inspire-indiana Chapter 243 Blinded by a Wicked Woman
Chapter 243 Blinded by a Wicked Woman
wrong!
Mo'er hasn't eaten anything yet!
Jiang Yuyue suddenly remembered the child and quickly went into the room to take a look. Jiang Qimo was sitting in the crib with his lips pursed in a wronged manner, but he was not crying.
Like his father, he was surprisingly mature for his age.
Jiang Yuyue smiled helplessly, quickly picked him up and comforted him. Since they were new to this place, there were many inconveniences. She could only cook some rice porridge with minced meat to fill their stomachs first.
Although she didn't plan to stay here for long, being alone was inconvenient, so Jiang Yuyue had to temporarily hire a few old women to help take care of her daily life.
She cannot return to Jinling until she is certain that Song Jinglan has dispelled his suspicions about her death.
After settling in, time passed day by day. Jiang Yuyue spent her days playing with the children and helping Lian Mo at the pharmacy when she had free time. Then, about seven or eight days later, she suddenly heard the news of the emperor's death.
"His Majesty suddenly passed away last night, and the Prince of Liang actually raised an army in the night, intending to besiege the entire capital!"
Suddenly, the voice of a storyteller came from the teahouse next door. Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuyue's expression changed, and she quickly walked into the teahouse. After buying a cup of tea, she found a corner seat and sat down, listening intently.
"King Liang is truly foolish. His sudden act of doing such a thing clearly shows that he wants to usurp the throne!"
The storyteller spoke vividly, and soon a large crowd gathered in the teahouse. "Unfortunately, Prince Ding acted first, detaining his men before he could take action!"
Upon hearing this, someone in the crowd became anxious, "Then, is our current emperor perhaps His Highness Prince Ding?"
"No, no."
The storyteller calmly shook his folding fan, "In the midst of his panic last night, someone found evidence in his residence that was related to the counterfeit silver case from a few years ago!"
Fake bank case?
Jiang Yuyue pondered to herself. Even she, who was previously unfamiliar with politics, had heard of this case. Hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in the national treasury were replaced with counterfeit silver overnight. This headless case had been investigated for many years without finding out who the mastermind was. Unexpectedly, it was Prince Ding who did it.
At this critical juncture, the Prince of Ding's scandalous affair was suddenly exposed, which was probably the work of Song Jinglan.
In this way, Prince Ding would certainly not be able to ascend the throne.
“Now, both Prince Ding and Prince Liang have lost the support of the people, and the former Prince Ning has been deposed and exiled to Zhuzhou. There are no other princes who can inherit the throne.”
The storyteller continued, "But there is still a Prince Jing in the capital. Now that there is no leader, the court officials have all recommended Prince Jing to ascend the throne. And coincidentally, Eunuch Liu, who is by His Majesty's side, took out a secret edict from behind the plaque of the Hall of Righteousness and Brightness. His Majesty's last will and testament was to pass the throne to Prince Jing!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room beamed with joy.
Prince Jing has always enjoyed a good reputation among the people, and it is truly a blessing for the world to have such a person, who is accomplished in both civil administration and military affairs, as emperor.
Jiang Yuyue listened silently in the corner, her expression showing no surprise, since Song Jinglan taking that position was something she had expected.
However, just from listening to the storyteller's few words, she knew that Song Jinglan's ascension to the throne must have been through a bloody storm.
Regardless, Song Jinglan succeeded after all. It seems that her departure did not have much of an impact on him. Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue breathed a slight sigh of relief.
She was not only glad that Song Jinglan had become emperor, but also glad that he would no longer be able to indulge in romantic love after becoming emperor. After a while, his harem would be filled with all kinds of concubines, and after the concubines gave birth to princes and princesses for him, Song Jinglan would definitely forget about her, Jiang Yuyue.
Moreover, Jiang Yuyue knew that her relationship with him was just a fleeting affair, and that it would soon become a thing of the past, quickly forgotten by him.
However, according to what the storyteller said, it seems that the treasure she gave to Song Jinglan before had no impact on the struggle for the throne.
Jiang Yuyue was quite curious. What exactly was it that Song Yunming had gone to such lengths to obtain? She also wondered if Song Jinglan had actually opened that thing.
……
"This move is too risky; I do not agree with it."
Jiang Feili, who was inside the hall, was unusually serious. Now that Song Jinglan had become a proper emperor, he naturally could no longer joke around as casually as before.
"Now that you have just ascended the throne, your power is not yet secure. Moreover, the remnants of the factions of Prince Ding and Prince Liang have not yet been wiped out and are still stirring up trouble. If you go to the south of the Yangtze River at this time, aren't you afraid that the country will be overthrown again when you return?"
"They don't have that ability."
Song Jinglan's words carried a subtle hint of sarcasm: "Song Chengyan and Song Shiyou are both in my hands. What trouble can their men possibly cause?"
"you you you……"
Jiang Feili was somewhat speechless. "Even if you are confident, everything is in ruins right now. How can you, as the emperor, abandon state affairs just to chase after that woman who would rather fake her death than leave your side?!"
Upon hearing this, a sharp gaze immediately swept towards him. Now, Song Jinglan was wearing a dragon robe, with golden dragon patterns hidden among the black dragon robe, which made him even more majestic and awe-inspiring. Seeing this, Jiang Feili had no choice but to keep quiet, but he still muttered something under his breath.
"He's been blinded by a wicked woman."
Song Jinglan ignored him and pretended not to hear. "I'll leave the political affairs to your father, Marquis Ningyuan. Li Daocong is also trustworthy. It won't take me more than a few days to go there."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Jiang Feili did not try to persuade him further, but repeatedly told him to come back soon.
Song Jinglan changed into civilian clothes and left the palace. His horse was already prepared. He mounted the horse and rode swiftly towards the outskirts of the city.
Jixiang accompanied him and reported the news sent by Yueying on the way: "Your Majesty, Yueying reported yesterday that after leaving the capital, Miss Jiang's maid, Jasmine, went straight to Jinling. She did not have any contact with anyone else along the way. After returning to Jinling, the Jiang family... has already begun to prepare for the funeral."
Such news caused a cold glint to appear in Song Jinglan's eyes. She truly lived up to her reputation as her maid, handling matters with the same meticulous care as her.
Song Jinglan traveled day and night, and several of his horses died from exhaustion. Three days later, he arrived in Jinling City.
Based on the address reported by Yueying, Song Jinglan immediately headed to the Jiang family's current residence. Before he even reached the gate of the Jiang residence, he heard a series of low and mournful suona horns coming from afar, and could also vaguely see a few white banners fluttering in the wind.