Chapter 622: Chapter 620: The Transmigrated Woman Who Self-Destructed 18 Times 51
"The lady does not wish to see you," Lan Xin stepped out and conveyed Ah Chen’s words, "The lady said, who are you to think you can meet her at your whim?"
Old Madam Shen almost got upset to the point of fainting, and she left with a livid face.
Then, the imperial examination concluded, and Shen Zheng’an lived up to expectations by taking the top scorer position once again. Naturally, in the palace examination, he was appointed by Jiang Zhi, the Emperor, as the champion scholar.
Having fulfilled his wish, Shen Zheng’an couldn’t wait to prepare for his wedding.
As for the Marquis Mansion that came by once again, they were stopped before even reaching him.
Now, he just wanted to get married! No one was allowed to disturb him!
After the wedding, Shen Zheng’an also became busy. Jiang Zhi wanted to achieve great things, and so did he.
Because there was a space, they often gathered within it, so Shen Zheng’an did not mind going to handle affairs in other places.
As Shen Zheng’an’s official position grew higher, more people wanted to curry favor with Ah Chen, but she wasn’t interested. She only spent time with a few people she didn’t dislike and was too lazy to entertain others, which Shen Zheng’an didn’t lack either.
The relationship between them and Jiang Zhi was something no one could undermine.
Outsiders had no idea that even if Shen Zheng’an argued fiercely with Jiang Zhi in the court, they still drank together in the space at night.
This Yang Dynasty Emperor was quite distinguished; in the space, he had to personally farm, ending up drenched in sweat, yet he found joy in it.
Every time at this moment, Shen Zheng’an would laugh, "Someone else thinks Your Majesty wants to kill me again."
Jiang Zhi walked back, expressionless, "Would I dare?"
Not to mention whether he dared or not, even without Miss Chu, he couldn’t kill Shen Zheng’an.
It’s just a matter of differing opinions, so what if they argue?
"Your Majesty, wipe your sweat." A woman dressed in palace attire wiped Jiang Zhi’s sweat with a handkerchief. This woman was Jiang Zhi’s Empress.
Three years after their marriage, Jiang Zhi shared this secret with her.
Though the Emperor was solitary, he wasn’t lonely. Those who entered the space were all trustworthy, but ultimately, they weren’t the one by his side.
He also wanted to live a good life.
So, three years later, he brought her in. Sure enough, life became increasingly comfortable.
With the Empress, he no longer considered holding a selection, questioning its meaning. He wasn’t fond of women and saw no need to marry a minister’s daughter to balance power and consolidate status, sparing himself the trouble.
Shen Zheng’an’s life was something he envied greatly, and upon experiencing it, it turned out to be quite enjoyable.
Nowadays, as the Yang Dynasty grew stronger, the day when everyone had enough to eat was drawing near, bringing him great satisfaction.
He truly was a fortunate Emperor.
In the grand tapestry of history, there probably wasn’t an Emperor as lucky as him.
"Have people from the Marquis Mansion come looking for you?" Jiang Zhi suddenly asked.
Shen Zheng’an replied, "No, I’ve kept them busy with some matters. I heard Shen Jun is on the verge of failing. The Shen Family wanted to have a child adopted into Shen Jun’s name, but the Old Madam refused. However, now the Shen Family holds considerable grievances against them, and it’s no longer possible for the Old Madam to adopt a child from the Shen Family."
That Old Madam Shen didn’t really care about preserving the honor of the Marquis Mansion, otherwise it wouldn’t have turned into such a mess initially.
But that’s none of his business; he had long severed ties with the Marquis Mansion.
"Chenchen, wipe me too." Suddenly remembering something, Shen Zheng’an leaned his head close to Ah Chen, looking obedient.
If the ministers saw this scene of Shen Zheng’an, they would think they had seen a ghost.
Jiang Zhi burst into amused anger, "You’re not farming, nor sweating, what are you wiping for?"
This guy really needed a beating.
Next time there’s an opportunity, he should give Shen Zheng’an a good scolding in court, making everyone believe he was about to kill Shen Zheng’an! Jiang Zhi secretly thought.
Yet Ah Chen took out a handkerchief and wiped Shen Zheng’an’s forehead nonetheless, indulging him as always.
Jiang Zhi shook his head; this guy was fortunate too.
But now he no longer envied him.
He held the Empress’s hand beside him, his smile genuine, for all were fortunate, and none envied the other.
On this day, someone impeached Shen Zhengjie in court.
Since Jiang Zhi’s ascension, Shen Zhengjie knew the grand trend was against him. Initially, he worried it would be like the previous life, yet unexpectedly, this life’s circumstances were different. Jiang Yuan just accepted his fate, dutifully serving as a Prince, and was even granted the title of Prince of Virtue. Shen Zhengjie, initially apprehensive, found satisfaction in this outcome. He was on Jiang Yuan’s ship; as long as Jiang Yuan stood, his life went smoothly.
His biggest headache was indeed Shen Nanqiao, frequently hearing about the jokes arising from her jealousy and rivalries. Despite understanding these female matters, he couldn’t help and could only send messages to Shen Nanqiao, advising her to be compliant and not to let jealousy over trivial matters exhaust the Prince’s patience, or she’d ultimately suffer. Rather than compete with those women in the inner palace, it would be better to strive for an heir soon.
But by then, Shen Nanqiao had already lost her rationality, unable to hear. Stimulated by Jin Zhu, she forgot she was a reincarnator, harboring deep hatred toward Jin Zhu, resenting how adeptly she had enchanted Jiang Yuan, desperately wanting to eliminate Jin Zhu.
Seeing that he couldn’t persuade her, and Shen Nanqiao even wanted his help to eliminate Jin Zhu, Shen Zhengjie stopped intervening.
He had seen Jiang Yuan’s ruthlessness, knowing full well that if he eliminated Jin Zhu, he’d be finished too. Since his sister wouldn’t listen, he’d let her be.
Afterwards, he distanced himself from Shen Nanqiao.
Watching Shen Zheng’an climb step by step, he grew anxious but didn’t dare face Shen Zheng’an’s sharpness.
The Marquis Mansion had many incidents again. In the Capital City, he encountered countless strange looks daily; the Prince didn’t particularly value him, so he had little chance of standing out by staying here. Upon an opportunity to go elsewhere, he seized it without hesitation.
Initially planning ambitious endeavors, he turned to revel in being a local despot, unaware it was all under Jiang Yuan’s control. Observing Shen Zhengjie heading towards ruin, Jiang Yuan arranged for someone to impeach him without hesitation.
He was never harsh to those around him, extremely tolerant of capable people, but to betrayers, he showed no mercy. Now was time to deal with Shen Zhengjie.
When Shen Zhengjie was thrown into the dungeons, he was disoriented. How did it come to this?
Wasn’t he a reincarnator?
This life, the Prince wasn’t confined, even gaining a good reputation. Among His Majesty’s brothers, his status was the highest. As his brother-in-law, with the Prince as his backer, he should’ve had a smooth life.
"I have zero tolerance for betrayal," Jiang Yuan said as he stood before Shen Zhengjie in the dungeon.
Without waiting for pleas, he left with Bai Hong Taoist.
Upon exiting the dungeon, he told Bai Hong Taoist, "Yesterday, news came from Cheng County about a drought. You should visit there."
His skills in controlling the weather were indeed impressive!
Bai Hong Taoist: ...
This wasn’t how it was written in the stories; wasn’t praying for rain supposed to be a solemn affair? Why did it become that wherever it was needed, he’d go? Like a laborer.
