novelaction Chapter 216: The prime minister was punished for not managing his household properly.
Chapter 216: The prime minister was punished for not managing his household properly.
At the same time, there was another knock on the study door.
"Knock, knock - Master, Nanny Xiang from the palace is coming."
Mu Nian's clear and respectful voice sounded.
Ming Si lowered his eyes and looked at his master, who was now a little pale, with concern: "Master, do you need me to send him away?"
Zi'an waved his hand and stood up: "No need, if I don't show up, I'm afraid the rumors outside will be confirmed."
Although those vicious rumors were blocked outside the Princess's Mansion, just thinking about it, one can know how those people who can't stand seeing one doing well are framing him.
Ming Si had no choice but to take the cloak beside him and put it on his noble master.
Zi'an was helpless. He looked at Ming Si's thin suit and said helplessly, "I'm not cold."
Ming Si's harmless and cute face wrinkled up, and he stretched out his hand to fasten the belt for his master, and said seriously: "No, my master is delicate. If you get sick, I will lose a layer of skin."
Zi'an thought about the incident in Qingshan Town where these innocent secret guards almost lost half their lives because of his mistake when they fell into the water, so he gave up.
But maybe Ming Si has become too bold because of him and he even dares to refute him.
Ming Si tied the brocade belt on his cloak, picked up an exquisite moon-white brocade face towel from the tray beside him and put it on Zi'an, then carefully helped Zi'an walk out.
Zian...
He really thinks of himself as a porcelain doll. His eyes fell on Ming Si's careful support, and he had no words to refute.
Forget it, it must be because I vomited blood and fainted two days ago, which scared these secret guards.
The study door opened and Zi'an stepped out.
At the palace gate, the Jinyiwei who had arrived all knelt down and saluted.
"I, your humble servant, greet the Crown Princess. Greetings, Your Excellency."
Zi'an's little face was framed by the white fur collar of his cloak, and his sight fell on Fuxiang, who was half-bending over and holding the bright yellow imperial edict in the front.
There was obvious weakness in her soft voice: "Excuse me, Madam Fuxiang, but does Your Majesty have anything to say to me?"
He called himself a son and a minister in order to avoid his wife being criticized. He didn't mind, but his wife's reputation must not be ruined.
Fuxiang stood up, and when he saw the well-behaved Princess Zhengjun, the smile on his smiling face deepened, and the aura around him became more approachable and gentle.
"Your Majesty is worried about His Highness Zhengjun's health, so he asked me to bring Academician Zhang from the Imperial Hospital to see His Highness."
A woman in her fifties, wearing a light green official uniform with white hair, stood up from behind Fuxiang and bowed in Zi'an's direction.
"I am Zhang Yao, a member of the Imperial Hospital, and I am here to see the Crown Princess."
Zi'an's eyebrows slightly curved, and his voice was very soft and gentle: "Academician Zhang, thank you for your courtesy. Thank you, Madam Xiang."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes to hide the sarcasm in his eyes.
Now the academician of the Imperial Hospital in charge of the Holy Body has been sent here. It’s really a big deal. I wonder if it’s for fame or... because they suspect him?
While he was thinking, just as he was about to sing a half song of thanks, Fuxiang's voice rang out with a hint of panic.
Seeing this, Fu Xiang pulled Academician Zhang and took a step aside in panic, saying in a panic: "Oh my, this is not allowed. Your Highness is embarrassing me."
She saw the golden phoenix order hanging around Zhengjun's waist.
With the golden medal of exemption from kneeling, the emperor does not need to kneel when he meets the emperor. How dare she, a lowly servant, do that?
Zhang Yao, who was pulled to stagger, pulled away Fuxiang's sleeve with disgust, and stood aside waiting as if it had nothing to do with him.
After hearing this, Zi'an, who had no intention of bowing, stood up straight and said, "Madam, you serve the Queen Mother. I should thank you."
His eyes passed over the imperial edict in Fuxiang's hand and he asked softly, "Madam Xiang, what is this?"
