Chapter 207 Retelling Old Stories (1/2)
“Master, didn’t you tell us that you would not get involved in the affairs of the empress unless it was necessary?”
Night did not ever question any order that Long Tianhao issued. But investigating the empress mattered a lot.
Once the secret of the existence of the Qing Sect was exposed too soon, it would be extremely bad for Long Tianhao.
Therefore, Night had to remain cautious.
“I refused to get involved because the empress still leaves me leeway no matter what she did. But now, she did plot against my mother. I’m afraid that she would remove everyone around me before I take measures.”
After coming to his senses, Long Tianhao felt there were more dirty tricks in this event.
Since she was being kept in the Empress’s Palace, the empress inevitably had something on Concubine De.
Therefore, they made a deal, at the expense of Lin Mengya.
Otherwise, Concubine De would not keep purposely making difficulties for Lin Mengya the moment she left the palace.
So Long Tianhao made up his mind to figure out what actually happened between Concubine De and the empress!
“You’re right, Master. But I heard that the Crown Prince was ordered to reflect on himself in his house in a few days. In addition, the empress called the Taoist priest in the Imperial Taoist Abbey to hold a blessing ceremony.”
What Night said actually astonished Long Tianhao.
The continuous failure of the Crown Prince the other day had irritated the Empress, he believed.
Reflection on himself was really a good excuse. But Long Tianhao failed to guess what the real purpose of the empress was.
“As for the Crown Prince’s Mansion, you’d better keep your eyes on it more closely.”
Without the empress’s guidance, the Crown Prince was just an idiot.
The opposite play against the empress just began.
“Little girl, it’s very crowded in Qinwu Courtyard tonight.”
Standing under the roof and leaning against the window, Qinghu was chatting with Lin Mengya.
“I almost told him everything. If he didn’t take action, it would be a truly weird thing.”
Inside the room, Lin Mengya was learning how to embroider from Baiji. Baiji was excellent at embroidering, but she was not. Every time she got hold of the needles or threads, she would lose control of them. They would separate like wild horses.
But Lin Mengya still believed that doing something focused like this would be helpful for her to concentrate.
“Right. But, little girl, now that we’ve gathered lots of people together, as the Master, is it time to have a look?”
Lin Mengya lifted up her head and looked at Qinghu, who was smiling.
“He’s right. It’s time to have a look and make those restless vagabonds know who the Master is and set their minds at ease.”
“Okay. I’ll have a look in a few days. Wait for my arrangement.”
The argument in Art Courtyard that night had irritated Concubine De so much that she got quite sick.
She refused to accept anyone’s visit for several days. Jiang Ruqin, who was always arrogant and willful, quieted down for a few days.
It was getting colder.
Furnaces were turned on in every courtyard. In Liuxin Courtyard, Lin Zhongyu and Qinghu used some methods unbeknownst to others to make it full of blossomed, colorful flowers.
It looked quite strangely interesting when colorful flowers grew under the dry brown sticks.
In a watery pink-lined jacket, Baiji walked in a rush into the main room of Liuxin Courtyard.
She drew back the heavy curtains, and what greeted her was warmth with a light fragrance.
Baizhi and Baisu were playing “five-in-a-row” on the heating bed while Qinghu and Lin Zhongyu were arguing with each other to decide who would draw a picture for Lin Mengya.
Lin Mengya, who was reading a book on the couch by the window, was the only person enjoying her time.
“Master, here is the money my father gave me. He told me that we had good profits this month. But also, some drugstores not far away from our store made a disturbance several times.”
Lin Mengya, while taking the money Baiji was holding, cracked a big smile.
No matter what, this was the first pot of gold she earned in ancient times. She should feel exalted.
“Don’t worry about the disturbances. Fight fire with water. Oh, did your mother and father keep their salaries?”
Baiji smiled and nodded. Such a good profit was beyond her father’s expectation because they always gave drugs for free or at half price.
“The Winter Solstice Festival is approaching. Have you prepared everything?”
Steward Deng made a list of what they should get ready.
The four maids were thoughtful and capable. Almost everything was ready.
They would make a rearrangement after Prince Yu and Princess Yu returned from the ancestor worship in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
“Stop what you’re doing. I’m excited today. Let’s go outside and have fun.”
They immediately stopped what they were doing, clustered around Lin Mengya, and left Prince Yu’s Mansion.
“Baishao is absent again, Master?”
When no one noticed them, Baiji secretly asked her.
Lin Mengya raised her eyebrows and spoke while looking around.
“The festival is coming. She may be busy with her own things.”
In fact, she had not seen Baishao for a few days.
She was so busy that no one could catch a glimpse of her figure.
“Later on, if we buy something, buy one for her.”
Baishao nodded in doubt. Although it was the Master’s order, she still felt uncomfortable with it.
“Baishao would not do something against her conscience, I hope.”
They left the mansion in herds. It was really like that the festival was near. There came more and more sellers.
Due to the charcoal burner, it was very warm inside the spacious carriage.
Looking out of the window at the crowd, she would rather sit in the carriage than be crowded outside.