Chapter 37 How empty are you, actually counting this
"That's right. I would rather be a well-known concubine than the nameless mistress of this other house."
"Life is short, and it is rare to be confused. Luo Chang'an, living a confused life is the best for you. With your own efforts, you are really weak."
Luo Changan often did not understand Di Qianao's words, and sometimes felt that he was a god who knew everything. However, no resistance could stop her from taking revenge.
"My slave, don't live in ignorance. I am pedantic and vulgar, and I have known how to care about things since I was a child. Luo Changan has his own intention in collecting Murong Jue's gold jewelry today. Although I am poor, I do not need the emperor's financial reward. If the emperor wants to reward me,
It is better to supervise the work of the slave. If the slave does well, then promote the slave. Today is a great opportunity, but the slave has given up."
"With your stubborn attitude, do you think I will promote you?"
"..." Luo Changan glanced at him quietly and said, "I should be able to do it. My slave's business ability is also quite strong."
"You are far from blindly confident." Di Qianao snorted coldly, "Since you regard money as dirt, I confiscated this big gold chain and gold and jade necklace."
As Di Qianao said that, he used the wind of his palm to shake up the two gold ornaments. There was only a flash of golden light. Luo Changan didn't even see where the things went, and they disappeared. This thing would only bring trouble.
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She quickly turned back to stare at Di Qianao, and whispered: "Emperor, those...those two pieces of gold jewelry..."
She is still useful! Especially the gold and jade necklace, she is even more useful. It would be very interesting if Song Panyan could see this gold and jade necklace in her hand.
"What?" he asked knowingly.
"No...it's nothing." Luo Changan felt that this was outrageous. She felt that she had lost money. She had just established a high-class image in front of him and treated money like dirt. As a result, the emperor didn't take away her things as if they were playing with her.
Not a single echo was heard and then it was gone.
They always confiscate things from her!
"Yeah." Di Qian'ao responded softly.
"If nothing happens to the emperor, I will resign." Luo Changan thought that she was still on vacation and was only busy fishing for Murong Jue's affection and trying to revive Song Panyan. She had not yet burned paper money for her parents.
Di Qianao calmly played word games with her, "Something's wrong."
"Since I have something to do," Luo Chang'an said honestly, "then I'll call Aunt Mei to take care of you. I'll tell you the truth. I'm on vacation today. It's not right for the emperor to treat you like that just now. I'm not doing you a favor today."
"I have to wait for you to turn over the sign." Di Qianao narrowed his eyes, "Did you get my permission for your vacation?"
"..." Good guy, does the slave need the emperor's personal permission to ask for leave? She is not a big shot, so there is no need to do that. She said neither humble nor arrogantly: "This slave asked Aunt Mei for leave, and Aunt Mei granted the leave.
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"Aunt Mei's words don't count. You must ask for leave with my permission."
"But Article 30 and Point 16 of the Palace Rules says that you can ask for leave from the superior directly under you and get approval." Luo Changan argued hard. She copied this rule ten times and kept it in mind. It was impossible.
Misremembered.
"The rules have changed. Now you need to apply to me."
Luo Changan was stunned, could the palace rules be changed overnight? "I'm sorry, emperor, can you tell me when the palace rules were changed?"
"Now, just changed."
"...The leave rules for all slaves have been changed?"
"You are the only one who changed it." Di Qianao stared at Luo Changan's expression, liking to see her cowardly way of silently enduring it if she couldn't kill him.
This is obviously aimed at her.
Luo Changan dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, his cheeks were bulging, and he secretly glared at Di Qianao, it was really too much. Just now, she was grateful that he trusted her, but now he is making things difficult for a humble slave like her for fun.
Is she his after-dinner pastime?... It seems so.
However, she needed to seduce this person and please him in every possible way. But he actually treated her like a little pet in a cage. He would fiddle with her a few times when he thought of it and watch her stagger around in embarrassment. It was so hateful.
Luo Changan remembered that the anniversary of his family's death had passed a long time and he had not gone to pay homage. Now that the holiday had been wasted, he couldn't help but feel sad and his eyes became red. He even swallowed: "I beg the emperor to allow me two days of leave. I want to go."
Pay homage to my parents and keep them company all night long. The older generation said that the gate at Yinsi opens at midnight, and they have to go back when the cock crows in the early morning. I need two days of leave anyway."
She is quite professional, but luckily she came up with the words "Yinsi Gate" to frustrate him.
Di Qianao didn't make it difficult for her, but he just wanted to control her whereabouts in his hands, so he whispered: "Fake leave."
Hearing this, Luo Changan felt a little relieved and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Emperor, for your kindness."
Luo Changan stood up and planned to get off the carriage and leave. Although he didn't know where he was, he should go out first, otherwise it would be bad if he went back on his leave.
However, the carriage suddenly moved, and she was sitting in Di Qianao's arms. His slender arms were wrapped around her waist, and he whispered: "I will go with you."
Luo Changan said hurriedly: "No need, it's really not necessary."
She did not want to reveal the cause of her parents' death to anyone.
It was too complicated. She didn't dare to reveal even a few words. She didn't believe anyone. She didn't have any chance to come back. She could only play this revenge game once!
But he was too weak. It is said that the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty and the Right Minister were the emperor's capable ministers. They often discussed politics and affairs together and won the emperor's trust and importance.
The emperor is not a person who can be trusted!
She is so humble, if the emperor knows that her purpose is to eliminate half of the emperor's government and his family, it will definitely cause chaos in the court.
In order to maintain stability, the emperor will definitely get rid of her as an unknown person and keep the overall situation stable. The scandals of the right minister and the prime minister are no different from the scandals of the imperial court.
From the standpoint of the emperor, he had to choose to sacrifice her, a nobody, while retaining the dignity of the royal family.
The emperor often chooses to see through but not tell, maintaining the truth that is not the truth. Unless she is strong enough to compete with the right minister and the prime minister, she will have a chance to get rid of them!
To deal with Song Panyan, taking away her husband might be enough to destroy her. But to deal with the prime minister and the right minister, we must remove the power from their hands. It is best to let them implicate the nine clans and kill everyone!
Di Qianao could see that her attitude was not flattering, but a serious rejection. Unexpectedly, her next words made him smile bitterly.
"Emperor, you are the head of a country, and you are too yang-qi. I'm afraid that if you follow me, my relatives won't dare to come up to meet me, so it's really unnecessary."
There was a low chuckle from outside, and then Haiyin lowered his voice and said to Nighthawk: "This is the one hundred and twenty-ninth time that the emperor has been disliked by Luo Changan."
Nighthawk glanced at him sideways, "You are so empty-headed that you are counting this."