An Lingrong's Rebirth: I will not offend others unless they offend me

Chapter 307: Heart leaning to the armpit



Chapter 307: Heart leaning to the armpit

"You bastard! This is absolutely ridiculous!"

The emperor roared angrily and slammed his palm on the dragon throne, shaking the entire Yangxin Palace.

"How dare a lowly butcher's daughter do such a cruel thing to her master!"

"Doesn't she know it's a capital crime?"

The emperor stared at Xia Qie fiercely, his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate him and shoot straight to the imperial mausoleum.

Xia Qi lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the emperor's furious face.

He replied truthfully.

"I have interrogated the concubine, and she confessed to her actions."

"And..."

"What else are you saying? Report it to me truthfully."

The emperor, breathing rapidly, glared at Xia Qi.

"She also said that she was just confused for a moment and was blinded by jealousy, and begged the master to spare her life."

As for showing off her proud big butt, emphasizing her fertility, and wanting to please her brother Fourteenth Master, she had this idea.

Xia Qie didn't dare to reveal a single word in front of the emperor.

In his opinion, it was the Fourteenth Master's being not picky that caused him to get into such fatal trouble.

The emperor sneered, his eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.

"Spare her life? She killed the late emperor's son, and you still want to live?"

"Xia Qian, send a pigeon to the deputy commander immediately and have him arrest the butcher's daughter and her family."

"Also, make sure those who know the cause of Old Fourteen's death in the Imperial Mausoleum keep their mouths shut forever."

"The death of Old Fourteen will be suppressed for now, and later announced to the public as a death from illness."

This was the only thing he could do for Old Fourteen, to preserve his good reputation after his death.

"Wei Chen obeys your orders."

Xia Qi quickly agreed, but still knelt on the ground without moving.

The emperor noticed his abnormality and looked him up and down with his dark eyes.

"Do you have anything else to report?"

Xia Qi hesitated for two or three breaths before reporting his discovery.

"Your Majesty, I have discovered something extremely strange at Fourteenth Master's manor this time."

"Fourteenth Master has over fifty plump women in his manor. I even found a sex record book in his study, which records every detail."

In the whole world, only the Jingshifang in the imperial palace has a record book, which is the secret history of the high-level palace in the harem.

It is obviously abnormal for a commoner like Fourteenth Master to record these things.

The emperor took the booklet presented by Xia Qie, flipped through a few pages, and his face became darker the more he read.

"Su Peisheng!"

When the emperor called for help, Xia Qie put the hat on his head to cover his face.

"I am here, may I ask what you, my master, may I ask?"

"Go to the Jingshifang in person and get the Jingshifang records for me immediately."

The emperor needed it urgently, so Su Peisheng didn't dare to delay at all. He started jogging as soon as he walked out of the door of the Yangxin Palace.

"Xia Qian, first have your men guard the butcher's family and anyone who knows about this in the village."

"Go down and rest first, and then wait for my order."

He smelled a strange smell from the small sex booklet.

When the records from the Jingshifang were presented to him, the emperor spread the two books on the dragon table and compared them. The more he looked at them, the more shocked he became.

Whenever he visited his concubines, Prince Fourteen would definitely enter the concubine's room within one or two days, and he would spend the night with more than one concubine.

The Jingshifanglu is an important confidential file of the harem. Apart from the emperor himself, only a very few people have the authority to view it, and the empress dowager is one of them.

The emperor didn't dare to think too deeply about it.

With trembling hands, he made himself a cup of sweet osmanthus honey water and drank it sip after sip.

No matter how sweet the honey is, it cannot suppress the bitterness in my heart.

The Queen Mother's heart almost fell into her armpits.

The emperor angrily slammed the empty teacup heavily on the dragon table and gave orders in a low voice.

"Su Peisheng, bring me some wine and have a few drinks with me!"

"The slave obeys."

The master's anger was almost condensed into substance, and Su Peisheng didn't dare to persuade him at this moment.

When he asked someone to get the wine, he also ordered the kitchen to prepare some side dishes.

The emperor has just recovered from a serious illness and cannot drink on an empty stomach.

As soon as Su Peisheng put the wine on the table, the emperor poured himself a full bowl.

He took a sip and half of the wine in the bowl disappeared.

"Su Peisheng, you drink too."

"Your Majesty, I will drink it right away."

Su Peisheng looked left and right and picked the smallest wine cup.

This wine is brewed using the recipe given by Concubine Shu, and drinking it can strengthen your body.

He had not yet finished his small cup when he saw the emperor pour himself another bowl.

"My Lord, please drink slowly. The snacks haven't arrived yet."

"Su Peisheng, you haven't been so talkative before."

The emperor glanced at him with dissatisfaction.

"Master, I know you are a wise ruler and will not blame me for my rudeness, so I dare to speak up."

"Doctor Zhang once told me that since you've just recovered from a serious illness, you should drink in moderation."

"I heard that drinking on an empty stomach will make you drunk quickly."

Su Peisheng brought in the beef pot by Xiao Xiazi and pushed it in front of the emperor. The square pieces of beef, simmering in rich oil and sauce, emitted a rich aroma in the bubbling pot, making people drool.

He picked up a piece of stewed beef tendon and placed it on the plate in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, please try this. This is beef tendon that the kitchen has been stewing all afternoon."

"Su Peisheng, I remember that year when we were in the prince's residence, Fourteenth Brother also ate beef hotpot. We ate more than ten big white steamed buns while smelling the aroma of beef hotpot."

The emperor said with nostalgia.

"I remember that we were so hungry that we ran to the imperial kitchen to steal those white flour buns. I still remember the taste of them."

"The imperial kitchen is heavily guarded. How could two little kids steal something from there?"

"I suppose we were able to have a full meal thanks to the Queen Mother?"

Su Peisheng silently retorted in his heart that the master and servant had indeed evacuated the imperial kitchen safely at that time, but the empress dowager arrested and convicted him the next day and injured his right leg.

He couldn't help but hide in the rockery and cry. Liang Jiugong, who was beside the late emperor, felt sorry for him and talked to him for a while.

From then on, the master and servant never went hungry again.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, Su Peisheng couldn't stop crying.

There is no exaggeration in this statement that the little brat is eating his father out of poverty.

The master moved into the prince's residence when he was six years old. Empress Xiaoyi Ren was bedridden because her own princess died young, and she had no time to take care of her child.

The palace maids in the prince's residence were opportunistic, and since the late emperor had many children, they naturally looked down on the fourth prince who had no one to take care of him.

When Su Peisheng thought of the bitterness of those years, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Su Peisheng, with a dizzy head, thought that since his master wanted to drink to his heart's content, he would risk his life to accompany him.

The master and servant finally got their reward after all the hard work they had endured. They no longer had to worry about someone jumping out and dragging him away to be beaten.

"Your Majesty, I offer you a toast."

......

Su Peisheng drank glass after glass of wine, muttering to himself.

The emperor, who drank from a small bowl, would add more wine and serve him food from time to time.

In the end, most of the three small jars of wine on the table went into Su Peisheng's stomach. After he found that the wine was gone, he was still shouting.

"Bring us some wine, I can still drink!"

"Master, I know you are in a bad mood, let's continue drinking..."


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