Chapter 84: Wen Qingjue, Marquis of Xuanping
After Jing Xuan repeatedly assured her that she was safe, Jing Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and anxiously sent her sister out of the mansion.
Jing Xuan did not return to the palace, but got on a carriage and headed in the opposite direction of the imperial palace.
Xuanping Marquis Mansion.
The sound of horse hooves approached, and the guard looked over and squinted his eyes. After a moment, he hurriedly said to the person beside him, "Go and tell the young master that the princess is here."
The guard next to him was a newcomer and was confused for a moment.
The specifications of the carriages vary depending on the status.
The vehicle in front of me is obviously not what a princess should have. It is just an ordinary carriage. How could it be the vehicle that Her Royal Highness the Princess should ride in?
Although he was puzzled, the guard did not question his senior's words and turned around and hurried into the mansion.
Not long after, the carriage stopped. The guard who recognized Jing Xuan came forward respectfully. Knowing the Seventh Princess's style of doing things, he waited quietly on the side.
The door curtain was gently lifted, and a pretty girl with a maid's bun glanced at him. The guard's heart tightened: "Miss Xia He."
Xia He is Jing Xuan's personal maid, five years older than her. She respects Jing Xuan and is loyal to her.
Although she is young, her methods are not simple. Jing Xuan was young at that time, but she was too favored and was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of others.
With a cold face, she arrested all the evildoers in the palace one by one, and then made an example of them to scare the monkeys, using a very cruel method to warn everyone.
He has a pretty face, but his expression is indifferent, which makes him seem cold and ruthless, and he should not be underestimated.
Xia He responded and jumped off the carriage swiftly.
Soon, the door curtain was lifted again, and Jing Xuan, dressed in a blue silk dress, appeared in everyone's sight. The guard saluted hurriedly: "Greetings, Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Jing Yu: "No need to be polite."
She didn't ask for help, and jumped off the carriage easily. While adjusting her dress, she asked, "Is Wen Xu here?"
Guard: "Yes, Mr. Yuan and Miss Yuan went to a poetry gathering today. Mr. Yuan did not want to go with them, so he stayed at the mansion. I have sent someone to look for him."
Jing Yu was slightly stunned: "Poetry gathering?"
Yes, I just said that at my sister’s house.
Yuan Zhixuan and Yuan Lianye have always liked to compose poems and recite couplets. It is normal for them to go to a poetry gathering today as it is a ten-day holiday.
They knew that Jing Xuan didn't want to participate in such gatherings, so they didn't ask her. Wen Xu didn't like literary poetry gatherings, so he also stayed in the mansion.
Just as I was concentrating on thinking, a familiar voice shouted, "Xiaoxiao! You came all the way to see me?!"
The visitor was very excited, his drooping dog eyes were very bright, he walked over with big strides with an upright posture, his clothes fluttering, he looked like a big dog showing his courtesy.
Jing Xuan choked up for a rare moment, thinking about her purpose, and felt a little regretful for a moment.
Not long ago, her reaction to the name "Chu Mo" made her suspicious. She didn't think too much about it for a while and just wanted to find someone who was familiar with Chu Mo to ask.
The first thing that came to his mind was his royal brother, but a few days ago, Jing Ce was worried and went to find Master Su Xuan in person, which took a lot of time. Memorials and various affairs almost piled up like a mountain.
Jing Xuan didn't want to disturb her brother.
If he looked for other people, he was afraid that they would become suspicious, so he could only target the silly Wen Xu.
After all, the person Wen Xu admired most was General Dingguo Chu Mo, so he knew him very well.
Looking at Wen Xu who was laughing foolishly, Jing Xuan lowered her eyes slightly and thought to herself, I'm sorry, Wen Xuzi.
Wen Xu had no idea what Jing Xuan was planning, so he happily welcomed her into the mansion, chattering non-stop: "You haven't been to my place for a while, I'm so happy!"
Jing Xuan: “…”
Guilt woosh.
"Ah Xu." A deep and gentle voice sounded, with a hint of smile, and penetrated into everyone's ears.
Jing Yu looked over and saw a tall and straight figure walking towards him at the end of the corridor.
He approached slowly, and the sunlight illuminated the face that even time could not be cruel to.
How to describe it?
Sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, a face like a crown of jade, clear and bright...
It seems that all the words that describe a stunning young man can be applied to him.
But if you look closely, you can find a few tiny wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Although time is not cruel, it has finally taken its toll on his face.
When he raised his eyes, his ink-black eyes were as calm and indifferent as the sea, and filled with extraordinary wisdom that seemed to see through everything.
Even compared to the First Young Master Chu Mo, he is capable of being one or two better.
If he had not been nearly forty years old, he would have been ranked as the most outstanding young master in the capital.
That’s right, he is Wen Qingjue, Marquis Xuanping, Wen Xu’s adoptive father.
That year, after Emperor Suian ascended the throne, he recruited talented people and selected capable people. He discovered Wen Qingjue's talent almost at first sight and immediately made him a trusted and important minister.
