She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 591 - 590: Several Hundred Years Old Combined, Yet Still Can’t Beat a Young Girl
Everyone fixed their gaze on the sight, only to see a majestic, spectacular palanquin gradually approaching from the distance.
The Vice Minister of Punishment recognized it, "The Idle King, it is His Highness the Idle King!" No sooner had he uttered these words than he felt a sense of foreboding.
Looking again at Qin Zhen atop the steps, it was clear she was waiting for the Idle King.
For a moment, the Vice Minister of Punishment was at a loss.
This young lady was too unpredictable; he couldn’t fathom her at all.
Then, there was the Idle King sitting in the palanquin, carried steadily by six robust men, with two rows of sword-bearing guards clearing the crowd on both sides, a number of attendants following behind to guard and escort, and on both sides of the palanquin were two maids as beautiful as flowers, the scene was highly imposing.
One could say it was the Emperor parading through the streets, and people would believe it.
When the palanquin drew near,
the six robust men carrying it knelt down on one knee, lowering it to the ground, while the two maids bent over to lift the curtains, revealing the Idle King inside, still napping.
"Your Highness the Idle King, we’ve arrived at the Punishment Department," one of the maids softly reminded him.
Upon hearing the voice, the Idle King slowly opened his eyes, "Hmm, this Prince is aware." He used the maid’s slender arm to steady himself as he stepped down from the palanquin.
As the corpulent body left the palanquin, the six robust men obviously sighed in relief; even the palanquin itself seemed to rise several levels higher.
It was just a pity for the frail maid, who was using all her strength to support the Idle King, her face flushing bright red with the effort.
"Greetings to Your Highness the Idle King, may Your Highness live for thousands and thousands of years," said the Vice Minister of Punishment, who was still kneeling and had not risen, turning with the crowd towards the Idle King to perform their salutations.
In their minds, they thought as soon as the Idle King spoke, they could all rise with the opportunity.
But they had not anticipated at all,
that the first person the Idle King saw was Qin Zhen seated on the steps; pushing away the maid beside him, he strode forward in large steps, "You wretched girl, what are you doing here!"
Qin Zhen curved her lips into a smile, "What words are these from Your Highness the Idle King? If this official should not be here, then where should I be?" You can come, but I can’t?
The Idle King glanced at the Vice Minister of Punishment beside him; he had received a secret letter from the Punishment Department and had immediately left his mansion to come here.
However, he had not expected to see Qin Zhen here.
Casting a sidelong glance at Li Weixian, who was half-lying on the ground barely alive, the Idle King’s corpulent face wrinkled into a baozi.
"Why are you lying there?"
Li Weixian was rigid all over, unable to move, but on hearing the Idle King question him, he struggled to get up, "This humble official, this humble official..."
"Never mind, don’t speak; this Prince isn’t interested." Seeing him unable to articulate anything useful, the Idle King lost his patience.
After that, he lifted his hand, "All rise, what kind of sight is it to kneel at the doorway?"
The officials of the Punishment Department sighed in relief, rubbing their numb knees as they struggled to their feet.
As the Vice Minister of Punishment stood up, he caught Qin Zhen’s mockingly smiling face and felt a chill run down his spine.
The Idle King contemptuously swept his gaze over Qin Zhen, "Go do whatever you’re supposed to do; don’t think just because the Emperor has appointed you as Prime Minister that your tail can wag up to the heavens. What sort of blood flows in your bones, you know full well. Best scurry off before this Prince decides to investigate the affairs of the early court session."
His manner, his expression, clearly did not regard Qin Zhen as a person.
Yan Wanqing didn’t know what Qin Zhen’s previous life had been like, but since she was now standing in for Qin Zhen, she couldn’t endure this tone.
She weighed the stick in her hand, tapping it rhythmically, then lazily stood from the steps, patting off the dust on her clothing.
