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Controlled by rumors, the palace was likely the last to hear the truth.
The Xuande Emperor was furious. "When did I ever allow anyone to kill infants?" Countless lives had been lost, and it was all due to Tremor's actions—how could that be my fault?
"Bring forth an edict! I must clarify things with those surnamed!"
"Clarify? How do you intend to do that?"
The Xuande Emperor picked up his brush but found himself at a loss for words. The news of Tremor was something he had ordered to be concealed; it was a grandiose scheme, a false report of achievements that he had endorsed. Now, he was supposed to inform the surnamed that he had gained Ginger's territory, when in reality, it was Tremor who had taken advantage. Wasn't that just slapping himself in the face?
Nothing he could do seemed right.
In frustration, the Xuande Emperor decided to hide away, spending his days in the inner palace, ignoring court matters, hoping to wait out the storm and re-emerge later to regain favor.
But a few days later, Great Jing experienced its first snowfall of winter. The Xuande Emperor was discovered dead in bed with his young Consort Qin. An investigation revealed he had died from carbon monoxide poisoning.
That night, the temperature plummeted sharply. Despite several braziers being lit, it was ineffective against the cold. Young Consort Qin couldn't withstand the chill and got up in the middle of the night to close the window. Thus, they quietly perished together in their room.
There were many inconsistencies in the records, but who would care?
Just after the Xuande Emperor's death, Sang Jue produced the edict granted by Emperor Qin Zhang to Sang Xu for sharing the realm, and naturally ascended to the throne.
The Qin Family attempted to protest, labeling the Sang Family as traitors. However, the edict was genuine, and Sang Jue secretly garnered support from over eighty percent of court officials. The court unanimously recognized that the Sang Family had risen legitimately rather than usurped power.
After months of futile protests, the Qin Family finally resigned themselves to their fate. With a clever plan from Sang Jue, they were effectively removed from the center of governance.
The farce of the Qin Family finally came to an end, while good news continued to pour in from Ginger.
Shi Yun looked at the reports with mixed feelings of joy and discomfort. "Your Majesty, over at Ginger, there are hardly any left alive. Should we not cease our actions?"
"Cease? Cease what? What have we done?"
Shi Yun rolled her eyes. "You don't know what you've done yourself?"
Of course, it was also partly due to Xuande Emperor's inability to withstand provocation and his army being as porous as a sieve, easily swayed by new orders.
Now that foolish commander leading them still had no idea that the court had already changed its emperor.
Sigh, it's really hard to educate someone with the surname Ginger. Otherwise, Shi Yun wouldn't be turning a blind eye, feeling guilty but not too much.
Your Majesty, Shi Yun inquired again. It has been several months since your ascension; do you need to change the name of the country?
No need to change it; let it be called Great Jing! When Qin Zhang ascended, he used the title of Prince Jing's Residence. Why should I change it? As long as it's clearly recorded in history.
Five years later
Shi Yun stood outside the imperial bedroom, fuming. He had thought this would be a reliable person, but instead, he turned out to be a hands-off shopkeeper. It had been days since he last attended court. He was generous with delegating power, not afraid of giving too much authority. In a moment of excitement, I almost plotted a coup!
Zhe beside him had already covered his mouth, urging him to be quiet. How could you be getting worse at controlling that mouth as you age?
Shi Yun retorted confidently, "Isn't it because of him? It's also infuriating!"
Doesn't His Majesty trust you enough?
But he can't trust too much! Is there anyone who acts like this as an emperor? Just last month, during a major incident, he was nowhere to be found. In the end, The Office of Censors had to be mobilized to locate him. He was chatting with an old woman and an old man on the street while munching on sunflower seeds.
He didn't even bring anyone with him and wasn't afraid of being assassinated in secret. Our emperor is all about enjoying life with the people; the citizens love him for it.
Isn't that true? He puts aside national affairs and seems quite happy dealing with trivial matters.
That aside, since he's free, why not take some time to produce an heir? But he keeps saying he's not considering it for now and wants me to choose from the Sang Family. Haven't I chosen? I've actually considered each one carefully.
Those with good character have no ambition; those with ambition have poor character—there's just no qualified candidate.
Coughing lightly, Gentle stepped out from within the hall, smiling as he interrupted Shi Yun's words. "Master Xiang, His Majesty can hear you."
That was meant for him to hear.
You truly are becoming more lively these days.
Shi Yun snorted coldly and walked past him into the hall, only to see Sang Jue half-reclining on the bed, a small bulge under the blanket.
What kind of behavior is this! It's simply disgraceful! In broad daylight, at least have some decency!
As he spoke, he began to step back.
At that moment, laughter from a child came from under the covers, causing Shi Yun to pause in confusion. Sang Jue smiled and lifted the corner of the blanket, revealing a chubby little boy around three years old. Weren't they in a hurry to find an heir? What about this little fellow? If not him, there was still another.
Sang Jue pulled out another child, placing them side by side on the edge of the bed, carefully cradling them with both hands. "Where did you get these children?"
"They were sent by someone," came the reply. "They can take either the Qi or Sang surname."
"Qi? Sang?"
"Ah, they are the twins of Yongxin Marquis?"
The two little treasures sweetly called him 'Grandpa Shi,' which made Shi Yun feel quite pleased. Ze was a bit slow to react, truly taken aback by the surprise; these two children were none other than his precious grandchildren whom he had only briefly met at birth!
He immediately rushed forward, pushing aside Shi Yun's wrinkled face, exclaiming with delight, "What treasures!"
"What do you think of these two?" Sang Jue asked again.
Once serious matters were brought up, Shi Yun wiped the smile off his face. "I need to take a closer look. Why were they sent over? Have the Yongxin Marquis and his wife returned?"
Recently, the overseas demon clans had been rather unruly, frequently sending spies to stir up trouble in the Court. He had already set sail and planned to confront them directly.
Knowing it would be inconvenient to bring the children along for the journey, they were sent back. Along with the children were Huo Lao and Old Vine; they were resting in a side hall.
When Shi Yun left the palace, he held one child's hand in each of his own.
This was also a subtle expression of Sang Qingxiao's intentions. Although Sang Jue's harem was clean, it was not free from intrigue and scheming.
The Ze family still had a pair of children and that old woman who hadn’t died yet; Sang Qingxiao worried about the children being bullied.
However, Shi Yun was an unrelated party; his home environment was clean, his people were upright in their dealings, and he was well-educated—he was indeed trustworthy.
Shi Yun picked up one of the children and climbed up onto the city wall.
In the glow of the setting sun, the entire city shone golden. Shi Yun felt proud as he looked out over it all. "Look," he said, "this is our Great Jing Dynasty—the greatest dynasty on this continent."
(THE END)
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