"The former prime minister, who was in his early seventies and could dominate the sky, has a new wife in his family. She is in her early eighteenth year. I heard that she is an inconspicuous princess from the previous dynasty." The storyteller shook his fan and laughed: "The prime minister has been alone since the death of his former wife. I thought he was an infatuated person, but he was also greedy for beauty!"
"I heard that the new lady is extremely beautiful, with skin as white as snow. She seemed to be fascinated by her at the first sight. I'm afraid she is not a vixen!"
"Don't say this nonsense. The Prime Minister is also very lucky. Old cows eat young grass!"
Everyone below agreed, and the storyteller put away his fan and changed into a mysterious tone: "The prime minister was bedridden the day after that lady was admitted to the palace. He has never had contact with anyone else except for the lady's care. Do you think this is strange?"
"A few years later, a fire broke out in the Prime Minister's Mansion. The entire Prime Minister's Mansion was reduced to ashes, and the lady was nowhere to be found..."
"A few days after the fire was extinguished, the prince guarding the border rebelled, invaded the imperial city, and established the current dynasty."
"This is really evil!" A scholar below lamented, "Isn't it a conspiracy of the royal family?"
"Who knows about this? It's all a matter of the previous dynasty..."
Intention: power struggle