Transmigrated into a Prosperous Farm Wife, Pampered, Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Prime Minister

"Ah!"

Old Xu rubbed his nose, sneezed, and listened to the person opposite him spouting nonsense.

"Are we going to eat or not? I'm starving, I'm starving!"

Zhang Xiucheng spoke for a long time, but it was all like talking to a brick wall. His face darkened, and he gave instructions to the people around him.

"Give him food, and remember to feed him well and treat him well. Before he loses his usefulness, don't let anyone hurt a single hair on his head."

After Zhang Xiucheng came out of the dungeon, Zhang Xiuming went to the study. "Brother, are you sure you're not mistaken? How could this be the Emperor Emeritus? He looks like a crazy old man."

“There’s no mistake. You’ve seen it before. Where in the world are there so many people who look alike? Even if it’s not, it must be.” Zhang Xiucheng’s face was gloomy.

Whether this old man is truly foolish or feigning it, he's already in his hands.

Zhang Xiuming pondered for a moment, "Brother, have you considered how serious the consequences would be if Father found out about this?"

That was the retired emperor, and they just imprisoned him like that.

A resolute glint flashed in Zhang Xiucheng's eyes. "Then let's not let him know. The Emperor is clearly weakening the Zhang family's power. Once Father is gone, the Zhang family will be completely destroyed. Father is old, and the Zhang family's century-old glory will have to be continued by us."

"News from the palace says the emperor is nearing his end, and we don't have much time left. Now that we have another bargaining chip, we have a better chance of winning."

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"What did you say? The person is missing?! What are you useless people good for?"

Upon learning of the Emperor Emeritus's disappearance, Xuan Yuan Hongye, in a moment of panic, coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The Emperor Emeritus has lost his head at this critical juncture, and with the Emperor Emeritus not being very bright, who knows what might happen next.

"Old Ye, are you spitting blood? Are you going to die?! Am I really going to become a widow?" Qin Niangzi pounced on him dramatically.

Xuanyuan Hongye was about to say something when he heard the word "Old Ye," so he simply rolled his eyes and fainted completely.

Eunuch Li was shocked and quickly summoned the imperial physician, saying to Lady Qin beside him, "Your Majesty, would you like to leave for a while?"

"What do you mean by avoiding me? I wasn't even born when I was sitting here."

Looking at the blackened blood on the ground, Qin Niangzi's heart sank inch by inch.

"Summon Eunuch Wei to see me. The news that the Emperor has fainted must be kept strictly confidential. From now on, the Qianlong Palace will only be open to those who enter, not those who leave."

When Eunuch Li saw Madam Qin issuing orders, he looked surprised for a moment, then lowered his head and carried out the instructions.

Looking at the unconscious man on the dragon bed, Madam Qin felt for the first time at such close range that this man was truly going to die.

She never intended for Xuanyuan Hongye to die.

This bastard may not be a good man, but he's good enough to be an emperor. If he dies now, the court will be in turmoil, and with both internal and external troubles, countless people will be displaced.

What should she do?

Are we just going to watch someone die like that?

Suddenly, Qin Niangzi felt a heat on the tip of her nose. She raised her hand to touch it and found it was bright red blood.

My first thought was that she was also poisoned!

As expected, that bastard Xuanyuan Hongye is her nemesis; she's only been in the palace for a few days.

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Late at night.

Jiang Changtian looked at Lin Shuyun, who was fast asleep, and raised his head to touch her cheek, but in the end he refrained.

He originally hoped to rely on his studies to reach the emperor and gradually exonerate the Chang family, but now it's too late.

"Yunyun, I'm sorry, I can't wait any longer."

Jiang Changtian silently said something to himself, got up, changed into his night-clothes, covered his face, and left quietly.

He was able to escape from the Zhang family before, and now he can go back to the Zhang family to find what he wants.

After the person left, Lin Shuyun on the bed opened her eyes, showing no signs of sleepiness.

"Sigh, men still won't listen. Should we catch them and break their legs?"

They were being affectionate one second, and then he ran away while she was asleep.

Lin Shuyun lay down to sleep for a while, but couldn't fall asleep, so she got up, changed into men's clothing, and strolled out the door.

She should join in the fun.

Even late at night, the Zhang family's servants remained orderly, with patrolling guards coming in waves.

Lin Shuyun wandered around the mansion, almost being discovered by the guards several times, but luckily she hid in her spatial dimension and escaped unscathed.

After walking for a while, I tragically realized that I was lost.

This house is ridiculously large, and all the yards look pretty much the same.

Just as Lin Shuyun was about to change locations, someone came from ahead.

"Miss, it's getting late, the Grand Secretary should be resting. Shall we not disturb him?"

A beautiful young woman walked towards us, accompanied by her maid, carrying a food box.

“My grandfather has always had the habit of reading at night without rest. I want to ask him a few questions.”

Zhang Yaru felt really uncomfortable thinking about the look in the Second Prince's eyes that day.

The second prince's gaze was too frivolous and presumptuous. Now that the crown prince has returned, perhaps grandfather will have other plans.

Lin Shuyun quietly followed the two to a simple and quiet courtyard.

"It's Ya Ru, come in."

An aged voice came from inside the house. Lin Shuyun had already secretly climbed onto the roof and lifted a tile.

“Grandfather, Ya Ru has made some pear soup. Please drink it to soothe your throat.” Zhang Ya Ru took out the soup pot from the food box and ladled out a bowl of soup.

The Prime Minister Zhang put down his book. "What has your father been doing lately?"

Zhang Yaru lowered her head, "It's not appropriate for me, as a daughter, to inquire about my father's whereabouts."

“Very good. All the daughters of the Zhang family are graceful and poised. Go back and get some rest. Once the weather gets colder, your marriage will be settled.” Chief Minister Zhang looked up.

Zhang Yaru really wanted to ask if it was the Second Prince, but in the end she didn't dare to speak and left with her head down.

After everyone left, Chief Minister Zhang suddenly spoke.

"When are the guests on the roof planning to eavesdrop?"

Lin Shuyun paused for a moment, quickly put the tile back in her hand, and flashed into the space.

This Grand Secretary is so old, yet he's still so sharp-witted and perceptive. Did he discover her?

A guard jumped out and said, "Sir, there is no one on the roof."

Chief Minister Zhang frowned. "It seems I misheard. Go and prepare the old master's court robes. I will attend the morning court session tomorrow in person."

Using the spatial illusion as cover, Lin Shuyun searched around Zhang's place but found nothing useful.

Could it be that Jiang Changtian guessed wrong? Is the Zhang family alright?

Or has all the evidence been destroyed?

Unable to find anything useful or locate Jiang Changtian, Lin Shuyun went around to the back garden.

It's late at night now, so very few people come here.

Lin Shuyun used her special ability to sense Jiang Changtian's location and discovered that there was someone under her feet.

Yes, it was right under her feet, but she was clearly standing on the ground.

Lin Shuyun circled the artificial hill, then tried her luck by randomly pressing an inconspicuous stone, which revealed a secret passage.

Lin Shuyun walked into the narrow secret passage, and the door closed automatically.

After walking a short distance, they spotted a gray-haired figure squatting alone on the ground, counting straws.