Ming Dynasty: Empress Ma and I swapped clothes!

Chapter 140 Su Qing'er's Saintly Heart

"When His Highness the Crown Prince arrives one day, we can speak up properly, and perhaps it will have some effect."

Ma Wenxiang said slowly.

Su Qing'er nodded slightly. At this moment, she knew that her actions were indeed putting people in a difficult position, but she really couldn't bear to let someone die without helping.

Fortunately, Ma Wenxiang was quite reasonable in his actions, and he didn't truly make her despair, but only gave her a sliver of hope.

"Alright, everyone, get out of here. I need to be alone for a while."

Ma Wenxiang said again.

Su Qing'er and the others then withdrew.

Once outside, just as Su Qing'er was about to turn around and do her errand, Sun Miaoran's somewhat cold voice suddenly rang out: "Sister Qing'er really shouldn't have done that just now. It made things difficult for her own people, and it wouldn't have helped the servants at all."

Don't you know the rules of the palace, Sister Qing'er?

This action is tantamount to stepping directly onto a heated brick bed.

Was it really necessary to let momentary leniency harm your own family?

Compared to Su Qing'er, Sun Miaoran is more ruthless. She rarely gets involved in other people's affairs and still respects other people's fates very much.

"But...but..."

Su Qing'er's eyes reddened.

She wasn't entirely unaware of these principles, but ultimately she was too comfortable staying in Kunning Palace, too protected by Ma Wenxiang, so she was oblivious to the hardships and trials outside.

To do something like this in a moment of impulse.

Although it could be explained away, it unintentionally brought some trouble to those around him.

Whether this was the right or wrong thing to do depends on the final outcome.

Sun Miaoran left it at that, not wanting these outsiders' affairs to affect the bond between the sisters.

The two of them will not only serve together in the palace in the future.

Within this harem, everyone is united as one.

Su Qing'er couldn't quite distinguish between outsiders and insiders, but Sun Miaoran's scales in her heart never missed a beat.

"Actually, you don't need to take Qing'er's words too seriously."

Although she has a good heart, she is prone to making things worse by overdoing it.

"I know."

Ma Wenxiang's calm voice rang out, indicating that he was not an ignorant person.

A slight smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a bitter smile instantly emerged.

Seeing Sun Miaoran's puzzled look, Ma Wenxiang replied, "Actually, I also really want to help them. Not only can we prevent this palace chaos, but we can also make another contribution."

"So you are just like Sister Qing'er, a kind-hearted person. In that case, you are not on my side. Instead, I have become the villain."

Sun Miaoran looked up at Ma Wenxiang, but she didn't think she had done anything wrong.

Nobody wants someone who is incapable of distinguishing right from wrong to be the person next to them, and Ma Wenxiang had this thought.

She was naturally happy to do so, and did so willingly.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miaoran."

Ma Wenxiang spoke again, which can be said to have inadvertently taken advantage of Sun Miaoran.

Sun Miaoran smiled and didn't mind.

It would be best if Ma Wenxiang made a decision.

She just needs to keep doing her job.

When the time was right, Ma Wenxiang appeared in the Wenhua Hall within the palace.

This is also where the Crown Prince currently resides, so it naturally carries some weight.

Now the Crown Prince's residence has quite a few subordinates. Although he is only a teenager, he is almost of coming-of-age age. Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang's arrangements for him, the subordinates in the residence, and the future team are all important.

Now they are beginning to take shape.

In other words, the Ming Dynasty has not yet truly established itself, the Northern Yuan court has not yet been destroyed, and there are still various vassal forces that have been brought under its control, and many of them still harbor disloyal intentions.

In addition, with the constant floods and droughts in various counties and regions, Zhu Yuanzhang was really reluctant to hand over the management of such a great Ming Dynasty to his son, so it was natural for him, as the father, to bear the burden.

"Mother, what brings you to the Wenhua Hall so late?"

After being informed by the people outside the Wenhua Hall, Zhu Biao, having finished his official business, appeared inside the hall. Upon seeing Ma Wenxiang, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

During their time together, Zhu Biao got a pretty good grasp of Ma Wenxiang's temperament. He prioritized leisure and enjoyment in everything he did, but he also occasionally displayed a decent sense of responsibility.

If that's all there is to it, then I shouldn't have come tonight, especially not for the sake of these palace maids.

They are people who have genuinely made mistakes.

Zhu Biao was extremely unwilling to make an exception for such a person, but it still came down to that one word.

No.

"I understand why Mother has come."

"However, this matter involves many palace affairs, and if not handled properly, it could cause chaos within the palace. I'm sure Mother, with her wisdom, has already considered this possibility."

Zhu Biao spoke slowly.

After hearing this, Ma Wenxiang sighed and then spoke again: "Today, it is not for those palace servants who have broken the law, but for those palace servants who will commit crimes in the future."

"Why not set up a reporting station in this back courtyard? If someone reports a crime, their merits and demerits can be offset, or their punishment can be reduced accordingly."

"What is His Highness's opinion?"

A hint of tension flickered in Ma Wenxiang's eyes, after all, this was the last thing he could do at that moment.

Zhu Biao thought for a moment, then muttered to himself, "The whistleblower office... does make some sense. But why should Mother worry so much about these trivial matters?"

If someone violates the laws of the country, the law will deal with it accordingly.

My mother's temperament is really not good.

"What Mother should be doing most is instructing the princes in the inner court. Does Mother really need to interfere in the affairs of the court?"

Zhu Biao leaned forward, his gaze fixed intently on Ma Wenxiang.

At this moment, Ma Wenxiang was unable to answer.

He also knew that the mother the Crown Prince was referring to was not him, but the concubine outside the palace.

Ma Wenxiang and that concubine outside the palace are naturally not the same thing.

In this backyard, the attitude of the Zhu family father and son towards him is now quite clear.

Since he has connections here, let him make good use of them. As for other matters, let's not meddle in them.

Looking at the table in front of him, Ma Wenxiang gave a bitter smile. He had oversimplified things.

I had thought that this Crown Prince would be easier to get along with than the Emperor, but now it seems that this Crown Prince could probably be called a little emperor in this palace long ago.

If he had not died, the Ming Dynasty would surely have been able to rise again after a second generation, and even the so-called Lan Yu and others would not have been able to escape his punishment.