After reading my mind, Daddy, why don't you smile?

Such an appalling and unprecedented scandal certainly could not be tolerated by Emperor Jianxi, so he executed her in a low-key manner.

After the incident, Concubine Xiao Fei took off her hairpin and waited for punishment in the palace, waiting for Emperor Jianxi to deal with her. However, Emperor Jianxi was busy finding the cause of the disease and forgot about her. Concubine Xiao Fei was a cowardly person, and time dragged on for a long time. Concubine Xiao Fei thought about the punishment of His Majesty and scared herself to death!

The tracing back of Princess Xian's syphilis implicated more than just the few who had been exposed. Most of the women and families of officials in the court and the country who had not been exposed, some had been infected, some heard the rumors and were so scared that they turned themselves in and exposed themselves, and some kept the disease hidden but passed it on to the master of the family... In a word... everyone was concerned about whether they had been infected or not, and had no intention of paying attention to the matter of Concubine Xiaofei anymore.

While Emperor Jianxi was enjoying the endless supply of melons, he also took the opportunity to rectify the administration of officials. One third of the officials were replaced because of this incident.

Zhao Ying was writing on the side, and took the opportunity to memorize the names and biographies of all the officials, big and small. Seeing her writing, Emperor Jianxi glanced at her lightly and put the memorial on the side closer to her.

The father and daughter ran in both directions.

When Emperor Jianxi was handling daily affairs of state, Zhao Ying would follow him under the pretext of serving Mo. If it were someone else, several people in the cabinet would definitely be wary of it, saying things like women shouldn't interfere in government affairs and that hens crow at dawn and so on. However, this person was Zhao Ying, His Majesty's most beloved Princess Chengqian and the former wife of Grand Tutor Shangguan.

At the beginning, there was an old blind man who stroked his beard and wanted to expose Zhao Ying. However, before Emperor Jianxi could even say anything, he was rebuked by Shangguan Shu.

Shangguan Shu would never have dreamed of such a good thing as being able to see Zhao Ying during the boring working hours.

If anyone drove Zhao Ying away, how could Shangguan Shu let him off easily?

The old antique was speechless, and he pointed at Shangguan Shu tremblingly, "How disgraceful! How disgraceful!"

Zhao Ying explained to the cabinet ministers that she was just doing her best to be filial to her father as he was old, and the prince was still alive, so why should they be afraid of her?

The words were concise and to the point. After hearing them, their faces lightened up a little. Yes, the prince is still here, in his prime, and his position is as stable as Mount Tai. What are they afraid of?

What Zhao Ying said was actually in her heart. As long as the prince was still alive, she couldn't be so cruel as to defeat her brother who had loved and protected her since childhood, right?

She learns some political affairs here and can help the prince in the future.

If unfortunately the matter was exposed, she would protect Zhao Cong when necessary. Although he was guilty of deceiving the emperor, he did not deserve the death penalty.

Zhao Ying wondered whether she should mention this matter to Shangguan Shu and ask him to hand over the key witness, the wet nurse, to her...

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There is a constant stream of travelers coming and going on the official road from northern Ji to the capital.

Suddenly, a donkey cart loaded with goods came rumbling into the city gate.

The donkey cart was piled three feet high with goods, neatly packed and covered with a layer of coarse linen. Two people were sitting in the front of the cart. One was dressed as a Taoist priest, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, very handsome. The other was wearing a bamboo hat, and his face could not be seen clearly, but he was wearing a white gauze dress, which made him look thin and weak. The hand that stretched out from his sleeve was as white as jade. If it weren't for his flat chest, he would have looked like a woman.

It was probably the first time for the two of them to come to the capital. Looking at the bustling streets, their eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement.

The man in the bamboo hat suddenly turned his head and looked at the Taoist priest. The bamboo hat scraped the Taoist priest's hair. The Taoist priest frowned but didn't say anything.

The man in the bamboo hat spoke with a pure Tangshan accent and asked, "Second brother, this capital city is much more prosperous than Tianjin. It seems that our goods can be sold!"

The Taoist priest glanced back at the goods behind him and poured cold water on the man in the bamboo hat, "Stop talking nonsense. It's already spring. Who's going to buy it?"

The man in the bamboo hat reached his hand into his hat and scratched his head. He had listened to his second brother's Tianjin accent for a long time, but he still couldn't get used to it.

"It doesn't matter. If we can't sell them, we can use them ourselves. We won't lose money anyway!"

When the Taoist heard this, he thought it made sense, so he didn't refute it anymore.

After all, the two were unfamiliar with the place and didn't know the rules of setting up stalls to sell things on the street. After discussing it, they decided to find a place to stay first and then wander around the capital.

It was not easy to find a place to live, and they did not have much money, but the Taoist priest had some skills. He calculated with his fingers and found a piece of land to wait for, saying that if a destined person passed by here, he would give him a place to live!

The two waited and waited until noon. They bought a bun and ate it. The Taoist ate it generously, but the man in the bamboo hat never took off his hat and ate it in the hat. The bun was stuffed with leeks, and the hat was half-closed, so the smell could not dissipate. The man in the hat was smelling it for the whole afternoon.

By the evening, there were no more people on the street. The man in the bamboo hat finally couldn't help asking, "Second brother, where is the destined person?"

The Taoist priest was silent for a long while, then said in a dead voice: "You know what happened after the three flowers on my head were cut off..."

"Okay, okay, I understand!" The man in the bamboo hat stopped asking questions.

He turned around and called the donkey, and the two of them got on the donkey cart and rode towards the suburbs. After searching for a long time, they finally found an abandoned house. It was very dilapidated and on a mountain. The whole mountain was dark, with a few white flags that were very eye-catching.

The man in the bamboo hat had good eyesight and saw the pile of wooden tablets from a long distance. He was a little scared and asked the Taoist priest, "Second brother, what are those?"

The Taoist priest looked nonchalant. He shook the peach wood sword behind him and said with his arms folded, "In my opinion, there are mountains but no water here, and the yin energy is very heavy. It is a good acupuncture point that is hard to come by in a million years!"

He pointed at the dilapidated yard and said, "Especially the location of this yard. If a black wooden coffin is placed here, it will absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and the Yin energy of heaven and earth, and it will turn into a corpse in just one day!"

"Wow..." The man in the bamboo hat felt impressive.

He then asked, "Are we still living here?"

"Stop, you and I are not even afraid of our fifth brother, so why are we afraid of the Yin House?"

After saying this, the Taoist priest led the donkey in.

The man in the bamboo hat thought about it for a while, but it took him a while to react. "Right..."

I thought the house was in a rather dilapidated state, but it actually had all the necessary items inside, except for some dust, which showed that someone had lived there before!

The Taoist priest smiled with relief and pointed at a small porcelain bowl the size of a palm next to the stove. "Look, fourth brother, it's clear that a wild ghost has lived here. This is the little ghost's bowl!"

As the man in the straw hat walked into the house, he lifted up his hat, revealing a smooth, plump, hairless head. It was so empty that he didn't even have eyebrows. The reflection was so bright that it was beyond words, as if a peeled egg had grown a head.

The man in the bamboo hat picked up the small porcelain bowl in surprise and exclaimed, "How cute, so cute... There are actually such small ghosts in the world. Second brother, can you catch one for me to keep as a toy?"