In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. The biggest topic in the capital was that a lot of eunuchs and palace maids had been cleared out of the palace, and some were being interrogated in prison.
After half a month of excitement, the topic has never stopped.
Zhulan was at home playing with her little grandson Mingjing. The child looked really like Li and was the eldest son's favorite. He liked to hold him in his arms when he had nothing to do.
Li disliked her youngest son. This child could eat and drink a lot, and his voice was particularly loud. It was like looking in a mirror. Thinking of her past self, she turned her eyes away from her youngest son and said, "Mother, are you not selecting maids in the palace anymore?"
Zhulan let go of her grandson's fat hand and said, "The Queen has issued an order, so there will be no selection."
Li sighed, "Fortunately, there are not many masters in the palace now, otherwise, after releasing a batch and clearing out another batch, there would not be enough masters."
Zhulan turned her head and asked, "Why do you care about this?"
Li smiled and said, "Last time Qi came to talk to me, she said that some families are waiting for the crown prince to take the throne and send their daughters to the palace."
Zhulan thought to herself, she was not sent to the palace to be a maid, she went to the palace to seek wealth and honor. The prince is not very old, he is in his prime, the temptation is indeed great, it would be like a sparrow turning into a phoenix, and too many people would rise to fame.
Li came close to her mother and said, "Mother, Jiang Miao is not young anymore."
Zhulan rolled her eyes at Li and said, "Jiang Miao has his own parents, don't get involved."
Li complained, "I didn't want to get involved. I just heard someone talking about our Miu Miu, so I wanted to tell you that Miu Miu is also old enough to get engaged."
She thought her mother-in-law would take care of the marriages of her grandson and granddaughter, so she mentioned it.
Zhulan knew Li. Li was not a person who hid her thoughts. However, the fact that she mentioned it to Li showed that someone really had high hopes for Miu Miu. The identity of Lord Zhou's granddaughter would still bring attention to Miu Miu.
Zhulan continued, "Xuemei has already made a plan. The letter and the gifts she brought back should have arrived at Zhoujia Village by now."
Did they really arrive at Zhoujia Village? Dong Yiyi read the letter over and over again. This was a letter written by Xuemei to her, asking about her situation? She also talked about the situation in the capital, and asked more about her son and daughter.
Dong Yiyi looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. These were all good things. Xuemei specially sent them over to express her thoughts. It seemed that Muchen and Miu Miu could be together.
It's just jewelry given to my daughter. If it was just a gift, the jewelry wouldn't have to be so expensive. Aren't these jewelry cheap? The letter said that it was given to Miu Miu by the Zhou family.
Mu Lan was also a little confused, "Mom, are these jewels too expensive?"
Dong Yiyi's heart was pounding. "You said it's not possible that the Jiang family wants to strengthen the relationship?"
Mu Lan blushed, "Mom."
She thought of Jiang Du and her face turned even redder. At the same time, she thought to herself, if it really worked out? She wouldn't have to worry about her marriage. She had always been afraid that her sister would arrange a marriage for her on her own initiative.
The more Dong Yiyi thought about it, the more this seemed possible. If it were true, that would be great.
Abroad, Chang Yi and the envoys watched a big drama, a drama full of fighting. They were supposed to sign the purchase contract today, and when they were about to sign it, a group of people rushed in.
As an envoy of a great country, accompanied by well-trained soldiers and generals, the struggle did not affect the envoy.
After Chang Yi and others finished, they were politely sent back to the envoys' residence amid blood and corpses all over the ground.
There were still people guarding outside, and the envoys were a little nervous.
Wu Ming signaled people to stand guard outside, and asked those who were unaware to rest. When only a few people who knew were left in the room, Wu Ming said, "From the looks of things, is the massacre almost over?"
Chang Yi, "You should be happy. I didn't hear any shouting or killing on the way back."
Wu Ming pressed his brows. They, as foreign envoys, should not have interfered in foreign imperial power struggles, but the benefits promised were too great, and they only needed to lure important people over to sign the contract. Even though the job was done, they felt very tired.
Chang Yi was very calm, "Don't worry about it. After we sign the contract and take the benefits in a few days, we can set off back."
Wu Ming hummed, thinking of the real money from selling the ships, the smile on his face deepened a little, plus the benefits, the smile deepened even more, patted Chang Yi on the shoulder, "I can do it, you are really brave."
Chang Yi smiled. If he had not been so courageous, he would have died. How could he have been an official? He was the one who negotiated for the benefits this time. From the attitude of the royal family and some information revealed by Bahu, he knew that the opportunity had come. This was a merit, and it was not easy for him to get the merit, so he could only create it himself.
In the capital, at Yao Hou Mansion, Yao Wenqi had recovered for some time and no longer had nightmares, but he was not happy. The sudden absence of nightmares proved his thoughts that he was indeed poisoned.
What shocked him the most was that no matter how he checked, he couldn't find out how he was poisoned!
Yao Zheyu sat there motionless, ignoring his father's gloomy look.
Yao Wenqi retracted his gaze. He suspected that it was his eldest son who did it. Because of him, his eldest son was not valued. In addition, the Yao family had encountered troubles one after another, so it was hard to guarantee that his eldest son would not have any thoughts. He even regretted keeping him. He did not like his deceased ex-wife, but only did so for the power of the Yue family.
Later, the ex-wife heard things she shouldn't have heard and saw people she shouldn't have seen. In order to prevent future troubles, she took action. Even the Yue family was swallowed up by the Yao clan after his wife's death.
He had always had a grudge against this son. The eldest son always remembered his mother's death. Every time he asked him, he became more disgusted. "I heard that you have been promoted recently."
Yao Zheyu: "It's not considered a big deal."
Yao Wenqi endured it. He didn't believe his eldest son. The knife in the emperor's hand, trying to win over his eldest son, he was not naive. "I am old, your son is my only grandson, send him here tomorrow so I can get close to him."
Yao Zheyu clenched his fist and said, "No, the child is still young and can't leave his mother. If you have time, why not take care of a few more brothers?"
Yao Wenqi didn't expect his eldest son to listen to him, but when he thought of his younger sons, his complexion improved a little. He was in good health.
In the evening, Rongchuan and Xuehan came to eat. Zhulan looked at Rongchuan and asked, "Why do I feel that you have lost a lot of weight since the last time you came?"
Rong Chuan had something on his mind, and he sighed, "I've been busy lately."
Zhou Shuren frowned, "What happened to you?"
Rong Chuan hesitated but still spoke, "Dad, on my way back to the Marquis' Mansion today, I almost bumped into a carriage. When the curtain of the carriage was lifted, I saw it."
Xue Han asked, "Tell me what you saw."
Ever since Rong Chuan guessed his life story and that Zhang Yang was fake, he has paid close attention to Zhang Yang, especially his appearance. "I saw someone who looked more like the emperor than Zhang Yang. Although he had a lot of beard on his face, they looked very similar from the side."
Zhou Shuren sat up straighter, "Did you see it clearly?"
Rong Chuan recalled carefully, but he was a little unsure, "I should have seen it clearly, but maybe I saw it wrong."