webnovelfull Chapter 179: Tempting the Inner Demon
Chapter 179: Tempting the Inner Demon
Shisiniang left Beijing, and Zhao Fangyu and Zhao Fangjin saw her off. Before she got on board, they received news that the war situation in Longxi had worsened.
"You have heard the news. It may be inconvenient to go back to Longxi now. The journey is long and there is no one to pick you up."
Now that Zhao Zhirun has become an official, he will go to Sichuan and Shu to take up his post after this batch of officials have been evaluated. He cannot send Shisiniang back to Longxi either.
The war situation in Longxi was dangerous. Shisiniang encountered foreign tribes on the road. In order to protect herself, Sun Heyun had to push Sun Liuniang out to stop the enemy. No one escorted Shisiniang back to the Li family. It was uncertain how many things she would encounter along the way, and no one was at ease.
Obviously, Shisiniang knew that returning home at this time would only cause trouble for the family, so the eldest lady sent someone over, and Shisiniang moved back in Zhanmeilu.
Cui Zimin in the crowd breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Shisiniang would insist on returning to Longxi and encounter danger on the way, and he would not be able to protect her.
The world is not at peace, and there is no place more stable than Shangjing.
Zhao Fangyu told Zhou Qinghe about what happened in Longxi. The couple usually didn't have much free time, so today they had a rare moment of free time, so they set up a set of Go on the Luohan bed and played some chess.
Zhao Fangyu plays the white pieces, and Zhou Qinghe plays the black pieces.
Zhou Qinghe was doing two things at once: "Almost. A few days ago, the Jinyiwei received news that the foreign tribes were about to unite."
The scene that you least want to see is slowly approaching in a way that is visible to the naked eye.
But neither Zhou Qinghe nor Zhao Fangyu could withstand this overwhelming situation.
The world situation has been silent for a long time.
The foreign tribes have changed, but Daliang is no longer the same Daliang as before.
The beam is retreating. It looks like a sea of flowers, but in fact it is weak inside, just a paper lantern. Even a gust of wind can extinguish the light.
The game of chess became less and less interesting, and Zhou Qinghe actually didn't understand what he was insisting on.
"Will you be confused?"
In Zhou Qinghe's opinion, Zhao Fangyu would not be confused.
She was frighteningly determined.
She knows what she wants and she will get it, no matter what the cost.
She wanted money, so she had a steady stream of sellers from the fourteen states, and even her business could be done beyond Daliang.
She wanted power and burned down her own teahouse. When Concubine Dan cried, the Imperial Concubine fell into a lower position, and even the Third Prince was targeted by the people from the Censorate.
Because the arsonist came from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The dim sum in the teahouse is exquisite and inexpensive. Many court officials like to have breakfast there. The waiters are also attentive, and some officials from poor families can also go to the teahouse to have a bite to eat.
Therefore, the incorruptible imperial censors loved teahouses the most.
When the teahouse burned down, the censors were the first to stand up and curse. They were the best at unraveling the mystery, and it was they who found out that people from the Prime Minister's residence had been eyeing Princess Crane's dowry. Not only that, these arsonists also held the attitude of destroying what they could not get, so they burned down one of Princess Crane's dowry shops - the teahouse.
What a shameless act!
The prime minister should have been an important official in the court, but he was favored because of his relationship with the emperor. Life was not easy for the third prince and the prime minister.
It doesn't kill, but it's disgusting.
In Zhou Qinghe's opinion, no matter what Zhao Fangyu wants to do, she can definitely do it.
To Zhou Qinghe, her determination was simply unbelievable.
How could someone be so determined?
Zhao Fangyu placed a piece on the chessboard at an extremely fast speed. In just a few moves, he had captured a large number of Zhou Qinghe's pieces.
"Why not? Everyone has moments of confusion."
Zhou Qinghe sighed softly. Even she would be confused...
Zhao Fangyu raised her eyelids and glanced at the gloomy Zhou Qinghe. She had already seen that he was absent-minded, but she didn't expect that he had been holding it in for such a long time and finally uttered such a sentence.
"Is this what you want to ask?"
Zhou Qinghe shook his head, his eyes following the white smoke rising slowly from the incense burner.
"Not entirely. I just feel a little lost because I can't do anything about the building being toppled."
After hearing this, Zhao Fangyu understood.
Because of identity.
Zhou Qinghe's identity gave him the natural opportunity to help Daliang change its destiny and become the driving force behind the Daliang Kingdom.
He probably imagined many times how he could save Daliang, but the reality was contrary to his imagination.
Even if the emperor appointed a mediocre person, he would not let Zhou Qinghe become the crown prince. Zhou Qinghe knew clearly that these princes were all good-for-nothings and none of them had the ability to turn the tide.
He could only watch clearly as the Daliang building slowly tilted until it collapsed.
Everything he did, even if he tried his best, was just to make a part of the building look better.
It is impossible to stop the foreign cavalry, nor to save the people who are about to be trampled by war.
"You are a soft-hearted person."
"To me, your highness's pure heart is invaluable."
"Your Highness, if you want to do something, just do it. Fight for it, fight for it. It's better than waiting to be killed."
"The purpose of life is to have enough food and clothing. With power and money, there are many more worries. Your Highness should have fewer worries than others."
Since Zhou Qinghe never owned anything from the beginning to the end, he doesn't care about anything.
Once a decision is made, it will be terrifyingly firm.
Zhao Fangyu actually didn't understand why Zhou Qinghe didn't establish his power early on given his status, but he later realized it was because he didn't dare.
He was too soft-hearted, so he didn't want to implicate others. The only ones he could use were a hanging wall and a few deadpools in the dark. Although they were called deadpools, they didn't actually do any dangerous tasks. Two of them even stayed in Suyun Palace to take care of Concubine Li.
He was ready to die at any time. He had resisted, but his resistance was not thorough because the person sitting there was the emperor, his father, so all he could think of was to let his father kill him and put an end to it all.
But he was unwilling to accept that his father had no affection for him and only used him like a dog.
He understood everything, including that the emperor would not like him, but he still longed for the emperor's eyes to fall on him for a moment.
In modern times, it is like an inferior child who was tortured by family cold violence in childhood. Whatever he likes will be destroyed, and he even has to watch it with his own eyes. He understands it, but he doesn't understand how anyone can not love his own child.
To this day, these are like thorns, piercing that overly soft heart. He seems cynical and indestructible, but in fact he is sometimes so fragile that even Zhao Fangyu feels pity for him.
The greatest rebellion he could think of was probably to send her away and to protect himself for the sake of his mother by bringing down the eldest prince.
This is not a rebellion, but a sense of responsibility.
Zhao Fangyu wanted to turn this soft-heartedness into new strength to support him in fighting, competing, and changing the situation.
"Your Highness, have you ever seen the poorest people?"
"The poorest people can't even afford to eat."
"The grass roots and tree barks will be eaten away. If they can't find food, they will eat Guanyin soil. If there is no water, they will drink blood. They have no clothes to cover their bodies. Even rain is a blessing to them."
"People like these are also the people of Daliang."