PFC Chapter 129: The Conflicted Murong Xin
Chapter 129: The Conflicted Murong Xin
Liang Xin quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "I dare not. I am willing to serve Her Highness the Princess for the rest of my life, and I will never have second thoughts!"
"Don't be so nervous, I'm talking about if..."
"There are no ifs. Princess, your kindness is so great that I will never forget it!" Liang Xin said sincerely, and the other three also quickly expressed their loyalty.
Zhong Ning looked at them quietly without answering. Everything she said just now was just a test!
Even if there are pawns planted by other people in the palace, I hope they can find a way to protect themselves in this wave of treacherous calculations.
Sometimes, the fate of many people is beyond their control.
Zhong Ning probably understood this, so she didn't want to care too much about it.
Fortunately, she is a woman, and even if she is in the royal family, she will be much safer because there is no threat!
Of course, we should still be cautious when necessary.
From now on, her main courtyard would be searched and tidied every three days to prevent anyone from sneaking in inappropriate things.
"Alright, you guys go down! I'm tired!"
"Yes......"
On the other side, Murong Xin, who was riding in a carriage on her way to the palace, suddenly stopped. She suddenly realized that she seemed to have no ability to think independently. The moment she encountered something, she instinctively wanted to ask for help from her father and mother.
Today, she and Sister Zhong had a disagreement due to different ideas. It was obviously just a small matter, but she wanted to go to the palace to complain and express her confusion and grievances.
But if this lawsuit is filed, I am afraid there will be no possibility of reconciliation between her and Sister Zhong.
Thinking of this, Murong Xin immediately called a halt, "Let's not go back to the palace. Let's go for a walk on the street outside and then go back to the mansion!"
Sister Zhong said that this world belongs to the people, not to one family or one surname.
Every citizen is a living person.
As a human being, you need to be respected!
"Mo Xin!" Murong Xin suddenly asked, "What do you think of Sister Zhong?"
Mo Xin suddenly shuddered. She bit her lip, thought about her words, and replied carefully: "Princess Zhaohua is a good person!"
Respect the civilians, respect the slaves, respect all human beings!
He does not have the arrogance of looking down on others, but instead does his best for his subordinates within the scope of his ability!
If such people are not good people, then what are they?
"What about me?" Murong Xin asked again.
"Your Highness, you are a royal relative, I dare not comment on you!" Mo Xin knelt in the carriage and replied cautiously.
Murong Xin was silent for a while.
One is a good person, the other dares not comment!
The discrepancy between the two made her feel somewhat puzzled. She recalled what Zhong Ning had asked her just now: What contributions have you made to the country? What virtues have you shown yourself? What services have you provided to the people?
Murong Xin thought and thought, but couldn't figure out what he had done to benefit the country and the people!
Even though Sister Zhong had just entered the palace, she was able to dominate the banquet at Chongyang Palace and win face for Dayong in front of the four countries.
Later, on behalf of his father, he bravely broke into the Sifang Guild Hall and questioned Nanzhao, causing an uproar throughout the world!
And these are all things she can't do.
When you think about it carefully, apart from being born into a royal family and being a princess, she seems to have nothing else.
She has always been the protected one.
When the carriage reached the bustling downtown, Murong Xin opened the window and looked out from the side of the window to observe the various aspects of human life in this corner of the world.
It seemed that only at this moment did she finally realize that some people were in rags, some had no relatives, some looked around blankly, some were reading in the downtown area, some were selling things on the street, and some were kneeling on the ground begging...
These people cannot even guarantee their own survival, but they have to pay grain and taxes every year to support the entire court!
Including her, a member of the royal family who is high and mighty!
Murong Xin seemed to be thinking about something.
However, after closing the carriage, he returned to his own exclusive world.
People are born unequal, but this is not caused by her.
She didn't need to blame herself for this.
The carriage swayed around the streets and finally returned to the princess's mansion. As soon as it entered the gate, it saw a maid who was arranging flower pots accidentally dropped a pot and smashed it to pieces.
Murong Xin felt heartbroken. Every pot of flowers here were carefully selected by her from the palace greenhouse. The pot of tribute chrysanthemum that was dropped was called Ziyun Zhuiyu, a rare king of purple among chrysanthemum varieties.
But he was thrown to the ground like this, and I don’t know if he can survive.
Murong Xin's sharp eyes fell on the little maid in front of him who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to apologize.
"Someone, drag her away for me... and beat her with a stick..." Eighty strokes of the stick, these three words were on the tip of his lips, but he couldn't say them out loud.
If she were to be beaten with eighty sticks, this little maid would probably be dead, right?
Judging from his age, he is probably only about thirteen or fourteen!
He was thin and had not yet fully grown. At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground in fear, kowtowing and begging for mercy. Soon, a large amount of blood came out of his forehead.
Murong Xin suddenly thought of the grief and sadness in Zhong Ning's tone when he questioned her. These people were obviously slaves, so why couldn't she beat or kill them?
She is the daughter of the current emperor!
Even though she had to live as a princess for some reasons, she was born with a proud nature, and beating and killing servants was something she was very good at!
What's more, it was these slaves themselves who did something wrong!
Such a precious pot of purple chrysanthemum, it is only right to compensate with her life!
Murong Xin forced himself to comfort himself in his heart, but his eyes were fixed on the trembling little maid.
"They were also born by their father and raised by their parents. Unless their family was really in financial difficulty, who would be willing to be someone else's slave?" Zhong Ning's words suddenly lingered in her ears.
The determination she had made with great difficulty collapsed in an instant.
"Your Highness!" Mo Xin gently reminded that the surrounding guards and palace maids were all waiting for her decision!
Murong Xin suddenly came back to her senses, then closed her eyes and said, "This...this princess gives you two choices!"
"First, compensate me according to the price, or find a way to keep this pot of purple chrysanthemum alive. It must be exactly the same as before!"
"Second, thirty strokes of the cane, and the matter is over!"
"It's your choice!"
"Where is the butler?"
"I'm here!" A middle-aged woman in her forties, named Jiang Rong, stepped forward and greeted her. "Please give me your instructions, Princess!"
"You are responsible for this matter. She is under your management. If she made such a serious mistake, you cannot escape the blame! Fine her one month's salary. If it happens again, you will be sent back to the palace!"
After saying that, Murong Xin left leisurely with a cold face.
Everyone was stunned. They were the people specially sent by the emperor to take care of the princess, and their lives and property were in the hands of the princess.
I originally thought that the princess would definitely beat the little palace maid to death this time.
But unexpectedly, it was just a minor punishment.
Jiang Rong did not dare to be careless, because she observed very carefully at that time. When the princess saw the pot of flowers, the murderous intent in her eyes was about to overflow.