The prince is more stable

Chapter 166: Continuing the Incense
An excellent man never lacks women.

Men who are not outstanding don’t want to lack women, but they just don’t have the ability to have them.

A woman's ideal husband must be powerful, rich, and talented, but also loyal and devoted, with a rock-solid love for his wife, and the ability to resolutely reject all external temptations.

Ask yourself, do such men really exist? What kind of woman is worthy of such a man?

Zhao Xiaoqian didn’t know whether he was excellent or not. In any case, he was very mediocre in his previous life. If he was thrown into the sea of ​​people, he wouldn’t even make a single wave.

But in the eyes of the women of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Xiaoqian was not only excellent, but simply perfect.

Who wouldn't want to marry such a perfect man who is powerful, rich, talented and handsome?
The moment she walked out of the house, Di Ying had already come to terms with it.

From now on I will be the wife of a county marquis. Let those young ladies in Bianjing City be jealous. My husband is excellent in every way, except that he is a little bit romantic. Is that a problem?
After kicking Zhao Xiaoqian, Di Ying felt much better. She squatted beside him and twitched her nose. "What's that smell? It smells so good!"

Zhao Xiaoqian didn't answer. He raised his hand and asked the maid to bring a bowl and fill it with fish soup for her.

Di Ying took a sip and her eyes lit up immediately: "Delicious! So fresh! Did you make this?"

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded proudly.

"That's amazing! Teach me, and I'll make it for you next time, okay?" Di Ying held her chin and blinked her big eyes.

Zhao Xiaoqian couldn't help but pinch her cheeks and said with a smile: "You will soon be the wife of a county marquis. A county marquis' wife doesn't have to cook."

"The wife of a county marquis is for others to see, but you... are my future husband. Isn't it natural for you to cook for him?" Di Ying stared at him with a shining light in her eyes, which made Zhao Xiaoqian palpitate briefly.

The fish soup was indeed delicious. Di Ying didn't say anything polite. After drinking one bowl, she ordered another one and finished it.

Feeling bloated, Di Ying finally didn't feel like drinking anymore, so she put down the bowl, took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth. Seeing that the corners of Zhao Xiaoqian's mouth were also greasy, she wiped his as well.

"Are you here to see Jiang Miaoxian today? Are you sure it has nothing to do with me?" Zhao Xiaoqian said with a smile.

Di Ying's pretty face flushed, she glared at him and said, "I'm looking for you too."

"Is something wrong?"

"I heard that you caused a big disturbance in the Ministry of Justice yesterday and even sent soldiers to rob the prison?"

Zhao Xiaoqian was startled: "Have you heard about this too?"

Di Ying sighed, "The whole of Bianjing has heard about this. Many people say you've gotten into big trouble this time. Even my father said you're too lawless and have offended Prime Minister Zhang. My father said this hurdle won't be easy to overcome. Even if the emperor wants to favor you, the whole court won't let you go."

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled: "Are you worried about me?"

Di Ying gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes at him. "Isn't that nonsense? You're my future husband, how can I not be worried?"

Zhao Xiaoqian said seriously, "Yes, I did get into trouble. It's a serious one. I heard that the Dali Temple and the Censorate will come to arrest me tomorrow. I estimate that I will be exiled a thousand miles away at the very least, and I might even be beheaded. You know, sending troops to attack the Ministry of Justice is a serious crime..."

Di Ying was anxious: "What should I do? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yes." Zhao Xiaoqian looked at her steadily, and suddenly grabbed her slender hands and held them in his palms.

Di Ying was a little overwhelmed by his affectionate behavior. She struggled for a while, but found that she couldn't get free, so she had to let him hold her with a blushing face.

"Ying'er, you can indeed help me." Zhao Xiaoqian said seriously, "You know, my Chu Palace is now a single-line inheritance, and I am the only one left. If I am not here, the Chu Palace's incense will be cut off..."

"I don't know what the outcome will be tomorrow, Ying'er. Before that, I want to leave a descendant for the Chu King's lineage. Otherwise, if the incense is cut off here, I will become a sinner. How can I face my ancestors after my death?"

Di Ying finally understood a little and said in disbelief: "You mean..."

"That's right. The great cause of leaving a legacy for our Chu Palace can only fall on you and me. Let's start striving now. Come on, go inside. I'll lie down first as a token of my respect..."

Di Ying stood up woodenly as he pulled her, and was led away by him foolishly. She always felt that something was wrong, but after being brainwashed by Zhao Xiaoqian, she suddenly had an inexplicable sense of tragic glory. What was going on?

I'm going to marry him soon, it's the custom of husband and wife... it doesn't matter if it's a few days early or late... right?

With a confused mind and a dull expression, Di Ying was not only held by his hand, but also led by his nose. She seemed to be hypnotized and let him control her foolishly.

Until she glanced inadvertently and saw that the door of the house had quietly opened a crack, and Jiang Miaoxian's face appeared behind the gap. She winked at her while suppressing her smile and waved quietly.

Di Ying was shocked and now she was fully awake.