"Your Highness the Idle King sure sets a grand stage. Since ancient times, the position of Prime Minister has led all other officials. How has it become utterly worthless in Your Highness the Idle King’s mouth? This official doesn’t understand. Perhaps Your Highness the Idle King would like to accompany this official in presenting the case before the Emperor, for a thorough debate?" Qin Zhen stood atop the steps, half a head taller than the Idle King, her lips curving in an unrestrained smirk, her eyes startlingly bright. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
"Stop trying to use the Emperor to pressure this Prince," the Idle King scoffed. "The Emperor is this Prince’s younger sister; surely she won’t side with you. Qin Zhen, you truly are muddleheaded. Best go home—this is no place for you to play house."
The Idle King clearly had business to attend to and did not wish to bother with Qin Zhen.
But Qin Zhen was not pleased.
She had set up this stage; how could she not be allowed to watch the play.
"Idle King, this is truly burning bridges after crossing the river," Qin Zhen spoke bluntly.
The Idle King looked at her, "What nonsense are you spouting? When have I owed you any favor?!"
"The idea of a tripartite division of power was proposed by me. The fact that Idle King can continue to be a Prince in Qin State with ease, how is that not owing me a favor?"
"Nonsense!" The Idle King was so angry that the flesh on his face was quivering. He raised his finger toward Qin Zhen, "You won’t leave, is that it? I’ve really given you, this lowlife, face today. Thinking that by clinging to Qin Wu, you can ascend to heaven, huh? I’ll beat you to death in the streets today; do you believe she wouldn’t dare utter a word?"
"I don’t believe it." Qin Zhen showed not the slightest fear. She even thrust her neck forward, "Hurry up and beat me to death; I’ve had enough of life, I beg Your Highness the Idle King to take action quickly."
This is nothing but hooliganism!
The Idle King was on the verge of going mad with rage, the throwing darts all over his body trembling wildly. His finger was about to fall on Qin Zhen’s neck when the Vice Minister of Punishment, seeing that things were not going well, quickly spoke up, "Your Highness the Idle King, Prime Minister, there are too many prying eyes outside, it would be better to discuss important matters inside."
These words reminded the Idle King.
He looked at Qin Zhen’s demeanor, snorted coldly, "I almost fell for your trick, you lowly wretch."
With that, he flicked his sleeves and stepped inside.
The Vice Minister of Punishment stepped forward, bowing before Qin Zhen, "Prime Minister, please come inside."
Qin Zhen gave him a mocking smile, "The Vice Minister of Punishment really does have a clever heart."
Just when it seemed the foolish Idle King was about to make a move, he was interrupted by the Vice Minister of Punishment.
If he dared to make a move today, she would dare to chop off the Idle King’s head right here and now.
What a pity, such a pity, it truly is too bad.
Qin Zhen shook her head helplessly and walked inside.
The Vice Minister of Punishment stood in place, his eyes dark and unreadable, locking gazes with Li Weixian on the ground for a moment, recognizing the murderous intent in each other’s eyes. He raised his hand to signal his subordinates, "Carry Lord Li and his wife inside."
This was his son-in-law, Qin Zhen had reduced his daughter and son-in-law to this state; he couldn’t let this matter rest.
However, after the morning court, he also knew full well that this girl Qin Zhen had some real skills.
There might even be Hidden Guards sent by the Emperor to protect her.
He could not use brute force against brute force; he had to make Qin Zhen fall into the trap herself.
These old foxes who had lived for half a century, adding up to several hundred years in age, how could they not defeat a greenhorn girl.
With this thought, the Vice Minister of Punishment’s mind grew a bit heavier, and he stepped through the doorway.
Upon entering, the Idle King once again started cursing at Qin Zhen.
Foul language poured from his mouth; truly unbefitting of someone from the Imperial Family.
No wonder, as the Crown Prince, the late Emperor held him in such low regard, the Vice Minister of Punishment forcefully suppressed the disdain in his eyes.
However, he couldn’t offend the Idle King at the moment, especially on the matter of the Official Silver, where they were tied together like grasshoppers on a rope.
The Vice Minister of Punishment entered, his gaze meeting the Idle King’s in midair, causing the Idle King to restrain his crude talk and temper.
He gulped down the tea in one go, "Qin Zhen, I won’t argue with you today. Do whatever you want to do."
But Qin Zhen simply sat down, propping up one leg over the other, "I find the Punishment Department quite pleasant, the tea delicious; I’m not going anywhere."
"You’re simply courting death!"
