Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 38 - 037 Prime Minister Residences Number One Talented

Chapter 38: 037 Prime Minister Residence’s Number One Talented Lady (19)

Chapter 38: 037 Prime Minister Residence’s Number One Talented Lady (19)

Bai Zhenzhen seemed to have gone mad, as she frantically grasped her own hair, “Impossible? How could you be here, where are the people from the Jiangnan Gu Family?”

Before coming, she and the Third Prince had both considered who might be in control of all this, and their thoughts surprisingly coincided, believing that the other party was probably a middle-aged man around forty or fifty years old.

But Bai Zhenzhen could never have imagined that the person she saw would be Ye Shaohua! Was Ye Shaohua the wealthiest in Jiangnan? How old was she even?

Bai Zhenzhen felt that this ancient era was simply too absurd!

The shock of the Third Prince was no less than that of Bai Zhenzhen, and from a certain aspect, he was even more astonished than her.

So, the person in Jiangnan was her, many things he couldn’t understand now became clear.

No wonder, no wonder General Su could rush over from the border in just one night.

No wonder the Crown Prince’s condition could stabilize.

The richest person in Jiangnan had countless capable people under her command, essentially nothing they wanted to do was impossible.

Thinking back to when his father Emperor arranged his marriage with Ye Shaohua, it was not because of favoritism, but because his father knew Ye Shaohua’s identity was not simple! Yet he still foolishly thought his father favored her…

Regret filled the Third Prince’s eyes, wishing he could punch himself awake.

The Crown Prince, sitting behind the gauze, looked up in the direction of the Third Prince with a cool voice, “What are you all standing around for? If Father finds out the suspect has escaped, you all will face consequences.”

Ye Shaohua, with a “swoosh,” closed the folding fan and tapped it carelessly on her hand. Originally, she had let Bai Zhenzhen out just for a bit of fun; she had not expected Bai Zhenzhen to be of such poor mental quality, “Alright, take them away.”

The Third Prince muttered to himself as if he had gone mad.

Bai Zhenzhen was rigidly escorted away by the imperial guards.

Originally, she thought that as a transmigrant she would be the one at the peak of this world, but she never expected that the wealth Ye Shaohua possessed reached heights she could never achieve in her lifetime.

Her elegance, Ye Shaohua probably wouldn’t even bother with.

Bai Zhenzhen’s face turned purple with humiliation, a sense of unspeakable shame and embarrassment spreading from her chest.

Even in chess, which she took pride in, she couldn’t compare to Ye Shaohua. Bai Zhenzhen’s sense of superiority as a modern person on a pedestal vanished in an instant.

Outside Tianji Building.

“Shaohua, is that Fang Tuo?” Ye’s aunt descended from her luxurious sedan chair, ignoring the Third Prince and others, her gaze fixed on the last Fang Tuo, “I heard from my sister-in-law that the most outstanding man in the court is this young man. It’s just that he chose the wrong side. If you like him, I can mention it to your brother…”

She overlooked the increasingly radiant smile of the Crown Prince at her side.

“Auntie, his heart is set on Lady Bai of the Bai Family, you should not meddle,” Ye Shaohua’s gaze fixed on her aunt’s forehead, her voice suddenly lowered, “What happened?”

Upon hearing the first part, Ye’s aunt no longer brought up Fang Tuo. At the question, she nonchalantly touched her forehead and replied, “That Wen Baihe’s concubine had me washing clothes, and I accidentally bumped into something.”

“I’ll accompany you to the Wen Family,” the Crown Prince said softly.

The group left in a grand procession, and before boarding his own sedan, the Crown Prince glanced sideways towards Fang Tuo.

Fang Tuo watched Ye Shaohua leave without even a glance at him, his head down, fingers clenched so tight they nearly pierced his palm, his smile somewhat bitter.

Wen Baihe had originally been entertaining guests in the study room, but upon hearing that the Crown Prince and Ye Shaohua had returned, he hurriedly set up an incense table to welcome them, visibly startled.

The ministers in the study room exchanged glances and knew they were right to come.

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All officials involved in the rebellion were locked up in the prison, except for the Wen Family. At this thought, they couldn’t help but envy Wen Baihe for having established marriage ties with the Ye Residence.

