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Su Peijiu glanced regretfully at the grandeur of the garden and then took a side path to leave. Before she departed, she looked at the steward and said, "Make sure to record everything happening in the garden for This King. If you do a good job with this matter, you won't be disappointed with this month's salary."
Qi Che, this mad king, handled other matters with ease, but it was uncertain whether he would be just as relaxed when dealing with women.
She dispatched two groups of people to keep an eye on Qi Mo and Qi Che. As for the former, aside from her own appearance, her people could hardly find him. The remaining Qi Che spent his days indulging in wine and pleasure houses, a true libertine. These two brothers were indeed quite troublesome.
Upon reaching the study, she closed the door and glanced at the person sitting at the table. Nodding slightly, she pressed a spot on the lower right corner of a landscape painting where a pavilion was depicted. A secret door appeared beside her, and she walked in as the door slowly closed behind her.
Outside, the sunlight streamed in beautifully, illuminating the room where Su Peijiu leaned against a chair by the bed, engrossed in a book. A shadow quickly flashed by in the dark corner, and Su Peijiu slightly curled her lips into a smile before shifting her position to continue reading.
In the secret chamber.
Su Peijiu looked at the long-lost Flower Mother and Hua Qian; it would be false to say she wasn't excited, as her eyes felt slightly warm.
"Get up quickly," she stepped forward to help them up. "It’s been so many years; how has Flower Mother been?"
"I am well, Master of the Building has suffered," Flower Mother said with reddened eyes as she looked at Su Peijiu.
That girl who had just come of age was now capable of standing on her own. Over these years, she had given birth and raised children all by herself; it must have been very hard!
Thinking of this made her voice choke up a bit.
Su Peijiu smiled as she spoke, "It's not hard; I’m not suffering with you here." She took Flower Mother's hand and led them to sit down. Hua Qian quietly poured them each a cup of tea before sitting on another chair.
"...Did Xiao Chuxin not come back with Flower Mother?" Su Peijiu asked after hearing from Black Crow that the two were together again.
Flower Mother’s lips curled slightly in calmness as she replied, "On the way back, she contracted cholera and passed away."
Su Peijiu looked up at Flower Mother, moved her lips but held back. Turning to Hua Qian, she saw her nodding and fell completely silent.
“Master of the Building need not worry, he left very peacefully,” Flower Mother said, patting Su Peijiu's arm to indicate that she was not sad. “Although he is gone, Cangjian Villa is now in my hands, so it can be considered a consolation.”
Su Peijiu knew this was Xiao Chuxin's guilt towards Flower Mother...
“For this event, Flower Mother should not participate,” Su Peijiu said. Flower Mother immediately grabbed her: “Why not, Master of the Building? I can do it...!”
Su Peijiu was firm: “No need, this is an order from above, and I ask Flower Mother to comply.”
Flower Mother stared at Su Peijiu for a long time before finally retracting her gaze and slowly forcing out a word from her throat: “Okay.”
About an hour later, Su Peijiu came out of the study and happened to see the butler running over with an invitation in hand.
“Your Highness, this is the invitation sent by Chancellor for you.”
Su Peijiu casually took it and walked towards the Pavilion near the lake on the other side of the palace: “Has the person delivering the invitation left?”
“Yes, Your Highness, the person has already left,” the butler replied behind her.
Su Peijiu opened the invitation, but there was not a single word on it. She coldly laughed and threw the invitation into the butler's arms: “Send someone to the Prime Minister's Residence, I will not go.”
The butler fumbled in the air several times before finally catching it, panting as he asked Su Peijiu: “Is this really okay, Your Highness? After all, Chancellor still has some…”
Su Peijiu looked at the clear lake water with her hands behind her back and then asked the butler: “Who granted this residence?”
The butler was puzzled: “It was granted by His Majesty.”
"Who is the Powerful Ruler?"
"The current Your Majesty."
"Who dared to refute the ministers and grant This King the title of the first Queen Lord?"
"It is still the current Your Majesty." A drop of sweat fell from the butler's cheek.
"Since the current Your Majesty and Powerful Ruler command all officials, what is Resolute Stone so proud about?"
......
"Is she really this?" Resolute Stone asked, lazily wiping his jade flute with a handkerchief, his eyes half-closed behind the mask, as someone knelt before him.
"Replying to my lord, Prince Ping'an is indeed this." Upon closer inspection, one would find that the person looked exactly like the butler.
Resolute Stone chuckled softly and placed the cleaned flute on the table: "…It seems she has completely reached an agreement with Your Majesty... I understand now, you may leave and continue monitoring."
The butler stood up to leave, and at the moment he closed the door, a glint flashed in his eyes.
Resolute Stone leaned back in his chair, resting his chin on one hand, the wide sleeves sliding down his arm, revealing fair skin.
His fingers lightly traced down his face from his index finger to his raised finger, a sarcastic curve forming on his red lips beneath the mask.
