"Buy one and pay five. If the princess wins, wouldn't five thousand taels become twenty-five thousand?"
Although Zhu Lian had suffered many grievances, she was still the most powerful princess in the Song Dynasty. Faced with Han Mulu's provocation, Zhu Lian stood upright and ignored Han Mulu as if he were nothing.
Seeing that Zhu Lian was not easy to deal with, Han Mulu secretly cursed him as a bitch, and then turned his spear and targeted Zheng Qingyun.
"I don't know how many times Miss Zheng has to sell smiles to earn so much money."
Zheng Qingyun's cheeks turned red instantly. Being a singer will always be a stain that she can't get rid of.
Although the prince and your majesty have made an agreement, as long as Yizhou is defended, your majesty will make Zheng Qingyun the county king.
In front of his eyes, Zheng Qingyun is still a singer, it is an indisputable fact.
Seeing that Zheng Qingyun was so ashamed, Han Mulu became even more proud, and immediately shouted: "How dare you not answer my question to you?"
"Your Majesty, please judge. This bitch is clearly deliberately despising official authority."
"And to dare to be so arrogant in front of His Majesty is even more contempt for the Holy Power!"
If the official is not guilty, no matter how exaggerated Han Mulu is, Zhao Ji will not refute him.
Moreover, Zhao Ji also sincerely despises this despicable woman. To ignore is to acquiesce, and to acquiesce is to condone.
Zheng Qingyun was afraid of causing trouble for the palace, so he had to lower his head and answer: "The slave family... has never sold jokes, so of course they don't know how much money they can make by selling smiles."
This answer is quite clever.
Even Zhu Lian secretly praised Zheng Qingyun. Although Zheng Qingyun came from a humble background and was introverted and shy, he was as smart as any official daughter.
Han Mulu snorted softly: "So, you only sell yourself?"
As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of snickers in the private room. Although the officials were afraid of Zhao Huan's violence, they were naturally happy to see Zhao Huan's woman being humiliated.
Faced with such slander, Zheng Qingyun couldn't help but tighten his fists.
She didn't care about her reputation, but she was afraid that she would discredit the palace. How could she not know that Han Mulu was humiliating her on the surface, but in fact he was humiliating Zhao Huan.
"How can you, a minister of household affairs and such a big official, slander someone's innocence with empty words?"
"Although the slave family was sold by the officials, they refused to obey until death, and they are still innocent to this day."
"If the slave family is even the slightest bit dirty, the slave family will disappear on its own without the prince opening his mouth."
Not only did Han Mulu not restrain himself at all, but he intensified his behavior.
"If you don't accept my scolding, you can go to the Ministry of Personnel or the Ministry of Rites to sue me. It's not your turn to defend yourself."
"I think you just don't take me seriously."
No matter how Zheng Qingyun explains it, he can't escape Han Mulu's trap. After all, Han Mulu wants to trouble her, so he can just make up any excuse.
Seeing that Zheng Qingyun was about to be charged with "contempt of official authority".
At the critical moment, Zhu Lian stood up and scolded in a cold voice: "I don't take you seriously, so what can I do?"
"How dare you touch the king's woman?"
"Master Han, I advise you to accept it as soon as you are ready. Don't let the king teach you a lesson in person!"
The officials who had been snickering just now were silent for a moment. They knew Zhao Huan's methods very well. No matter whether they were mocking or abusing behind his back, they could never get under Zhao Huan's nose.
Han Mulu was almost choked to death. Zhao Huan was unreasonable. If he knew about this, he would dare to rush over and slap him.
"The king...the princess is so powerful."
Han Mulu could only say a dry sarcasm.
However, Zhu Lian was full of disdain and said disdainfully: "I am the princess. If I am afraid of you and the Minister of Household Affairs, wouldn't I be discrediting the prince? Isn't it really belittling the majesty of the royal family!"
"I would like to ask you, the king is standing behind me, does he have the arrogance to face you, the Minister of Household Affairs?"
Han Mulu's face turned red. He never expected that now, even a little Zhu Lian would not be able to deal with him.
This is what is called...the husband sings and the wife follows?
Cai Jing's expression on the side was extremely ugly, and he secretly scolded Han Mulu for being useless, but he was unwilling to confront Zhu Lian in person. After all, it was not the time for him and Zhao Huan to break up.
Even Zhao Ji couldn't stand it anymore and snorted coldly: "Hold your voice, don't ruin my pleasure!"
As soon as Zhao Ji opened his mouth, Han Mulu retreated angrily.
Zhu Lian protected Zheng Qingyun behind him, ignoring the strange looks from the officials, and just looked at Chuanzi.
Zheng Qingyun's eyes were red, and he whispered behind Zhu Lian: "Thank you, sister..."
Zhu Lianyun said lightly: "You call me sister, how can I watch you being bullied?"
"How many times have I told you, don't take these so-called ministers seriously, you are the king's beloved, how dare they touch a hair on your head?"
The king's love...
Zheng Qingyun's heart was pounding, because Zhao Huan loved her, and she was safe even when facing the ministers of the court.
What kind of blessing did she have in her previous life to become Zhao Huan's love?
The lower-level officials who witnessed the entire incident exchanged glances.
From this moment, all officials in the DPRK and China understood a truth.
Zhu Lian is no longer the resigned and helpless princess she once was.
As the married wife of Zhao Huan, Zhu Lian was the only person in the entire Song Dynasty who could call herself "Princess" without adding any prefix.
This also means... no one can provoke Zhu Lian in the future, otherwise they will just wait for Wang's wrath!
The chess game in Hongyan Pavilion is still going on, and Zhao Huan's answer is both unexpected and reasonable.
At this time, the questions and answers have been switched, and Zhao Huan is now asking the question.
Zhao Huan shook the bell without hesitation, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Dare you ask Guilin Master Li about your age?"
Li Shishi had already gone through all the possible questions that Zhao Huan might have. He felt that he was extremely well prepared and would not refuse anyone who came.
As a result, when Zhao Huan opened his mouth, Li Shishi was stunned.
this……
What is this problem called?
Master Li's handsome little face couldn't help but fall, and he said angrily: "My lord, do you still remember that you and I were burning incense and discussing strategies?"
Zhao Huan shrugged and said disapprovingly: "Don't worry about what I ask. You have to answer when I ask, don't you?"
Zhao Huan wants to turn the debate competition into truth or dare.
After all, he was very interested in the first courtesan in the Song Dynasty.
And I also want to find out what her ending is. Wouldn’t it be interesting to solve one of this eternal mysteries?
The singers watching around rolled their eyes.
"The prince is so evil, he actually took this opportunity to find out the name of the owner of the museum, eh..."
"My lord, you must have fallen in love with the owner, right?"
"I think so! After all, the owner of the museum is as beautiful as a fairy. Who doesn't love her among all the men in the world?"
Although everyone knows that Master Li is His Majesty's confidante, the atmosphere in the Song Dynasty is extremely open. As the saying goes, gentle ladies and gentlemen are very fond of...