Red Mansion Beijingwang

Capital City, Imperial Palace.

After the court meeting, all officials dispersed. On the winding palace road, Prince Zhongshun, who was wearing a python robe, glanced at Shui Rong who was walking side by side with him. His eyes flickered and he asked, "Little Sixteen is going back to the Governor's Mansion?"

Shui Rong heard this and replied, "There's nothing to do in the Governor's Mansion. I plan to go back to the Prince's Mansion."

After court dismissed, Shui Rong had just left the hall when Prince Zhongshun called him. He knew that Prince Zhongshun was not just traveling with him, but probably wanted to discuss something with him.

But since Prince Zhongshun was ambiguous, he was not in a hurry to express his opinion.

Hearing this, Prince Zhongshun twitched his lips, then sighed helplessly and said sadly: "You are free, but I am so busy with official duties all day long that I can't sleep for a few hours."

Shui Rong couldn't help but agree when he heard this. Although the affairs of the Governor's Office were busy, he had delegated all the power so it was naturally easy for him, even a little bit of doing nothing.

It’s not that Prince Zhongshun is unwilling to delegate power, but the two of them are in charge of different areas. It is difficult to delegate power for a ministry as big as the Ministry of Revenue. In addition, if Prince Zhongshun had not kept a close eye on the implementation of the new policy, something would have gone wrong a long time ago.

After a pause, Shui Rong said, "With great power comes great responsibility. My cousin is a pillar of the court, so naturally the burden is heavy."

"Heh, stop it." King Zhongshun twitched his lips and gave Shui Rong a displeased look.

He knew too well that his brother was lazy. Although his words sounded high-sounding, they were actually just empty talk, and it made people feel inexplicably uncomfortable to listen to them.

However, Prince Zhongshun only complained and then ignored it, saying seriously, "Little Sixteen, what do you think about the matter between Prince Le and Prince An?"

The struggle for succession is an inevitable struggle in the dynasty. In the past, in addition to Prince Le and Prince An, there was also Prince Yong. The so-called stable triangle meant that the struggle between the three was still within the controllable range.

However, with the unexpected "death" of Prince Yong, one member of the triangle was missing, and some struggles surfaced. The most obvious thing was that the interest groups supporting Prince Yong lost their backbone and each of them re-positioned themselves, creating a strong atmosphere of tension.

"How to watch? Just watch while standing." Shui Rong said indifferently.

Most people who bet on Prince An and Prince Le are looking for the merit of following the dragon. However, for Prince Beijing's Mansion, the so-called merit of following the dragon has no appeal to him, unless...
Prince Zhongshun was not surprised to hear this, and said, "I'm afraid it will affect the implementation of the new policy."

Shui Rong understood it clearly, because the reason why Prince Yong was so popular was that he vigorously promoted the new policies and won the respect of Emperor Yongkang. However, with the death of Prince Yong, things came to a standstill.

After a pause, Shui Rong said leisurely, "Without Zhang the butcher, can we only eat mixed-hair pigs? The implementation of the new policy has basically formed a system. What remains is nothing more than maintenance. Cousin, it's okay if you spend more time on it."

It is true that Prince Yong can be regarded as a pioneer in the implementation of the New Deal. However, the New Deal has already been laid out, and it is impossible for it to collapse because of Prince Yong alone.

"That's all we can do." King Zhongshun sighed and spoke concisely.

Shui Rong didn't care. He turned a corner and said, "Cousin, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

He thought Prince Zhongshun came to him specifically for something, but it turned out to be about the new policy. However, this matter was under the jurisdiction of their Ministry of Revenue and had little to do with him. If he was planning to get himself into trouble, he should give up the idea as soon as possible.

Prince Zhongshun obviously understood Shui Rong's implication. He smiled and looked at Shui Rong intently. His eyes flickered under his sword-like brows and he said meaningfully, "Little Sixteen, Prince Kang is quite loved by the Emperor. You should pay more attention to him."

After saying this, King Zhongshun walked away.

Shui Rong frowned and looked at King Zhongshun who was leaving, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

Prince Zhongshun would not sit idle, saying these ambiguous words, plus the previously mentioned Prince Yong and the struggle between Prince An and Prince Le, Shui Rong suddenly had an idea.

