freenovelworld Chapter 330 Do You Know? Lin Yitang 44
Chapter 330 Do You Know? Lin Yitang 44
Lin Yitang certainly wouldn't expect the Emperor and Empress to stand up for her; she would take revenge on her own initiative.
Using his network of connections, he discovered that it was Prince Yong, who had a strong desire for power, was arrogant and domineering, and ruthless.
Prince Yong had long wanted to deal with Zhao Xu, but the Yongning Palace was tightly controlled by Lin Yitang, so he hadn't had the opportunity. This time, he had been lying in wait for a long time, just waiting for the perfect strike.
Kexin has been in Yongning Palace for almost two years, but she's been hiding so well that neither she nor Lianyun noticed. If she continues to lie low for another two or three years, Kexin will definitely gain her trust even more, wouldn't that...?
Fortunately, Prince Yong lacked foresight. Seeing that the Emperor was going to appoint Zhao Xu as Crown Prince, Prince Yong couldn't wait any longer.
Lin Yitang quickly walked to the desk, and Lian Yun served her pen and ink. She picked up the pen, swung her wrist, and wrote with fluid strokes. She took out an envelope, put the letter in it, and then stamped it with her secret sealing wax pattern.
"Send it out carefully, and make sure to give it to him in person," Yi Tang said calmly, her eyes dark.
Lian Yun immediately accepted the task and cautiously replied, "This servant will definitely complete the mission."
Yi Tang waved her away, then went to the side hall, saw Zhao Xu, and personally checked his pulse. The toxins in Zhao Xu's body had been completely expelled.
Her body hadn't fully recovered yet, and since the Emperor wanted Zhao Xu to rest for a few more days, she planned to give him a proper recuperation.
Zhao Xu sat quietly in the chair. He had been lying there for almost a day and a night and really didn't want to lie down anymore. Aunt Chengyue originally wanted him to rest a little longer, but fortunately his mother appeared and rescued him.
"Mother, you don't know, I'm so bored lying in bed," Zhao Xu said, rarely acting like a child.
Lin Yitang touched Zhao Xu unexpectedly. Since she started studying with the teacher, she had learned to keep a serious face like the teacher. Of course, she wanted Zhao Xu to be happy.
“Then let your mother teach you to play chess,” Lin Yitang suggested.
“Okay, Mother, you don’t need to make your son do it.” Zhao Xu said seriously with a stern face.
This prompted her to gently rub Zhao Xu's little face, and she instructed Cheng Yue to set up the chessboard. Zhao Xu had been playing chess since he was four years old. Although his chess skills were not very good, he was precocious and could come up with some brilliant moves from time to time, which could be considered a gift.
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After finishing his work for the day, Lin Jingya returned to the Jiayi Marquis's residence. Since being transferred to Bianjing, he had asked his wife, Han Jingshu, to move out of the Yuan'an Earl's residence.
Over the past seven years, his wife has given birth to a son and a daughter, Lin Huaice and Lin Huaizheng, and is now pregnant again.
Lin Jingya's generation started with the characters "Jing" and "Shui," while the next generation will start with "Huai" and "Zhu." From now on, there will only be his wife in the courtyard. From a young age, he has remembered his father's indifference towards him and his siblings, and his mistress's coldness towards them.
After tidying up, Lin Jingya went to the main courtyard. Han Jingshu was almost four months pregnant, and her belly was slightly showing. Lin Jingya quickly helped her up.
"What's the rush? Take care of yourself," Lin Jingya said indulgently.
"I'm fine. The doctor said I'm perfectly healthy."
Since marrying into the Lin family, Han Jingshu felt that she was the happiest woman in the Song Dynasty. She was the only woman in the harem, had both a son and a daughter, and her husband respected her.
Before he could exchange more than a few words with his wife, his servant, Shouxin, trotted over, whispered a few words in his ear, and Lin Jingya stood up quickly and said, "Madam, don't wait for me for dinner. I have some things to take care of."
"Jingya, no matter what happens, you must take care to rest," Han Jingshu said considerately.
