Chapter 222 Moving to the Estate

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Chapter 222 Moving to the Estate

The next day, a notice was posted at the gates of the capital that was enough to keep the people talking for three days and three nights.

The Regent, weakened by overwork, has suffered a relapse of an old injury and needs to leave the capital to recuperate. All affairs of state will temporarily be handled by Chancellor Zhang Zhengqing.

At the same time the notice was posted, a large, bizarrely styled convoy was swaggering out of the city gate.

Leading the way were several hundred guards clad in black armor, exuding a murderous aura.

In the middle is a large, luxurious carriage with golden bells hanging from its four corners.

Behind this carriage, instead of gold and silver jewels, came a... huge iron cage carriage.

Inside the cage, a large white-browed tiger lay lazily on a soft cushion, yawning and occasionally nudging the embroidered ball hanging on the cage with its paw.

The passersby were terrified, yet they couldn't help but crane their necks to see what was so strange.

In the sky, a magnificent gyrfalcon circled and neighed, as if leading the convoy.

At the very end of the procession were several carriages filled with all sorts of strange farm tools, seeds, and even several sealed large jars (which were "mobile palaces" prepared for Zhaocai and the others).

This is hardly a place to recuperate.

This is clearly a family trip.

...

Inside the spacious carriage.

The regent, Pei Yunjing, who was supposedly "ill from overwork," was now leaning against a soft pillow, looking energetic, peeling a crystal-clear grape in his hand.

"Open your mouth."

He held the grapes to Tangli's lips.

Tangli swallowed it in one gulp and mumbled indistinctly:

"Your Highness, if we just leave like this, won't Prime Minister Zhang cry himself to death?"

She had heard that when Lord Zhang left the mansion yesterday carrying that pile of memorials, his legs were practically shaking.

"cry?"

Pei Yunjing chuckled lightly and casually wiped his hands:

"I gave him power second only to the emperor, and he's overjoyed. If he dies from exhaustion, it's because he's not fortunate enough to have it."

Looking out the car window at the towering city wall receding into the distance, he saw no lingering attachment in his eyes, only the relief of finally shedding his burden.

"Besides..."

Pei Yunjing turned his head and looked at Tang Li, his eyes instantly becoming gentle and tender:

"I am truly 'sick'."

Tang Li blinked and reached out to touch his forehead: "You don't have a fever?"

Pei Yunjing grasped her hand, pressed it against his chest, and a meaningful smile curved his lips:

"I have contracted a disease... that makes me not want to attend court, but only want to sleep with the Queen."

"Moreover, the illness has become terminal, and only the tranquility of this mountain and water setting can alleviate it."

Tang Li blushed and spat at him: "You're being indecent!"

...

Two hours later.

The convoy finally arrived at the hot spring resort located in Xishan, on the outskirts of Beijing.

This is Pei Yunjing's private property, occupying an entire mountain.

Backed by green mountains and facing clear waters.

What's even more amazing is that there's a natural hot spring inside the resort, shrouded in mist all year round, like a fairyland.

"Wow--!"

As soon as she got out of the car, Tang Li was amazed by the scenery in front of her.

Without the suffocating oppressive atmosphere of Beijing, the air here is filled with the sweet scent of freedom.

In the distance, the mountains are covered in layers of red leaves, while nearby, a babbling brook flows gently.

There were no annoying ministers, and no hypocritical social niceties.

Only absolute tranquility, and their own world.

Do you like it?

Pei Yunjing stood behind her and draped a cloak over her shoulders to protect her from the wind.

"I love it!" Tang Li nodded vigorously, taking a deep breath of fresh air. "This place is perfect... for retirement!"

"Then let's stay here."

Pei Yunjing took her hand and strode into the manor gate:

"Stay until you get tired of it."

With their arrival, the entire resort instantly came to life.

Big White was released from its cage and let out an excited roar before charging straight into the woods behind the mountain—it had long wanted to frolic in nature!

Lightning flashed on the eaves, preening feathers as it surveyed this new territory.

The several tanks of "special rats" were quietly placed in a basement near the granary, where they began their happy retirement.

Han Zheng and his Black Armor Guards quickly took over the defense of the manor, turning the area within a five-mile radius into a restricted zone.

No unauthorized personnel are allowed to approach.

Standing on the attic of the main courtyard, Tang Li looked at this "empire" that belonged to her, and a sense of pride welled up in her heart.

She turned to look at Pei Yunjing, her eyes sparkling:

"Your Highness, we have the territory and the manpower."

"Next..."

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a posture ready to get down to business:

"Shouldn't we consider... starting a side hustle?"

Pei Yunjing raised an eyebrow: "A side job?"

"yes!"

Tang Li pointed to the large, fertile open space behind the villa and excitedly outlined her plans:

"That land is for growing grapes!"

"That pond is for raising ducks!"

"And that mountain hollow over there..."

She chuckled, her eyes sparkling with a simple, unpretentious light:

"Perfect for building a pigsty!"

Pei Yunjing looked at her enthusiastic expression, shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of indulgence.

The dignified Regent's wife, upon arriving at this heavenly paradise, the first thing she wanted to do was raise pigs.

If this gets out, the whole world will laugh their heads off.

but……

Pei Yunjing stepped forward, hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and looked at the empty space that was about to be turned into a pigsty.

"good."

He responded softly, his voice filled with an unprecedented peace and contentment:

You can raise whatever you want.

"Even if we turn this mountain resort into a pig farm..."

“As long as you are here, this pigsty… is also my royal palace.”