Just as Yao Feiran left Yunhe Temple, after traveling some distance, a group of people suddenly rushed up to her. There were about a dozen people, and two passing carriages were nearby. Yao Feiran was so frightened that they overturned by the roadside.

A handsome young man stood in front of him, blocking his way.

"Girl, don't be afraid, the soldiers will be here soon."

Those people rushed out and attacked Yao Feiran. Xiaoxia and several palace maids beside her expressionlessly pulled out their guns. With a few loud bangs, most of them were killed or wounded instantly, and the rest were left barely alive.

The young master was stunned, taken aback by the sight.

Is this the rumored gun?

Yao Feiran looked at the man blocking her way: "Young master, is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's nothing... I just saw someone was about to attack you, so I thought I'd help you escape from danger."

He seemed startled, but upon closer inspection, he found her to be quite good-looking, the kind of person who catches the eye.

"Xiaoxia, reward her with one hundred taels."

Xiaoxia took out one hundred taels of silver from her pocket and presented it to the man. The man said righteously, "I saved you not for money."

"Stop calling me 'girl, girl,' I could be your mother." Yao Feiran said coldly, "Summon Zhao Shun to investigate and find out who it is."

The man was now completely bewildered. Zhao Shun? Wasn't he the Grand General, Marquis of Wu'an, who also commanded the Imperial Guards of the capital? There was only one person in the world who could command Zhao Shun, and that was the Empress.

It's said that the Empress is over forty, but she looks so young.

Yao Feiran naturally had no intention of saying anything to the man. Although he was indeed stunningly handsome, he lacked any masculinity and was not her type.

She got into the carriage and left, her face showing little emotion.

Xiaoxia was indeed very angry: "Your Majesty, who dared to ambush you? He must not be let off the hook."

"I've offended quite a few people, let's investigate first."

Soon after, Zhao Shun gave the information he had found to Yao Feiran, and it all pointed to Yao Ruoshen.

Yao Feiran rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm stupid? What did you investigate?"

"Your Majesty, please don't be angry." Zhao Shun quickly knelt down. "Your Majesty, I just wanted to tell you that all the evidence points to Her Highness the Crown Princess, which is too far-fetched. So I re-examined the evidence and finally found a key figure. However, since it involves the Empress Dowager, I dare not investigate further. That's why I wanted to ask Your Majesty what to do."

On the last page, Zhao Shun noticed the flaws in the evidence. After careful investigation, he discovered that the attackers were connected to Lin Jiayi, the chief steward of the Empress Dowager.

Lin Jiayi means the old servant of the Lin family. He had served the old lady for decades and was deeply trusted by her, so he was taken to the palace without being castrated.

The men in the palace are either imperial guards or eunuchs; Lin Jiayi is an exception.

"I investigated from Lin Jiayi's family members, and I personally spoke with my grandmother."

"Yes."

Yao Feiran found Old Madam Lin, next to whom was an old servant with a hunched back. Yao Feiran recognized him at a glance as Lin Jiayi.

The other party's luck was indeed incompatible with his own, and this matter was inextricably linked to him.

She dismissed everyone. Old Madam Lin's expression was somewhat subtle. She grasped Yao Feiran's hand and asked, "Feiran, what exactly happened? They said someone ambushed you today."

"All the evidence points to Ruoshen."

Madam Lin shook her head. "It couldn't be her. She idolizes you, her older sister, the most."

"There are several other pieces of evidence pointing to Lin Jiayi."

Madam Lin's eyes trembled slightly, and after a long while, she finally spoke: "I didn't expect it to be him. At this age, he's still blinded by material things."

It seems that although Madam Lin is old, her mind is still quite clear, and she suddenly thought of something:

"Feiran, your uncle is foolish, greedy, and easily swayed. I have no other intentions but to hope that you can save your life."

"I see."

Lin Zhengbai didn't have the brains, but his wife was smarter than him. However, Yao Feiran was protected like an iron barrel, so he could only start by targeting the Empress Dowager. He even resorted to sowing discord, hoping to uproot Yao Ruoshen as well.

It just so happens that Lin Jiayi's daughter is Lin Zhengbai's concubine. If Lin Zhengbai becomes emperor, Lin Jiayi's status will rise accordingly.

After Yao Feiran left, Old Madam Lin summoned Lin Jiayi.

"You've been with me for so many years, and I've watched you get married and have children, and even given you the surname Lin. I've treated you well, but you've disappointed me too much."

Lin Jiayi knew that his secret had been exposed, and his heart was filled with despair. He knelt down with a thud.

"This servant doesn't want to be a servant forever; I also want to be a master for once. The prince promised me that once he ascends the throne, he will grant me a marquisate, and my daughter will become a noble consort."

"You want to be the master? You tell me you don't want to serve me anymore. Do you think I'd stop you? My former head maid, Cai Pei, is now the wife of a scholar."

"You said you wanted to serve me, so I brought you into the palace; you said you wanted your daughter to stay in the manor, so I arranged for my son to take your daughter as a concubine. It seems that no matter what, I will not be satisfied, so I cannot keep you here."

Lin Jiayi, his eyes brimming with tears, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying, "This servant was blinded for a moment. Please forgive this servant, Your Majesty."

Old Madam Lin closed her eyes, and Lin Jiayi quickly dragged her away.

Several people have to die to quell the granddaughter's anger, otherwise it will be her son's turn.

A few days later, Lin Zhengbai broke his leg when he went out. There was no possibility of recovery, so he could only stay at home. The servants of Prince Jin's mansion were replaced.

When Yao Ruoshen was discussing things, he joked, "I heard that the young master who wanted to save my sister was Xiao Zhaoyan, the number one young master in the capital. He is the second son of the Minister of Revenue. His appearance is even more exquisite than that woman's. Many ladies and young misses like him. When he goes out, the streets are packed with people."

Yao Feiran asked, "Have you found out the reason why Xiao Zhaoyan was there?"

Yao Ruoshen said earnestly, "Zhao Shun said that Xiao Zhaoyan went to pray for blessings with his grandmother. He was bored, so he ran out and happened to run into my sister."

"Is that so?"

Yao Feiran didn't know whether to agree or not, but Xiao Zhaoyan was not good for her luck. Moreover, the timing of the encounter, even if he himself had no other intentions, did not mean that the encounter was normal.

"If you feel lonely, it wouldn't be bad to bring him into the palace as a decorative vase."

"Forget it, once this starts, who knows how many men will send themselves over? It's just a waste of time. What about you? What are your thoughts?"

Yao Ruoshen is already in his mid-twenties, and I bet he has quite a few suitors.

Yao Ruoshen's face stiffened, then looked somewhat confused: "I don't know. Many people approach me for personal gain. I don't want to choose these people; they'll be hard to control later. I don't have much time now, and I hope to do more things."

Now that Yao Feiran is developing technology, she has created many jobs, many of which are suitable for women. With economic support, women's status will naturally rise. In the future, she will gradually allow women to participate in the imperial examinations. However, the opposition has never disappeared. True freedom is probably not something that can be achieved overnight.

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