Wen Qingjue did not disappoint Jing Yue. He proposed a series of reform measures covering various aspects such as agriculture and handicrafts.
He was not in a hurry. With Jingyue's full support, he steadily implemented the system, starting with the pilot program and then expanding it to the whole country, ultimately greatly enhancing the country's comprehensive national strength.
From then on, he became famous throughout the world, and was also named Marquis Xuanping and rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold.
His talent is unmatched, and his love story is talked about by people with relish.
It was because he ignored the secular view and resolutely married the man, climbed the white marble stairs, and gambled all his past achievements to seek a position of honor for his lover.
Traditionally, there has only been one title, Lady of Imperial Concubine, but Wen Qingjue told the world that there are also Princes of Imperial Concubine in the world!
Why shouldn't the lover he married in a formal ceremony be worthy of the imperial title? !
At that time, his actions were criticized and despised by most people. People said that it would not be long before Marquis Xuanping would regret it.
However, the fact is that Wen Qingjue has loved Fang Yuan as much as ever for twenty years, and she picked up a child, named Wen Xu, and raised him as her own.
He also wants to tell the world that he and Fang Yuan are a couple for life.
…
Jing Xuan met Wen Qingjue's smiling eyes and said, "Lord Wen is well."
Before Wen Qingjue could say anything, a familiar voice came again: "It turns out to be Her Royal Highness the Princess. I was wondering why this kid is like a wild dog that has broken free from its reins."
Jing Xuan: “Puff——”
Wen Xu was so angry that he said, "Little Dad!"
Fang Yuan folded his arms and leaned lazily against the pillar: "I heard it, I heard it, why are you barking? Just like your dad."
Seeing that he was like a small explosive that could explode at any time, Wen Qingjue chuckled, strode to Fang Yuan's side, lowered his eyes slightly, and whispered: "I thought you would sleep for a while."
Fang Yuan immediately rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Get lost."
Wen Qingjue glanced at Jing Xuan and Wen Xu, and lowered his voice: "I was wrong last night, Ayuan, don't be angry."
As soon as he coaxed him, Fang Yuan immediately lost his temper. His eyes moved slightly, and happened to meet the little princess's clear amber eyes. She seemed very confused, tilting her head slightly, looking at them curiously.
Fang Yuan was not as shameless as Wen Qingjue. His face turned red immediately when he was looked at by Jing Xuan's innocent eyes. He pushed away the old fox who was almost forty years old but still refused to admit his age. He had made his back so sore last night that he could hardly get out of bed.
He walked quickly to Jing Xuan, bent down slightly, looked at her at eye level, and said softly, "I haven't seen you, little princess, for a long time. Are you doing well these days?"
He knew that Jing Xuan was in trouble, but because it was a private matter, he did not ask Wen Xu. Today, seeing that she looked normal, he felt relieved.
Jing Xuan nodded: "I'm fine, where's Uncle Fang?"
"I'm fine too."
"Little Princess." Wen Qingjue also came over, and said in a gentle voice: "Are you here today to go out with Ah Xu?"
Jing Yu shook her head: "I want to ask him something."
Wen Qingjue was slightly stunned, and squinted his eyes slightly. After a moment, he laughed: "I understand."
Jing Yu looked up in confusion.
Wen Qingjue didn't explain, but instead instructed Wen Xu: "Take the little princess to your place, and remember to entertain her well."
"Do I need you to tell me that?" Wen Xu snorted, pulling Jing Xuan away: "Xu Xuan, let's go."
Jing Xuan was anxious to begin with, so she didn't say much. She nodded to Wen Qingjue and the others, then followed Wen Xu.
Wen Xu was not yet of age and was taller than Jing Xuan. Their backs as they walked away side by side looked quite harmonious from a distance.
"It would be great if you could become a royal consort." The butler beside him said with a smile.
The butler is old and has practically watched Wen Qingjue grow up, and later watched Wen Xu grow up. Rather than being a servant, he is more like a family member, so he is naturally not restrained in speaking.
In his opinion, if the young master could become a royal consort, it would be beneficial with no disadvantages.
What's more...the young master likes Her Royal Highness the Princess.
Wen Qingjue's eyes darkened, and he said seriously, "Uncle, you can't say that anymore."
Fang Yuan also said: "A Xu will never be a prince consort."
The housekeeper was stunned.
Wen Qingjue: "This silly boy's feelings for the princess are not romantic, and the princess..."
He paused, said nothing more, and raised his lips slightly.
At the beginning, the young princess was curious about why he liked Ayuan. Wen Qingjue said at that time: "Little princess, I like Ayuan not because of his face or figure, but because of him as a person. No matter whether he is a man or a woman, I only like him."
"One day, if the little princess finds someone she loves, she will understand."
Now it seems that the little princess understands.
only……
Wen Qingjue glanced sideways in the direction of the imperial palace, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, with a sly smile as if he was looking forward to a good show.
——Someone should have a headache now. I’m so looking forward to it.
—Good luck to the man who dared to like the little princess.
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