Chapter 113 Brother-in-law

After the marriage of the eldest daughter of the Yong'an Marquisate, the young master of the Yong'an Marquisate and the rising star of the Hanlin Academy, Lu Shiyou, is also going to get married. His wife is Ruan Qingqiu, the cousin of the He family.

Others said this marriage was too high for the He family. A relative of the prince's family could only be considered a side branch, not even as high-ranking as a daughter of a seventh-rank official. Meanwhile, Young Master Lu, despite his youth, had been promoted by Grand Tutor Zhang of the Hanlin Academy, taken in as a personal disciple and trained by him. His future was limitless, not to mention his brother-in-law, the Prime Minister.

Lu Shiyou ignored all these rumors and married Miss Ruan with great fanfare. He married her into his newly purchased house in Beijing, which was his own family.

It was Qiao Lin who took the initiative to propose this idea. She said that it would be inconvenient for parents to live with their son and daughter-in-law. A man should always set up his own household and not always rely on his parents.

No matter how successful a man is in the outside world, he can only be considered truly upright if he can treat his wife and children well at home and provide them with a good life.

When Lu Yong heard this earth-shaking speech, he felt that she had a hidden agenda and called it an insult, but he could do nothing about it. The financial power of the family was in the hands of Qiao Lin, while the housekeeper power of major decisions was in the hands of Lu Qiaoxiao, and he had no right to interfere.

Lu Qiaoxiao had prepared a separate wedding gift in her sister's name. Just as she was about to send Bai Zhi to deliver the list, Shen Yuheng stopped her, "Qingzhi, as your brother-in-law, I should also prepare one." He held up the fiery red gift list, and Lu Qiaoxiao snatched it up to take a closer look, gasping for air. Fire jade, coral, ruyi, and calligraphy from the Xuande era...this was truly a lavish gift. Lu Qiaoxiao said sourly, "Now this gift from my sister seems a bit underwhelming."

Shen Yuheng chuckled softly, and from behind he embraced her, rubbing her shoulders: "Madam, don't talk about this Prime Minister's Mansion. Even I am yours. You tell me what you want, and I will cooperate. Whatever is given away, regardless of you or me, belongs to us both."

A Yao, who was standing in the wind, was disheveled in the wind. He had good hearing and took in every word of these beautiful words. The boy's dull heart seemed to be torn open, and he felt cold and sour.

Bai Zhi turned away sensibly, pulling A Yao, who had already heard everything, away from her. "Don't stand in the wind, or you might catch a cold."

Ayao: “”

Who will take care of his life or death?

After drinking at night, Lu Qiaoxiao stayed in Lu Shiyou's new mansion for a while, chatting with his mother, and helping to direct the servants to clean up the leftovers before slowly going out.

After the New Year, the weather warmed up in March. The night breeze was cool, but it was mixed with the fragrance of spring wild flowers. Lu Qiaoxiao and Shen Yuheng walked side by side on the street, feeling indescribably comfortable.

When passing by the patrol office, some old subordinates came forward to greet Lu Qiaoxiao, their words were respectful and admiring, which made Shen Yuheng jealous for a while.

Lu Qiaoxiao felt him unconsciously clench his palm and smiled, "Ah Heng."

He didn't respond.

"Changjue?" she tried again.

Still not.

"Husband~~~" The voice was sticky as if it contained a spring breeze.

Shen Yuheng turned around with a cold face and covered her mouth fiercely. In the deserted main street late at night, the two of them kissed for a long time, and the long moonlight spread all over the ground.

After marching for half a month, Prince Ding'an Wei Yan returned to the capital in high spirits and with such fanfare that everyone in the city knew about it.

The first thing he did upon returning to the palace was to pay his respects to Wei Junming, who had been bedridden for over three months. Kneeling before the Qianqing Hall to request an audience, he could see Wei Mingzhu, through the thin, gold-embroidered gauze, preparing medicine for Wei Junming. The two chatted and laughed, a scene of tender affection. Wei Yan felt displeased. He was the prince who had returned from suppressing the rebellion and eliminating the traitors, so how could Wei Mingzhu, Wei Mingzhu, have so much doting on his father?

After briefly inquiring about the suppression of the rebellion and the investigation of those involved in the Jiangnan case, Wei Junming's low, tired voice came from behind the curtains: "Yan'er, recently a minister in the court has reported that the monks of Baohua Temple have been illegally occupying the people's farmland. What are your thoughts on this matter?"

Wei Yan hid the panic in his eyes and quickly responded, "This son does not understand the matter yet. I will report to the emperor after I understand the whole matter."

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Wei Yan turned down all the banquets held to welcome him back to Beijing, and immediately called Shen Yuheng to the Ding'an Prince's Mansion.

Looking at Shen Changjue, who looked calm and composed, Wei Yan suddenly felt much more at ease.

He told the whole story of how he had colluded with monks to seize people's land and how he had evaded taxes and made money.

At this point, he had nothing to hide and only hoped that Shen Changjue could give him some advice.

Shen Yuheng gently moved the lid of the teacup with his hand, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he slowly said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. There is no real evidence in the court now, so there is no need to worry. Besides, you are the only prince left by His Majesty." He lied calmly, without any waves in his heart.

If someone had noticed carefully, they would have discovered that in several Buddhist temples near the capital, several monks were killed by their enemies because they frequented brothels and borrowed money to gamble, and then failed to repay the debts.

Taking advantage of the momentum of people killing monks in revenge, he secretly sent people to arrest several monks and tortured them to find out the mastermind behind the incident and the truth behind it. The confessions he obtained showed that several important officials in the court were involved.

After discussing with Wei Mingzhu, they decided to hold back for the time being and wait for Wei Yan to come to Beijing and lower his guard before handing over the evidence to the Ministry of Justice for trial.

Another important influencing factor is Lu Qiaoxiao.

Since New Year's Eve, Commander Lu seems to be just checking in at the camp every day, but in fact he is training troops on a war scale. His goal is to secretly establish a guard team in the capital to protect Princess Mingzhu.

If one day the time really comes when weapons meet and blood is splattered in the Yangxin Palace, we will be fully prepared.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuheng's heart tightened slightly. There would always be casualties in the chaos of war.

Although Lu Qiaoxiao is the commander, she is also his wife.

According to his idea, this coup should be done quietly and without bloodshed.

After Shen Yuheng left Prince Ding'an's Mansion, an inconspicuous figure rushed into the Mansion. After walking a few steps into the yard, he was stopped by the cleaning servant.

The man was throwing a tantrum and doing everything he could to make the servant helpless, so he took him to Wei Yan.

Wei Yan looked at the man in front of him and felt that he looked familiar. He tried to recall and asked, "Are you—Chang Jue's brother?"

There was a glimmer in Shen Yaoxing's eyes, and his voice trembled: "Yes, Your Highness, I am Shen Yuheng's second brother, Shen Yaoxing."

"I came here today because I have something important to report to you."