The daily life of the concubine of the Prime Minister

The eldest prince took the lead and asked in a childish voice:

"Prime Minister Zhou, when our father passed away, didn't you personally receive the will and put it in the box?"

Zhou Zheng was choked for a moment. The late emperor was there, and he was indeed by his side. As for the others, they were clearly from Yang Shizhong's prison.

But if I tell them to others, these princes won’t believe it.

Outside, the late emperor valued him the most and was also his favorite minister. Yang Shizhong was just a small fourth-rank official, and the reason he could stay by the late emperor's side was because he felt guilty towards Chen Zhihe.

At this moment, if it wasn't his plan, he would have suspected that it was the late emperor who planned it.

In his heart, he cursed Emperor Ren'an to death, but on the surface he had to admit what the eldest prince said, but he emphasized:

"I did receive the will, but I dare not peek at its contents. Therefore, I really do not know who the throne is to be passed on to."

The princes are all thinking along these lines. It seems that Zhou Zheng is not on the side of the eldest prince, and everything he told them is true.

Does that mean that Zhou Zheng wants to support one of them?

Every prince thinks he is that person.

They all regarded Zhou Zheng as their own, so they no longer had any hostility towards him and united to deal with the eldest prince.

"Nephew, Prime Minister Zhou said he has no opinion. So while everyone is here, take out the will and announce it to the world."

When the eldest prince came out, Master Chen San had given instructions.

Once Zhou Zheng asked to see the will, they had to agree.

The eldest prince was delighted, but he was too young after all, and didn't think too much, so he agreed immediately.

Yang Shizhong took the lead, grabbed the eldest prince, and asked Zhou Zheng:

"Sir, do you agree with the princes' rude request? Do you think the rules of our ancestors are nothing?"

Zhou Zheng's chaotic eyes flashed with sinister intent:

"I didn't say that, but I think the princes' requests are not excessive. They are in accordance with the ancestral rules. They are just a little cautious."

"So, the Prime Minister supports the publication of the will right now?" Yang Shizhong understood and asked, "What if we disagree?"

Without Zhou Zheng's reply, the King of Jin spoke up:

"You don't agree? Don't you feel guilty because you're not a bastard like me?"

The other princes quickly ordered: "Yes, if you stop me, it proves that you have something to hide. The will must be opened and announced today."

"Uncle Prince Duan, you are jumping so hard, do you think the person written on it is you?"

Prince Duan straightened his back. He indeed believed so. Looking around, neither Prince Jin nor Prince Rui could compare to him.

"That's good to know." He took a few steps forward, walked to Zhou Zheng's side, and said in a commanding tone:

"Prime Minister Zhou, we support your idea. Just go ahead and do it. No one can stop you."

Prince Duan was still somewhat clever. They came to the mourning hall to cause trouble because they had listened to officials of the Zhou faction questioning the legitimacy of the eldest prince's succession to the throne.

At first he just thought that he was lucky. A prince who didn't want to be an emperor was not a good prince. He was a good prince, so it was natural for him to have such thoughts.

Later, I arrived at the mourning hall and saw his stupid brothers.

I probably guessed that I had been cheated.

I no longer had any hope and vowed to be neat and good-looking.

As the situation took a turn for the better, Zhou Zhengzhen raised his doubts, but thinking about what had happened before, Prince Duan regained hope.

This Zhou Zheng definitely broke up with the eldest prince because of him.

Zhou Zheng saw through Prince Duan's thoughts and cursed him as an idiot, but smiled and gave him a helping hand: "For the sake of orthodoxy, even if I have to sacrifice my old bones, I will not watch someone sitting in a position that shouldn't be there."

"Heh." Yang Shizhong sneered disdainfully. He looked at the eldest prince and nodded slightly.

The eldest prince regained his composure, turned around to meet Prince Duan's gaze again, and then his gaze fell on Zhou Zheng.

"My father believes in the Prime Minister, and I also believe in the Prime Minister." He paused, as if he had made a big decision, and said firmly:

"In that case, please invite the ministers of the court, the concubines of the harem, and Lord Chen! Let's go to the Wenxuan Hall."

Zhou Zheng nodded:

"What the eldest prince said makes sense." The more people there are, the less room for maneuver.

The eldest prince should never think of reaching that position again in his life.

Besides, Mr. Chen San will never come back.

The two people in front of us won't be able to make any waves at all.

Not only did Zhou Zheng send people to find officials, but all the princes also ordered their personal attendants to go and help.

From the death of Emperor Ren'an until now, there has never been a moment when we have been so united.

……

A day ago, Liu Yugang and Guyu were stopped before they entered the capital.

The one who stopped her was none other than Feng Xiao who was beside Mr. Chen Sanye.

"Madam, this matter is too abnormal. The master asked me to escort you to the pile outside the capital first." Feng Xiao explained his purpose.

Why did you suddenly change your story? If you went to the suburbs of Beijing...

Liu Yu was very worried about his family, so he asked:

"If I don't go back, what will happen to the mansion?"

"The master has already sent someone to bring the old lady and the others to the farm."

Liu Yu was very sensitive about what happened last time, so it would be great if he could bring the old lady to the farm.

Liu Yu changed direction and came to a farm outside Beijing. The steward came out to greet her immediately and arranged her in the former Qinyuanju.

The scene inside remained the same, no different. It seemed that the shopkeeper had the place cleaned regularly.

"Thank you." Liu Yu said with genuine gratitude.

This was the first place where she had crossed paths with him, and she hoped it would always be like this.

The steward waved his hands repeatedly:

"I am just following your instructions, please don't embarrass me, Madam.

If I really want to express my gratitude, it should be my lady who should be thanked."

Since the disaster began, the Chen family has tried their best to donate a large sum of money every time, but the disasters have continued in recent years.

The Chen family sold several farms outside the capital.

As for those farms that were sold, the managers had long been sent away. These days, returning home was not a wise choice.

The reason why this manor can be preserved is entirely because of Liu Yu.

Liu Yu didn't like to thank people, so he asked Guyu to give a bag of silver to the steward:

"For your reward."

The steward wanted to refuse, but seeing Liu Yu insisted, he accepted it.

"Madam, you must be tired! Rest for a while. I'll ask the servants to prepare dinner."

"it is good."

These past few days I have either been running for my life or under surveillance. Except for the first two days after leaving the capital, I haven't had a good meal since then.

In less than ten days, she felt that her wrist had become smaller.

As soon as the housekeeper mentioned the food at home, she became very hungry and craved it.

"I want red rao lion head and spicy chicken noodles..."

The steward wrote down the dishes Liu Yu reported and left Qinyuanju. Several maids immediately came in, and the one in front was Lixia.

When Lixia saw Liu Yu, her eyes turned red and tears fell down.