He had been wondering when Su Peijiu would discover the true identity of her butler, not expecting that she already knew. She even had the butler personally deliver a message to him; it seemed she had already decided what to do. He would just watch and wait... or rather, wait for a good show.
That butler was actually a spy among spies planted by Jun Ye Su beside him... Tsk tsk, he wondered what Jun Ye Su had in mind when she summoned Su Peijiu into the palace that day. With such grand plans prepared for her, he was truly looking forward to seeing what Jun Ye Su's face would look like at tomorrow's Morning Court.
"Ah... Does Your Majesty want to attend the Morning Court tomorrow?" With one hand, he pulled off his mask, revealing skin as clear as crystal that shimmered in the candlelight, and his red lips curved slightly, forming a beautiful arc.
Jun Ye Su is a paper tiger, but the people behind him are not. He has been immersed in the court of the Crimson Kingdom for over a decade and is unsure just how deep the waters are behind him. However, with Su Peijiu as an excellent tool to test the waters, he is quite pleased.
The next morning, Jun Ye Su walked onto the stage at the sound of the eunuch's high-pitched voice. Sitting on the dragon throne and looking down, he saw only a few people and immediately shouted in anger, "What is going on? Where is everyone?"
"We do not know," the remaining officials exchanged puzzled glances. They had felt something was off during court that day; too few people had shown up.
"Does Lord Hong know what is happening?" Jun Ye Su asked coldly.
Lord Hong shook his head, "This servant does not know."
"This is outrageous! Is this a collective boycott of court? When have I ever wronged you ministers? And now you come at me with this..." Jun Ye Su slammed his hand on the table, making a loud noise. The ministers kneeling below could only bow their heads in resignation.
"What are you still kneeling for?! I already know those old-timers are boycotting court. Hurry up and go find out what's going on!" Jun Ye Su roared. The ministers below scrambled to their feet and rushed toward the door but heard a gentle voice say, "No need; someone has brought Prince Ping'an and all of you here."
"Ministers, please." A man dressed in black leaned against the door of the great hall, tapping one foot against the doorframe, exuding a playful demeanor.
The ministers were all dressed in prisoner garb, each with their offenses written in brush strokes on their clothing. They entered the hall one by one from outside, their faces ashen, causing Jun Ye Su's eyelids to twitch.
"Where is Prince Ping'an?" Jun Ye Su had already stood up from the dragon throne, supporting himself on the table with both hands, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Prince Ping'an knows his crimes are severe and is already kneeling outside the imperial city with a bundle of thorns..."
Jun Ye Su wanted to explode in anger, his fists clenched as if to smash them onto the table. However, when his gaze fell upon those standing at the door who were supposedly Prince Ping'an's subordinates, he forced out a smile: "Is that so? Prince Ping'an certainly knows himself well."
He slowly descended from his elevated position, suppressing the raging anger within his chest. He carefully scrutinized the group of ministers kneeling on the ground and clapped his hands with a smile: "Truly my good ministers! Good ministers!"
"Your Majesty, what should we do now..." Lord Hong stood behind Jun Ye Su and spoke.
Jun Ye Su sneered as he glanced at Black Crow by the door, then turned his gaze back to the ministers on the ground: "Throw them all into prison and wait for me to deal with them when I return! Now have the carriage prepared; I am going to the city gate to welcome Prince Ping'an."
What a bold move by Ping'an to pull this stunt! The crimes written on the ministers are all enough to be fatal; even if they are not fatal, they are enough to have him dismissed from office. Having all the ministers wear prison uniforms marked with their crimes and parade around Chang'an Street in the early morning before attending Morning Court will surely make all the citizens aware. Now she is kneeling at the city gate, pretending to plead for forgiveness; the people will know that it was she, Prince Ping'an, who captured the corrupt officials!
What a clever scheme, truly a clever scheme! What a case of acting after the fact, what a public display of punishment, what a plea for forgiveness—! Su Peijiu, you are indeed my good minister!
He was now in a dilemma; appearing or not appearing both posed problems. Over twenty ministers had been brought down by a Queen Lord, and as the ruler of a nation, he was unaware of this matter. The people would undoubtedly begin to doubt him, causing unrest among the populace. At that time, those with ulterior motives could take advantage of this situation, leading to countless troubles. If things were mild, he would be overwhelmed with work; if things were severe, his throne would be at risk!
He had long known that his aunt's child was not simple. After tolerating him for a sufficient time, she waited for the best moment to expose the corrupt officials in front of the Rebels and Emissary, leaving him with no way out. It was truly a clever scheme; if he were the target of such a plot, he would certainly applaud Su Peijiu!
"The carriage is ready; please get in, Your Majesty," Lord Hong bowed.
Jun Ye Su lifted his dragon robe and walked forward. As he passed by Black Crow, he let out a soft hum and quickened his pace.
Black Crow crossed his arms and leaned against the door railing without moving. It wasn't until Lord Hong walked past him that he froze in surprise... this feeling...
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