Chapter 97 I, Song Ci, am the older sister
The more Song Ci thought about it, the more convinced she was that her suspicions might be right. Otherwise, how could a family face misfortune, especially someone like Song Zhiyuan, the Prime Minister? The most likely reason for trouble would be the Emperor’s suspicion, involvement in the succession struggle, or rebellion.
If Song Ruqi really became a Prince Consort in the future establishment of the Crown Prince, could Song Zhiyuan remain unbiased? Could he not help his son-in-law? If the son-in-law becomes the Crown Prince, it would be fine, but if not, while he remains in a high position, could the Crown Prince trust him?
What a joke, not guarding against you overthrowing this Crown Prince and supporting someone else? That would be foolish.
"No, you must call the eldest son to my courtyard to talk. I need to remind him," Song Ci said, looking at Nanny Gong.
Nanny Gong, seeing her solemn expression, said, "Are you worried that the Prime Minister might be confused for a moment? The Prime Minister, after all, is the Cabinet Minister of the current dynasty, he should have a plan in mind."
"It’s not that I doubt his ability. To reach this position at such a young age, it takes some intelligence and skills. But Nanny Gong, when someone has been progressing smoothly for years, it’s inevitable to feel complacent. I always need to ask him what he’s thinking. After all, the whole family is here," Song Ci said with a bitter smile. "In fact, being in a high position is like walking on thin ice; it’s cold at the top."
Moreover, she had made a deal with the original owner. If things didn’t go well, how could she return to the modern age in the future? Although she couldn’t fully trust that old lady’s words, at the very least, there’s a pie in front of her. Being able to smell it would be nice.
Nanny Gong said, "You’re absolutely right."
"Madam, Madam, a servant has reported that Madam Wei has already entered the mansion and is near the second gate," Hong Zao came in and bowed.
"Ah, I forgot this old lady was coming; quickly, assist me in changing clothes," Song Ci glanced down at her particularly comfortable but unsuitable attire for receiving guests.
Nanny Gong helped her up and walked into the inner room.