The Imperial Physician is of no use, they will definitely cooperate over there.
Your Majesty wants to know what kind of scheme the Heir of Prince Ning is up to and advises him to follow the usual approach.
Meanwhile, Prince Ning's followers are all worried, how could it be madness?
On the verge of rebellion, the leader falls ill, a feeling of distress only one who experiences it would understand.
The news of Prince Ning's madness spread quickly, and Ye Ji, knowing some of the details, decided to see for himself.
According to those below, does it seem Old Dog Ning is beyond recovery?
Upon entering Prince Ning's camp, Ye Ji saw Ning Guangjun standing there, laughing loudly and speaking excitedly: "Good, good, you're all talented, truly talented people. Do good work, and this prince certainly won't treat you poorly."
Ye Ji remained silent, lifting his eyes to glance at those talented individuals: a chair, a basin, a sword, and a pair of boots.
It seems Old Dog Ning is truly mad now.
According to Zhao Jincai, it might have been due to that bowl of mushroom soup from the Princely Heir.
Ye Ji couldn't help but smile inwardly, Old Dog Ning probably never imagined he'd raise such a devoted son, did he?
His gaze fell upon the person standing not far beside Ning Guangjun, slightly lowering his head, eyes darkening not knowing what Ning Zhen's intentions were.
It's quite interesting, so let's wait and see.
Let's watch how this kid leads himself to ruin!
"Heir of Prince Ning," Ye Ji called out sternly.
Ah Chen slightly raised his head, cupping his hands in salute, "Your Majesty."
"Take good care of Prince Ning, you're allowed to summon the Imperial Physician from the palace at any time," Ye Ji casually glanced at her face, catching sight of her innocent and clear eyes, leaving a distinct impression in his heart.
Where had he seen those eyes before?
Where could it possibly be?
For a moment, Ye Ji found himself a bit distracted.
Without him speaking, no one dared make a sound, all quietly waiting for the young emperor's orders.
As everyone knows, the Emperor actually does not get along with Prince Ning. Now that Prince Ning has gone mad, it is unquestionably good news for this young emperor. Without Prince Ning, who knows what the future holds for the Prince Mansion? It appears it will surely face defeat.
The followers of Prince Ning present were already silently making other plans. In Prince Ning's better days, there was hope, but now he's completely mad - of what use could he be?
As for that normally quiet and mediocre princely heir, there's no relying on him. Everyone knew he was a mediocrity, with hardly any friends, merely a compliant follower trailing behind Prince Ning all day.
"Thank you, Your Majesty," Ah Chen replied, finally pulling the daydreaming man back to the present.
Ye Ji felt a bit annoyed by his earlier behavior, his gaze swept briefly across her face, then he quickly turned and left.
He must have been sleep-deprived, causing him to be so distracted!
Blame Old Dog Ning for suddenly falling ill and unable to rebel, causing him to lose a night's sleep in vain.
The hunting session at Ping Mountain Hunting Ground ended with Prince Ning suddenly falling ill and, upon waking, being afflicted by madness.
On the way back to the Capital City, Ah Chen noticed Prince Ning's followers were noticeably colder. Many people came to check on Ning Guangjun multiple times, but Ning Guangjun remained crazed, showing no signs of improvement.
Especially after learning that even the Imperial Physician could do nothing, fewer and fewer people showed concern for Ning Guangjun.
Ten days passed, and the once bustling Prince Ning Mansion was now deserted.
As the saying goes, 'a scrawny camel is bigger than a horse', and some started eyeing Prince Ning Mansion's assets. Although Prince Ning is mad, the mansion's properties are plenty. Beyond what outsiders might think, even those within were growing restless.
At the end of the month, numerous shops in the Capital City were closing accounts, but many shops were showing issues.
Ah Chen lounged casually on a soft cushion, flipping through the account books, appearing serious.
Inside the room, two others were helping with the accounts: one was her personal maid Qing Zhu, and the other was her bodyguard Ying Fang, who was disguised as a man like the Commissioner, to protect the latter's secrets.
Both were personally selected by the Commissioner and were absolutely loyal to her.
The Commissioner was indeed somewhat timid and dull, not because she originally had such a nature, but because she grew up under Ning Guangjun's oppression and intimidation.
For Ah Chen, this personality avoided a lot of trouble, at least Prince Ning's followers wouldn't push her to lead a rebellion. Once Prince Ning was no longer viable, they all scattered faster than rabbits.
It was convenient.
The Emperor in the palace is no pushover. Whatever actions they planned next, they'd eventually be dealt with.
Successfully stopping the rebellion was already a victory; the next step was resolving other hidden threats in Prince Ning Mansion, and then addressing the issues involving the Commissioner's seven sisters, who were all pitiful. Except for the fifth sister Ning Yuxue, who was reasonably well off, the other sisters lived in misery.
As for the Emperor in the palace, she originally had a plan: attracting the Emperor's interest was just part of it. As long as the Emperor was interested, she wouldn't target her immediately, giving her enough time to prepare.
After meeting on that day, she had more confidence.
When she met Little Seven, she only sensed a connection but didn't expect the intern scenario Little Seven was placed in to be such a pleasant surprise.
Fu You...
It's time to go home.
After finishing the accounts, Ah Chen summoned all the shopkeepers from the entire Capital City, who stood like indifferent pigs waiting for orders from this unnoticed princely heir.
They didn't think the princely heir could do anything to them.
Prince Ning was no longer capable, and they needed to find their own way out, no?
The Heir couldn't manage so many shops, it wasn't their fault.
"It seems you all have nothing to say?" Ah Chen asked.
One person stepped forward, appearing respectful but his eyes were full of disdain, he cupped his hands and said: "Please enlighten us with your directives, Young Master, so we may act accordingly."
Ah Chen's fingers gently tapped the account book, "Alright, this Young Master will tell you, and you must comply."
The shopkeepers continued to feel disdain, speaking so softly, just as rumored, being useless. How could he have any authority? Sooner or later, those shops would become theirs.
"Everyone, return all you've taken, and this Young Master will overlook past mistakes."
Upon hearing this, someone couldn't help but snicker.
Soon, others began complaining tearfully, saying business in the Capital City was becoming tougher and tougher, turning a profit was already decent, how could prosperity be sustained for the long term, each putting up the front of working diligently for Prince Ning Mansion, showing the Princely Heir their disappointed look?
They were certain the Princely Heir wouldn't dare act, and besides, without them who would manage those shops? Would the Heir rely on himself? Did he have people? Managing just Ning Ning Mansion internally would be difficult enough.
Without them, many shops would close within a month. If he drove them away, they'd find other opportunities, and many sought to carve a piece out of Prince Ning Mansion; they'd be welcome with open arms.
"Since the Young Master so mistrusts us, we'll leave on our own accord, and you can manage the shops yourself." Without waiting for Ah Chen's response, one shopkeeper angrily stormed off, and the rest clamored the same.