Eunuch Song replied, "Master Fu is originally from Ling County, Jinzhou Prefecture, but his registered residence has now been moved to the capital."
"Did he inherit his thorny personality from his father or his mother?" the emperor asked again.
"It is said that Master Fu's mother was adopted by the Fu family. Master Fu lost his father at a young age, which may have caused his somewhat stubborn temperament."
The emperor snorted coldly: "You are a fatherless scoundrel with no one to educate you. No wonder you dare to provoke me like this."
Eunuch Song asked softly, "Do you need my help to knock on Master Fu's door?"
"No need for that. How many people are there these days who are capable of being troublemakers?"
The emperor opened the memorial again and reviewed it.
Eunuch Song smiled: "The Emperor still respects Master Fu."
"Don't I just owe him a wife? Just give him one back."
"Your Majesty, do you intend to help Master Fu speak to the Empress Dowager?"
What an honor it is to be the emperor's son-in-law.
There was no one waiting outside the house in the courtyard.
Lord Fu moved his fingers, signaling Zhenfeng to pull up the white cloth covering Diwei's head.
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Eunuch Song immediately spoke up: "Your Majesty, absolutely not. I have seen that Master Fu is deeply in love with Miss Yan. If you allow Master Fu to become your consort, it would be even worse than the previous marriage between Miss Cai and Master Fu..."
Yan Funing asked calmly, "His master is the jade craftsman Yang Shu. Tell me, why is he working for me?"
The emperor had just picked up the pen when his hand paused.
Seeing a young man and woman coming, Di Wei moved.
"Forget it, I don't care."
Di Wei licked his dry lips and said, "Tell me, tell the truth." He looked at the woman next to him again and said, "They are doing bad things. I'll give you some water to drink!"
Except for the overly bad-looking girl behind him, the other women were obviously martial artists.
The crackling sounds were all the sounds of women pinching their wrist joints.
His mouth finally relaxed, and Di Wei called for help: "Help, help, someone is killing someone!"
"That's why he left?"
The sun is scorching, especially in the morning.
"Oh, is that really the case?" Yan Funing frowned, "Is it because his hands and feet are clean?"
Ordinary people are not worthy.
Di Wei raised his nose and said, "This old man only gives you one or two taels of silver as a monthly allowance. You're a young man now, and you're about to get married. How can one or two taels of silver a month be enough for you?"
A carriage stopped in an abandoned farmyard, and the brother and sister quietly entered.
"I just said that the old man is honest." Zhenfeng kicked me under the upper jaw. "Try to shout again?"
"He's talking nonsense again!" Yan Fu's eyes were gloomy. "There are only two jade pendants like that. His master made one. Who made the other one?"
"Does he recognize that jade pendant?"
Zhenfeng saw his master coming and pointed at the sack shaped like a person with his hands and feet tied outside and said, "That's Di Wei."
"These people specifically asked me to do this, specifically asking me to complete it by name. You and Yang Yutang are both slow, but I just let you do it."
"Your skills are good enough, but your drawing skills are flawed. Your master always asks you to copy the drafts given by customers beforehand, fearing they'll be finished." Di Wei said rather complacently. "Your skills are still bad, aren't they?"
Even so, Yan Funing still followed Lord Fu out of the house.
There was a piece of rag stuffed under his mouth, and a thick hemp rope was wrapped around his lips and all the way to the front of his head, so when he spoke, there was little sound.
The brother and sister went to the outskirts of Beijing.
Di Weihuai seemed very frightened, and his body kept shrinking forward.
"It's to take his life." Yan Funing said, pulling out a silver ingot from her purse. "If he tells the truth, the silver will be his."
Zhenfeng ordered his men to take action, and he reported, "Sir, this man is cunning and escaped once on the road."
"So he used the jade shop to enrich himself?" Yan Funing asked again.
After drinking the water, Di Wei finally said, "Your master's requirements for making jadeware are too low, and the raw materials I found are also expensive."
"In that case, given time, his master will definitely hand over the important task to him."
My hands and feet were tied and I had no way to escape.
Di Wei muttered, "Of course it is, of course it is Master."
His eyes were filled with fear, as if asking us what we wanted to do.
Di Wei frowned: "Miss, if you don't understand it clearly, there's no need to ask."
"That's all. I'm quick, and it takes me half a month to make something. It's really strange, but there are so many people who come to me to make jade articles, and they are all high-ranking officials and nobles."
Di Wei's body was sweating profusely, and he finally nodded and said, "You made one too, but no one offered you a low price."
Maybe it was because I had my head covered for a long time, but when I saw the light, I squinted my eyes.
"You have a point." Immediately, he placed the wolf hair brush on the imperial desk, "Now, I'm afraid this troublemaker will have no interest in attending court anymore."
Zhenfeng understood and pulled it away, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.
"You should be making money by being bad, but my profits are suppressed. I say that honesty is the basis of business."
Yan Funing said, "Since his master allowed him to touch it, it means his skills have reached a certain level. He can't just take one ounce of silver a month, considering the price will be around ten years later."
Di Wei wilted: "What on earth do they want to do?"
"You said that his older sister is the one who can listen to you finish your words?"
Di Wei stiffened his neck, leaned sideways against the wall, and muttered, "Your skills are too poor. I'm going to fuck you."
Master Fu moved his fingers again and said, "Remove the thing from my mouth."
"How dare I disobey my mother's order?" The emperor glanced at him. "Aren't there several princesses still waiting to be married? Let him choose one."
Di Wei swallowed hard, "I recognize it. Ten years later, a lady brought a draft to the master to make a jade pendant just like it. The draft was exactly what you copied. That year, the jade shop caught fire. The fire was strange. The jade pendant maker wanted to silence me!"
"They are trying to kill you, just tell me." Di Wei looked around in horror.
Yan Funing scoffed, "Nonsense, he was kicked out by his master."
Liao Xuewei stepped on the woman's chest and shouted, "Tell the truth. Just now he said his skills had already reached perfection, but now you deny it?"
"Nonsense!" Di Wei straightened up. "Did that old man say that about you?"
Zhenfeng immediately held the man down and said, "Tell the truth!"
"He said."
Di Wei shook his head. "I don't have a son myself, and you're talking about inheriting my jade shop. You just want me to give you the expensive jade work. But every time I can only make jade rings and the like, you're tired of it."
"Could it be?" Yan Funing asked back.
Yan Funing took out a jade pendant from outside her collar, reached to her neck to untie it, and then held the belt under the jade pendant in front of her to show the pattern under the jade pendant to the middle-aged woman on the ground.
"You want to get married, and there's no bad-looking woman on this side of the street. You're asked to pay a hundred taels of silver as a dowry, but you don't have that much. You'd better leave the jade shop and find another job."
Zhenfeng looked at Master Fu, and when he saw that the master nodded, he ordered his hand to feed Di Wei some water.
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