Chapter 210

Consort Chen had always been resentful of Xie Jiu, but because Xie Jiu was favored and his rank was always higher than hers, she could only suppress her resentment. Now that she was pregnant, she felt more valued and was certain that Xie Jiu would not dare to touch her, so she began to be sarcastic and outspoken.

Xie Jiu knew what she was thinking, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes. He slightly curled his lips and slowly stepped towards Chen Meiren.

"You know so much about my past, so what else could Your Majesty not know? Yet I am still standing here perfectly fine today. Do you think Your Majesty is annoyed with me, or will you listen to the commotion outside the palace with me?"

Meeting Chen Meiren's eyes, Xie Jiu paused, then lowered his gaze and let out a soft laugh.

"How pathetic and laughable you people are! You can't even hold onto the Emperor's favor, so you're only jealous of others. You have nothing to say to me, so all you do is talk about my divorce and remarriage to belittle me. Is that what makes you happy? Don't forget, you can't even compare to me. I don't know what you're so proud of."

These words left Chen Meiren speechless, her face turning pale, but she still held her head high, extremely arrogant.

"Your Majesty, I am certainly not as capable as you, but at least I am clean and have borne Your Majesty a child."

"clean?"

Xie Jiu raised an eyebrow and lifted the corner of his eye, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"I don't know what you mean by 'clean.' Clean means being upright and honest, and never doing anything wrong. You've only been living in Fukang Palace for a few days now, and you've already forgotten how Zhou Baolin, who lived with you in Xiefang Hall, ended up in such a state? You're not even qualified to use those two words."

Upon hearing this, Chen Meiren was about to retort, but Xie Jiu naturally knew what she meant and didn't give her a chance to speak, interrupting her directly.

"If you mean cleanliness in your words, that is even more ridiculous. What is chastity? It is nothing more than a cage that men set up to discipline and confine women. Men and women are both human beings. Why is it that a woman who remarries is unclean, while it is common for a man to have three wives and four concubines?"

At this point, Xie Jiu sighed and looked at Chen Meiren with pity.

"I just don't understand. You are a woman too, so why are you so humble? Why do you insist on binding yourself with those lousy rules? Why do you have to be so subservient and obsequious in front of men? Even the Emperor has never used these rules to restrain me. As a fellow woman, you always have them on your lips. Tsk, how pathetic."

Perhaps Xie Jiu's gaze stung Chen Meiren, or perhaps the implication of his words made her lose confidence, yet she refused to show her weakness.

So she stubbornly said, "Your Majesty's mouth is always good at sophistry. I can't argue with you, but I'll still kindly remind you that you can fool yourself, but you can't fool others. Whether the Emperor will hate Your Majesty's past is anyone's guess."

After saying that he was tired, he turned and left the scene.

Watching Chen Meiren's departing figure, Qingfang spat in anger.

"Pah! She's pregnant, and she doesn't even know how to watch her mouth. She's really despicable."

"You know she's pregnant, so it's best not to mess with her. She's not someone to be trifled with." Xie Jiu said calmly. "Let's go. It's a rare nice day, let's go for a walk and not ruin our mood."

Actually, this was only because Chen Meiren was pregnant. If she wasn't pregnant, Xie Jiu wouldn't have bothered arguing with her.

Such rude remarks are best met with a slap across the face.

The Imperial Garden had the most eyes and ears, and news of what happened quickly spread throughout the palace.

Zhao Xingjin's side had already heard the news.

"She dares to speak her mind, and isn't she afraid that I will punish her for disrespect?"

“Consort Jin certainly didn’t mean any disrespect to His Majesty. She was simply telling Consort Chen that His Majesty is not bound by those outdated rules and is the most magnanimous and kind-hearted person, and is willing to accept Consort Jin,” Yang Zhian said.

Zhao Xingjin glanced at him. "You're willing to speak up for her." "This servant wouldn't dare." Yang Zhian cupped his hands and bowed even lower. "This servant has followed Your Majesty for so many years, and I only know that Your Majesty is never a person who follows the rules. It is precisely because Your Majesty is unrestrained and free that you have been able to open up this new land."

These words naturally pleased Zhao Xingjin.

He didn't really care about women remarrying. After all, things that are permitted by law should be compliant with regulations. As an emperor, he naturally hoped that people around him would respect and revere him, but he also hoped that there would be more vibrant people around him, as long as they didn't cross the line.

Clearly, Xie Jiu was a vivid and real person to him, and Zhao Xingjin had to admit that the more time he spent with her, the more he liked Xie Jiu.

But it's not romantic love; it's more like liking a small pet you have.

"How did Wu Que end up in a brothel and become a male prostitute?" Zhao Xingjin picked up his teacup and asked curiously.

How could anyone not be curious? After all, he was Xie Jiu's ex, and a noble young master at that, who had fallen to such a state.

Even emperors have a gossipy side.

Yang Zhian was afraid the emperor would ask questions, so he had already inquired about it and now he told him everything.

After hearing this, Zhao Xingjin smiled knowingly. "Consort Jin truly despises this person, refusing even a peaceful death for him, watching him live such a wretched and pathetic life."

Her martial arts were crippled, she took a secret medicine, and a perfectly normal man was transformed into a seductive woman, so that he could serve men who had such tastes.

It would be bad enough if he had been harmed since childhood, but Wu Que is a latecomer to the profession, so he will probably suffer even more mentally and physically.

“Having committed countless evil deeds, one must naturally pay the price; it is all one’s own fault,” Yang Zhian echoed.

Zhao Xingjin took a sip of tea. "This guy named Lü Weixing, is he from the Ministry of Personnel?"

“Yes, he is the deputy director of the Personnel Examination Department of the Ministry of Personnel.” Yang Zhian nodded.

“One look at this person reveals his wicked intentions and incompetence; how could he be allowed into the Performance Evaluation Department? How could such a person be qualified?” Zhao Xingjin’s expression turned slightly cold. “Issue the order to dismiss him from his post immediately.”

Yang Zhian immediately agreed and went.

He thought to himself, "Let them make a scene. Well, now they've ruined their positions."

Lu Weixing was not the only one who was upset about losing his official hat; the Vice Minister of Personnel, Chen Meiren's father, was also feeling uneasy.

After all, he was the one who took money and promoted the person. He was just afraid that the emperor would question him.
But the thought that his daughter was pregnant with the emperor's child made him feel a little more at ease.

It's a pity that Consort Chen was unaware of the connection between Lü Weixing and Wu Que's scandal and her family. Today, she was thoroughly ridiculed by Xie Jiu in the Imperial Garden, and she harbored resentment, secretly plotting to find an opportunity to get revenge.

Sure enough, she found an opportunity the very next day.

Qingfang went to the needlework shop to pick up Xie Jiu's clothes and happened to run into Consort Chen, who came to pick up the cloak she had made for the Empress Dowager.

After several exchanges, Consort Chen, citing Qingfang's arrogance and disrespect for the Empress Dowager, ordered her personal maid to slap Qingfang.

Because she was pregnant, Qingfang naturally didn't dare to argue with her. She received twenty solid slaps, her face was broken, and she was also punished by being made to kneel outside the sewing workshop for two hours.

It was the people from the needlework bureau who couldn't stand it anymore and, fearing something might happen, secretly went to Jingming Palace to inform Xie Jiu.


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