sbdcsierra Chapter 114: A New Trend in the Court
Chapter 114: A New Trend in the Court
The next day.
It's still dark.
The ministers who had packed up their things rushed to the palace in a hurry.
The sedan chairs on the street are running very fast.
Except for the first few years after joining the workforce, many elderly people have not been so active in attending court for a long time.
There is no way. Doing the same job day after day with no room for promotion, no one can get motivated.
But today is different. Last night, everyone was unable to sleep well due to the influx of information, and they were also troubled by the fact that they could not watch the show in person.
Everyone was extremely anxious.
What’s more, this is a new route to sustainable development.
From now on, the direction of the court and even the entire Daqing will be different.
It was because of the sudden appearance of Princess Fuyao that the Second Prince of the current dynasty was cured.
Everyone could not see the county lady for the time being, but they were very eager to see the Second Prince.
Although we see each other often in the past, can sitting and standing be the same all the time?
As the saying goes, a new emperor appoints his own ministers. If the Second Prince is good, there will be one more candidate to succeed him, and the room for choice will be much greater.
The good guys are eager to take their positions, hoping to gain the advantage of being the dragon's follower in the future.
The royalists also stretched their necks, waiting to watch the dog-eat-dog fight and chattering.
For a moment, the imperial city was extremely lively.
The chickens that were about to crow were all confused. They didn't understand why these old men, who used to not even raise their eyelids even after being crowed three times, were now more excited than them.
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East of the imperial city.
Close to the imperial palace, at the feet of the true emperor.
The huge Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit.
At the easternmost side of the front yard, in the prime minister’s study, the incense was curling and the candlelight had burned to its lowest point, having not gone out all night.
The teacup on the desk had already gone cold, and no one dared to change the water without the master's order.
The Right Prime Minister Zhou Hongping sat on a large sandalwood and jade-backed armchair. He slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and his old eyes gleamed with brilliance before returning to calm.
He casually picked up a folded book beside him, put it in his sleeve, and continued to take a nap with his eyes closed.
The servants and attendants stood at the door of the corridor, with their heads lowered, breathing slowly, and they were so quiet that they seemed to be non-existent.
His face looked tired after staying up all night.
The Right Prime Minister has been in a high position for many years, and he has an aura of majesty that makes people afraid to see him.
The servants in the mansion were all very smart and would not dare to go in and disturb anyone without instructions.
The stupid ones disappeared long ago, and no one knows where they went.
The master has changed several of his attendants.
The crisp sound of changing jewelry came from the corridor in the distance, and the servants couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The savior has come.
"Master, the eldest lady is here." The attendant at the door reminded softly and at the right time.
So as not to scare the dozing master.
"Hmm." Zhou Hongping's voice had no ups and downs. The "hmm" sound came from his chest, and no emotion could be told.
The attendant lowered his head again and said no more.
Talk less and do your work better, try to live longer, and leave as much money as possible for your family before you die.
Don't guess what's going on in the masters' minds.
Anyway, the masters in their mansions all have their own ideas and are full of tricks. You can never guess what they are thinking even if you kill yourself, so you might as well not guess.
Love as much as you like.
"Father, I have brought you some snacks. They are still warm. Please have a little before going to court." Princess Zhou Jia of Qingyang County came over slowly around the corridor with a row of maids.
Different from the county lord that Li Jiaojiao got by curing the second prince, Zhou Jia is the most recognized talented woman in the capital and is well-known in the capital.
She became famous at a young age, and because she was the Empress's niece, she was very popular in the capital, and the title of County Princess was well-deserved.
However, the Princess of Qingyang did not disgrace the title of Princess of Qingyang. Not only did she donate incense money to various Buddhist temples, she also set up porridge stalls in the capital from time to time. Especially when there were disasters, wherever there was a disaster, there would be the Princess of Qingyang's porridge stall. It can be said that many people have eaten a meal cooked by the Princess of Qingyang.
The capital city is full of Princess Qingyang's good deeds, which are on par with the eldest prince's wisdom, and are often talked about after dinner.
Walk to the door of the study.
Zhou Jia took the food box from the maid, went in alone, and placed the exquisite snacks one by one on the sandalwood table in the room.
And I helped my father change the tea, which was the teahouse's signature Longjing tea, although my father didn't necessarily drink it.
She knew that her father usually only had some snacks before the morning court session and rarely drank tea, after all, he was old.
Tea is only available after the court is over and one returns to the office.
Putting the newly opened tea aside, "My daughter asked someone to pre-order some more, and will send them to father later. I will send these to father in the carriage later..."
Now, all the dignitaries in the capital city regard drinking tea from "teahouses" as a symbol of status. How can the Right Prime Minister drink tea that needs to be boiled when he is away from home?
"No need."
It didn’t say anything was unnecessary, no need to send it over, or no need to put it on the carriage?
Each one left the question half-finished and the other one stopped asking.
The father and daughter looked at each other in silence.
The followers at the door saw the sky beginning to brighten, but they didn't dare to say a word.
I can only curse in my heart.
Can't you say what you want to say quickly? Then go and get going. It's time to go to work. If you don't leave now, you will have to jog all the way, which will be fatal.
Zhou Hongping ate two bites of the cakes his daughter brought, and then continued for a while: "Don't panic, the matter has not been determined yet. If you rush now, how can you get things done in the future?"
Didn’t you just stand up?
If we can cripple him once, we can cripple him a second time.
Zhou Hongping's eyes gradually became more sinister, and his inverted triangle eyes looked a little gray.
No one can stand in the way of the Zhou family.
"Yes, father." Zhou Jia exhaled slowly and sat up straight.
She was indeed anxious.
I became anxious after learning that the man's cough had healed, and now I'm even more anxious after learning that he has stood up.
She selfishly didn't want to stand against such a fairy-like character, but the mistake was that the baby he got out of was not from the Queen's aunt.
The opposition between them was destined from the beginning.
What the Zhou family wants is the throne, a position next to the eldest prince Qi Yunting.
All the variables in between will be eliminated without exception.
"Father, if the miracle doctor is from there, we can't keep him here."
Even if he is a miracle doctor, if he is on the opposite side from the beginning, he will only die.
"Father knows what's going on. Just focus on doing your own thing. Don't make any mistakes." Zhou Hongping stood up and left, and the attendant at the door hurriedly followed him.
"Yes." Zhou Jia stood at the door of the study, watching his father leave. After a while, he asked the maid next to him, "How is the arrangement of the porridge shop at the city gate going?"
"My lady, everything is ready."
"Well, prepare some extra clothes and water and distribute them to those in need."
"Yes, miss." The old woman bowed and went down to make arrangements.
By the way, I also reminded you about parasols, embroidered cushions, snacks, tea and other items.
The young lady was kind-hearted and she would personally distribute the porridge every time. She would not return home until everyone had persuaded her in turn.
After returning home, he could not eat or drink, but was still worried about the refugees outside the city, and he would lose weight every time.
It's so touching.
The refugees are all dirty and smelly, and only the young lady, who is born with a kind heart, can be so kind as to take care of them.
There are women and girls who follow the trend and distribute porridge every year, but there has never been anyone who does it personally like this young lady.
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