Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage-Chapter 955 - : The Empress Has Given Too Much_1
Chapter 955: Chapter 955: The Empress Has Given Too Much_1
The Prince of Wutong simply wouldn’t engage in such self-detrimental actions.
After all, he had genuinely taken that one million taels of silver.
Those who maintain armies are always short of cash. The meager provisions and salaries provided by the various regions are far from enough.
The Emperor is aware that the prince earns some money on his own abilities. As long as he doesn’t go too far, the Emperor simply turns a blind eye.
That’s also why the Prince of Wutong dares to command troops to march towards the Lingshan Temple.
It would contradict reason for him to turn around and inform the Emperor when he’s benefiting.
It just doesn’t make sense.
Eliminating the Prince of Wutong, and considering who has had a recent grudge against her, a name springs to mind.
Jiang Ning kneels on the ground, mentally cursing that person’s ancestors eighteen generations back.
Jieming’s money must be given to the Emperor in its entirety.
As for the one million taels taken by the Prince of Wutong, there’s no way she could ask for it back. Of course, the prince also wouldn’t give it back to her.
Who can take back the meat once it has entered the lion’s mouth?
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That’s ridiculous.
In short, she would have to cover this one-million deficit by herself.
One million!
If all of Jieming’s money went to the Prince of Wutong, she wouldn’t care, but now she would have to pay out of her own pocket?
This isn’t just ten or twenty thousand, or even one hundred or two hundred, but a full million taels.
Even if Jiang Ning added up all the money she had, it wouldn’t be enough to cover the million taels.
The only way would be to sell the old antiques given by the Emperor. But as these items were personal gifts from the emperor, she dared not sell them, and no one would dare to buy.
In other words, these antiques were worthless. They could only gather dust in the corner, and couldn’t be sold for money.
Jiang Ning was depressed to the point of death.
The only thing that brought a small comfort to her was that, under questioning, Master Jieming admitted to his outrageous acts. He also confessed that his remarks about the Empress’s life being related to the fate of the country were all lies for a large sum.
He didn’t want to deceive the emperor, but the Empress’s offer was too generous!
The emperor was enraged to the point of nearly fainting. Ignoring his royal health, he rushed forward and kicked Jieming down onto the ground, shouting: “Drag him down! Hand him over to the Court of Judicial Review, the Ministry of Justice and the Imperial Censorate for a joint trial. I demand a full investigation into who else among the courtiers he had connections with!”
Limp and helpless like a glob of mud, Jieming was dragged away by his arms.
Struggling to regain his breath, the Emperor took a moment before turning to the Empress: “What do you have to say for yourself?”
Throughout, the Empress sat up straight with not a hair out of place. Her dress was creaseless, and her expression calm.
Only when she heard of Jiang Ning’s dilemma, did she reveal a fleeting trace of satisfaction on her face, but it quickly disappeared.
She stood up and slowly knelt in front of the emperor. She raised a yellow scroll that she had been holding, lifting it above her head, and calmly spoke: “The imperial decree left by the Queen Mother during her lifetime states that as long as Your Majesty is on the throne, the Empress cannot be deposed.”
The Emperor coldly responded: “Don’t try to suppress me with that decree. Your relationship with the Queen Mother wasn’t harmonious when she was alive, and I have long doubted the authenticity of this decree.”
The Empress looked up: “Your Majesty and I have been a couple since we were teenagers, and it’s been forty years since. When Tao’er left, what did you say? You said you would forever be indebted to me. Now, would you depose me just over some monk’s gibberish?”
The Tao’er she spoke of was the pet name of her and the Emperor’s firstborn son, who was also the biological father of Li Tingqian.
Mentioning their son, the emperor felt an unavoidable pang of sorrow in his heart.
