Chapter 11: Patience
Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating
Eunuch Wang Ziquan felt that he had encountered the most difficult challenge in his career.
Because no one has ever had the courage to do this before.
Not to mention him, even Concubine Rong beside him was stunned.
After realizing what was happening, the eunuchs and palace maids around them knelt on the ground, their legs trembling and sweating profusely.
There was a dead silence in the air.
But Gu Shao on the side was still playing happily as if nothing had happened. Compared with others around him, he looked so comfortable.
As it happens, even if he was like this, no one dared to scold him.
In the end, Wang Ziquan didnât even know how he walked out. He was just thinking frantically in his mind about how to report to the emperor later.
Oh my god, why did I do that just now? If I didnât give him the pair of Qilin, wouldnât everything be fine?
Wang Ziquanâs face turned pale, and he wished he could slap himself twice.
The eunuch behind him was like a mute, not daring to say a word. He almost dug out his eyes and pretended that he didnât see it.
However, no matter how slowly they walked, the road from Qiuwu Palace to Qinzheng Palace was only so long, and Wang Ziquan and the other eunuchs still had to face reality.
After standing at the door for two full breaths, Wang Ziquan finally mustered up the courage to lift the curtain in front of him.
He canât be slow, after all, the emperor is still waiting for him to come back and report.
As expected, Emperor Jingwen had not rested yet late into the night and was still reviewing memorials with the lights on.
Emperor Jingwen was much more diligent than the previous emperor, but also much more strict.
If it were the late emperor, Wang Ziquan might not have been so panicked.
Such a thought flashed through his mind quickly, and before Emperor Jingwen looked over, Wang Ziquan had already secretly put in his utmost effort.
The next moment, a voice followed closely â
âHas the stuff been delivered?â
Emperor Jingwen didnât even raise his head. In his opinion, rewarding the women in the harem with some rare treasures was not a big deal.
âItâs deliveredâ¦â
Noticing the eunuchâs nervousness, Emperor Jingwen paused holding the pen and asked, âWhy? The imperial concubine doesnât like it?â
While speaking, Emperor Jingwenâs brows had already frowned quietly.
âNo, no, no.â Wang Ziquan waved his hands repeatedly: âYour Majesty, Imperial Concubine liked it. The Imperial Concubine likes it very much, especially the box of pearls. The Imperial Concubine said that she will ask the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make some jewelry for her to wear tomorrow.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOh?â Emperor Jingwen felt relieved all of a sudden, and his brows relaxed.
âWhat about the little Qilin? Have you told the imperial concubine? I had to find the material with great difficulty when I was the crown prince.â
The Qilin he had created had been on his desk for more than ten years.
So Emperor Jingwen wanted to give the child something precious. He heard that the child was born prematurely, so he wanted him to share in the blessing.
It would have been better if Emperor Jingwen hadnât said anything. After he said that, Wang Ziquanâs heart suddenly tightened.
Here it comes, the biggest test is finally here!
âHmm? Why donât you sayâââ
Before Emperor Jingwen finished speaking, Wang Ziquan could no longer bear it and knelt down with a thud: âYour Majesty, that Qilin, that Qilin⦠fell, fellâ¦â
Facing the gaze of Emperor Jingwen, Wang Ziquan suddenly prostrated himself on the ground.
The next moment, the emperorâs furious voice was heard â
âBold!â
âHow dare Concubine Rong disrespect the emperor!â The things bestowed by the emperor symbolize favor and glory. When you take them back, you can only keep them and never knock or bump them. If you knock or bump them, you will be beheaded, not to mention just throwing them away.
Emperor Jingwen felt his anger rising to the top of his head: âIt seems that I have spoiled her too much on weekdays. Someone come!â
âYes!â
Seeing that something serious was about to happen, Wang Ziquan spoke at the fastest speed in his life: âYour Majesty, itâs not the imperial concubine, itâs⦠itâs the little prince!â
Because Gu Shao is still young and has not yet been given an order of seniority, he is simply called the little prince.
Emperor Jingwen was stunned: ââ¦You mean, it wasnât the imperial concubine who dropped it, but the little prince?â
âYes.â Wang Ziquan told the whole process without hesitation.
Emperor Jingwen was stunned for a moment.
If they were imperial concubines, they could be dealt with. Even if they were not imperial concubines but the eldest prince, Emperor Jingwen would definitely punish them severely.
But⦠the little prince is only a few days old now, what should we do?
The guards on the side waited for a long time without any follow-up, and the head guard could not help but ask tentatively: âYour Majesty, look at this⦠do you still want to order punishment?â
Penalty? How?
It is ridiculous to punish a child who canât even speak.
ââ¦No need.â
Emperor Jingwen sat down with a stern face, and no one noticed that his heart was bleeding at this moment.
There are some that are of better quality than the Qilin. He has a lot of them in his private vault.
But this Qilin is more commemorative, as it has been with him for ten whole years.
But what could Emperor Jingwen do?
Resisting the urge to vomit blood, Emperor Jingwen waved his hands to everyone: ââ¦Everyone, please leave. Let me be quiet for a while.â
Unable to control himself, he asked again: âDid the little prince really dropped it?â
Wang Ziquan nodded: âAbsolutely true.â
Emperor Jingwen: ââ¦â
In the Qiuwu Palaceââ
After Eunuch Wang and the others left, Concubine Rong raised her hand to spank her son: âHow dare you throw anything? Do you want to die?â
The nanny beside her was shocked when she saw this: âYour Majesty, you canât do this!â
Such a young child, it would be a shame to beat him up again.
However, Concubine Rong was just pretending and didnât use any strength in the slap.
Sitting down on the bed, Concubine Rong looked worried: âWhat should I do?â
Even she should know that damaging something given by the Emperor is a grave sin.
Back then, her father received a wine cup as a gift from the late emperor, and even built a shrine to worship it. However, she and her brothers and sisters-in-law were not allowed to even look at it, let alone touch it.
But this little thing is so brave that it not only touches but also throws things down.
Now that Qiuwu Palace is in this state again, how can Concubine Rong not be worried?
Seeing this, Gu Shao on the side still showed no sign of remorse.
Itâs not that he came from modern times and doesnât know the majesty of the imperial power. The main reason is that he is just a child, and the emperorâs biological son.
No matter how petty the emperor was, he would never beat him.
Since he couldnât hit or scold his son, the little prince, the emperor could only endure it.
What happened next was similar to what Gu Shao had guessed. The emperor didnât say anything and there was no punishment.
Itâs just that he hasnât looked very happy since he went to court for the past few days.
Gu Shao then silently added a sentence to the label of the emperor in his heart:
He is not a tyrant who does not know right from wrong. If you are a little careful, you can bully him.
At the same time, the harem was in an uproar.