Outside the study, there was a familiar palace maid, Lian Yun, who was by her sister's side. Lin Jingya let her into the study, and a servant guarded the door and windows.
Lian Yun didn't say much, but handed Lin Jingya a letter directly.
Lin Jingya first carefully examined the letter and found no signs of it being opened. Then he opened the letter, quickly glanced through it, and went to the candle. In front of Lian Yun, he burned the letter.
“Now that Young Master Lin is aware, my task is complete,” Lian Yun said calmly.
It was getting late, so Lian Yun bid farewell to Lin Jingya and quietly disappeared into the dark alley.
Lin Jingya sat silently in his chair, never expecting that the Prince of Yong would be so ruthless, not even sparing a young child. Now that his sister had come up with a solution and had the manpower, he only needed to keep the situation under control.
In half a month, the Emperor had not found out the mastermind behind the murder, or perhaps he had found him, but considering that Zhao Xu was alright, he wanted to downplay the matter. After all, Zhao Xu was still young, and if anything unexpected happened, the imperial family would still be needed to maintain the glory of the Song Dynasty.
Unfortunately, the Emperor's mercy had no effect whatsoever. The selfish Prince Yong was still gloating, thinking that the Emperor would not find out, or even if he did, he would need him and would not touch him.
The matter dragged on until March, and Lin Yitang still hadn't received an explanation. Zhao Xu then went back to studying in the Imperial Study.
In mid-March, news suddenly spread from the Prince of Yong's residence that the prince's eldest son had been poisoned. The prince had several sons, and initially did not pay much attention to his eldest son, still requesting the emperor to send a royal physician.
The Emperor sensed something amiss and, with a wave of his hand, ordered several highly skilled physicians from the Imperial Medical Academy to treat the eldest son of the Prince of Yong.
After diagnosing the illness, the imperial physicians all shook their heads. They had no idea that the Prince of Yong's eldest son had been poisoned. Of course, the physicians could not say this, and only said that the poisoning was so severe that there was no cure.
A few days later, the eldest son of the Prince of Yong passed away.
The news spread throughout Bianjing. Lin Yitang smiled meaningfully. The eldest son of the Prince of Yong was just like the Prince of Yong. His crimes of being arrogant and domineering and forcibly marrying women from the common people were too numerous to recount. Getting rid of him would be a way to rid the people of a scourge.
The death of the eldest son of the Prince of Yong did not cause much of a stir. In April, the Emperor issued an edict that Princess Fukang would marry Li Wei, and the marriage would take place in March of the following year.
Unexpectedly, after the imperial decree was issued, Princess Fukang kept making a fuss about not wanting to marry Li Wei. Li Wei was ugly, and Princess Fukang, like the emperor, was obsessed with appearance.
In Yongning Palace, it was rare for Zhao Huiyue and Zhao Xu to be free at the same time. Zhao Huiyue had been studying with her female tutor and could only rest one day every ten days. Zhao Xu was still young and usually rested one day every seven days. The two of them only had time to accompany Lin Yitang for dinner.
The two are less than five years apart in age, and Zhao Huiyue has become increasingly beautiful and intelligent over the years, resembling a big sister.
There were sounds coming from outside. Zhao Huiyue was teaching Zhao Xu to practice calligraphy, while Lin Yitang was sitting on the couch, making purses for them.
"What's going on?" Lin Yitang asked impatiently. Didn't I tell them not to bother them unless it's important?
Huiyue put down her brush, looked up with a puzzled expression, while Zhao Xu continued to write large characters diligently.
"It is Consort Miao and Princess Fukang," Lian Yun reported.
She wondered who it was, but it turned out to be these two. Rumors had been circulating in the palace that Princess Fukang didn't want to marry Li Wei, and it was probably because of this that Consort Miao had come.
Consort Miao never interacted with her on a regular basis, but had a good relationship with Empress Cao.
"Since you're here, please come in!" Lin Yitang chuckled.
Consort Miao was accompanied by Princess Fukang, followed by seven or eight people. Princess Fukang was several years older than Zhao Huiyue, and had already turned eighteen this year, or nineteen by the traditional Chinese age reckoning.