Even though he framed his wife, he didn't let the whole Nanling fall into chaos, all for the sake of his wife.
Fu Xiang, who was relieved, followed Zi An's clear gaze to the bright yellow in his hand, and sighed again: "Look at this old servant's memory. The Prime Minister's daughter Chang Qinan frightened Your Highness's body. His Majesty was furious and punished the Prime Minister for not managing his family strictly."
Zi'an blinked his almond-shaped eyes. He didn't quite understand the empress's behavior.
"I will not delay you any longer. Chancellor Chang's daughter is in the outer hall. Please take her away."
Fu Xiang bowed slightly, "I will not disturb Your Highness."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the Jinyiwei behind him retreated in an orderly manner.
Soon, only the guards from the Princess's Mansion and Academician Zhang with his head lowered were left in front of the hall.
Zi'an winked at Ming Si beside him and turned into the study.
Ming Si paused, looked at Zhang Yao without any emotion and said, "Academician Zhang, please follow me."
In the study, Zi'an was half lying on the couch, his unclear eyes sweeping over the slightly trembling gold thread on his wrist.
After a cup of tea, Zhang Yao took back the gold thread with a serious expression.
Zi'an straightened his sleeves, stood up and walked across the warm jade screen. Looking at Academician Zhang who was packing his medicine box with a serious expression, he asked softly, "Academician Zhang, is there anything wrong?"
Hearing Zhengjun's voice, Zhang Yao came back to his senses, put down the things in his hands, stood up, and bowed in the direction of Zhengjun.
"Your Highness, you have liver fire deficiency and are overly worried. Your Highness should take a rest. I will prescribe some tonic medicine for your Highness."
Ming Si stepped forward and helped Zi'an sit down on the carved chair.
Zi'an's eyebrows curved, harmlessly and obediently: "Then I'll trouble Academician Zhang."
Zhang Yao said respectfully in a steady, old voice, "Your Highness, you are too kind. I will go get the medicine and boil it."
Zi'an looked at Ming Si and said, "Xiao Si, have someone take Academician Zhang down."
Ming Si bowed his head, "Yes, my lord."
"Academician Zhang, please follow me."
Zhang Yao bowed again, then quickly packed up his things, slung his medicine box over his shoulder, and followed Ming Si out of the study.
Ming Si looked at the two women outside the door, and his eyes fell on Ming Yi who had a cold face. His clear voice was full of displeasure: "My Lord has not rested all night, if you have anything to say, please speak quickly."
Ming Yi said nothing, but just looked at Ming Si with his cold and emotionless eyes.
Darkness...
ice cubes.
He turned around and left with Zhang Yao.
Ming Yi withdrew his gaze from Ming Si, looked at Wen Shanchu beside him, and said in a calm voice: "Master Wen, wait a moment."
Wen Shanchu bowed and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Guard Mingyi."
Ming Yi bowed in return and went into the study.
Seeing the master busy behind the desk, he frowned and knelt on one knee: "Ming Yi, I pay my respects to the master."
Although her voice was still cold, people who knew her well could clearly hear that it was less distant and more respectful.
Zi'an, who was looking down at the account books, asked without looking up, "Did my wife set up the branch hall in Lingdu?"
Before leaving Qingshan Town, my wife disappeared for a few days, and the changes in the account books began during those days.
Ming Yi: "Yes, my lord."
Zi'an turned a page in the account book and said, "Tell me about your business."
Ming Yi: "Master Fengqin's subordinates have already sent someone to take her to find the owner of Mingsha Tower! The owner of Mingsha Tower in Fenling Mountains has arranged for people to enter the secret realm, but they met people from Zhongzhou at the entrance of the secret realm. The owner of Mingsha Tower is currently investigating."
He paused, raised his eyes and said in a more serious tone than before: "Young Master asked me to tell the Lord that he will be at the observatory for the next two days. I hope the Lord will take care of his health."