But no matter what plans were in store, Ji Zizhao accepted them all.
Or rather, Ji Zizhao hoped the Fifth Prince wouldn't forget her so soon.
The hatred between her and him had been sealed the moment she turned her back on the Fifth Prince's mansion, clad in her wedding attire.
Frankly, even if the Fifth Prince didn't hold a grudge against her.
She had never intended to let him off the hook.
After sealing the letter and banknotes into an envelope, Ji Zizhao sent Qingzhu to the Fourth Prince's mansion to deliver it.
With these banknotes, the Seventh Prince's journey to Tonglin would surely be smooth sailing.
As soon as Qingzhu left, Shuiling entered, as if she had stumbled upon a grand joke, her eyes nearly disappearing with laughter. "I heard Shopkeeper Xin just said that Young Master Zongyou's life is saved, but he'll never be able to have a marital relationship again. Miss, you should have seen how miserably the new wife cried; it truly made this servant happy to death."
Ji Zongyou had always referred to himself as the sole male heir of the Ji family, using this as his justification for arrogance.
Now, Xin Bi's words had undoubtedly shattered Ji Zongyou's only claim to strength.
To put it bluntly, what difference was there between a man who couldn't have heirs and a eunuch?
Such an outcome was no different than a death sentence for Gu Peilan. It was only natural she would weep.
Ji Zizhao felt no surprise, as everything was as she had anticipated.
Only then could Xinlan's vengeance be considered complete.
However, her mother's revenge had only just begun.
As long as those people were alive, they would have to repay the blood debt with interest.
Ji Zizhao inquired, "Have there been any movements from Grandmother's side?"
Shuiling shook her head. "When I left, I heard the Old Madam had already retired for the night. The First Madam seemed to have sent someone to the main courtyard, but she was blocked by Madam Xu."
Hearing this, Ji Zizhao smiled.
Madam Xu dared to block Madam Gu Peilan's message, which must have been with her grandmother's implicit consent.
It was only natural. A descendant who couldn't produce heirs was no different from a waste to the grandmother.
Once Ji Zongyou completely lost his weight in the grandmother's eyes, Madam Gu Peilan and her daughter would no longer have any reliance in the Ji family.
And without the grandmother's favoritism, how far could they possibly go?
Ji Zizhao was truly looking forward to it.
Tang Di, who was keeping watch at the Fourth Prince's mansion, was struck by a letter that fell from the sky.
Looking up, he saw Qingzhu standing on the eaves, looking at him coldly.
Tang Di felt that as a man, he should break the awkwardness, and thus took the initiative to speak, "Miss Qingzhu is here again to deliver a letter from Miss Ji to His Highness?"
Qingzhu heard his words, her cold face showing no expression, and she directly turned and left.
Tang Di, "..."
With a cold shoulder, Tang Di took the thick letter and knocked on his Highness's study door.
When he saw His Highness open the letter and reveal the thick stack of banknotes inside, the slight sorrow Tang Di felt from Qingzhu's cold treatment instantly vanished, replaced by shock.
One million and five thousand taels!
Where did Miss Ji get so much money from!
Xie Jinglan smiled after reading the letter and said, "This is Ji Zizhao's capability. Go, call Little Seven."
Tang Di felt that from now on, he must maintain a good relationship with Miss Ji.
Xie Jingqi arrived quickly. Upon seeing the banknotes, he was also surprised. "Fourth Brother, did you rob the national treasury?"
Xie Jinglan truthfully replied, "Miss Ji sent it." Sudan Fiction Network
Upon hearing Ji Zizhao's name, Xie Jingqi immediately retracted his hand that was reaching for the banknotes.
Xie Jinglan raised an eyebrow. "What?"
Xie Jingqi said, "We're not close, so it's embarrassing to take so much money from her. Therefore, Fourth Brother, you should quickly marry her. If she becomes my Fourth Sister-in-law, it will be different. We'll all be family, and I won't have such a psychological burden."
Xie Jinglan, "..."
When she accompanied you to Luoyi, you didn't seem so embarrassed!
However, after his foolish brother's words, Xie Jinglan also felt that Ji Zizhao had indeed been a great help. He then instructed Tang Di outside the door, "Release the Butcher."
Tang Di, "..."
Who thanks someone by releasing an assassin?
Is this meant to thank her, or thank her ancestors for eight generations!
