Chapter 142 Fooling

Chapter 142 Fooling

Chapter 142 Fooling
The General in the Palace, in addition to guarding the palace and opening the palace gates at night, is also in charge of the imperial carriage.

When Queen Yang Xianrong was going to Hualin Garden by carriage, Shao Xun had to accompany her and serve her.

But the queen did not want Shao Xun to serve her, she just wanted to ask Shao for advice.

"Don't worry, Queen." Looking at Yang Xianrong's cold face, Shao Xun said helplessly: "As long as you do nothing, Sikong will not do anything to you."

"Do you know that he has planned to make Yuzhang Prince Chi the crown prince?" There was some resentment, some panic, and even a hint of madness in Yang Xianrong's eyes.

Shao Xun was silent.

He admitted that he had not received any information. Perhaps, not many people in the Sikong Shogunate knew about it.

"So what?" he said, "The emperor is still alive, so why worry?"

Yang Xianrong looked at Shao Xun as if he were a fool. When the emperor was alive, didn't I live in Jinyong City?
Shao Xun thought about it and realized that he couldn't whip this woman now. He couldn't win an argument with her, and he was afraid that his loud voice would attract the palace guards who had been dismissed. He could only change the subject and asked, "How is Guangcheng Garden?"

"It's only been three months, what progress can there be?" Yang Xianrong was a little impatient.

"The water is shallow in winter, which is a good time to dredge the silt, dig ponds and reinforce dams," said Shao Xun.

"You don't know anything at all?" Yang Xianrong secretly hated that at this time, he still cared about the trivial matter of Guangcheng Garden. She was immediately annoyed and said, "I heard that the court is building Guangcheng Garden, and Yingchuan, Xiangcheng, Runan, Nanyang, Shunyang five counties and states have been conscripted to serve. It has been two months now."

Shao Xun was overjoyed.

The imperial court's orders are still effective, and there is no need for the governors of various states to confront the imperial court on such trivial matters.

All at once, he summoned the masters from the five counties to build the garden...

Fuck! Shao Xun was about to cry.

If I rely on him to save money, how long will it take to save enough?
Can I recruit a teacher who brings his own dry food to help my family build the dock?

"Don't worry, Queen. I will ensure the safety of the Emperor and Empress." Shao Xun promised excitedly.

Yes, he also wants to protect the emperor.

The emperor's legitimacy is too strong, and he is also very pure, so anyone can take advantage of him to make a profit.

Wang Yan is fleecing the sheep.

Sima Yue is taking advantage of the situation.

Yang Xianrong is also taking advantage of the situation.

Sima Yue is crazy for having to kill such a useful seal machine.

"How can you guarantee that?" Yang Xianrong stared at Shao Xun without blinking and asked.

"Queen..."

"Where are the soldiers you trained?" Yang Xianrong asked again.

“I’ve been practicing.”

"Did you get anything done?"

"What does the Queen want to do?"

"Kill the treacherous, do you dare?"

The Queen is irrational again!
Shao Xun said patiently, "Queen, the Prime Minister carries the hopes of the whole world. The Prince of Fanyang governs Yuzhou, the Prince of Gaomi governs Qingzhou, the Duke of Pingchang governs Jizhou, the Duke of Dongying governs Bingzhou, and Gou Xi, who was recommended by the Prince of Fanyang, governs Yanzhou. They all hold great power. If something happens to the Prime Minister, it will be difficult to resolve it."

Yang Xianrong sneered.

Shao Xun was also a little annoyed. This woman had seduced him before, and she was so charming then, but now she is completely gone and looks much uglier.

"There is no need to repair Guangcheng Garden." Yang Xianrong sneered.

"Empress!" Shao Xun stopped pretending. Damn it, she's getting ahead of herself, right? I—I'll forget it. I won't argue with her. I'll think of a way to trick her first.

"What?" Yang Xianrong stared at Shao Xun's eyes and asked, "Do you want to bully the emperor like Sima Jue and Sima Yi?"

"Why does the Queen say that?" Shao Xun pretended to sigh, his expression changed drastically. After struggling for a long time, he stamped his feet and said, "Well, if the situation is urgent, I will find a way to send the Queen out of the palace even if I have to give up my official position. How do you think?"

Yang Xianrong's expression relaxed a little.

To be honest, she really didn't want to be the queen. She would rather go back to her hometown in Mount Tai and spend her days leisurely. She was just afraid that the Yang family of Mount Tai would not dare to accept her.

But she doesn't want to go to ordinary places.

She didn't want to suffer, didn't want to be without servants, and didn't want to be without many tributes to enjoy.

It would be perfect if the emperor was willing to divorce her and remarry her to a son of a big family.

Shao Xun was willing to send her out of the palace, but where? Besides, did he have the courage to do so?
Seeing that she didn't believe him, Shao Xun decided to add some spice, saying, "I have only promised this to one person before. I will keep my word, Queen, please don't doubt it."

