Amazing Pastoral World: Unparalleled Medical Queen

The autumn of the 36th year of Zheng'an was destined to be a turbulent time for the Qi State.

In the late autumn of that year, a meeting with the Imperial Censor Jin Chang marked the beginning of a declaration of war against Prince Chen. Subsequently, various impeachment memorials against Prince Chen, Ye Wenyan, flew like snowflakes to the desk of Emperor Zheng'an.

In the Chen Palace, the prince of Chen, Ye Lei, has been suffering from insomnia these days, and a circle of blisters has grown on the corners of his mouth. As a prince with a fiefdom, Chen Wang, according to the ancestral system, must stay in his fiefdom every day and cannot enter the capital without business. But as a prince, he has lived in the capital for these years, under the pretext of fulfilling his filial piety to His Majesty on behalf of Chen Wang. In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is clearly a hostage.

Originally, he had been staying in his father's fiefdom, living a carefree life as a second-generation rich man, arrogant and insolent, but he did not expect that an imperial decree five years ago would trap him in the capital. Later, he learned that the decree was proposed by the crown prince to Emperor Zheng'an. Since then, he has been gnashing his teeth at the crown prince Ye Feng.

He thought maliciously, why didn't Ye Feng die in his mother's womb? He was born to cause trouble for their Chen Wang Mansion.

"Prince, we have to make plans early." The staff was worried. "His Majesty has ordered the Dali Temple to open a case, and ordered the Censorate, the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice to thoroughly investigate whether the content of the impeachment of the prince is true. The Censorate and the Dali Temple are not under the control of the prince, I am afraid..."

Ye Lei anxiously walked around the room with his hands behind his back, and asked angrily, "Chongzhou and Pingzhou have been blocked by my father. Each checkpoint is heavily guarded. How did these officials break through the checkpoints and travel all the way to Beijing?"

"My Lord, I suspect all of this is a conspiracy by the Crown Prince. Impeachment is only the first step. Next, His Majesty will definitely order the Prince to come to the capital on the pretext of cooperating with the trial." The aide's face was solemn. "Then the Prince will be in a dilemma. If he goes to the capital, he will be imprisoned, like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth; but if he does not go to the capital, it will be a serious crime of disobeying the order."

Ye Lei picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and suddenly threw the cup to the ground: "Who made this tea? Do you want to scald me to death?"

The little maidservant beside her was so frightened that her face turned pale and she quickly knelt down to apologize.

"Take him away and beat him to death!" a cold voice rang out.

The little maid's face turned pale and she immediately collapsed to the ground, her mouth open but she was so frightened that she couldn't make a sound.

Two guards came in immediately and dragged the little maid out.

The staff sighed inwardly.

This is the third one in recent days.

A teacup was broken and a life was taken. The anxiety and depression in Ye Lei's heart seemed to have dissipated a lot.

He lifted his clothes, sat on the chair covered with brocade cushions, and sneered: "Father will not come."

"Why do you say that, Prince?" the aide asked in confusion. "The prince is still in the capital, the prince will not ignore it."

"In my father's heart, there is only the ambition of being an emperor. If he had me in his heart, why would he ignore his many legitimate and illegitimate sons and send me, the prince, to show his loyalty when he wanted to send people to the capital to show his filial piety?" Ye Lei sneered, but his heart was full of sadness, "Sooner or later, I will become my father's abandoned child."

The staff was shocked: "Is the prince worrying too much? Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs..."

"That's because you don't understand father." Ye Lei suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength, leaning back on his chair, and sighed, "Ye Feng was right in saying one thing. In front of the imperial power, there are no fathers and sons, only monarchs and ministers. If father wants to conquer the world, he must have the heart of an emperor. And emperors have always been emotionless."

The aide was shocked. He did not expect that the prince would have such thoughts.

Before the great cause is accomplished, there is already discord between father and son. This is not a good sign.

"My prince, the prince has always valued you. If things work out in the future, you will be the legitimate crown prince. My prince, the crown prince is always good at sophistry, you must not let him instigate the relationship between you and your son."

Ye Lei waved his hand and said, "I am already over thirty years old. How can I be instigated by a kid who is not even twenty years old? You look down on me too much."

"Sir..."

"Okay, you don't have to say any more."

Ye Lei suddenly recalled in his mind what Ye Feng had said casually: "Cousin, the Emperor's uncle treats you very well. He has considered everything for you. Not only has he arranged for you to have enough staff in the palace, but he has also assigned you several talented and knowledgeable people as his staff."

At that time, he was still smug about being valued by his father. But from another perspective, aren't these people all his father's people? They were all people sent by his father to monitor him and control him.

Ye Lei's eyes immediately changed when he looked at his staff.

The staff member met Ye Lei's gaze and groaned inwardly.

Even he is suspicious of this?

I thought to myself, the rumor that the Crown Prince is good at calculating people's hearts is indeed true.

At this moment, the housekeeper rushed in.

"My Lord, something terrible has happened!"

"What's the point of being so flustered?" Ye Lei was very unhappy.

I suddenly thought to myself that this housekeeper Uncle Shi seemed to be a son born in my mother's family, and should not be my father's man.

Thinking of this, his expression couldn't help but relax a little: "Uncle Shi, what happened?"

The butler quickly bowed and said, "My Lord, there is a folk song circulating in the streets and alleys of the capital, in the wine shops and tea houses."

"What ballad?"

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There is a teahouse in the capital called Ya Ming Xuan. It has an elegant environment and a collection of famous teas from all over the world. It is a place where dignitaries like to gather and chat.

At this moment, two middle-aged men were sitting in an elegant room on the second floor. One of them was wearing a green shirt, and his hair was simply tied up with a wooden hairpin. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, tiger eyes, and sharp corners, which made him look tough. The other man was wearing a white robe as white as snow, with long hair draped over his shoulders and a jade hanging from his waist. He looked elegant and noble. If anyone saw him, they would be shocked. Because these two people were the two most popular ministers in the court, one military and one civil: Taiwei Yaoyaozu and Hanlin Academy scholar Yuyanlang.

Yu Yanlang held the teacup in one hand and gently pushed open the window beside him with the other.

Outside the window is a busy street.

A clear and loud nursery rhyme came:

"The King of Chen has a vast fiefdom, rich in fruits and grains. It was originally a fertile land, but the King is like a wolf. Chongzhou was hit by a severe drought, and the people had no food left. The court came to provide disaster relief. But the King of Chen was greedy, and the people were starving. They left their homes to flee, and nine out of ten houses were empty..."

"Your Highness has finally taken action." Yu Yanlang smiled and said in a low voice.

“If we don’t take action now, King Chen will rebel.” Rongyaozu swallowed a big mouthful of tea with a “gulp”, and the tea in the cup was almost gone.

"It's like a cow chewing a peony, a waste of nature's resources." Yu Yanlang shook his head and sighed.

"Isn't this tea just for quenching thirst?" Rong Yaozu was very disdainful. "You sour literati are just making up sour rhetoric. What about the green dripping before the rain and the ten bends of red plums? If I were to say, there's only one word, tea!"

"No wonder you don't like that boy." Yu Yanlang smiled faintly, "I am a rough man, but my son is a delicate man."

"Don't mention this kid to me." Rong Yaozu was so angry that he took another gulp of tea. "He's not doing his job all day. If he was half as good as his big brother, I wouldn't be so worried."