bayedsolid Chapter 167 The Rich Woman and the Noblewoman
Chapter 167 The Rich Woman and the Noblewoman
Chapter 167 The Rich and Powerful Woman
Big Fatty Orange, having experienced the struggle for the throne among the princes, possesses exceptional emotional regulation skills.
They quickly recovered from their initial grief and other emotions.
He looked expressionlessly at Su Peisheng, who was standing to the side.
Su Peisheng huddled up like a frightened quail, not daring to lift his head even slightly.
Big Fat Orange said in a deep voice:
"Has the matter been investigated and clarified?"
"I've given you so much time. If you still haven't figured it out, then you old codger should probably retire early."
Su Peisheng's heart tightened when he heard what the fat orange said.
He was still hesitating whether or not to present the thing hidden in his sleeve to the fat orange.
After all, this matter is of great importance, and the Emperor would surely be furious if he saw the result.
If you're not careful, you might get yourself into big trouble.
But the big orange cat's words made him dare not hesitate any longer.
He knew very well that there was no such thing as early retirement for them, the personal eunuchs.
Once they lost the emperor's trust, only a tragic end awaited them.
So Su Peisheng immediately took out a folded paper from his sleeve, strode over to the big, fat orange cat,
He bowed with both hands, held up the folded document, presented it to the large, fat orange cat, and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty, this servant has investigated thoroughly. This is the evidence I have compiled. Please take a look."
Big Fatty Orange took the folded document expressionlessly, opened it, and his brows furrowed tightly, revealing...
However, he was dissatisfied with the contents of the memorial.
Su Peisheng, on the other hand, had been like a frightened rabbit ever since he handed the memorial to the fat orange dog.
He quickly retreated to his original position and continued to act like a quail.
Fearing that he would be caught in the crossfire of the fat orange cat's rage.
He had personally been overseeing this matter, so he was naturally very clear about the contents of the report.
Based on his understanding of the Emperor, he was certain that the contents of this memorial would enrage the Emperor!
As expected, the fat orange cat's face grew increasingly gloomy as it looked at the folded paper.
Like the sky before a storm, it evokes a sense of inexplicable oppression and fear.
As he read the memorial more deeply, his brow furrowed deeper and deeper, until finally he couldn't help but slam his hand on the table.
The vibrations made the cups on the table clang.
"Great, excellent!"
The fat orange cat said angrily, "What a good mother of mine! She won't stop until I'm childless!"
They actually allowed that wicked woman, Ulanara, to bring smallpox scabs into the palace.
"It caused my sons to contract smallpox, and that's how Lingxi and Hongzhan died!"
His voice echoed through the palace, filled with anger and resentment.
Big Fatty Orange was truly heartbroken; he couldn't understand why the Empress Dowager would be so biased.
Both were her sons, and the Empress Dowager treated her sixth and fourteenth brothers, who had died young, with utmost kindness.
Only he was consistently ignored and suppressed by the Empress Dowager.
Now that the Empress Dowager is paralyzed, she still helps Ulanara, her niece who is only a distant relative.
She came to harm her son, and these were her own grandsons.
The big, fat orange cat was so angry that it trembled all over. It stood up and paced back and forth in the hall.
"I have fulfilled my filial duties to the Empress Dowager over the years, so why does she treat me like this!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. If the Empress Dowager treated him this way, then he, her son, shouldn't be blamed for being heartless.
And then there's that wicked woman, Ulanara, who committed so many evil deeds in the past.
But out of consideration for their past relationship, he merely deposed her as empress and imprisoned her in Jingren Palace.
Unexpectedly, she was still restless, hiding behind the scenes and stirring up trouble.
It caused Hongchang and the others to contract smallpox, and killed Lingxi and Hongzhan.
Such a vicious woman deserves to die ten thousand times over, and that still wouldn't appease my hatred.
I absolutely cannot let her go. Rouze, I have already been more than tolerant of her. Don't blame me for going against your last wishes.
The chubby orange cat paced for a moment, then suddenly stopped, its eyes cold and resolute.
He turned to look at Su Peisheng, his voice low but carrying an undeniable authority:
"Su Peisheng, convey my decree: Ulanara clan has spread smallpox and harmed imperial heirs; their crimes are unforgivable!"
"Execute him immediately! As for the Empress Dowager..."
The chubby orange cat paused, a complex emotion flashing in its eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, the chubby orange continued.
“Remove all her honors and offerings, leaving only two lowly maids to serve her.”
Upon hearing this, Su Peisheng's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down. He quickly replied:
"The slave obeys the order!"
He knew very well that the Emperor had truly lost heart towards the Empress Dowager this time.
Once someone is truly enraged, no one can stop them.
However, just as Su Peisheng was about to turn around and convey the imperial decree,
He suddenly remembered his master's message, and a sense of hesitation crept into his heart.
At such a time, the slightest carelessness could bring about one's own death.
But he dared not disobey his master's orders.
After thinking for a moment, Su Peisheng still mustered up the courage to speak, his voice trembling slightly.
Big Orange was clearly impatient with his hesitation. He glared at Su Peisheng and snapped:
“Speak your mind, but if you are pleading for that wicked woman, then there is no need to say anything more.”
After speaking, the chubby orange cat narrowed its eyes and stared intently at Su Peisheng, its eyes filled with suspicion.
Su Peisheng quickly shook his head. Of course, he dared not and would not plead for Ulanara. He only hesitated and said:
"The Consort Wan must be deeply grieving the loss of her child."
Her Majesty's health is not good; if she continues to wallow in grief, it will only make things worse. Perhaps..."
After listening to Su Peisheng's words, the chubby orange remained silent for a while, then slowly said:
"What you said does make some sense. Huanhuan's health has been poor since giving birth to the twins."
Now that Lingxi and Hongzhan have died young, she must be very sad and heartbroken.
We can't let her continue to wallow in this state.
Just say what you think.
When Zhen Huan suffered a miscarriage, she was depressed for a long time.
Su Peisheng hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, people say that a mother's love makes her strong."
Princess Lingxi and Prince Hongzhan are the apple of Consort Wan's eye.
Now that they have been deposed and killed, one can only imagine the pain the Empress is feeling.
At this point, Su Peisheng paused slightly, then cautiously continued:
"Therefore, this servant dares to suggest that we hand over the deposed empress to Consort Wan for her disposal."
This way, the Empress can vent her anger and also feel better.
After hearing Su Peisheng's words, the chubby orange cactus narrowed its eyes slightly and pondered for a moment.
After a while, he slowly nodded and said:
"Your idea is not bad. Huanhuan has always been clever and quick-witted."
She would be more suitable than anyone else to deal with the Ulanara clan.
Moreover, this also provides her with an outlet to vent her grief.
This will help alleviate some of the pain in her heart.
Su Peisheng was overjoyed to see that the chubby orange had agreed to his proposal. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying:
"Your Majesty is wise! This servant will make the arrangements immediately and will certainly not disappoint Your Majesty and the Empress."
Big Orange waved his hand, signaling Su Peisheng to step down. Su Peisheng, having received the order, hurriedly left as if granted a pardon.