Chapter 539: The eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family (61)
Chapter 539: The eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family (61)
Zhao Ying had a bad temper to begin with, and pregnant women's emotions were naturally changeable, so her face immediately drooped.
In the past, Chu Yuexiang would be the first person to care about Zhao Ying's emotions.
But now Chu Yuexiang's family has fallen into decline and she has lost her power to manage the household. She has long hated Zhao Ying. Not only does he not care about her feelings, but not rolling her eyes is already her last courtesy.
Although the old lady still cared about the deep affection between mother and daughter, Zhao Ying's statement in public that she was willing to be a concubine brought shame to the Marquis's Mansion had already made the old lady extremely disappointed in her daughter.
She wanted to take a nice bath and relax.
As for Zhao Ying, she cherishes her child more than anyone else, so she probably won't cause any more trouble.
Zhao Ying was indeed not as irritable as before, but she had a deep impression of Fu Huaiying in her heart.
The mother and sister-in-law who were traveling with him went into the hot spring to soak in the water, so Zhao Ying sat aside and could only drink tea and eat fruit snacks.
The hot spring garden is full of colorful flowers and the white mist is curling up like a fairyland on earth. The hot spring pool is even better than the fairyland in heaven.
There were beautiful maids standing by to serve him, it was so comfortable.
The more comfortable they were, the angrier Zhao Ying became, and his face was always gloomy.
No one who was soaking in the pool below noticed that Chu Yuexiang stayed away from her the whole time. Liu Shuyu was a quiet person, and the old lady was even more immersed in the pool.
Although the scenery in Lantang Villa was picturesque and there were scholars and poets reciting poems and composing essays in the backyard garden, Zhao Ying was in no mood to appreciate it.
Zhao Ying was filled with rage. After finally getting home, he wanted to complain to Wei Changheng, but he saw Wei Changheng coming back from his shift with a serious look on his face.
After returning from Yongzhou, the princess asked the saint to arrange an official position for him. The position was not high-ranking, but the main purpose was to give him something to do and exercise himself.
The sage had no son and doted on his nephew Wei Changheng very much. He directly gave him the position of a fourth-rank minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Originally, she wanted to recommend an official position for the son-in-law, but was rejected by the princess.
Wei Changheng kept in mind Zhao Hui's advice that he should not form cliques in officialdom, should not stand on any side, and should not have close contacts with any powerful official.
But most of his former friends were children of high-ranking officials, and he had to deal with them on a daily basis.
Even though he was very cautious and never talked about official affairs when drinking with his friends, he was still accused of forming a clique for personal gain by some people and impeached the princess in the court.
The person who impeached Zhao Hui was Li Taifu, a senior official in the court. He was once the companion of the late emperor, and even the saints had to respect him.
The turmoil surrounding the Prince of Changping case had just passed, and the emperor was very sensitive to the issue of forming cliques for personal gain.
But now the person involved is his sister, the hero who helped him ascend the throne.
In the end, the saint did not convict the princess in court, but only imprisoned her in the princess's mansion. Wei Changheng was also suspended from his official position and stayed at home waiting for the saint's decision.
Zhao Ying was distraught when she learned of this: "Hasn't my mother-in-law always been the most favored by the Emperor? Why is she imprisoned? Forming a clique for personal gain... You were just drinking with a few of your former friends, how could that be considered forming a clique for personal gain!?"
Wei Changheng sighed, "It's easy to find a pretext to accuse someone of something. It's me who has implicated my mother. I will write a letter to the emperor right now. From now on, I will no longer be an official. I will stay at home and study."
Only then did Wei Changheng understand why his father's official rank was so low and why he had no desire to climb up the ladder.
It turns out it was for self-protection.
“How can that be possible!?”
Zhao Ying was counting on Wei Changheng to rise rapidly in the officialdom, and perhaps be able to help her become his wife in the future.
If the eldest princess loses power, the Wei family will lose their greatest support.
"I'll go and ask my brother to plead with the Saint for us."
Zhao Ying wrote a letter to Zhao Su without thinking, but was severely rejected by Zhao Su.
"The Princess has already been impeached and imprisoned for forming a clique for personal gain, and you're asking me to plead for her with the Saint!?"
"The Zhao and Wei families' marriage relationship is already sensitive. Do you want to drag the Marquisate into this mess as well?"
Zhao Su was almost mad at Zhao Ying, so he added a sentence at the end of the letter, asking her to stay at home and take care of the baby, and that she should not worry about anything else.
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Zhao Hui was imprisoned, and no one dared to plead for her, for fear that they would also be accused of forming a clique for personal gain.
The Princess's Mansion, which was once bustling with people, is now dilapidated and desolate. Even some officials dare not pass by the door of the Mansion on their way to the morning court.
Zhao Hui himself was quite at ease, enjoying himself in his mansion, drinking tea and listening to music.
When Fu Huaiying came to visit, Zhao Hui was painting in the main hall.
There is a floor heater in the hall, which makes it warm inside and keeps out the wind and snow outside.
Hearing Fu Huaiying's footsteps, Zhao Hui didn't look up, but said, "Only you dare to come at this time."
"I'm just a commoner, here to relieve the princess's worries and relieve her boredom."
Lanxiang brought tea and placed it on a small table beside her, then helped Fu Huaiying untie his cloak.
Zhao Hui put down his pen and chuckled, "I heard that Lan Tang Villa is doing a booming business after its opening. Madam Fu actually found time to come and help me relieve my boredom."
"The Princess is my honored guest, so entertaining her is naturally part of my job."
Zhao Hui said, "Don't worry, this matter won't affect anything. After a while, the Saint will figure it out and naturally release me."
"Why would the Saint suddenly attack Your Highness?" Fu Huaiying asked.
"What else could it be? It's just that he believed the slander of a villain," said Zhao Hui.
Taifu Li and Zhao Hui have always had different political views, and Taifu Li even felt that Zhao Hui was overly involved in politics.
However, the saint has only been on the throne for a few years, and his foundation is unstable. Without Zhao Hui's help, I am afraid he would not be able to hold on to the throne.
"The censors in the court can turn white into black with their mouths. But I am the elder sister of the sage after all, and I have the merit of following the emperor. No matter what those censors say, it will not have any substantial impact on me."
Zhao Hui walked to the center of the hall, where a sword was placed under the plaque.
"This is the Zhaoyang Sword, which was given to me personally by the Saint on the day he ascended the throne."
Zhao Hui placed his hand on the scabbard and picked it up to examine it carefully.
The sword is three feet and three inches long, and its scabbard is made of rosewood, covered with shark skin, and inlaid with gold thread to form a pattern of nine phoenixes facing the sun.
There is a blood amber hanging at the end of the sword tassel knot, which is as red as the clouds. It is a tribute from the Western Regions and is said to be able to ward off all evil.
The handle is carved with a ruyi cloud head, and the hollow middle contains a golden bell. When the sword moves, the sound is clear and melodious, like the cry of a phoenix on Mount Qishan.
The most eye-catching thing is the sword guard.
The mouth of the urn is shaped like a coiled dragon, its eyes inlaid with night-shining pearls, which still shine brightly in the brightly lit hall. The two characters "Zhaoyang" are engraved on each side of the handguard, which were written by the sage himself.
A sword that exceeds the rules in every way is enough to show that the eldest princess's status in the saint's heart is higher than that of all princes.
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