Once the child was born and died in infancy.
They could have Qiao Zhishu submit a memorial to the Imperial Court, demanding an explanation from His Majesty or the Ninth Prince.
Such a concession would be nothing to the Imperial Family.
But if the Qiao family made good use of it, they might soar to the heavens in a single leap and move their entire household to the Capital.
At the thought, Old Master Qiao stroked his beard and nodded.
"Master, Princess Ximing has come to blow up the Abandoned Infant Pagoda. Does that mean the law really is going to pass? The Duke never mentioned anything about this!"
The thought suddenly struck Madam Qiao.
If this was the emperor's decree, why had he not openly sent an official to announce it?
How could he possibly send a little princess, a two-and-a-half-year-old child who had not even been weaned?
Did her parents not keep her in line?
It was practically children playing house.
"Don't fret. Didn't all those officials on the Duke's side refuse to cast their approval tokens for her proposal? There's still some time before the final vote. As long as the law hasn't been enacted, she has no grounds to blow up the Abandoned Infant Pagoda."
"Besides, the Duke supported us in building the Abandoned Infant Pagoda in the first place. With him backing us, that new law cannot possibly pass. Rest easy."
Old Master Qiao spoke slowly.
"But Princess Ximing insists on blowing up the pagoda right now. What should we do?" Madam Qiao asked.
"Stall her first. How hard can it be to manipulate a two-and-a-half-year-old girl?"
At least, of the four people in their party, the little princess was the easiest to manipulate.
She was only two and a half and seemed to have