserves? Why don't you just let her out?"
Nanny Gui beside Xiang Fei also imitated her master's tone and scolded: "What are you still standing there for? Why don't you open the cell door quickly and throw out all the extra things inside? If the emperor finds out about this, you will be in big trouble!"
The female jailers looked at each other with embarrassment. They didn't want to offend Concubine Xiang, nor did they dare to offend Prince Jing. They were caught in a dilemma.
Yu Jiuer sneered, "The Fragrant Concubine is so powerful, ordering the jailer around. If you don't know, you would think this cell is run by your family."
"In a moment, I'll see if you can still laugh. Open the door!" Empress Xiang thought that Yu Jiuer was a weak woman and not worth worrying about, so she kicked the prison door twice and ordered the jailer to open it.
The female jailer didn't dare to offend the imperial concubine, so she trembled as she opened the door. Moreover, she had to follow her instructions and move out all the things that shouldn't have been in Yu Jiuer's cell.
Seeing that they were so busy moving things that they didn't notice the locks and keys that fell on the ground, Yu Jiuer came up with an idea.
She watched coldly as they busily moved all the things out, moving their feet cooperatively.
The Fragrant Concubine walked into the cell, looked at Yu Jiuer sinisterly, and said with a smug smile: "I thought you were a tiger! It turns out you are just a sick cat? Now you know how powerful I am, right?"
Yu Jiuer leaned close to Xiang Fei's ear and whispered sarcastically, "My Lady Xiang Fei, you are simply blaspheming the two sacred titles of princess and palace concubine. If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to claim that I'm a princess who is married to maintain friendship between the two countries. You have such a petty and mean face that it's disgusting!"
She tried her best to set a trap for Xiang Fei without leaving any trace.
Empress Xiang Fei did not disappoint Yu Jiuer. After hearing Yu Jiuer's ridicule, she lost her mind and pounced on Yu Jiuer and pulled her hair.
Yu Jiuer cooperated with her and helped her make her hair even more messy.
He also actively dubbed the song, making a pig-slaughtering scream.
Instantly, the entire cell was filled with screams of agony.
This was not enough, Yu Jiuer simply brought the dung bucket from the corner of the cell and poured it everywhere in front of Concubine Xiang, and she even tried to be frugal and leave half a bucket for the bed.
Suddenly, the whole cell was filled with stench, and Xiang Fei couldn't help vomiting.
Yu Jiuer took advantage of the chaos to push Nanny Gui, who was following Xiang Fei closely, out of the cell, and at the same time quickly locked the cell chain with a "clang".
Then, he turned around and pounced on Xiang Fei, wrestled with her, and quietly put the key in his hand into her belt.