The struggle for the throne was obviously a scene that Emperor Yongkang did not want to see, but it was unavoidable. In order to prevent the open and secret struggles between Prince An and Prince Le from becoming too intense, Emperor Yongkang wanted to bring in Prince Kang, who had a long history of doing bad things, to fill the vacancy left by Prince Yong. That's why Prince Zhongshun said that he "liked Prince Kang."

The reason I reminded myself was probably also to give him a hint.

Haha, here they go again. Emperor Yongkang really never gets tired of it!
Shaking his head, Shui Rong didn't think any more about it and walked out of the palace. Anyway, as long as he knew what was going on, he could just take it one step at a time.

However, with Emperor Yongkang's behavior, it is only a matter of time before brothers become enemies.

In the water-filled courtyard of Prince Beijing’s Palace.

Qingwen, wearing a pink dress, was standing in the yard, her hair rising and falling, her curved eyebrows raised, her charming peach blossom eyes widened, as if she was choosing someone, and she shouted, "Did you frame me in front of Xiangling?"

Opposite, the pretty Yingluo was smiling and talking, not caring at all. She sat on the railing, cracking melon seeds with her bare hands, and jokingly said, "What did I make up about you?"

"You" Qingwen blushed, raised her hand and pointed at Yingluo, but couldn't say a word.

What they made up was nothing more than her embarrassing experience that day, saying that she was bullied by the prince and cried and begged for mercy, and that she whined like a wild cat in spring.

There was no way Qingwen could talk about these shameful things.

Xiangling, who was standing beside him, saw this and turned pale. She quickly pulled Qingwen aside and explained, "Qingwen, stop it. I was just talking nonsense."

Speaking of which, Xiangling was also very upset because the news of Qingwen's face being cut spread, so she made a joke, but Qingwen suddenly got angry and retorted in embarrassment.

Originally Xiangling didn't want to pay any attention to it, but Qingwen kept on pestering her and brought up some of her embarrassing situations. Xiangling was so embarrassed that she blurted out some of the things that Yingluo had secretly told her, which led to the scene before her.

After that, Xiangling looked at Yingluo with a look of regret. Her bright eyes were misty under her willow-leaf eyebrows. She said softly, "Sister Yingluo, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

She really had no intention of sowing discord between them, she was just talking off the cuff.

Yingluo glanced at Xiangling but didn't care. After all, she knew Xiangling's personality very well. She was just a nerd with no bad intentions. She was also very naive. She would tell Xiangling nothing if she said a few soft words.

Otherwise, how do you think Qingwen could have found out from Xiangling that Xiangling was bullied by the prince?

And look at what Xiangling said. She said it was nonsense before, but now she is apologizing to her. Such stupid behavior is even more stupid than foolish.

After taking a look at Qingwen, who stood up straight, Yingluo smiled even more and said jokingly, "So what if it's what I said? Am I wrong?"

Humph, that slutty fox is so energetic, it looks unpleasant, what can you do to me?

Qingwen's face turned red, and her charming peach blossom eyes were misty like a river of spring water. She stared straight at the proud Yingluo, her heart helpless.

I want to refute it, but what can I do since it is the fact.

After a long silence, Qingwen snorted coldly, holding her delicate hands in front of her, and said angrily, "Oh, you still have the nerve to criticize me. I don't know who it is, pestering the prince for food. The smell is so nauseating."

It’s just a leak, who’s afraid of who?
Yingluo's pretty face flushed when she heard that. She glared at Qingwen with her bright eyes under her willow-leaf brows in shame and anger, and scolded her, "Who are you talking about, you little slut?"

"My lady, I didn't mention anyone by name. I will blame whoever speaks up out of guilt." Qingwen raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her pink lips curled up, her face full of sarcasm.

Yingluo's anger rose up, her sparkling eyes glared at Qingwen for a moment, then she sneered and said sarcastically, "So what if it's me? I just like to ask the prince for it, which is better than that little bitch who wet the bed and isn't ashamed of it."

When talking about this, Qingwen's charming cheeks flushed like clouds, and her heart was filled with shame.

When she first saw Yingluo, she thought she was being tactless, but when it was her turn, she realized that this was inevitable. She didn't expect that she was so
Biting her lips tightly with pearly teeth, Qingwen blushed and sneered, "The prince doesn't mind, so what does it have to do with you? Oh. Could it be that you are jealous that the prince lets me ride on you? Well, it's because the prince likes me."