"Who?" Yang Xianrong asked, her curiosity aroused.

"Princess Chengdu." Shao Xun said a little embarrassedly.

Yang Xianrong looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You have actually seen that criminal?"

"Yes." Shao Xun nodded ashamedly and said, "I wanted to train the Queen's troops in Guangcheng Garden and wait for the right time. Then I thought that if I could make friends with the Nanyang Le family, I would have no worries in the future and might even get some money and food for my troops. So I secretly climbed over the wall and entered the Chengdu Palace to meet the Princess."

Yang Xianrong was skeptical at first, then looked at Shao Xun with a strange look and said sarcastically: "You dare to make a solemn vow after only meeting him once. Shao Qing is really affectionate and loyal."

Shao Xun blushed. Then there was an unspeakable silence.

"Shao Qing!" Yang Xianrong called out suddenly.

"I'm here." Shao Xun looked at Yang Xianrong in confusion. I've given you such a big "handle", so your trust should be improved a little, right? What tricks are you up to again?

"Prepare the carriage and go to the Chengdu Palace." Yang Xianrong said.

"Yes." Shao Xun secretly thought that he was about to be exposed, but he remained calm and agreed reluctantly.

"Forget it, what's the point of going there?" Yang Xianrong suddenly smiled and said, "Remember what you said. It's March now, the spring water has risen, and it's inconvenient to clean the river and pond. Guangcheng Garden has already started transporting wood and stones, and the construction of the garden will start in April. You - don't worry, just train your troops well."

"I obey your order." Shao Xun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, Yang Xianrong should have been fooled.

Damn, this bomb is too terrible. I hate myself for being spineless and having to use the manpower and material resources of the court. Sigh.

On the last day of March, the emperor issued an edict, appointing Prince Chi of Yuzhang as the crown prince, and announced it to the whole country so that everyone would know.

There were not too many surprises because this was the result of discussions between the King of Donghai and important officials including Wang Yan and Xun Fan.

Everyone accepted this fact calmly, except for a few people.

******
A light drizzle was falling from the sky. Inside a large house, a woman was sitting facing the window.

She picked up the bronze mirror and looked at it intently.

The person in the mirror has a thin face, but his brows reveal an endless elegance.

I haven't touched up my face for a long time.

She sighed and covered the mirror.

A line of small characters can be seen on the back of the bronze mirror: "Everyone knows how to improve their appearance, but no one knows how to decorate their nature; if one does not decorate one's nature, one may violate the rites; if one modifies it with an axe, one can become a saint."

The slender white fingers stroked across the words one by one, repeatedly.

The south wind blew in through the window.

Her hair, which had never been tied up, fluttered in the wind, and her skirt, which fell to the ground, swayed in the wind.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, bringing with it fine raindrops, but the woman was completely unaware and did not move at all.

The crotch of the shirt gradually became tighter and tighter on his body.

The wind and rain are like a superb painter, who uses his concise brush to paint a beautiful picture from top to bottom.

From the neck down, the delicate and elegant collarbone is first highlighted, like a reef rising from the sparkling river surface.

Then there are the tall and graceful mountains, facing each other in the distance, standing on both sides of the river, solid and indestructible.

Below the mountain, the lake gradually narrows, without a single ripple, as smooth as a mirror.

As if the painting was not going to get enough enjoyment, the wind and rain gradually got stronger.

After calming down for a long time, the woman finally stood up, her skirt sticking tightly to her body.

The painter moved his brush very quickly and quickly outlined two round hemispheres.

The woman looked at her dress in annoyance, walked with her long, straight legs, and sat down in the inner room.

After gently brushing off the colorful brocade, an antique Han Zheng was revealed.

With gentle plucking of the strings with slender hands, clear music flows out.

The woman's fine hair had been wet by the wind and rain, sticking tightly to her face, but she had no interest in even combing it.

Raindrops dripped slowly from her watery eyes, and her green fingers carried endless sorrow and sent all her deep hatred into the strings of the zither.

The melody is beautiful and mournful, telling of the past, as if it were a self-portrait of the woman in front of him.

At the climax, the strings are played and the fingers are swallowed, the sound stops temporarily, and there is really a thousand layers of sorrow.

What a beautiful woman, quiet, elegant, yet with a hint of resentment!

"Knock knock..." There was a crisp knock on the door outside the house that hadn't been visited for a long time.

Then there were the sounds of chaotic footsteps and faint whispers.

The negotiations lasted a long time.

Finally, the main door creaked open, and the sound of chaotic footsteps passed through the courtyard, walked along the corridor, crossed the small bridge and flowing water, and approached the study.

The footsteps stopped.

The woman looked up and saw five or six strong women staring at her with burning eyes.

"Let's go." Without any extra nonsense, the leading strong woman said sharply.

The woman didn't ask any questions, she just picked up the zither and stood up slowly, as if she didn't care about anything.

(End of this chapter)