Chapter 915: Don’t make trouble all day
Dongfang Mu’s face looked gloomy and his eyes were full of anger.
The emperor stole a glance at Dongfang Mu. Seeing him like this, he was very guilty. He knew Dongfang Mu’s temper very well. Chu Yan was just like him. If he had grievances and experience injustice, he will take revenge. He would not give anyone a face, including him the emperor.
Let him go to the Cifu Palace? Doesn’t this mean finding another embarrassment for the Empress Dowager?
The emperor said to the eunuch: “You go to the Cifu Palace, tell the empress dowager that I have something important to discuss with Master Dongfang. We don’t have time and we can’t discuss it later.”
He also wondered. The empress dowager was a smart person. How could she provoke that little girl Bai Zhi twice or thrice? Is that girl easy to provoke? Even he, the emperor, didn’t dare to say anything about her in front of Chu Yan and Dongfang Mu, so as not to attract the resentment of these two people.
The eunuch wanted to leave when he received the order. However, Dongfang Mu stopped him: “Since the empress dowager wants to see this old minister, I should go in there. If this old minister doesn’t go, what if I am accused of being disrespectful? I don’t worry about myself, but what about my Zhi’er?”
With that said, the emperor couldn’t help but blush and coughed twice.
The eunuch looked at the emperor and waited for his instructions.
The emperor waved his hand: “Go, go back to the empress dowager and say that Master Dongfang and I have state affairs to discuss. Tell her to stop making trouble all day long.”
His words were too heavy, naturally, because he wanted to calm down Dongfang Mu’s anger.
Dongfang Mu coldly snorted: “Although state matters are important, this old minister has no intention of discussing it again. The emperor better look for another good minister. This old minister will retire first.” He was worried about Bai Zhi, so how can he stay in the imperial study room? If the empress dowager didn’t do excessive things, how can Chu Yan offend her?
The emperor still wanted to say something, but how will he make this old man stay? He’s afraid that no matter what he says, he can’t make the matter right.
After Dongfang Mu left, the emperor looked at his table full of memorials. He was so angry that he wanted to lift the table. He worked so hard. How much energy do they think he spends to sit firmly on this throne? But these women in the harem, from his old mother to his empress and son, couldn’t even give him peace of mind. He has endless state affairs. Where can he get the energy to manage the affairs of the harem?
Prince Qian Hua was anxious to go back to their country, so he called Dongfang Mu to discuss this matter.
When Dongfang Mu was still young, he was very familiar with the four surrounding countries of Chu State. It was natural to discuss this matter with him. But now, they haven’t finished discussing things, the people became so angry that he left in a hurry. Now, he doesn’t have anyone to discuss this matter.
After a while, another eunuch came to report: “The emperor, the empress dowager kept calling you and then fainted.”
The emperor felt bored, but in the end, it was his own mother. No matter how annoying she was, he should visit her. Otherwise, he would be branded as an unfilial son.
The emperor left the table and decided to read the memorials later on. He then rushed to the Cifu Palace. In the sleeping hall, the palace maids and the eunuchs were kneeling on the floor, while the old mama kept crying beside the bed.
The emperor had a headache. He didn’t know how many times he had seen this kind of scene. It was the same every time. Can’t this old lady come up with something new?
The emperor walked to the bed, looked at the empress dowager lying on the bed, and asked, “How is the empress dowager?”
The old mama pretended that she had just seen the emperor coming in. She quickly knelt on the floor and said to the emperor: “Answering back his majesty, the empress dowager fainted, she just felt a little better.”
The emperor took two steps forward, sat down by the bed, and asked slowly, “How does the imperial mother feel?”
The empress dowager opened her eyes and glanced at the emperor, her voice was as small as a mosquito’s noise: “What else could it be?”