The little ancestor of the family

The appearance of the little grandson finally made Concubine Qi see some clues.

It turned out that she had thought things were simple.

Xiao Huaian didn't want revenge.

He had bigger plans.

To let the son of the crown prince who was killed by Emperor Yongfeng inherit the throne,

He himself served as regent behind the scenes, truly ruling the country.

What he wanted was not Emperor Yongfeng's life, but Emperor Yongfeng's world.

"Okay, okay!"

Lady Qi murmured softly, "The carefree boy back then has already grown up. I was just overthinking."

Despite realizing this, Concubine Qi still wanted to do her best to help the only remaining descendant of the Xiao family.

"If the Fourth Prince doesn't fight with them, then the little grandson will have fewer obstacles on his way to inheriting the throne."

……

The sudden change in the Fourth Prince's attitude did catch those who originally wanted to support him off guard.

"Your Highness, this memorial on managing the flooding in Shazhou took the three of us three days and nights to write.

As long as you present this memorial to the emperor, he will definitely look at you with admiration.

The rainy season has not arrived yet, so we can use these two months to clear the silt in the river and reinforce the embankment. As long as Shazhou and Yunqi are no longer troubled by floods, Your Highness will have done a great deed and will be praised by the people!"

General Gao advised earnestly.

"This is your idea, you can submit it yourself, you don't have to go through me."

The Fourth Prince was not moved at all.

General Gao's words were choked back.

Either that or the Fourth Prince is useless. He finally seemed to be showing some signs of progress a few days ago, but he has become lazy so quickly.

If there was really no one worthy of selection among the princes, they wouldn't have to go through the trouble.

The Second Prince is bedridden and may die at any time, and the Fourth Prince is so useless. Are they really going to switch to Prince Rui's side?

But when the prince was in trouble, they all supported the emperor in placing him under house arrest.

Once this little grandson of the emperor sits on that throne, will he settle accounts with what happened in the past and eliminate all of them as dissidents?

The several adults were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, and kept instilling in the Fourth Prince the benefits of holding power.

But the Fourth Prince was like a turtle eating a weight - he was determined and didn't take anything they said to heart.

……

After Chang'an returned home, he pestered Ye Xinran and coaxed her for a long time before she slowly told him what she had seen and heard in the palace.

“The palace is really too big, much bigger than the Qinwang Palace, and the people there are so cold. When they see me, they either kneel down or turn around and face the wall. No one pays any attention to me.

I don’t like it there.”

Changan said this with some grievance.

"Aunt, do I have to live there in the future?"

"Maybe."

Ye Xinran thought for a moment and said, "Although it's lonely up there, it's the only place where words have power."

She tried her best to say in a way that Chang'an could understand, "If you speak in other places, others may not be able to hear you, but you are the master of the palace. No matter what you say in here, everyone has to listen to you."

"Everyone listens to me?"

Changan's expression was a little exaggerated, "What about those who can't hear?"

"If you don't hear it, someone will get it."

Ye Xinran said.

"Okay, then I'm willing to live in it."

Changan suddenly figured it out, "I will protect my second uncle and aunt in the future. As long as I live in there, no one can bully my second uncle and aunt, right?"

Ye Xinran smiled, "Not only my second uncle and aunt, but also the people of the world.

If you live in it, you can protect poor people like the village head and Ergou, so that they can have enough food to eat, live in a big house, and not be bullied by bad people. "

"it is good!"

Changan's eyes sparkled, "Master said that a country must put the rule of law first, and the way to govern a country is to enrich the people first.

Then after I move into the palace, I will gather a group of people to formulate a set of effective laws, so that bad people will be punished, good people will get due rewards, and the people will live in peace and prosperity.

Life."

Ye Xinran raised her thumb and gave a thumbs-up gesture, "Changan is awesome!"

Although the child is still young, as long as he has a sense of justice and has the guidance of the imperial teacher Fan Qingzhou, he will definitely have a good future.

Speaking of which, he has generals like Xiao Huaian to protect him, and good brothers like Changsheng and Changping to help him solve problems.