Yingluo's cheeks blushed and she looked at Qingwen shyly, unable to speak for a moment.

After helping the prince find the direction that night, she began to tease Qingwen with great interest. Unexpectedly, the prince seemed to vent his anger for Qingwen and let Qingwen dominate her. The touch of their skin left Yingluo speechless.

What was most unexpected to Yingluo was that Qingwen could actually say such a thing.

Okay, if we both want to suffer losses, then come on, who is afraid of who?
On one side, Xiangling listened to the quarrel between the two men, and the details became clearer and clearer, such as "one fish, two meals a day", "like sitting on an ox or a horse", and "one young horse". Xiangling's ears were burning and she could hardly bear it any longer. Fortunately, Xiangling was knowledgeable, otherwise she would have covered her face and fled, and would not have been able to bear the increasingly outrageous words of the two men.

As Qingwen cursed at her with a few words about stinking meat, Yingluo was immediately overwhelmed by shame and anger. She immediately rolled up her sleeves and said, "You little bitch, I'm going to tear your mouth apart."

Qingwen was not a pushover to begin with, and she showed her "brave Qingwen" spirit. Not willing to be outdone, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing two sections of snow-white hair, and raised her eyebrows, saying, "Come on, let's see who can tear whose mouth apart."

Xiangling saw that the two were about to fight, and regardless of her embarrassment, she quickly walked between the two and said, "Stop it, you two."

Xiangling couldn't help but feel upset that her unintentional words had caused the situation to become what it is now.

Qingwen looked at Xiangling standing in the middle, her peach blossom eyes twinkling, and she shouted, "Xiangling, get out of here. Today I'm going to show this little bitch how powerful I am."

Yingluo raised her eyebrows and said unyieldingly, "Xiangling, get out of the way. This won't end until you tear this little bitch's mouth to pieces."

Xiangling stood in the middle and kept persuading them, so how could she dare to leave?

Although the two were cursing at each other, neither of them took the first step, because they knew in their hearts that the prince would not pay attention to their bickering, but if they took action, they would be punished by the prince, so no one took the first step.

But even so, the cursing continued to be heard, and he hoped that the other party would make the first move, and then he would make the move himself, so that the prince would not be able to blame him.

"What are you arguing about?"

Just when the two were arguing fiercely, a familiar voice was suddenly heard, which immediately made them stop talking. Two pairs of crystal eyes looked towards the door, and a hint of unnaturalness appeared on their pretty faces.

Shui Rong frowned as he looked at the three people who were confronting each other in the courtyard. Seeing that no one responded, he asked again, "What happened to make all the noise?"

After he came back from the palace, he planned to change into loose clothes. However, before he entered the yard, he heard a lot of chattering.

Yingluo was startled, her beautiful eyes flickered, she put her slender hands behind her back, rolled down her sleeves inconspicuously, and walked forward and said with a smile: "Your Highness, it's nothing, Xiangling and I were just playing in the yard."

When Qingwen heard this, she glanced at Yingluo with her charming peach blossom eyes, spat inwardly, rolled up her sleeves, and agreed, "Your Majesty, Yingluo is right, we were just joking."

It would be fine if they just quarreled in private, but if the prince got to know about it, both of them would be in trouble.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows, and his handsome face was clearly full of disbelief.

Not to mention that he heard the quarrel between the two "hoofs" when he entered the door for duty, just from the way they rolled up their sleeves, he already knew that they were going to start fighting.

Shui Rong stepped closer and looked at the graceful Xiang Ling. He asked, "Xiang Ling, what do you think these two are doing?"

The three maids around him each have their own strengths, but the most well-behaved one is naturally the timid Xiangling.

Xiangling's heart skipped a beat, and her beautiful eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows glanced at Yingluo and Qingwen. She clenched her bare hands holding the embroidered handkerchief slightly, and then lowered her head again.

Saying that everything is fine would be lying to the prince, and telling the truth would be betraying my sisters. What should I do?

Shui Rong knew what was going on when he saw Xiang Ling's shy and awkward look. He moved to sit on the railing, looked at the three people standing there, and called out, "Come here."

Xiangling was the most well-behaved. She came to Shuirong with her head lowered, looking gentle and weak.