From Jiang Miaoxian's hint, it can be seen that this bastard didn't tell the truth in what he said just now. Leaving a successor to the Prince of Chu's Palace is even more despicable!
Di Ying, utterly embarrassed, broke free from his hand, kicked him angrily, and cursed with a red face, "You bastard! I never want to see you again!"

After saying that, Di Ying turned around and ran away.

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned for a long while, looking at his empty hands, puzzled.

"I was so close to success, how come I suddenly became so clever?" Zhao Xiaoqian muttered to himself. The door of the room opened, and Jiang Miaoxian's pretty face, a mixture of joy and anger, appeared before him.

Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly realized: "You ruined my good thing?"

Jiang Miaoxian covered her mouth with her hands and giggled, then rolled her eyes at him. "Sister is getting married soon, are you so impatient, sir? Can't you wait even a few days? Although sister is destined to be your wife, she lost her virginity before marriage and ruined her reputation. How can I live my life in the future?"

Zhao Xiaoqian sneered, "I don't care. Since you've ruined my good deeds, you have to pay for it with your body. The great cause of the Chu Palace's successor is now in your hands!"

After saying that, Zhao Xiaoqian pounced towards Jiang Miaoxian.

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Yanfu Palace, outside Funing Hall.

Zhang Dun stood outside the palace and asked to see the emperor.

After the incident yesterday, Zhang Dun had actually come to Funing Palace to ask for an audience once. Then Zheng Chunhe came out and apologized to him, saying that the emperor had been reviewing memorials all night and had just fallen asleep, so he should not be disturbed. He asked Zhang Dun to come again tomorrow.

So today, Zhang Dun came again.

In the past, Zhang Dun would be summoned quickly when he asked for an audience, but today for some reason, Zhang Dun waited outside the hall for a long time, but there was still no movement inside.

After an incense stick of time, Zhang Dun's heart gradually sank to the bottom and his face became increasingly ugly.

He was certain that Zhao Xiaoqian's robbery of the Ministry of Justice's prison yesterday was indeed unusual.

Rather than saying that Zhao Xiaoqian was responsible for the prison break, it would be more accurate to say that it was done by the emperor himself, in order to save Su Che and give the prime minister of the time a slap in the face.

Today, when he asked to see the emperor, Zhang Dun received a cold reception that he had never experienced before. The prime minister of the current dynasty made him stand and wait outside the palace, and there was no response from inside the palace.

Although Zhang Dun had only been prime minister for a few days, he had mastered the art of cultivating his energy. Things were not out of control yet, and he still had a chance to remedy the situation. As long as he could meet with the Shangguan family, everything could be resolved.

So Zhang Dun calmed down and stood outside the hall without any anxiety.

The autumn wind whistled past with a hint of chill, but Zhang Dun remained motionless, standing outside the hall in an orderly manner.

Feeling the cold autumn wind, Zhang Dun's mood became much clearer at this moment, and only a few words emerged in his mind.

"The ruler is the ruler, and the minister is the minister."

Yes, Zhang Dun was suddenly appointed as prime minister a few days ago, and he was indeed hot-headed and acted a little arrogantly.

The prime minister holds great power and it is difficult not to become arrogant when sitting in this position.

Now Zhang Dun has come to his senses.

So what if he's a prime minister? Who gave him all his power?
Whoever can give him power can also take it away. He is just a carrier of power. The prime minister can be him or someone else.

Just like now, the powerful prime minister still has to stand outside the palace in the cold wind, waiting to be summoned by the emperor.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Dun's legs became numb, and Zheng Chunhe finally walked out of the hall with a kind and apologetic smile on his face.

"I'm truly sorry to offend Mr. Zhang. The emperor just went to bed today. Reviewing memorials is so tiring. I can't bear to watch. Mr. Zhang, please look..."

Zhang Dun did not leave this time because he knew that the government was going to punish him.

Zhang Dun then smiled and said, "Your Majesty has worked diligently to govern the country. The Song Dynasty is fortunate to have such a wise ruler. I, an old man, am honored to be able to assist you."

"It's okay for the official to go to sleep. I'll wait outside for him to wake up."

Zheng Chunhe glanced at him in surprise, rubbing her hands and forcing a smile. "How can I do this? The Prime Minister is standing outside in the cold wind. He won't forgive me when he wakes up. Lord Zhang, please don't make things difficult for me. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

Zhang Dun smiled, but his attitude was firm: "I'd better wait."

Zheng Chunhe smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Zhang, why are you doing this..."

After saying that, he shook his head and turned to enter the hall.

After waiting for another half an hour, Zhang Dun's body was shaky and about to collapse when Zheng Chunhe finally walked out of the hall quickly, bowed and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, the emperor has awakened. Please come into the hall to discuss matters."

Zhang Dun's expression brightened. Just as he was about to take a step, he stumbled. Zheng Chunhe hurriedly supported him and said with concern, "Sir, you are the ruler of a country. The lives of millions of people depend on you. You must be careful with your steps and don't take the wrong step."

Zhang Dun turned his head, looked at Zheng Chunhe deeply, and then nodded.

"Thank you, Eunuch Zheng, for reminding me. I'll take note of it."

(End of this chapter)