The Cloud Feather of the Red Chamber: A Marriage Arranged with Gong Yuanzheng at the Start

Qi Yan'an emerged from Gong Shangjiao's study with a livid face.

Judging from his expression, Gong Huanyu was certain that his and Gong Shangjiao's guesses were correct.

The two are not the two with the highest martial arts skills, but rather the two with the most special identities.

He slowly walked into the study, looked at Gong Shangjiao who was dealing with documents, and asked, "Do you regret cooperating with the imperial court?"

Gong Shangjiao remained calm. "Of course I won't regret it. I've given this matter much thought."

As it turned out, his choice was correct. Given Wufeng's current strength, if the Palace Gate were to confront it head-on, the casualties would likely be considerable.

By cooperating with the imperial court, they not only reduced the losses at the palace gates but also eliminated Wufeng.

Peace and tranquility in the martial arts world is also a good thing for ordinary people.

Gong Huanyu was silent for a moment, then said, "Look at what that old emperor did. Aren't you afraid that the crown prince will change in the future?"

"Do you think that after the Crown Prince ascends the throne, he won't be wary of you and the Thirteenth Prince, given the power of the entire martial arts world?"

"The imperial family is the most ruthless; they show no mercy when killing their own brothers and sisters."

Gong Shangjiao smiled slightly; he had naturally considered this issue long ago.

"Brother, do you think I chose the new site for the palace gate in Haixi because of the scenery there?"

Gong Huanyu seemed to understand something. He raised his eyebrows and immediately understood Gong Shangjiao's plan.

"You're going out to sea."

Gong Shangjiao nodded. "When I was a merchant abroad many years ago, I heard about the beautiful scenery of the overseas islands and had long yearned to visit them."

"Old Dust Valley is no longer habitable, so the palace must find another place to live. Overseas is a good option."

"The expedition will gather all overseas intelligence. Xue Chongzi and Xue Gongzi will have to work hard and go out every year to find suitable islands."

Gong Huanyu thought of the snow and couldn't help but smile. "They should be happy to endure this little bit of hard work."

Miyazaki continued explaining his plan.

"In ten or twenty years, I will hand over everything to the imperial court. Who will take over will be arranged by the royal family."

Gong Huanyu sighed, "You've thought things through very well."

Gong Shangjiao smiled slightly, "If you are willing, elder brother, you can also come with us to go overseas."

Gong Huanyu shook his head. "I can't let go of the Lonely Mountain Sect. If I have time in the future, I will come to find you. Just don't kick me off the island."

Gong Shangjiao smiled, "Of course not."

Inside the palace gates, Gong Zishang looked at the contents of the scroll recorded by his subordinates, pointed to the last section, and offered a suggestion.

“Here, you didn’t describe the fear of the expedition in the painting in detail. Please revise it.”

Jin Mao's lips twitched as he listened. The content was already detailed enough, even noting the changes in Zheng Gongzi's expression as he retreated. What more could be added?

We can't expect people to write out all of Zheng Gongzi's inner thoughts, can we?

Gong Zishang, however, happily ate a grape. This kind of life is truly wonderful!

When we eat grapes, the little brother always helps us peel them.

Just as she was enjoying herself, Gong Shangjiao's letter arrived at the palace gate. Gong Zishang immediately became serious, read the letter carefully, and then got up and went to the courtyard where Xue Chongzi and Xue Gongzi were currently living.

"Hey, how's your practice of the secret technique coming along, Da Xue?"

Upon meeting Xue Zhongzi, Gong Zishang went straight to the point, asking the question that concerned him most.

Young Master Xue sheathed his knife, his youthful face full of seriousness.

"That's about it, but we still need to consolidate it."

Gong Zishang's expression relaxed. "That's good. Be prepared, we may have to leave the palace at any time these days."

Before Xue Zhongzi could react, Xue Gongzi perked up.

"Having dealt with the bladeless one?"

Gong Zishang nodded. "It will be soon. This is Shang Jiao's letter. You two can read it yourselves."

"Once the Crown Prince has made the arrangements, we'll act together."

They were not only dealing with Wu Feng, but also with the high-ranking officials of the imperial court.

After explaining the details of the snowfall, Gong Zishang immediately went to the pharmacy.

Gong Yuanzheng naturally received Gong Shangjiao's letter.

He now stands in the courtyard, holding the letter, gazing at the slowly unfolding scroll.

Finally, he could finally see Yue'er!

Gong Zishang glanced at the scroll in the sky and thought to herself: She really came at the right time.

Her gaze shifted to Gong Yuanzheng, and she smiled slightly, "Brother Yuanzheng, have you prepared the poison that Shang Jiao wanted?"

Gong Yuanzheng also laughed, a confident yet mad smile, "Don't worry, Zhi Ren, as soon as your new weapon is unveiled, you'll be given the latest poison to coat it with."

As the siblings spoke, the scroll was already unfurled.

