Not daring to forget for even a moment, fate is cause and effect, the curtain rises [part two]

The Imperial Garden.

Emperor Jingde could not even be bothered to keep up appearances before the coffin. He went straight back to the Imperial Garden to enjoy fragrant tea.

Qin Zhong sat on a brocade stool, holding his fragrant tea, overwhelmed by the favor.

Wei Yongzhong hurried over and reported softly:

"Your Majesty, Wang Ziteng requests an audience."

Emperor Jingde nodded.

"Summon him."

A moment later, Wang Ziteng arrived with Jia Baoyu, and both kowtowed with utmost reverence. Jia Baoyu in particular looked restrained and devout, his entire face almost pressed against the ground.

Wang Ziteng was hardly surprised to see Qin Zhong. Everyone at Court knew this was a performance, one that would consign the little beast to eternal ruin with perfect justification.

His Majesty had achieved his aim and secured a fine reputation as well. This was imperial statecraft of the highest order.

Emperor Jingde asked indifferently:

"What is it?"

Wang Ziteng gave a flattering smile and said respectfully:

"Your humble servant wishes to secure a position in the Embroidered Uniform Guard for this unworthy nephew. I beg Your Majesty to grant this favor."

Emperor Jingde looked at Jia Baoyu.

The latter's eyes brimmed with tears, his gaze filled with adoration.

Watching the emperor's expression, Wang Ziteng gave a bitter smile.

"Your Majesty, this nephew of mine has suffered pitifully. He was imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice Jail, then endured hardships in the Inner Court. Though he is tough, he was left with a lingering injury and now walks with a limp."

Those words were actually intended for the Empress.

Sure enough, Empress Yin looked Jia Baoyu over upon hearing this. Recalling what had happened that day, she dipped her chin.

"Your Majesty, this man is honest and loyal."

Since even the Empress had spoken, Emperor Jingde