After rebirth, she turned around and married the emperor's uncle and tore the scumbag apart

Wang Qing returned to the mansion with a gloomy face and went straight to the study.

Today, the emperor trampled on his face in front of so many people, without any regard for the past relationship between the monarch and his subject.

In that case, he doesn't need to worry about it.

Wang Qing entered the study and just picked up the pen when Qu pushed the door open with a look of joy on her face. "Master, our Shu'er finally spoke to me today and she didn't make any noise..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw Wang Qing staring at her fiercely.

When Qu saw the brush in Wang Qing's hand, he realized that he had disturbed Wang Qing.

Qu paused as she was about to move forward and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

Wang Qing threw his pen to the ground and angrily scolded, "After returning from Longhua Temple, I should have insisted on strangling that rebellious girl to death with a white silk cloth!"

Hearing what he said, Qu was furious and scolded Wang Qing, "Shu'er followed you to Longhua Temple innocently, but you, as an incompetent father, failed to protect her and instead strangled her to death!"

She sneered and said sarcastically, "Before you strangle her, you might as well strangle yourself first!"

Qu always spoke harshly, and when it came to her only daughter Wang Jingshu, she poked Wang Qing in the lungs without mercy.

Wang Qing clenched his fists tightly. The Qu family has always been strong, and they have evidence of what he has done over the years.

No matter what he thinks, it's just a thought.

He said in a deep voice: "Today is the birthday banquet. His Majesty has issued an order that Shu'er will marry into the Eastern Palace as a concubine on June 18th next year."

"That's impossible!" Qu's face instantly turned angry: "My Shu'er can't be a lowly concubine no matter what."

She looked at Wang Qing and ordered coldly, "No matter what, you have to find a way to cancel this marriage. Shu'er likes King Jing. I showed her the portrait of King Jing today, and her condition has improved a lot. I want her to marry King Jing!"

Wang Qing said with a sullen face: "She is no longer innocent. King Jing saw with his own eyes that her clothes were disheveled. If she is willing to marry, King Jing will not wear this green hat."

Qu retorted, "There are many women who marry twice, and they are not perfect. Why can't my Shu'er do the same?"

Wang Qing reminded in a deep voice, "It was the Crown Prince who granted the marriage by imperial decree!"

Qu snorted coldly, "Then let's change the crown prince. Aren't you on King Jing's side anyway? Besides, you're on King Jing's side for the position of Minister of Revenue, so what's wrong with changing our daughter's marriage?"

"Got it!" Wang Qing responded perfunctorily and left the house.

In Prince Jing's mansion, Wang Qing was led to the study by a servant.

This was his first time in King Jing's study, where bookshelves were neatly arranged, and there were some vases and incense burners as decorations. There were several paintings of red plum blossoms hanging on the wall, which looked very elegant.

King Jing was sitting at a table with a piece of paper on it, and he looked like he was about to draw something.

Wang Qing went in and bowed respectfully, "I congratulate Your Highness on your happy marriage."

"Lord Wang, please stand up and sit down." Xiao Changan waved his hand casually, and said with a smile on his face, "Lord Wang, you are not here to congratulate me, right?"

Wang Qing sat down and nodded respectfully, "Your Highness is wise, it is indeed so. I will not beat around the bush with Your Highness and will speak directly. I do not want my daughter to marry into the East Palace, and I do not want her to become the prince's concubine."

Xiao Changan gently curled his lips and spoke frankly, "Lord Wang, I also guessed that you would come today, so I waited for you in the study. This matter must be handled step by step. It is impossible to suddenly change my father's mind."

Wang Qing looked at Xiao Changan with a painful expression, and complained to him in a painful voice, "I can't wait! Today's humiliation is more painful than swallowing a red-hot iron. Looking at the eyes of my colleagues, I feel like I am naked, ashamed."

His eyes had turned bloodshot due to extreme anger.

Xiao Changan curled his lips lightly and looked at Wang Qing, "Sir Wang, you should know how difficult this matter is. My current power is still not enough to fight against the crown prince."

He changed the subject and said, "But if someone can report the situation around the prince regularly, things will be much simpler. Does Lord Wang understand?"

Wang Qing understood his hint. Xiao Changan wanted him to go to the prince to find out the situation.

He nodded without hesitation and said, "I am willing to lend a helping hand to Your Highness."

Seeing Wang Qing's cooperation, Xiao Changan also showed his sincerity, "Don't worry, Lord Wang, after the matter is accomplished, the position of my concubine will be Shu'er's."

After getting the promise, the thorn in Wang Qing's heart finally felt less painful.

This matter was resolved, but another matter also made Wang Qing feel uneasy. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Your Highness, is everything going well in the Dali Temple prison?"

Xiao Changan said: "The poison has been put into Jiang Fu's kettle. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be news that Jiang Fu has committed suicide by taking poison tomorrow morning."

In order to comfort Wang Qing, Xiao Changan added: "Don't worry, Lord Wang, we are in the same boat. I will not ignore you."

Wang Qing nodded, "Thank you, Your Highness. I am relieved now."

Prince Su protected all the witnesses about Jiang Fu very well, and they tried for a long time but failed to kill him.

If it wasn’t the emperor’s birthday this time, and all the officials from the Dali Temple were attending the birthday banquet, they wouldn’t have had this opportunity.

As long as Jiang Fu died, he would be the Minister of Revenue, a second-rank official.

In the Ministry of Revenue, no one would put pressure on him anymore.

As soon as Wang Qing left, Xiao Changan continued his unfinished painting. Purple ink spread across the paper. Under the tip of the pen, a bright and charming woman smiled at him quietly in the painting.

Xiao Changan looked at the portrait of Su Lingyue on the paper and chuckled, "Soon, you will be mine."

The British public is attached, with a gloomy and gloomy look.

They never imagined that the person they protected so well could catch the emperor's eye and be appointed to King Jing.

The situation in the He Mansion was even worse. When Jia heard that her daughter, whom she had hidden and raised in another place, was going to marry the prince, she fainted from tears three times after returning from He Wen and He Taifu.

"Everyone knows that the Crown Prince and King Jing are fighting fiercely. Who knows if they will turn it into a fight like the seven princes fighting for the throne? Either you die or I die."

Jia wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and new tears immediately flowed out like a spring.

She looked at Master He and He Wen with tears in her eyes, "Father, husband, please think of a solution quickly. Qianqian has been raised in her hometown since she was ten years old and is lively and spontaneous. How can she handle a fight for the throne? If she marries the prince, she will be tortured to death sooner or later!"

Master He sighed and said, "I will visit Prince Su tomorrow."

Many ministers in the capital who had high expectations for the next emperor also suffered from insomnia.

Although the emperor forbids the formation of factions for personal gain, they will inevitably speak up for the prince they favor in the court.

After the arranged marriage, what will happen to their future if their ideal prince does not become emperor?