What appears here is an exquisite courtyard, completely different in style from the palace gate and the Lin family residence.

The carved beams and painted rafters are exquisitely crafted; although all are man-made, they possess a beauty that is truly eye-catching.

Gong Zishang hurriedly urged the painter, "Draw it quickly!"

You can use this as a reference when building a new house.

The scroll slowly zooms in, revealing Lin Qingyue, Daiyu, and the young girls from the Jia family sitting in a pavilion.

Jia Yingchun was sitting under the shade of flowers, picking jasmine flowers, when she suddenly felt her vision darken. She looked up and saw Lin Qingyue sitting opposite her.

"Sister Lin, aren't you going to write a poem?" Jia Yingchun asked curiously.

Lin Qingyue shook her head. "I'm not good at these things, why aren't you going?"

Jia Yingchun put down the jasmine flower in her hand. "I used to be in charge of setting the rhyme scheme, but now that I don't need anyone to set the rhyme scheme anymore, I can finally have some peace and quiet."

Lin Qingyue raised an eyebrow. Although she had read Dream of the Red Chamber, it had been so long that she could no longer remember it.

She knew that these girls had started a poetry club more than once, but they couldn't remember what had happened in the club anymore.

As the two were talking, a little girl, barely tall enough to stand, came over and sat down next to Jia Yingchun, taking the jasmine flowers from her.

"I'm too lazy to join this poetry club anymore. Second sister, Lin sister, I'll play with you."

Jia Yingchun smiled somewhat helplessly, glancing at Shi Xiangyun, who was unusually close to Xue Baochai, and her smile became somewhat inexplicable.

Even Jia Xichun was angry, so Lin Qingyue became more curious, "What's wrong with Sister Xichun?"

Jia Xichun was still dissatisfied, "Sister-in-law Zhu set the rules, Second Sister set the questions and limited the rhymes, and I was responsible for copying and supervising the exam. It's only been two rounds, and she changed them directly."

"If you're going to make changes, just do it openly. Instead, you're instigating people to make changes secretly and even kicking my second sister out. I can't be bothered with you anymore."

As she spoke, a hint of resentment crept onto her face. "It was just a little playful game between girlfriends, but she was so generous that she put on a crab feast. My monthly salary is limited, and I can't afford to participate in a poetry club like that."

Lin Qingyue now understood that Jia Xichun's anger was directed at Xue Baochai.

She now remembered that the rules of the poetry club were originally set by Li Wan.

She was the president of the club, and Jia Yingchun and Jia Xichun were the vice presidents. One of them was responsible for setting the questions and rhymes, and the other was responsible for copying and supervising the performance.

This happened several times. When Shi Xiangyun came to the Jia family, she was unaware of this rule and only listened to Xue Baochai's words.

"The titles of poems should not be too novel or ingenious. Look at the tricky and strange titles and the extremely difficult rhymes in the poems of the ancients. If the title is too novel or the rhyme is too difficult, there will be no good poems. They will only be petty."

Shi Xiangyun, being so naive, believed it directly and even asked Xue Baochai to help organize a crab feast. Naturally, Xue Baochai also gained a good reputation for being generous.

Lin Qingyue sighed and shook her head inwardly. Either they're too cunning, or they're too honest. Sigh.

Seeing that Jia Xichun was still sulking, Lin Qingyue picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to her.

"Here, have a piece of pastry to cool down."

Jia Xichun smiled and accepted the pastries.

Jia Yingchun's mind wasn't on that; she looked at Lin Qingyue and asked:

"Sister Lin, I heard that Sister Gong has still been granted the title of Marquis of Mingting?"

Jia Xichun looked at Lin Qingyue in shock.

Lin Qingyue nodded calmly, "It was just sealed a few days ago. You heard it from your uncle, right?"

Jia Yingchun nodded, her face showing longing.

Women in this world face many hardships. How could she not envy and yearn for the achievements her elder sister, Gong, made through her own abilities?

Jia Xichun immediately sat down next to Lin Qingyue.

"Good sister, please tell me quickly!"

Lin Qingyue smiled and said, "If you want to know, I will tell you."

"You have been staying in the inner quarters all this time, so you probably haven't heard that in just a couple of months, our country has won a great victory in the war against the Xiongnu and the Hu people."

"It includes the general's strategic planning, the soldiers' valiant fighting, and a weapon."

"This weapon is called Heaven Destroyer. It was with this weapon that our army broke through the encirclement and recaptured Shuyang, which had been occupied for more than 30 years."

"His Majesty once said that if the Heavenly Destruction had appeared earlier, the Qing Kingdom would not have suffered such severe losses in the great war more than thirty years ago."

"And this Heaven Destroyer was actually developed by Sister Zi Shang."

"Sister Gong is a model for women all over the world."

A female voice came from behind her. Lin Qingyue turned around and saw that Jia Tanchun's eyes were full of surprise.

I don't know when, but they had already stopped writing poetry.

Daiyu was very proud, "My master is naturally amazing!"