Butler Zhu couldn't figure out the meaning of this imperial edict. He was not qualified to ask for an audience with the emperor, but he ran to Prince Qing's Mansion anxiously and wanted to know what was going on.
"Steward Zhu, you also know that I have always been an idle prince and a useless person! This is what the Emperor and the Empress Dowager have decided. What can I do?"
Prince Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at Butler Zhu who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot in front of him. The emperor really was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch. Even Prince Xuan had not responded yet, but the steward couldn't sit still.
"My lord, you have the best relationship with my prince. You also know who the prince pretends to be. Please, please..."
Before Butler Zhu finished speaking, Prince Qing's face had turned cold. He looked at Butler Zhu with cold eyes and said sternly:
"What do I know? Butler Zhu, I don't know anything. But then again, as a slave, you know a lot..."
A slave should behave like a slave. This butler is really busy.
After working for so many years, doesn’t he even understand that he can’t guess his master’s thoughts at will?
After being glared at by King Qing, Butler Zhu also felt that he had gone too far. He was just a slave. When did it become his turn to speak about the master's affairs?
It's okay if the prince doesn't blame him, but blaming him would be a head-scratching matter.
Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He had just followed Prince Xuan for a long time and knew that Prince Xuan would not like the princess, so...
"This matter was personally ordered by the Empress Dowager. I am powerless to do anything about it. Butler Zhu, a servant is a servant on many things. It is better to think carefully before speaking. Otherwise, if you are not careful..."