Ci Jinzhi Chapter 200

  Xin You stood in the crowd, listening to the discussions silently, her heart sank.

  Wanmin Umbrella is local people's affirmation of good officials. King Qing won the Wanmin Umbrella, has a good reputation loved by the people, and has made great achievements in disaster relief, which undoubtedly made it more difficult for her to seek justice for her mother.

   Thinking about it, that person handed over the disaster relief to King Qing, and he was paving the way for King Qing, Xin You's heart sank even more.

  Even if Master He brought back the news of Niangqin's murder, would that person really abandon King Qing for Niangqin's sake?

  If that person chooses King Qing—Xin You bit her lip hard, with a flash of determination in her eyes.

  Then she will take King Qing's life by herself, and die together!

  Xin You thought very clearly that everything Guchangbo Mansion did was for King Qing. Once King Qing died, their wealth and splendor would collapse like a tall building whose foundations had been dug.

   It's just that such a direct revenge cannot get out of the body.

  She is not an impulsive person, but when the king of a country is determined to save one person, there is no way to get the best of both worlds.

  The worst outcome is her life.

  Thinking about this, Xin You regained her composure, and watched the long dragon-like team move forward.

  The direction the team is going is the imperial city.

   "Greetings to my father." In the main hall, civil and military officials lined up on both sides, King Qing bowed to the man sitting on the dragon chair.

  Emperor Xingyuan nodded, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Well done, you have worked hard these days."

   "Sharing the worries of the father and the emperor is what the son-in-law should do. The son-in-law doesn't feel hard, but only feels honored." King Qing half-lowered his head and said loudly.

   "Going out for a trip, I have indeed improved." Emperor Xing Yuan boasted again, and turned his gaze to Pei Zuo, the servant of the household department.

  Pei Shilang is the chief officer of Dingbei disaster relief.

   "Pei Shilang has also worked hard."

  Pei Shilang hastily expressed his loyalty.

  Emperor Xingyuan smiled deeper, and said: "Let's set up a banquet, and I will clean up the dust for you all."

  At the palace banquet, King Qing was surrounded by stars, and Minister Pei was also very beautiful.

  The right servant Zhang Jian, who was also an official in the household department, sighed in his heart.

   Pei Zuo is really lucky to get such a good job. It's not like he can only be in charge of the rear, no matter how well he does it, it doesn't show.

  Of course, this envy can only be hidden in the heart, but cannot be shown.

  Although he was toasted by countless people and Emperor Xing Yuan was present, King Qing didn't dare to drink even if he was praised so high.

   "Grandmother, grandson is back."

   "It's good to come back, your father has been thinking about you." The queen mother looked at the vigorous grandson with a loving face.

  When King Qing heard this, he felt even happier.

   It's better to come back, everything is familiar and used to him, unlike that ghostly place, he doesn't want to stay for a moment.

   King Qing talked with the queen mother for a long time, and before leaving, he got a lot of good things from the queen mother, and went to the Hanfu Palace.

  In the Hanfu Palace, Concubine Shu had been waiting for a long time, urging King Qing over and over again.

   "His Royal Highness King Qing has arrived."

  Hearing this, Concubine Shu immediately went out, and met King Qing who came in head-on.

   "Mother Concubine—"

   "It can be regarded as coming back, my son—" Concubine Shu grabbed King Qing who was about to salute, and after seeing King Qing's appearance clearly, she forcibly held back the last sentence "thinner".

   "What's the matter, concubine mother?" King Qing asked casually.

   King Qing is the most comfortable in front of Concubine Shu, he doesn't pretend to be docile in front of Emperor Xingyuan and the Queen Mother.

   "My son is suffering." Concubine Shu choked up and changed her words.

  King Qing frowned: "My concubine, don't mention the matter of Dingbei. It's these things when you open your eyes for the past two months. After finally coming back, my son doesn't want to talk about it."

   "Yes, yes, concubine mother understands." Concubine Shu couldn't take her eyes off her son.

  God knows how worried she has been for more than two months!

  Although there is no danger in being a son, there are always unexpected things and diseases that cannot be prevented.

  She is just such a son, what if there is a mistake.

   "I drank a lot of bars at the banquet? The concubine mother made someone make sober soup, you can drink a bowl."

  Gong'e came forward with sober soup.

  King Qing drank from the bowl, rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth, and asked Concubine Shu: "During the days when my son is not in Beijing, is there anything new?"

  New thing?

  Perhaps life in the palace is too static, Concubine Shu thinks of Miss Kou all of a sudden.

   "The concubine mother has heard some new things."

   "Then tell me the story." Upon hearing this, King Qing refrained from making excuses to leave.

   "That Miss Kou, Yi'er has an impression?"

   King Qing's eyes flickered slightly.

   Miss Kou again?

"What's up with her?"

   "Not long after you left, wealthy households in central Beijing donated silver to the disaster-stricken area. Your father asked King Xiu to hold a benevolent banquet, and anyone who donated more than one thousand taels of silver could go to the banquet. That Kou girl donated fifty thousand taels."

   King Qing was taken aback: "Fifty thousand taels?"

   "Yes, fifty thousand taels." Concubine Shu said in a meaningful tone, "Because of the fifty thousand taels, she was specially summoned by your father at the charity banquet and received a reward."

  King Qing sneered: "I really know how to exploit!"

   King Qing's attitude made Concubine Shu completely relieved.

  Since Miss Kou came into the eyes of Emperor Xingyuan, Concubine Shu was inexplicably worried, and often inquired about what was going on outside the palace.

   It is said that this Kou girl is quite sought after by those young men from the Imperial College, and she is really afraid that her son will be seduced by that girl.

   "Fortunately, your imperial grandmother has a clear eye, and on New Year's Day..."

  After listening to Concubine Shu's words, King Qing pursed his lips: "An orphan girl, she has great abilities."

  Concubine Shu also laughed: "It's very capable. In the first month, her bookstore published a new book, and countless people bought it. Even in the palace, there were many young ladies and eunuchs who passed it on to read."

   "Is it the second volume of Journey to the West?" King Qing became interested.

   "I guess so. It's better to seldom read such idle books."

  Actually, Concubine Shu not only watched it, but watched it several times.

   "The son knows. The son is a little tired, go back to the mansion to have a rest, and come to see the mother and concubine again."

   King Qing left the palace, and on the way back to the palace, he sent his cronies to buy "Journey to the West". When he went back to take a shower and change his clothes, he lazily leaned on the couch and looked through.

  Time passed unknowingly, and the attendant carefully reminded: "Your Highness, rest your eyes."

  King Qing threw the book on the table and told his attendants: "Go to the Qingsong Bookstore and bring Mr. Song Ling, I want to see him."

  Mr. Song Ling is indeed talented.

  The attendant took the order and left.

   "Excuse me, is Ms. Kou there? I'm from Prince Qing's Mansion."

   Shopkeeper Hu hurriedly asked Shitou to report.

  Hearing that Prince Qing's mansion had come, Xin You was stunned.

   King Qing just returned to Beijing today, why would he send someone to look for her?

   After going to the front and meeting the people in Prince Qing's Mansion, Xin You finally knew the reason: it turned out that she wanted to see Mr. Song Ling.

  Looking at the expectant servants of King Qing, Xin You's heart skipped a beat.

  If she goes to Prince Qing's Mansion in the form of Mr. Songling—

   This thought flashed by, but she forcibly suppressed it.

  Master He hasn't come back yet, I don't know what that person will do, so don't be in a hurry.

Chapter end