The disturbances in the harem soon spread throughout the government and the public.
The courtiers were talking a lot, and Wang Chang's backbone was straight. When he went to court to face the sullen Duke Chen Guogong, he no longer had any respect or awe, and he was completely equal in dealing with each other.
Some people looked on and sneered, while some officials took the initiative to respond and were unspeakably flattering.
"My lords, you are welcome. There will be a banquet at Wang's house tonight, and I would like to invite you to enjoy it."
"I'll wait for sure!"
It's about the dragon heir, and all the officials are beaming with joy, but in reality things are treacherous and undercurrents are surging.
"Bastard thing!"
Returning to the Duke's Mansion, Chen Guogong broke the priceless glass lamp, and the mansion was eerily quiet.
A letter was handed into his hands, it was Chen Yuru's personal secret letter.
He was silent for a long time, then called his chief staff member, Shi Donghai, known as Little Ghost Valley, and the two of them entered the secret room together.
"My lord, something is wrong with the atmosphere in the court. There are some things that I shouldn't say that are not worth saying." Shi Donghai lowered his head and frowned.
Chen Guogong said displeasedly: "What time has it been? Is there anything else that can't be said?"
"Even if Your Majesty is determined to give birth to a dragon heir, he should be a noble person in the harem, but he is a talented person. I thought that His Majesty has an expert to guide him."
"go on."
Chen Guogong came to the bookshelf with his hands behind his back, his expression gloomy.
"Your Majesty has spent three years fighting against the Duke of the country. How can he be willing to surrender his power? This move is aimed at disrupting the court situation and profiting from it."
Shi Donghai expressed his opinion.
It is not difficult to see from Wang Chang's successful performance that the emperor's method worked.
"Dragon Si must be in my hands."
The reason why Chen Guogong sent his daughter to the palace was for the dragon heir. He didn't look down on a mere Wang Chang.
Shi Donghai said bluntly: "I don't recommend following His Majesty's pace."
"The harem is very important. Immediately send a message to Xinan. Diao Changming will come back and ask him to enter the palace in person to solve the Wang family's evil obstacles."
"But……"
Shi Donghai still wanted to give advice, but Chen Guogong interrupted him, "There is no solution to the mother-child poison. Anyway, the old guy doesn't have much time. You can write a letter yourself and send it to the palace to make the queen feel at ease."
"I obey my orders."
Shi Donghai let out a long sigh and took the order. Then he called someone to secretly investigate the palace to see if there were any experts around the emperor.
The night is as cool as water, and there are stars.
In the woodshed of the imperial dining hall, a woman's deep scream and a man's sickly evil laughter came from the room.
Zhao An pushed open the door, and the fat eunuch Fuquan, the head of the imperial kitchen, tied a hot maid's legs and feet to the four corners of the table with ropes. He smeared lard all over her body, and then covered her with a shiny pink skin. The scalding hot dishes were placed on her skin, and the maid's eyes were filled with tears from the pain.
A feast of human bodies?
Zhao An's eyes almost popped out of his head, Fatty was playing so pervertedly!
In that world, he did all the fancy things that the upper class liked!
Zhao An knocked on the door, and Fu Quan was startled. He put down his things and ran out. When he saw Zhao An admiring the moon under the tree with a fly whisk, he suddenly looked uneasy and said, "It turns out that Eunuch Zhao is here. Why is the wind blowing you?" coming."
"It's a long night, Your Majesty wants the Za family to send some food to Xiaoxiang Pavilion."
"Wait a moment, I'll get ready."
Facing the famous man next to the emperor, Fuquan didn't dare to delay at all and went to call someone immediately.
Zhao An raised his sword eyebrows and ordered: "You personally take charge of the dish."
"must!"
Fuquan didn't forget to look back before leaving, for fear that Zhao An would see his shady habits.
When he walked away, Zhao An pushed open the door. When the tied maid saw the stranger, she felt ashamed and turned her face in shame and anger.
Zhao An has never seen a woman push oil in his two lifetimes. The oiled beauty's body is indescribably tempting, especially when the other person's hands and feet are tied at this moment, like a piece of pork on the chopping board for everyone to taste, without any resistance.
Zhao An resisted the urge, swallowed, and carefully appreciated the seductive beauty, "What is your name, and why are you here?"
"Slave Hong Luan, the personal maid of Concubine Yun of Tianyun Courtyard." She said, tears of humiliation sliding down like broken beads.
Concubine Yun...
Zhao An has some remaining memories.
It was Concubine Yun who was executed by everyone in her family.
Her father was Guo Sheng, the Minister of Household Affairs. Because he was impeached by Chen Guogong for corruption, the whole family was executed. Concubine Yun was sent to the deserted Tianyun Court.
All his maids and eunuchs were brought into the show room as slaves.
Hong Luan was probably her only maid, but she was still remembered.
With this thought in his mind, Zhao An felt a little more sympathy for the master and servant, and most of his evil thoughts disappeared.
"Why did Fuquan arrest you?"
"He didn't capture the slave, but the slave volunteered, because I don't know since when, he often forgets to send food to Tianyunyuan."
Speaking of this, Hong Luan burst into tears.
"That damn fat boy! Don't be afraid, I will let you go now."
Zhao An Yangyang smiled and planned to untie the rope, but she was startled and shook her head hurriedly, "Don't let go, otherwise this slave will not be able to get food. What will the queen do?"
She is truly loyal.
Zhao An suddenly felt that this cold and ruthless harem had a rare touch of humanity.
A sense of justice that should not have arisen quietly grew and spread in my heart.
"Don't worry, my name is Zhao Dezhu."
Zhao An blinked and untied the rope.
Her big hand inadvertently touched the shiny and plump peaks. She blushed and her emotions were indescribably complicated and hesitant.
She didn't know what the purpose of the eunuch in front of her was. When she regained her freedom, she fell to her knees with a plop and wailed: "Master Zhao, please give me something to eat."
"You get dressed first."
Zhao An left the woodshed without saying a word, quickly closed the door and went straight to the imperial dining room.
Squeak!
There was a constant sound of cooking and frying. In the smoke, Fuquan's face was trembling with fat, and he cursed the eunuchs fiercely to work harder.
"Didn't my father-in-law say that you should take charge of it yourself?"
Zhao An came behind him and said quietly.
Fuquan was startled and turned around with an apologetic smile on his face, "Eunuch Zhao, you see there are no outsiders here. These guys are very good at cooking. I guarantee that Concubine Wang will like them."
"I told you to take charge of it yourself."
Zhao An's eyes were slightly sinister, and when he came, he laid out the late-night snack ordered by the emperor and asked him to cook it himself.
But he actually dared to violate the rules in person.
Meow!
You might as well do something else in the future!
"Eunuch Zhao..."
Fuquan froze, as if he didn't expect Zhao An to be serious with him.
As everyone knows, Zhao An came here simply to find trouble. The former Minister of Household Affairs died in the hands of Chen Guogong, and Concubine Yun was naturally the empress' die-hard loyalist and future ally.
How could he be bullied by a dead eunuch like him!
Seeing that Fu Quan was stiff and unmoved, Zhao An waved to several eunuchs who were cooking, signaling for them to get out of the stove.
Then he flew up and kicked Fuquan over, cursing: "You do it!"