Although Chang'an did not grow up in the palace, he has more advantages than the princes. He understands the difficulties of the people and knows the harm of corruption. Ye Xinran firmly believes that Chang'an will become a good emperor in the future.

……

The situation in the capital was unpredictable, and many people were stumbling around like headless flies, not knowing which side to join.

Fang Yue has already hooked up with Zhao Chunlei. Many old foxes have seen through the tricks and started to secretly ask Fang Yue about his plan.

But Fang Yue was very cautious and refused to reveal anything.

Although the young prince has Prince Rui in charge, everyone feels guilty when they think of what happened to the crown prince back then, and they really don't dare to gamble their lives on it.

Originally, the Fourth Prince was the best choice in this regard, but the Fourth Prince himself was not up to the task, and these people were in a dilemma.

So after a period of time, three forces emerged invisibly.

One group is represented by Prince Rui and supports the young emperor's grandson.

One group is represented by the Fang family, who want to turn things around for the third prince.

There is another group, which is made up of aristocratic families who have not made up their minds.

They are still watching, not knowing which side they should stand on.

Half a month later, many young ladies and mistresses from aristocratic families in Beijing received an invitation.

The invitation was sent by Leng Qingyu.

I invite everyone to go to my daughter’s new shop to taste the newly arrived magic facial cream. It is said that after using it, you can have fairy-like beauty.

Beauty is a huge attraction for a woman.

Whether it is the mistress of the house who works hard every day, or the young lady from a noble family who is waiting to be married.

Compared to the ups and downs outside, they care more about this.

In the Taiwei Mansion.

Mrs. Gao hesitated for a long time holding the invitation, and finally spoke.

"Master, Madam Leng's invitation should have no effect if I go, right?"

General Gao was so preoccupied with the affairs of the Fourth Prince that he had no time to take care of these trivial matters in the rear house.

He waved his hands impatiently.

"Go, go, go, it's your business as women. If you want to go, go ahead and don't bother me."

"But I wasn't close to this Mrs. Leng before, and I don't know who she invited. I'm afraid of causing trouble for you."

"Wait, which Mrs. Leng are you talking about?"

General Gao suddenly thought of something.

"Who else could it be? It's the widow of Lord Lu, a famous wealthy businessman in our capital, Madam Leng Qingyu!

Her son is a loyal prince of this dynasty!"

Hearing this, General Gao frowned even more tightly, "She took the initiative to invite you over?"

"Yes!"

Mrs. Gao was puzzled, "Is this Mrs. Leng important? Can I go?"

General Gao groaned in silence.

Now everyone in the capital knows that the Lu family and Prince Rui have a special relationship. The little grandson of the emperor who just returned to the capital lives in the Prince Qin’s mansion.

By associating with the Lu family, he was telling everyone that he was on King Rui's side.

Mrs. Leng sent out invitations widely at this time, which seemed to be an attempt to win people over.

Could it be that King Rui wants to win me over?

"Master, if it's inconvenient, I won't go. The magic ointment is probably just a gimmick. How can it be so effective?"

"No!" General Gao suddenly said, "You have to go, you must go!"

"what?"

Mrs. Gao stood there in a daze.

"Will my going have no effect on the master?"

Even if they didn't care, they knew that this was a critical moment and as women, they couldn't cause trouble at this time.

"You go there and help me find out what King Rui has to say."

Gao Taiwei said, "The Third Prince's faction is already on the decline, but the centipede is still alive. The Third Prince's power is so great that there is probably another force waiting to take action. However,"

General Gao looked out the window and said, "I have always followed the Emperor's wishes. I will help anyone he likes or wants to support.

The Fourth Prince would have been the best choice, but he is a lazy man who is good at nothing. If the young emperor's party can really put aside past grudges and are willing to win over people like us, I believe many people will still be willing to support him."

"Master, do you want me to go get some information?"

Mrs. Gao understood what her master meant.

It is very common among aristocratic families like theirs to get information through their wives.

Some officials could not move around openly, so they could only communicate with each other by moving around in the backyard.

This method not only avoids the impact of open movement, but also leaves room for both parties.

In many cases, it plays a decisive role.