Ji Zizhao looked at Tao Hua, who was standing in her courtyard in the middle of the night, and smiled.
She had insisted on leaving Tao Hua at the Fourth Prince's mansion back then. With the cunning of that black sesame-filled fox, he naturally knew that keeping Tao Hua was to prevent further assassination attempts from the Tujue, but more importantly, to monitor his actions.
So after she sent the banknotes, he sent Tao Hua to her.
It was as if he was standing there explicitly telling her to ask whatever she wanted, and after she was done, she could send Tao Hua back to continue monitoring his every move.
But this method of showing goodwill...
Ji Zizhao truly couldn't compliment it.
However, since the person had been sent, even if Ji Zizhao didn't want to play along, she couldn't avoid it.
Tao Hua had originally come to kill her, and now seeing Ji Zizhao was like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep.
Yet, two hours had passed, and Tao Hua hadn't even gotten close to Ji Zizhao.
Seeing Qingzhu and Lianju blocking her in the courtyard and attacking from both sides, Tao Hua was furious. "Two against one, and you're still so energetic. Are all young people so lacking in martial ethics these days?"
Qingzhu certainly didn't feel any shame. "You, an assassin who only cares about money and not lives, dare to talk about martial ethics? I'll beat you to death!"
As for Lianju...
There was no reply, only a continuous stream of fierce attacks.
After being chased and beaten all night, Tao Hua saw that the sky was dawning and thought she would fight again after recovering.
Unexpectedly, with a single command from Ji Zizhao, Qingzhu and Lianju subdued Tao Hua and brought her before Ji Zizhao.
Tao Hua, "..."
Can't I just stop fighting? Why are you so ruthless, woman?
Ji Zizhao had placed Tao Hua at the Fourth Prince's mansion to gather information. Now that the Fourth Prince had released her, regardless of his motives, Ji Zizhao would not miss this opportunity.
She poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Tao Hua, smiling, "It's not too late to talk after you've had some tea."
Tao Hua scoffed. "Don't think I don't know you're skilled in medicine. You just want to poison the tea and force me to talk!"
Ji Zizhao was a little surprised. "You figured that out?"
Tao Hua held her head high, her eternally youthful face full of pride. "After all, I've traveled all over for decades. What you, a little girl, are trying to do, can't escape my eyes?"
Ji Zizhao calmly picked up the teacup in front of Tao Hua and took a sip before saying, "Actually, you've already been poisoned."
As she spoke, she glanced at the censer beside them.
Tao Hua circulated her inner energy and indeed felt sore all over. "You wicked woman!"
Ji Zizhao did not deny it, placing the teacup down with a calm expression.
Seeing that she was already poisoned, Tao Hua simply picked up the teacup Ji Zizhao had drunk from and drained it in one gulp.
The result was Ji Zizhao saying again, "This cup of tea is also poisoned."
Tao Hua was stunned. "Then why did you drink it?"
Ji Zizhao shrugged candidly. "The yin and yang of men and women are inherently different. This yang poison is considered nourishing for women, but for men who are already extremely yang, it's like adding fuel to a raging fire..."
Before she could finish speaking, two streams of blood flowed from Tao Hua's nose.
Tao Hua, who had merely felt sore all over, was now weak and collapsed on the ground.
Her body felt as if it were burning with a fierce fire, and even her breathing was hot and choking.
Ji Zizhao looked at the dazed Tao Hua, leaning down slightly to ask, "Tell me, what did you see and hear at the Fourth Prince's mansion?"
Tao Hua, who had fallen step by step into the net Ji Zizhao had cast, had completely lost the will to resist. In her dazed state, she recounted everything she had seen and heard.
Even though Tao Hua was at the Fourth Prince's mansion, she couldn't get within half a step of the Fourth Prince's courtyard.
Therefore, what Tao Hua heard and saw was merely simple trivia.
Ji Zizhao was not disappointed by this.
The Fourth Prince had released Tao Hua, so he was certain that the things Tao Hua spoke of were safe.
And she was merely asking symbolically, considering it as accepting the goodwill the Fourth Prince had sent.
But just as Ji Zizhao was about to extinguish the incense in the brazier, she heard Tao Hua mumble drowsily again, "I saw with my own eyes that the Fourth Prince had secret correspondence with Xirong."
Hearing this, the hand holding the lid of the brazier trembled.
Her heart, too, gave a jolt.