Few people know that he likes green bamboo and admires its resilient character.
So when Lord Xin saw He Yunce standing there, dressed in a blue robe and looking dashing, he was immediately struck by his appearance.
But when He Yunze proposed distinguishing between private treasuries and national treasuries and changing the tax system to capital-based taxation, he felt something was amiss.
Su Mingli had proposed this decision to him before, but unfortunately Su Mingli was seriously ill at the time and has not yet returned to the court to take up his post, so his idea was temporarily shelved.
At the time, Lord Xin thought it might just be a coincidence.
Perhaps others have come up with the same idea; if so, it proves that this child is a promising talent.
But He Yunze was just a commoner who didn't understand the political situation in the court, and he even used his favorite bamboo painting as a bribe.
He even openly expressed his desire for Ali's position! So that was his purpose!
Su Mingli is his beloved student!
Ah Li isn't dead yet!
One coincidence is one coincidence, but if multiple coincidences happen at the same time, it can only be a deliberate arrangement by someone with ulterior motives!
When Vice Minister Xin served in the Emperor's court, what he feared most was someone invading his privacy and offering him bribes!
Lord Xin's face flushed red with anger as he thought about it, and his chest heaved violently.
"Guards! Throw him out! Throw him out!"
He Yunze stared wide-eyed at Lord Xin's sudden change in expression, finding it utterly unbelievable.
That's not right!
In my past life, it was because Su Mingli was about to die that Lord Xin appreciated me!
Why is he so angry when this matter is brought up in this life?
"Master! I am your beloved disciple!" He Yunze said in disbelief.
Lord Kexin, however, was furious. He slammed his fist on the table and exclaimed, "Ali is my beloved disciple! Ali is alive and well, and he'll be back soon!"
"You're cursing him! Your intentions are despicable!"
The servants of the Xin family were very fast, and He Yunce was quickly chased out by them.
He lost his balance and tripped over his own two feet at the entrance of the Xin residence, falling flat on his backside.
There were many people on the road, and when they saw this scene, they all talked about it.
"Isn't this that good-for-nothing from the Marquis of Anding's mansion? He was kicked out by Lord Xin?"
"Judging from this, he's a good-for-nothing who has accomplished nothing. He must have offended Lord Xin, otherwise why would Lord Xin be so angry?"
He Yunze listened to the endless insults around him, panting heavily, his whole body drenched in sweat.
Why?
Why is everything different from my previous life?
He was reborn, and was clearly more composed and wiser than in his previous life!
They even came up with a brilliant plan to solve the financial problems!
What exactly went wrong?
He slumped to the ground, watching Lord Xin hurriedly walk out of the mansion gate and hand the scroll in his hand to the servant beside him.
He whispered a few words to the servant.
The servant obeyed and hurriedly boarded a carriage with the painting.
Upon seeing this scene, He Yunze's previously heavy heart began to beat again.
Thank goodness!
He remembered Lord Xin's preferences from his previous life and presented him with a painting of green bamboo, hoping that things might take a turn for the better.
So He Yunze scrambled onto his carriage, letting it follow behind the Xin family's carriage.
Meanwhile, at the Marquis's residence, Madam Huang was having lunch with the Marquis of Anding in the courtyard.
A servant rushed in from outside, shouting, "Madam! Madam!"
"You told this old servant to keep an eye out for any activity outside today, and sure enough, the Xin family's carriage is hurrying towards the Marquis's residence!"
This was something He Yunze had instructed him to do last night. He assured Madam Huang with absolute certainty that Lord Xin would personally come to visit.
At that time, the Marquis's residence must not neglect its distinguished guests.
Upon hearing the report, Madam Huang hurriedly put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and her eyes lit up.
"As expected! Yun Ce was right! He has won Lord Xin's favor!"
"What?" Marquis An Ding also put down his chopsticks, quite surprised.
Madam Huang looked at him reproachfully: "Whether it's you or Mother, they both say that Yun Ce is no good, not as good as his brother. You don't believe a word he says."
“Yun Ce came to me in a rage last night, saying that you looked down on him.”
"But look at it now, who is bringing glory to the Marquis's mansion? Who is shouldering the heavy responsibility of the Marquis's mansion? Who has won the appreciation of Vice Minister Xin?"
"What exactly is the difference between Yun Ce and his brother?"
Upon hearing this, Marquis An Ding coughed softly and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "If Yun Ce can step forward, that would naturally be the best outcome."
Hearing this, Madam Huang finally felt triumphant: "Since Lord Xin has come in person, let everyone in the Marquis's mansion go and greet him."
Let that old woman see that her favored eldest grandson is not as good as her disliked second grandson!
When Song Xizhi arrived at the gate, the entrance to the Marquis's residence was already crowded with people.
The presence of the entire Marquis's household drew curious onlookers from the surrounding area, who peered around the mansion.
Not only did Huang not drive them away, but she also explained the whole story with a smug look on her face.
After all, He Yunce used to be a notorious good-for-nothing, and today she must take this opportunity to change everyone's impression of him.
Not only was Huang proud, but Song Ruoan was also very proud.
When she saw Song Xizhi arrive, she said with a radiant smile, "This matter has nothing to do with you, sister. It's Yun Ce's happy occasion. It's kind of you to come along, sister."
Song Ruoan's joy was palpable, while Song Xizhi simply smiled faintly.
"It's not hard work. My uncle has wasted half his life in obscurity, but now he has done something earth-shattering. It is only right that the whole family celebrates together."
Song Ruoan gritted her teeth: "Yes, sometimes you can't judge a book by its cover, you have to look at the result. My brother went to war, but the outcome is rather regrettable."
"We can only let Yun Ce take on the main responsibility!"
Song Ruoan's words displeased Old Madam He. Seeing this, Madam Huang smiled and interrupted Old Madam He:
"We're all family, and Yun Ce will promote my elder brother in the future!"
No sooner had he spoken than there was a commotion outside.
Everyone turned their heads and saw that the Xin family's carriage had stopped right in front of the Marquis's mansion.
Madam Huang held Marquis Anding's hand tightly, and Song Ruoan wore a proud smile.
Lord Xin wielded considerable power and enjoyed great favor with the emperor, so he maintained a very low profile in his daily life.
This time, we must value He Yunce more, for he was able to meet him once, and he came to the Marquis's residence in such a high-profile manner, riding in a carriage.
The position of a seventh-rank Left Remonstrator is a piece of cake!
"Lord Xin! Your presence is truly an honor to my humble abode!"
Marquis An Ding smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to the carriage.
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