"Don’t worry, for the sake of silver, I won’t make any trouble," Yang Anshi waved her hand.
Only then did Yang Baihe contentedly climb onto the kang bed. It had to be said that her mind had been unusually sharp this time.
After leaving her daughter’s room, Yang Anshi pondered for most of the night. The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed; finally, she too closed her eyes in satisfaction.
Thousands of miles away, in Beijing, at the Crown Prince Residence.
Although it was late, the study in the Crown Prince Residence was still brightly lit. A man dressed in a bright yellow brocade robe was reviewing memorials.
"Master, Weng Qing has returned," Eunuch Lan tiptoed into the room and whispered into the man’s ear.
"Oh?" The man looked up in pleasant surprise and put down his pen, "Quick, let him in."
Eunuch Lan hurried to the door to open it, and a black-clad guard waiting outside quickly entered and knelt on one knee: "Your Highness, I have seen the master."
"Rise," the man hastily got up and pulled Weng Qing to his feet, "How did things go with Old Eight?"
"Thank you, Master," Weng Qing said as he got up, and then he respectfully took out a letter from his bosom and handed it over.
Qi Jingchen hastily took it.
The letter was simple, just a thin piece of paper with only a few brief lines, yet it made the man’s face break into a bright smile: "I knew Old Eight would succeed." He then turned back to his seat, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote a letter, which he sealed with a special method. He took a jade pendant from his body and handed both to Weng Qing, "Run to Yunmen Mountain, you must personally deliver this letter to my master; this jade pendant serves as a token and will grant you unimpeded access to the mountain..."
"Understood," Weng Qing quickly took the envelope and jade pendant and then turned to leave.
"Master," after Weng Qing had left, Eunuch Lan quickly brought over a cup of ginseng tea, "This old servant really can’t understand why you’re going through so much trouble when the goods are already in your hands, especially since that Gu family’s young master, though intelligent from childhood, is now crippled."
Qi Jingchen took a sip of the tea and then looked at Eunuch Lan with a smile: "What does Eunuch think is the most valuable thing?"
Eunuch Lan was taken aback, then ventured: "Silver?"
But, Qi Jingchen shook his head with a smile: "No, it’s loyalty!" He paused, "The late Emperor Grandfather used to say, ’He who wins the people’s hearts wins the world.’ The last emperor of the previous dynasty fell because he lost the people’s hearts, leading to the downfall of the Great Han Dynasty..."
"Your Highness is truly wise," Eunuch Lan nodded in approval.
"Some people, even if their bodies are broken, are priceless as long as their minds still work," Qi Jingchen curled his lips, "Besides, he has the Shu Family behind him." The smile on his lips slowly turned into a sneer, "Unlike some people, healthy in body but nothing more than a fool... Like... Gu Sheng... a knife hanging over the character ’lust���..." To think that for a so-called peerless beauty, he would harm his own eldest son and discard an in-law family like the Shu Family, clearly short-sighted. Such a person, even if they come to submit to him, he wouldn’t dare to use them.
Eunuch Lan nodded. Gu Sheng was the Chief of Staff in the Ministry of Rites, a position equal to that of Prince Regent. He was supposed to be a clever man, but... Now that His Highness has drawn the son he drove out of the family to his side, it remains to be seen what will happen when father and son confront each other in the future.
"But, the old patriarch of the Gu Family is still alive," Eunuch Lan still felt it necessary to mention.