Chapter 497: Emulating the Late Emperor
Fu Bo's room.
The maidservant was just about to enter the room with the freshly brewed medicine when Ji Yunshu stopped her. Ji Yunshu placed the lantern on the floor and brought the bowl of medicine over.
"Go and rest. I'll bring it to Fu Bo. If there's nothing else, don't go in again."
"Yes!"
The maidservant bowed and left.
After the maidservant left the courtyard, Ji Yunshu returned with the medicine. Her expression was indifferent and emotionless.
Ji Yunshu closed the door after entering.
Fu Bo had just gotten off the bed. He was draped in a thin layer of clothing. He walked with difficulty from the bedside, feeling puzzled.
Why did she close the door all of a sudden?
"Teacher Ji, what are you doing?" He asked.
Ji Yunshu sat down quietly and changed the topic. "Fu Bo, drink the medicine while it's still warm."
She placed the bowl of medicine on the table. At the same time, she also placed the painting that she had brought with her to the side.
Uncle Fu's expression darkened when he saw the painting. A hint of discomfort appeared on his face, but it only lasted for a moment.
His expression and gaze were all seen by Ji Yunshu.
Fu Bo walked over and sat down. He pressed his chest and coughed twice before reaching out with his wrinkled and calloused hands to drink the medicine. Ji Yunshu continued, "Wei Yi grew up in Jinjiang.
"Wei Yi grew up in Jinjiang. Although he isn't as intelligent as the average person, Uncle Wei and Aunt Wei protected him very well and taught him to be kinder and kinder than the average person. He even understands how to empathize with others. Although he has been pampered since he was a child, he has never been complacent. Those smart and conceited people can't even compare to him. Even for a stranger like you, Uncle Fu, he is very concerned about you and entrusted everyone in the estate to take good care of you. He even said that he wants you to stay in the estate so that he can take care of you for the rest of your life. That kind of care is truly rare."
Uncle Fu put down the empty bowl and revealed a gratified smile. He agreed, "That's right, Young Master Wei is truly kind-hearted. You even care for an old man like me. I don't know what good fortune I cultivated in my past life to be able to know Young Master Wei. I believe that good people will be rewarded. In the future, Young Master Wei will ascend like a carp, becoming rich and noble."
"That day at the memorial hall, when you saw Wei Yi, the way you treated him was clearly different from how you treated other people. Your eyes even revealed a trace of doting and love. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that you two were related by blood!"
"Young Master Wei has an honorable status. I'm just a lowly servant guarding the memorial hall. How could I be related to Young Master Wei? Teacher Ji, are you joking?"
"What do you mean by noble status?"
"The difference in status is too great."
The disparity in status was too great!
When Ji Yunshu heard these words, her heart ached.
She tapped her index finger on the table over and over again. Then she slowly got up, walked over to the window, and pushed it open.
Gusts of cold wind blew in, carrying with it a drizzle. It fell on her already cold face, making it even colder.
The mottled shadow of the tree outside was reflected on the ground, the windowsill, and her body, swaying and faintly discernible.
After a long time, she asked with her back facing Uncle Fu, "Uncle Fu, have you ever been to the capital?"
Reaching out, Uncle Fu sighed and shook his head. "I've been to the capital once, but that was twenty years ago. I don't really remember much."
"Oh?" She tilted her head slightly, and her gaze fell on the tree outside. "Then, let me help you remember. Twenty years ago, the late Emperor passed away, and the new Emperor ascended the throne. He was called Qi Zhen, and he is the current Emperor of Great Lin. I heard that before he ascended the throne, he was just an unremarkable Eighth Prince. The late Emperor chose Prince Ning to be the heir to the throne, but Prince Ning didn't like to fight, so he gave the title of Crown Prince to the Eighth Prince. After the Eighth Prince ascended the throne, he conferred Prince Ning the title of Imperial Duke."
"Sigh, we commoners don't care about the affairs of the Imperial Family. What Eighth Prince? What Imperial Duke? He has nothing to do with us. As commoners, we only talk about our daily lives after a meal. I, on the other hand, spend most of my time in the memorial hall. Let alone talking about daily lives, I don't even know about the affairs of the Imperial Family. "
"Since that's the case, why don't I tell you about it? I'm bored anyway, so I'll just pass the time. But these things, I've only heard bits and pieces. If I'm wrong, just pretend that I'm just listening and don't think too much about it."
Uncle Fu listened to her words, and in his heart, he had a rough idea.
His aged hands clenched tighter and tighter!
I heard that when the late Emperor ascended the throne, he was worried that his brother, Marquis Chao, would rebel, so he framed him with a crime and executed him. Sometimes, history is surprisingly similar. When the current Emperor ascended the throne twenty years ago, many ministers in the court were imprisoned, removed from office, and executed. Those with ulterior motives were all framed with crimes. After Prince Ning was conferred the title of Imperial Duke, he was like a tiger in chains, kept by Qizhen Emperor's side. The Imperial Duke was worried that he would end up like Marquis Chao of the previous dynasty, killed by his own brother. Therefore, from the day Qizhen Emperor ascended the throne, he had already made plans.
He secretly sent the newly born Little Heir and Third Madam away from the capital, but no one expected that not long after they left the capital, Third Madam would die of illness on the road. That person had no choice but to continue his journey with the Little Heir, who was not even a month old. Unexpectedly, by chance, he came across a son from a wealthy family who had died at birth. When that madam saw the Little Heir, she was very fond of him. In order to ensure the Little Heir's safety, he had no choice but to hide it from everyone, including the Imperial Duke. Hence, he handed the Little Heir to that family and never contacted them again. However, he never left that place and would often secretly visit the Little Heir. He was only reassured when he saw that the Little Heir was growing up healthily day by day. However, no one expected that only six years later, the Imperial Duke's residence would catch fire. In a single night, all 72 people were buried in the sea of fire. No one knows whether Qizhen Emperor … was imitating the late Emperor. "
Ah!
Imitating the late Emperor!
What a strong word she had used!
In order to consolidate his throne, the late Emperor did not hesitate to kill his own brother, Marquis Chao.
Then, did Qizhen Emperor really kill the Imperial Duke to consolidate his throne?
No one knew the truth!
From the beginning to the end, Ji Yunshu did not even look at Uncle Fu as she spoke.
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