Marrying the dandy prince, the princess wants to usurp the throne

But Shangguan Hong's hair has turned white these days because of worrying about Shangguan Yao's legs. How could he have any extra money to pay for disaster relief?

His old face turned green and blue. After a long time, he took out a hundred taels of silver in front of everyone's gaze.

Apart from anything else, it formed a very sharp contrast with Ji Huaiyu's one thousand taels of silver.

Ji Huaiyu glanced at the banknotes in Shangguan Hong's hand and couldn't help but sigh, "In Lord Shangguan's heart, is this prince's face only worth one hundred taels?"

He wiped away his nonexistent tears with a broken heart, "Yes, after all, I am only the future consort of Princess Jinghe, and I don't hold any important position in the court. It's understandable that the Prime Minister looks down on me."

"Ji Huaiyu!" Shangguan Hong's eyes widened instantly.

Why didn't he realize that Ji Huaiyu was such a teasing person before?

He has no ability, but he actually uses his status as a royal consort to make trouble!

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the Prime Minister was immediately targeted by Mu Jiusheng.

However, she did not attack directly, but just shook the cup in her hand quietly, "Don't say that, Prince Consort. The Prime Minister's son just lost a leg a few days ago. I think the Prime Minister is short of money recently."

Shangguan Hong nodded vigorously, thinking that Mu Jiusheng still had some conscience.

But when he turned around, he heard Mu Jiusheng say, "But the Prime Minister has always put the people first, and he will naturally not forget the lives of the people just because of his son.

I think the gift that the Prime Minister gives to my mother today must be very valuable.

In this case, why not bring up the gift that the Prime Minister gave to the Queen Mother so that we can all admire it together."

After saying that, Bai Zhu very tactfully carried the things up.

Everyone looked and saw a painting and calligraphy revealed in front of them.

"It's Master Mo Ran's painting!!!" Someone in the crowd said this, which instantly caused everyone to gasp.

As we all know, in recent years, there has been a painter named Mo Ran in the world.

She always followed her heart and no one knew where she was.

She once painted for several noble families, and her paintings were traded for tens of millions of taels of silver.

It can be said that, looking around, among the painters in recent years, Mo Ran is definitely a leader.

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Hong actually got hold of Master Mo Ran's paintings.

This shocked everyone.

A dark color flashed in Shangguan Hong's eyes, and then he raised his proud head, "Yes, I have a little friendship with Master Mo Ran, so I asked Master Mo Ran to draw a picture for me.

I have always been honest and upright, so I don't have much silver in my home. But now that it is the Queen's birthday, I want to express my love for her by giving her this painting that I have treasured at home. I hope she will like it."

"Sir Shangguan is too modest. This is a painting by Master Mo Ran. It is very expensive out there! It can be said to be a priceless treasure!

Lord Shangguan is willing to take out such a treasure, which can be said to be much more valuable than the one thousand taels of silver!"

The person who spoke was the Minister of War, who was promoted by Shangguan Hong.

So he has always been a lackey following behind Shangguan Hong.

After Zheng Weiming said this, people followed one after another.

"I think the Prime Minister has always been generous, but everyone has difficult times, so the Crown Prince should not be too aggressive with others."

"I agree. The Prime Minister's actions today can be said to be a role model for us!!!"

Everyone looked at each other and talked, but no one noticed the silence on Mu Jiusheng's face.

Mo Ran was a name she randomly came up with when she was bored, because at that time she had just established the Temple of God Slayer and was so poor. In order to avoid living like a beggar, she fabricated Mo Ran's identity and sold two paintings. Unexpectedly, he became famous.

As for Shangguan Hong, she never knew when she had any intersection with him.

"Bai Zhu, you go..." Mu Jiusheng turned his head and said a few words to Bai Zhu.

Bai Zhu nodded and quickly left the hall.

On the other side, Shangguan Hong still looked at Mu Jiusheng and Ji Huaiyu with pride, "Princess, are you satisfied with this painting of mine?"

"If this is really Mo Ran's painting, I will be satisfied."

Ji Huaiyu's eyes darkened as he looked at the girl on the platform.

She was talking about Mo Ran, not Master Mo Ran like everyone else.

Mu Jiusheng, do you know Mo Ran?

Recalling Mu Jiusheng's previous portrait drawing ability, Ji Huaiyu inexplicably felt that this was not impossible. People with abilities always like to make friends with people with abilities, don't they?

But Shangguan Hong failed to realize this. Or, in his mind, how could a noble princess like Mu Jiusheng have any connection with people from the underworld?

Even if there really is, it is impossible for him to have any intersection with someone as capable and talented as Mo Ran.

After all, masters all have strange temperaments.

Therefore, Shangguan Hong was very dissatisfied with Mu Jiusheng's words, "What do you mean by that, Princess?"

"Sir Shangguan knows it well, doesn't he? As the saying goes, a small gift may be a great token of sentiment. This palace and my mother are not the kind of people who care that much about gifts.

If Lord Shangguan's family is really tight and can only afford to give a small gift, this palace and my mother would not care much. After all, what I want, I can always get it by myself.

But if Lord Shangguan wants to show off his prowess at the Queen Mother’s birthday banquet with fake things, then it’s not just a matter of being poor. "

Mu Jiusheng clearly slapped the word "fake" on Shangguan Hong's face.

In an instant, the air became steamy.

"What? Fake? This painting is fake?"

"Impossible? The gift for the Queen cannot be fake. If it is really fake, then Lord Shangguan is..." Isn't he deceiving the royal family?

Even if Shi Jin is not favored, he is still a member of the royal family.

If it is really fake, isn't it treating the royal family as fools?

What's more, the emperor is here today.

“Shut up!!! I watched Mo Ran draw this picture with my own eyes, it can’t be fake! Princess Jinghe, I respect you and call you Princess Jinghe, but I will not tolerate you slandering me like this!!!”

"Slander? How can Lord Shangguan be sure that I don't know Mo Ran?"

Mu Jiusheng looked at Shangguan Hong with a smile on his face, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

“Report——!!!”

At this moment, the young eunuch outside suddenly came in to deliver a message.

Mu Yuchuan already had a headache just listening to this, and now when he heard that there was something else, he quickly waved his hand to let the eunuch speak.

"Your Majesty, there is a man outside the door who claims to be a student of the calligraphy and painting studio and is here to deliver a painting for Master Mo Ran."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience burst into laughter.

Master Mo Ran, the real Master Mo Ran!

Mu Yuchuan also got excited at this moment, "Quick, let him in!"

After a while, a thin disciple came in with a scroll of calligraphy and painting in his hand.