I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 115 No Such Person

Chu Mingzheng frowned: "Aren't they afraid of riots among the disaster victims?"

Shen Yan snorted coldly: "It would be best if there was a riot. It's just a group of unarmed civilians. When the imperial court allocates the money to quell the riot, not only will there be profit, but also the credit for quelling the riot."

Chu Mingzheng slammed his fist on the tea table. He had not expected that the current administration would be so corrupt.

"Is this why no one in the Ministry of Industry dared to take over?" he asked.

"Yes!" Shen Yan continued, "Who would dare to issue a military order if His Majesty doesn't approve of it? Even if His Majesty agrees to start the project, the people involved will try their best to stop it. If you are not careful, your future will be ruined."

Chu Mingzheng's eyes flashed coldly, and he said angrily: "So, you came to trick me?"

Shen Yan took a step back and kowtowed, "As long as Your Highness can persuade His Majesty, I am willing to go. If it succeeds, it will be Your Highness's achievement; if it fails, I will bear the full responsibility."

Chu Mingzheng's gaze shifted to his bent back and he smiled: "If I don't go, how could His Majesty agree?"

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With the paper and ink Chu Mingzheng had sent her, Lu Mingyang felt much more relaxed. She only needed to secretly write one article at night, and that would last her a day. Every day, she also had time to heal her knees, which had been injured from kneeling at the palace gate.

Nian'er told her that Prince Ningyuan had been sent to Yingchuan to supervise the construction of ditches. She felt that Prince Ningyuan still cared about her, but when she heard Nian'er say that he had spent a day with Qin Miao before leaving, and had even delayed his departure time for this, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Are men generous and can like many women?

What are you thinking!

No matter how generous someone is, they can't possibly have you in their life. What are you thinking about? Lu Mingyang slapped himself on the forehead.

"Are you possessed?"

A familiar voice rang out, and Lu Mingyang turned his head to see Leng Lingfeng. The wind in the valley made him look even more like a bamboo pole, supporting the cool crescent moon.

"What are you doing here so late at night?"

Because I was sent here by the emperor, those monks were very discerning and always found trouble with me. If someone saw me and accused me of adultery, I would have no place to cry.

"Hey, I originally had some good news to tell you. Since you don't welcome me, I'd better leave." Leng Lingfeng stroked his robe and was about to turn around and go down the mountain.

Lu Mingyang hurried forward to stop him and asked anxiously, "Is there any hope for my eldest sister's recovery?"

Leng Lingfeng nodded. He knew that what she was most concerned about these days was her elder sister's health, so after determining her condition today, she rushed over as soon as possible.

"Your eldest sister's body is like a leaky bag. No matter how much air is pumped into it, it will always leak out faster. But in the past few days, the amount of air she's replenished has been greater than the amount she's lost. As long as she can maintain this for three months, she'll definitely recover."

"Great!" Lu Mingyang jumped up with joy. As long as his elder sister survived, all the efforts were worth it.

Leng Lingfeng gave a thumbs up and expressed admiration: "What method did you use?"

"Secret!" Lu Mingyang raised his eyebrows proudly.

Leng Lingfeng looked at her cute appearance and smiled: "It's a secret, but I warn you, don't take it lightly. If the disease recurs within three months, there is no cure."

"No," Lu Mingyang shook his head firmly, "I won't let anything happen to my elder sister."

Because of Lu Mingfeng's situation, the candidate for the Chengyang Marquisate had been reconsidered. As long as they could hold on for three months, their eldest sister would be saved. Although it was also difficult, it was much easier than letting their eldest sister inherit the Chengyang Marquisate.

But what can be done? The emperor won’t wait three months to decide on a candidate.

Lu Mingyang thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a solution. He did think of a person, a young monk from the mountain temple. Fortunately, living in the temple was convenient, but he didn't run into him for two days.

Did he go back to the temple?

Lu Mingyang asked the young monk who was sweeping the temple.

The young monk who was sweeping the floor shook his head.

Lu Mingyang thought he was trying to protect the temple's reputation and stuffed a silver ingot into his hand. "Master, think about it again. He said he was a monk in the temple."

The young monk confirmed, "Donor, there really is no disciple in our temple who has been expelled for stealing meat. Even if there was, we would never allow him to return."

After asking three monks and getting the same answer, Lu Mingyang began to feel uneasy.

Since this person does not exist, who is he?

"If there's nothing, then there's nothing. Second sister, hurry up and pack your things." In the lotus room, Yang Nian'er was busy packing her things. Ten days had passed, and if she didn't leave now, she would have to wait until tomorrow after the city gates closed.

"Then stay one more night!"

Lu Mingyang patted his sister's shoulder and walked out.

The unknown little monk was like a thorn in her heart. No matter what, she had to find the answer.

The mountain temple remains exactly the same as before.

Lu Mingyang stood outside the inner door and called out a few times, but there was no response. This time, she did not leave, but pushed the door open and walked in.

There was no bed, no straw mat, no quilt she had given him. In the small space, there was no sign of anyone having slept in it.

The surroundings were empty, with a tall rear window, a mountain god standing back to back with the mountain god outside, and a square incense burner in front, covered in dust, but the side of the Buddha statue was very clean.

Like being caressed often.

She pushed harder and harder, but couldn't push him away.

Do you think too much?

Before leaving, Lu Mingyang glanced back at the stone statue and found its eyes fixed on her. A thought flashed through her mind, and she jumped onto the incense burner and gently pressed the eyeballs.

There was nothing unusual except a slight noise. She jumped down and gave the statue a final push.

This time, the stone statue moved, and a bottomless tunnel appeared on the ground.

After lighting the tinder, Lu Mingyang walked in.

After walking for about half an incense stick of time, the tunnel gradually became flat and the sound of water could be heard. After walking for another half an incense stick of time, a secret door appeared, and inside the secret door was a dark room.

Worried that there was someone on the other side of the door, Lu Mingyang didn't dare go in and turned back the way he came. After walking a few steps, he heard footsteps, followed by the dim yellow light of a lantern shining in.

who is it?

There was no place to hide in the narrow tunnel.

Lu Mingyang hid in a corner, waited for someone to approach, and struck out with a palm. His hand was instantly pressed to his back, making a crackling sound.

"Bah..."

"Yang'er!?"

Lu Mingyuan saw his sister clearly and quickly let go of her hand.

Because Lu Mingyang was punished by the emperor to copy scriptures, it was inconvenient for Lu Mingyuan to come to Xiangguo Temple to pick her up, so she stopped on the way back to the city. Unexpectedly, she waited for a long time but he didn't show up. She was worried and rushed over.

Yang Nian'er just said that her second sister went to meet a friend, but it was already dark, what friend could she go to meet?

Lu Mingyuan was determined to get to the bottom of it. Yang Nian'er didn't know whether her second sister should tell the truth to Lady Zhongxin, so she took her out to look for it. Unexpectedly, they found a tunnel.

"What's inside?"