"Go ahead, take Xin'er with you to have a look."

"it is good!"

Mrs. Gao became happy.

As she grew older in recent years, Mrs. Gao felt increasingly overwhelmed by her appearance.

No matter how much rouge and powder she put on, her face could never be as radiant as the concubine the master had just bought from outside.

The concubine was only eighteen years old, about the same age as Xin'er. After losing her virginity, she became even more beautiful and tender. Even though she couldn't speak or do anything, just sitting there, she was like a flower in bud, ready to be picked.

Mrs. Gao felt both hatred and helplessness when she saw this.

She knew that with the master's temper, there would always be someone in this yard, and even if it wasn't this concubine, it would be that concubine.

Whenever she was dissatisfied, the master would say: "These girls are new here and don't know the rules. You should teach them more.

You are a lady of high status, so why would you bother with these little things?"

Mrs. Gao didn't want to care about it.

But who would be willing to be just a housekeeper, working hard every day to manage various accounts in the mansion, and then watching her man having fun with those little girls every day!

Whenever she looked at herself in the mirror, she felt that all this was because she was getting old.

If it weren't for the wrinkles on my face and my skin not being so hydrated, the master would definitely pay more attention to me.

Therefore, Leng Qingyu's invitation was of great attraction to her.

……

Seven days later, Mrs. Gao brought her daughter Gao Wenxin to meet Mrs. Leng.

What surprised her was that in that small shop called Huichunfang, she actually saw the wives of major aristocratic families, including Madam Li, Madam Zhao, Madam Qiao, and Madam Sun.

Even Mrs. Tian, ​​who had always been unpopular, was present.

When Mrs. Gao arrived, all the ladies had already taken their seats. They seemed to be chatting about something happy, and everyone looked very happy.

Seeing Madam Gao coming, Leng Qingyu immediately stood up, "Madam Gao, why did you come just now? You missed the story that Madam Sun just told you!"

Mrs. Gao was immediately infected by this relaxed atmosphere. She temporarily put aside what her master had told her to do and was no longer so nervous.

"What's the story that's so funny?"

"It's about the time when my master proposed marriage to the wrong person!"

Madam Sun smiled and said, "My father was just a wealthy man back then, and our family lived in an alley in the western suburbs.

My master couldn't remember the door, so he went to the Qian family next door and insisted on proposing marriage.

The Qian family has no daughters, only two sons studying in the academy. When the Qian family saw my master like this, they thought he was a short-sleeved man. They took a fancy to one of their sons in the academy and almost had his legs broken. "

"There is such a thing!"

Mrs. Gao also started laughing.

After everyone greeted each other, Leng Qingyu said:

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

She looked around and continued:

"Today I said I wanted to invite everyone to taste the divine facial cream, but actually I just wanted to find an opportunity to get together with everyone. When I was still married, we often played together."

Leng Qingyu's mention of this evoked memories of everyone present.

Before coming, they all had the same mentality as Mrs. Gao, thinking that Leng Qingyu invited them to come in order to win over their master.

But now looking again, the people present are none other than the sisters who played together back then!

At that time they were also carefree. They gathered together to play chess, play the piano, discuss poetry and songs, and study embroidery techniques.

Looking at it now, they no longer have those thoughts!

One by one, their vitality was gradually wasted in raising children and engaging in intrigues with concubines.

Although they are of the same age, Leng Qingyu looks quite different from them now, as if he is seven or eight years younger than them.

"Qingyu is so lucky to marry a good man!"

Mrs. Qiao sighed,

"Although the man is gone now, he has left you a pair of children and a legacy.

There are no concubines or illegitimate children, and there are not so many twists and turns and intrigues. It saves me a lot of effort."

After Mrs. Qiao said this, everyone present felt a little embarrassed.

Lu Tingen's death was not glorious.

The fact that he died in a woman's bed outside is still laughed at by people.

But Leng Qingyu didn't seem to care.

Her expression did not change, she just followed Mrs. Qiao's words and said, "Men, they care about national affairs and the country, how many of them can empathize with us in the backyard?

Women should be nicer to themselves.”