On the other hand, Yingluo and Qingwen were both a little jealous. They looked at each other, and the meaning in their beautiful eyes was probably that it was all your fault. Then they stood in front of Shuirong with their heads lowered.

Seeing the three people like children who made mistakes, Shui Rong couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he thought he couldn't indulge them, so he suppressed his smile and said with a stern face: "Tell me, do you want me to interrogate them one by one?"

Upon hearing this, the three of them were stunned. As the prince's personal maids, they knew that the prince was kind, but they could not deceive him. This was the red line.

The one who reacted the fastest was Qingwen. She knelt on the ground with a plop, raised her charming face, and pouting her pink lips, she said, "Your Highness, it was Yingluo who framed me, so I quarreled with her."

Hearing this, Yingluo had no way to refute it, because it was indeed she who framed Qingwen. She would defend herself in front of others, but she would not say anything in front of the prince.
Yingluo also knelt on the ground and whispered, "My Lord, I was just quick-witted."

At this time, the naive Xiangling also reacted and knelt on the ground with a plop. She looked at Shui Rong with her bright eyes and said, "My lord, it was my mouth that caused this disaster. If you want to blame someone, please blame me alone."

Hearing this, Qingwen couldn't help but retort, "It was Yingluo who arranged this. What does it have to do with you?"

Yingluo was annoyed when she heard this undisguised criticism and was about to retort. However, just as she straightened her chest, she met the young man's gaze and lowered her head like a defeated rooster.

Well, anyway, she couldn't get away from what she had arranged, and saying more would undoubtedly be a sophistry.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the three people kneeling on the ground. He roughly understood what was going on. He thought that Yingluo must have said something hurtful to Qingwen to Xiangling, and Xiangling had told Qingwen in a moment of haste. Qingwen became annoyed and went to confront Yingluo.

The two of them have never gotten along well, so when they start arguing, they just don't care about anything and roll up their sleeves to fight.

She stared at the pitiful Xiangling, the rouge mark on her forehead seemed to exude a strange aura, and asked, "Xiangling, what did Yingluo make up about Qingwen?"

The two of them often quarreled, but there was no scene of fighting. He was curious about what Yingluo said to make Qingwen so furious.

Xiangling's cheeks turned red, and she glanced at Yingluo and Qingwen with her beautiful eyes. She thought that since they had all admitted it, it would not be a problem for her to speak out, so she told Shui Rong what happened.

As Xiangling spoke, Yingluo and Qingwen felt shy, their heads lowered with their chins almost resting on their bodies, and their pretty faces flushed like a blooming flower.

When Shui Rong heard this, his handsome face gradually became strange. He looked at the two people with their heads down, feeling both amused and speechless.

He thought it was just a small matter, but it turned out that the two of them actually revealed the details of that night, making him feel that the two of them were crazy and embarrassed.

After a pause, Shui Rong looked at Ying Luo and asked in a deep voice: "Ying Luo, who else did you tell?"

He doesn't mind if the sisters discuss private matters, but if they spread it to others, it would be considered as a black-hearted person, and no matter how much he loves Yingluo, she will be severely punished.

Yingluo was startled, and quickly raised her head and said, "Your Majesty, I only told Xiangling about it, and I didn't tell anyone else."

If she hadn't been honest with Xiangling, there was no way she would have told anyone about this.

Shui Rong nodded upon hearing this, his handsome face darkened, and he said, "You can quarrel with Qingwen, but remember, there are some bottom lines that cannot be crossed."

He doesn't want to pay attention to it since it hasn't crossed the red line, but he still has to take the necessary precautions.

"Yes, I understand." Yingluo said hurriedly.

Seeing this, Shui Rong said nothing more. His eyes fell on Qingwen, who raised her beautiful head, and said, "Qingwen, this matter is over. Don't make trouble again in the future."

After all, Qingwen can be considered a victim, so the attitude towards her is naturally generalized.

Qingwen was a little unhappy when she heard this, but after all, it was the prince's order, so she had no choice but to pout her pink lips and said, "Yes."

Shui Rong understood what was happening, thought for a moment, stared at the charming face of the girl, and said with a smile: "Okay, next time I will let you beat her."

When Qingwen heard this, her cheeks immediately turned red. She glared at the young man with her beautiful eyebrows, and her charming peach blossom eyes were full of water.

What does it mean to be superior? She knows it. (End of this chapter)