Chapter 30
The screen suddenly disappeared from the faces of the crowd of ancients.
"Gu..." Pei Changying didn't even have a chance to open his mouth and make threats.
He watched helplessly as the livestream was shut down, his rage burning within and causing his whole body to shake.
Gu Sang dared to say he was unfit to be Emperor!
Gu Sang dared to say his reign would collapse!
"Gu Sang! How dare you curse me like this! I will kill you!"
Pei Changying raged and kicked over the table in front of him with his foot.
As the reigning Son of Heaven, it was the first time he had behaved in such an undignified manner in court.
Seeing the Emperor's face twisted in rage, the ministers lowered their eyes and knelt trembling on the ground, awaiting the Emperor's wrath.
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Shortly after, at the Imperial Medical Academy.
"It's fortunate that we asked how to deal with the plague before."
"Isolation and water sources are crucial. Hurry up and prepare these medicinal ingredients. We'll need to send them to the disaster area soon."
Upon learning that the plague had broken out in the southeast following the floods, everyone at the Imperial Medical Academy sprang into action, waiting for the palace to dispatch servants to collect the medicinal ingredients to be sent to the southeast.
With the prescriptions from the future, the Imperial Physicians were full of confidence that they would be able to reduce casualties from this plague.
Unfortunately...
They waited and waited, and waited some more.
But the one who arrived was not the palace messenger eunuch.
Instead, it was several obstinate but well-intentioned ministers who truly cared for the people, making their way to the Imperial Medical Academy in a group.
The Imperial Physicians had not yet recovered from their surprise at the ministers' arrival when the lead minister asked with a complex expression: "We hear you have a prescription to treat the plague? And that this prescription was given by Noble Consort Gu?"
In fact, they had known when they saw the Imperial Medical Academy bustling with activity upon entering.
But they still wanted to ask.
"Yes, Noble Consort is truly compassionate. She gave us several prescriptions that cover isolating the plague, treatment methods, and some medicinal recipes."
"After some research, we are very confident in treating this plague."
"We have prepared the medicines and supplies. This time, we will certainly be able to save those people!"
Seeing the Imperial Physicians' eagerness to depart and hearing that Noble Consort Gu's prescriptions could indeed treat the plague, the ministers looked deeply at them.
Recalling the Emperor's attitude in court, the ministers sighed heavily. They moved their lips but ultimately dared not say anything.
She understood that Consort Zhao was mocking her.
Immediately, Gu Qingrou could no longer sit still. She pursed her lips, found an excuse, and left.
After Gu Sang's livestream, the women in the rear palace no longer schemed and fought against each other like before. Instead, there was a sense of shared suffering.
They were all victims of the patriarchal society. What was the point of fighting?
"Alas, the village struck by the plague is only a dozen or so miles from my home. If the plague continues to spread, then my family..."
"Didn't they say before that Noble Consort gave prescriptions for treating the plague? Why haven't the Imperial Physicians departed yet?"
"Oh, you don't know yet. I heard it was the Emperor's edict..."
Shortly after the Empress left, Consort Zhao overheard the whispers of some palace maids outside.
This time, she did not order her personal maid to silence them.
Let it be in disarray.
The entire palace was already filled with anxiety.
Even she had lost all hope in the Emperor and no longer had any desire to compete for his favor.
Consort Zhao closed her eyes and laughed bitterly. "Have her come back? Hah, it's so good there, why would she ever return?"
"It's just a pity for those people. If Sister Gu were here—"
Suddenly!
Consort Zhao seemed to sense something, her pupils shining with delight.
The next second!
A projection appeared out of thin air, floating in mid-air.
Consort Zhao exclaimed in a hushed voice, "Sister Gu?"
At this moment, Gu Sang had returned home and was sitting on the couch.
Seeing that the person connected to her was actually Consort Zhao, Gu Sang was also slightly taken aback.
"Do you also have questions to ask me?" Gu Sang did not show any displeasure. Her expression was calm, as if she could accommodate everything.
Because;
In her eyes,
The women of ancient times were all sacrifices of the era.
The pursuit of favor was not their fault, but rather the fault of the excessive patriarchy!
After ordering all the palace maids to leave, Consort Zhao pursed her lips and spoke, "Sister Gu, in the past, I was narrow-minded and held prejudices against you. I only wanted to survive in the depths of the palace."
"I don't care," Gu Sang waved her hand. "Just ask whatever you want to ask."