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The Blacksmith Shop has undergone a tremendous transformation compared to two years ago, changing from an obscure establishment to a bustling hub.
What sets this place apart from other shops is the superior quality of the tools crafted here.
Yang Yichen, with a stern expression, stepped inside. The courtyard was divided into two sections: the front was lively and bustling, while the back was serene and quiet.
"Master!" A robust man, who appeared imposing from outside, stood respectfully before Yang Yichen.
"Good, well done!"
The man’s face lit up with joy; it was rare for his master to offer praise. "Thank you, Master. This is what I should do."
Yang Yichen felt satisfied with this. Everyone in the courtyard was trained by him and had no connection to the Inorganic Gate.
Although as the Young Master of the Inorganic Gate he held considerable power, it came with many responsibilities, and more importantly, it was not solely his own.
Having been in the capital for some time and confirming Liu Qingyan's school, he finally had time to check on his own business.
Compared to Liu Qingxi's focus on the construction industry, Yang Yichen's subordinates were primarily involved in various sectors related to the Yang Family's enterprises, with a significant emphasis on machinery and tools.
Especially notable were the farming machines he invented; shortly after their introduction, shops dedicated to selling them began to appear everywhere.
In addition to that, there were also weapon shops, but he wasn't particularly interested in other industries.
In the following days, he visited several friends and officially stepped into the political scene of the capital.
However, this newly ascended emperor's favorite was under intense scrutiny. People noticed that at seventeen, he was still unmarried, which sparked lively interest among those with eligible daughters at home who kept a close watch on him.
Regarding Yang Yichen, news about his parents' status, family background, and whether he is engaged has become quite clear to everyone in the hall.
"Young people have potential. Since he isn't married yet, it's clear that being engaged isn't that great; he must have rejected it," said an official in his forties, stroking his beard.
In another corner, someone remarked, "Two years ago, the youngest Top Scholar of the Western Moon Kingdom was targeted by countless people. Now, we are seeing a repeat of that situation. Sigh!"
"Who knows if this will turn out to be another misunderstanding."
After all, two years ago, the proposal that nearly broke down the door inexplicably fizzled out.
This time, it seems unlikely to be so easy. After all, two years ago, Yang Yichen was just a newly minted Top Scholar, and it was uncertain how smooth his career would be in the future.
However, two years later, emerging from a remote county and achieving great accomplishments to be personally summoned to the capital by the emperor is indeed a rare honor.
In the palace, at Phoenix Palace,
Queen Wang sat in the main position wearing a bright red palace gown. A maid beside her handed over a roster as her enchanting eyes lightly scanned each entry.
Suddenly, one of the women's profiles caught her attention. On the paper was a portrait of a young girl around eighteen years old. Her features were beautiful—not enough to topple nations but striking enough.
However, the description of her personality indicated that she was arrogant and unreasonable, with a particular penchant for beautiful women and even secretly selecting handsome men to keep hidden away.
Queen Wang's red lips curled slightly as she raised an alluring smile. "Alright, no need to look further; it's her."
The girl is Liang Yujing, daughter of the Minister of Works, who is eighteen this year and has become spoiled and headstrong due to being doted on.
This was exactly to the taste of Queen Wang, who was pondering how to teach Yang Yichen a lesson when the opportunity arose.
The rule that women from the harem should not participate in politics was a taboo for any emperor, and Dugu Han was no exception.
If Queen Wang wanted to intervene in court affairs, it would surely displease Emperor Dugu Han.
So what about marriage? This was something that should naturally be managed by women, and there would be no problem with Dugu Han. If Yang Yichen's household was unstable, it would be difficult for her to rise in status, and she would no longer be a match for the Wang family.
In addition, it would also allow her to take revenge for being humiliated in Linyi County.
A perfect plan formed in Queen Wang's mind. Late at night, a figure dressed in black appeared in the partitioned room. With a gentle demeanor, she extended her delicate fingers to send out a letter while soothing the emperor to sleep.
Half an hour later, within the residence of Left Chancellor Wang Wenyuan, the figure in black quietly infiltrated. The fifty-year-old Left Chancellor read the letter and couldn't help but burst into laughter. The words "Elder brother need not worry; everything has been arranged" finally put his anxious heart at ease.
Since his sister could handle everything and ensure that Yang Yichen would be punished, he naturally didn't need to worry.
"Alright, you can leave now!" With that, the Left Chancellor, with his round belly, hummed a tune as he walked toward the backyard. Recently, two beautiful concubines had been added to his household, and he was quite pleased.
If it weren't for waiting for Queen Wang's letter, he would have already been lost in the warmth of his new companions.
Even if Yang Yichen had great abilities, she would not know of Queen Wang's arrangements.
Meanwhile, in Hao Wangfu, almost simultaneously with the Left Chancellor receiving the letter, Dugu Hao also received news.
"Heh heh, that woman has set her sights on Yang Yichen's marriage; it's truly laughable!" Not only was this notorious woman involved, but even if she were a talented lady from a prestigious family skilled in music and arts, she would not be someone that young man liked.
The walking hormone truly leaves one feeling powerless.
Dugu Hao's usually cold heart suddenly played a little trick: "Since that's the case, let's not let Lord Yang know."
When the truth comes to light, it will be interesting to see how he responds.
Over the past two years, with the support of the Yu Family, Dugu Hao's influence has grown significantly. He always receives news from the palace first, and for some reason, he wants to see Yang Yichen's embarrassment.
That young man, who made him take notice at their first meeting, has shown many different sides.
However, Dugu Hao frowned slightly: "Why hasn't the Emperor's condition improved?"
Watching Dugu Han's health deteriorate without a clear cause while piles of tonic were sent from the Imperial Medical Institute to nurture the Emperor's gradually weakening body was concerning.
Suddenly, a thought popped into Dugu Hao's mind—something he had vaguely suspected before.
Especially in recent days, Queen Wang had repeatedly sent messages outside, giving Dugu Hao a solid reason to believe.
The Emperor Dugu Han's illness is definitely related to that woman, Queen Wang.
But what methods did she use? How did she manage to ensnare Dugu Han without him realizing it, and why did he trust her so much?
Perhaps this is the confusion of those involved; in Dugu Han's eyes, that woman accompanied him through his most difficult years. After decades of marriage, how could Queen Wang—who wouldn't even dare to crush an ant—possibly harm him?
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