It was already late at night when Concubine Xiao got the news that her son was on death row.
She was just about to go to bed when she heard the news.
"What? The Fourteenth was imprisoned on death row?"
"What did he do? That he was put on death row?"
Concubine Xiao was so frightened that she turned pale. She only had one son, the Fourteenth. Her hope and reliance for the rest of her life rested on the Fourteenth. The Fourteenth was actually imprisoned on death row?
She was so panicked that she got out of bed to put on her shoes and get up to take care of herself.
The visitor continued to reply, "Madam, it is said that the Fourteenth Prince slandered Princess Yongle as a monster."
"This matter is not a big deal, it's just a joke between children. I won't be sent to death row!" Concubine Xiao was full of doubts.
"This is indeed not a big deal. The problem is that because the emperor did not deal with Princess Yongle, he became anxious and said that the emperor was seriously ill."
"What?"
When Concubine Xiao heard this, her heart beat faster and she was about to suffer from a heart attack.
"Mother, please take some medicine quickly?" The girl hurriedly brought Concubine Xiao some medicine for her heart disease and fed it to Concubine Xiao.
After Concubine Xiao ate it, she took a few breaths and said: "This idiot, the Fourteenth, dares to say that the Emperor is seriously ill? This is a blatant insult and curse to the Emperor!"
"If someone uses it to make a fuss, it may be related to seeking power and usurping the throne. They may say that the fourteenth child does not want the emperor and wants to replace him."
"He committed a big taboo!"
"It would be strange not to be put on death row."
"This unsatisfactory thing."
Concubine Xiao was so angry that she punched the ground.
"Your Highness, what should we do now? We can't let His Highness be imprisoned on death row, right? That's a death row, right?" Lu Yin, the maid at the side, asked worriedly.
"Of course not."
While Concubine Xiao was mentally blaming the Fourteenth Prince for not listening to her words and causing trouble for others and herself, Concubine Xiao rushed to the door of Emperor Zhaoning's residence overnight and knelt at the door, begging to see Emperor Zhaoning.
She wants to intercede for the Fourteenth Prince.
But she knelt all night, and Emperor Zhaoning had no intention of seeing her.
The next day Emperor Zhaoning got up and went to court.
In a hurry, Concubine Xiao went to beg the Queen Mother and the Empress again, but she didn't even see them.
Finally, she returned to the same place and asked to see Emperor Zhaoning.
He also saw the little eunuch sending something to Qiu Shuiju.
Something is packed in a box, I don’t know what it is.
But Concubine Xiao had the idea of begging Concubine Li and Jiujiu.
In this situation, the only ones who can speak for her in front of the emperor are Concubine Li and Jiujiu.
No matter how much she doesn't like them, she still has to beg them.
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Qiushuiju.
Di Jiang is teaching Jiujiu how to write, stroke by stroke, and Di Jiang is teaching him very attentively.
He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, Jiujiu would stop learning from him, so he went to find Qi Zhongshu.
He had heard that Qi Zhongshu had returned the contract and begged the emperor to let him issue an order to let Jiujiu become his closed disciple.
Qi Zhongshu had asked for it several times before, but Emperor Zhaoning took Jiujiu's opinion into account and did not agree for the time being.
What Emperor Zhaoning thought was that when Jiujiu was a little older, Di Jiang would no longer be able to teach him.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor sent someone to bring you something." The girl Qiu Shuang said.
"What is it?"
Jiujiu stopped writing, stretched her neck, and looked at Qiu Shuang curiously.
That gossipy look on his face is so cute.
Di Jiang coughed twice and said pitifully: "Jiujiu, don't you like brother Di Jiang teaching you to write? That's why you are half-hearted?"
"Do you want me to replace you with Master Qi?"
"Although Brother Dijiang will be sad because of this, it will be over after a few days. Your opinion is the most important."
"No, no, no." Jiujiu said, "Brother Di Jiang is the best. Jiujiu likes to be taught by brother Di Jiang."
"Furthermore, the mother-in-law also said that Brother Dijiang is knowledgeable, knows everything, and knows how to teach Jiujiu. He is more suitable to be Jiujiu's teacher than Mr. Qi."
"Although Master Qi is the greatest Confucian, he may not be as good as Brother Di Jiang in teaching."
"Because brother Dijiang knows better how to make Jiujiu take the initiative to learn."
The last words are true.
For example, at this moment, Jiujiu was no longer half-hearted because of Di Jiang's words. She concentrated on writing without any distractions.
She said disdainfully: "What's so good about the excitement? I won't watch the excitement anymore."
Di Jiang smiled happily, "Brother Di Jiang now believes that Jiujiu likes to be taught by brother Di Jiang."
Jiujiu practiced calligraphy, while Di Jiang watched from the side, holding Jiujiu's hand from time to time, and led Jiujiu to write a few words with his ears red.
Di Jiang loved reading when he was young. When he came to Xichu as a hostage, he would not let go of the scroll every day and would often practice calligraphy.
His handwriting was very good, which Jiujiu admired very much.
After Jiujiu was led to finish writing, she started practicing on her own. She was immersed in writing and wrote for a long time before she stopped.
Di Jiang saw her handwriting and said, "Jiujiu's handwriting has improved recently."
"Brother Di Jiang taught me well."
"That's all for today's study!" Di Jiang saw that it was almost time and put the books he had brought with him into the cage.
Jiujiu said: "Brother Di Jiang of the Jiujiu Gang."
Jiujiu helped Di Jiang collect the books. Unknowingly, her hand touched Di Jiang's hand several times. Di Jiang's ears always turned red because of this, but she couldn't notice it.
After packing the box and cage, Di Jiang took the box and cage and left in a hurry with Chu Yang.
After leaving Qiushui Residence, Chu Yang asked in confusion: "Your Highness, why are you leaving so fast?"
"No one is chasing me."
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After Jiujiu was free, he finally had time to look at the things that Emperor Zhaoning sent to Concubine Li.
It's a portrait.
Portrait of Concubine Li.
Emperor Zhaoning painted it himself.
Jiujiu and Concubine Li didn't know that Concubine Li stared at the portrait for a long time and didn't see anything, so she stopped looking and threw it aside.
Nan Yuanxiang also came.
Jiujiu and Nan Yuanxiang looked at the painting and started discussing, "Who is this ghost in the painting?"
Concubine Li shook her head, "I don't know."
"I don't know either. Look at this painter's work? Was it a sleepwalking painting?" Nan Yuanxiang said, covering her mouth and laughing.
Jiujiu nodded in agreement, "Well, it's a dream-walking painting, but I don't know who painted it? It's hard to look straight at it. Did my father send the wrong thing?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Concubine Xiao arrived.
Concubine Xiao entered Qiushui Residence crying. As soon as she entered, she knelt down in front of Concubine Li and Jiujiu and said, "Concubine Li, Your Highness, please help me!"
