The Crybaby Prince is Reborn, Where is the Prince Going?

Jin You and the other man rode their horses at full speed back to the Regent's Palace, where Bai Mo had already handed the paper ball to Qing Fei.

Qing Fei soaked the paper ball in a specific medicinal liquid, and occasionally used tools to stir the paper ball to make it stretch out.

He casually asked, "Where does such a disgusting thing come from?"

"I stole it. The prince gave instructions. He said it was crucial to preserve the writing on the paper ball intact."

Qing Fei shook her head. "It's difficult to preserve everything. The writing on the outer layer of paper has been partially eroded by gastric juice, and some of the words are already blurred. Even I can't guarantee that all the words will be copied intact."

"There's nothing I can do. I can only do my best. The prince has great faith in your skills and believes that you can transcribe the contents of the paper ball."

Qing Fei sneered: "Oh, you really flatter me. I can't bear it."

Bai Mo stood not far from Qing Fei, staring at his movements without saying a word, with a strong sense of oppression.

Qing Fei couldn't stand his stare any longer and threw the pestle away. "If you really have nothing to do, go and spar with Xiao Que'er, so she won't keep coming to my yard."

But Bai Mo still stared at him without saying a word.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, I'm sure I can transcribe everything here word for word. Are you relieved now?"

"Well, as soon as possible." Bai Mo said and left Qing Fei's yard without looking back, going to find Xiao Que'er to practice martial arts.

Qing Fei was so angry that she laughed at Bai Mo's cold order. Sure enough, all the subordinates brought by He Qianzhao were like this. Each of them was like an ice cube, only knowing how to execute orders without considering whether it was feasible or not.

There is no other way. If you eat the food of the Regent's Palace, you have to work for them, and you have to work for them without any wages!

No one knows where He Qianzhao has gone, so can't we take him with us?

Qing Fei was indignant and angry, but his hands did not stop moving. It didn't take long before he copied the contents of the paper ball. However, some of the words were dissolved by gastric juice and it was impossible to tell what was written. He couldn't even guess what it was, and when he copied it, it was just a large blob of ink with no specific content to be seen.

The rubbing paper here had not dried yet, and Jinyou returned with Aque.

The two men rushed into Qingfei's yard in a hurry, scaring Qingfei so much that she trembled.

"What are you doing? Don't you even know to announce yourself before you come in? What if an old man like me gets scared to death by you?"

"What are you talking about! Stop talking nonsense!"

Jinyou took a few steps back and secretly held his forehead. The two of them quarreled as soon as they met, like a pair of bickering lovers.

But business was more important now, so he tried to smooth things over: "Okay, business is more important, so cut the slack. Can you tell what's written on the paper?"

Qing Fei walked over to the rubbing and poked it with tweezers. "It's not dry yet, so I can't see anything right now. I took a quick look and the content is incomplete. It should be just a part."

"Only part of it?" Jinyou was shocked. That piece of paper was at least the size of an adult's fist, and this was just part of it? How much of the whole thing was there? What on earth could they be willing to tear it up or eat it to avoid being discovered?

"Some of the handwriting is no longer legible, but I can clearly see that it's part of a bill. It records the name, official position, and price, so I suspect this bill is likely related to the sale of an official position."

"Buying and selling official positions!"

"Yes." Qing Fei lowered the tweezers, pointed to a spot on the rubbing, and said to Jin You, "Look here, my lord. It records that in the fourth month of the second year of Xuanwu, Lin Qingjie joined the Jinyiwei and was paid 500 taels of silver."

"A mere Jinyiwei commander wants five hundred taels of silver? How dare he ask for such a high price!" He Qianzhao's official annual salary is only eight hundred taels! How dare he!

"Don't worry, there are also marginal positions in the six ministries, such as the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue, which are also selling for a high price of nearly a thousand taels. Judging from the contents of this paper, most of the official positions mentioned are not very important but very lucrative. They are insignificant but indispensable."

Having said that, Qing Fei fell silent and handed the half-damp rubbing paper to Jin You. "The rest is not my responsibility."

"I understand. Thank you." Jinyou could hear the hidden meaning, clasped his fists and said thank you, then took the rubbing paper and left Qingfei's yard.

On the way back to Liuyunzhai, He Jinyou kept thinking about the cause and effect, the unreasonable reactions of several people, the Yanzhi people in the Second Prince's Mansion, and the bills for the sale of official positions...

If Zhu Yuanwai had been an informant in the buying and selling of official positions from the very beginning, then was he killed because he knew too much and was silenced?

But judging from Zhao Zhener's reaction, things don't seem to be like that...

There are more and more mysteries. If I want to find a point of entry, it seems that the only way is... to enter the palace!

Thinking of this, He Jinyou paused as he reached the entrance of Liuyunzhai and immediately changed direction, "Prepare the car and enter the palace."

I've thought of many ways, whether it's using clichés or just letting things take their own course, but none of them are more direct than speaking clearly.

There's no time to go around in circles.

I don't know what Xiao Yunzhen meant by He Qianzhao's death. Was he killed by Emperor Xuan or did he commit suicide...

If you can know the cause and effect of things and seize the initiative, you can change the direction of everything.

Soon the carriage stopped at the palace gate. Jinyou took the sign and went straight to Rende Palace without even waiting for the sedan chair.

"May the emperor be well and may Concubine Chen live happily." Unexpectedly, Emperor Xuan was also in Rende Palace.

"You'er is here? Why didn't you ask someone to inform her? I could send someone to pick you up." He Zhiyi sat upright next to Emperor Xuan. She didn't look arrogant at this moment, acting like an aunt and niece.

"Thank you for your kindness, Auntie. I'm so bored staying at home that I want to go to the palace to see the little prince. But I don't know where he is right now."

Emperor Xuan smiled heartily, "I didn't expect you cousins ​​to get along so harmoniously. I wish my sons could be as close as you two."

Jin You didn't know whether Emperor Xuan was testing him or expressing his true feelings. He thought for a moment and hurriedly bowed, "The children of the royal family are naturally like brothers, but the princes are already brothers, so there's no need for them to be more like brothers."

It was not known whether this statement was correct or not, but Emperor Xuan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, go and play with Xun Zhen'er, he is at the prince's residence."

"Yes, I will take my leave first."

Only after walking out of Rende Palace did Jinyou feel relieved. He wondered what Emperor Xuan was up to next.

The prince was clearly an unqualified concubine who couldn't raise the prince herself, so she sent the child to be raised by the palace maids. But no matter how you look at it, Xiao Yunzhen isn't left without someone to take care of her, right?

Concubine Chen holds the same position as the Vice Queen, second only to the Empress Dowager in the harem. She is qualified enough to raise the prince under her knees. Wouldn't it be a slap in the face of Concubine Chen in public to send him to the prince's residence?

She was giving him great rewards the day before, but the next day she separated mother and son and left Xiao Yunzhen to suffer?

I really don't understand! It's so confusing.

Is it possible that the royal family really has no true feelings?