“Uncle,” Ye Shaohua avoided the tea personally poured by Wen Baihe, “what about that concubine of yours?”

“How dare she be disrespectful to my wife, I’ve thrown her into the dungeon. Niece, you would want to…” Wen Baihe greeted Ye Shaohua with enthusiasm.

The downfall of the Third Prince and the General Residence’s defeat seemed to be their own doing on the surface, but anyone with a brain could see that it was clearly a trap set by the Crown Prince and Ye Shaohua!

Poor Third Prince and Bai Zhenzhen, even combining their forces was not enough to compete with what Ye Shaohua and company were playing at.

In the future, the Taiwei Residence would have to rely on the Prime Minister Residence, could Wen Baihe be anything but humble?

Ye Shaohua saw the injury on her young aunt’s head and asked directly what she wanted to do. Even if she wanted that concubine dead, Ye Shaohua could make it happen.

“No need for such trouble, just make that concubine a drudge maid for me,” her young aunt laughed lightly, “there’s a big pile of clothes in my room that need washing, Taiwei, you wouldn’t feel bad about that, would you?”

Wen Baihe’s face didn’t change a bit. Instead, he answered with eyes lowered subserviently, “It’s that lowly woman’s own fault. What you’re doing is only right, madam.”

Remembering how that lowly woman had tricked him into taking away the Ye Family’s dowry, which had caused a rift with the Ye Family, he wished he could have her hacked to pieces.

Ye Shaohua’s young aunt gave a scoffing laugh. This man truly had no backbone.

The two Ministers standing by, trembling in fear, exchanged glances. It seemed that pleasing this Young Lady Ye would be the way to go in the future—it didn’t look like the Wen Family was reliable.

**

In this struggle for the throne, the Crown Prince had shined exceptionally well. Especially since he had demonstrated his remarkable talent before, everyone at the Royal Court felt sorry that such a promising successor might have a short life.

Now with his health restored and a clear goal in sight, his brilliance was undoubtedly showing, and with Ye Shaohua by his side, the two made a formidable team. No one could hope to gain an advantage over them.

The Emperor also realized this and gradually handed over the affairs of the Royal Court to the Crown Prince.

Among the officials involved in the previous rebellion were indeed several talented and upright ministers, like Fang Tuo. The Crown Prince, valuing talent and not bearing grudges, personally went to the prison to invite them out.

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhenzhen’s eyes lit up, and she immediately signaled to the clerks to fetch her paper and ink to write a “A River of Red” poem. Then she grabbed the clerk by the neck, “Go find the Crown Prince and tell him I have a masterpiece to show him!”

Baili Yunzheng was in his study meeting with several literati, initially uninterested in seeing Bai Zhenzhen, but suddenly thought of something. Tapping the desk, he instructed, “Bring her here.”

Once Bai Zhenzhen arrived, she immediately showed them the “A River of Red” poem. This was considered one of the greatest ancient poems by a master teacher; she didn’t believe the Crown Prince could resist it!

Fang Tuo and the Grand Secretaries and others passed the poem around, full of admiration, “How can one have white hair in one’s youth idly without grief… ‘Tis time to tidy up the old rivers and mountains anew, facing the heaven’s palace. Lady Bai truly has immense talent, we are all impressed!”

Fang Tuo was surprised as well.

Baili Yunzheng held the paper in his hand, eyes slightly deepened, “Did you write this, and when?”

“Of course,” Bai Zhenzhen was somewhat carried away with the praise around her and the admiring gazes, “it was just a sudden burst of inspiration.”

She wanted to show Baili Yunzheng just how talented she was, claiming it took her just a few minutes to complete such a poem.

And indeed, hearing her words, the praises in the study room increased, with some suggesting the Crown Prince should not overlook such a talent.

Baili Yunzheng, however, smiled warmly. He pulled out a yellowed book from the stack, flipped to a certain page, and threw it in front of a now smugly smiling Bai Zhenzhen, “Half a year ago, Shaohua found a unique book in Divine Doctor Valley, Lady Bai, do you know what’s written inside it?”

Without waiting for her response, Baili Yunzheng gently said, “There happens to be an ‘A River of Red’ in it, but the original author is Yue Fei. Oh, and there’s also ‘Water Tune Song Head,’ which Lady Bai recited at a banquet before. Its author is listed as Su Shi.”