Chapter 18 Morning and evening, white hair
The carriage drove smoothly out of the city. Seeing that Yanqing remained silent, Su Chenyu asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Princess, your plan today against the Duke of Ji's Mansion was not very smart. They will be able to react quickly." 䀱䋢 Yanqing was worried that the Duke of Ji would take action against Su Chenyu.
Duke Ji was quite prestigious among the ministers, and he was a man who thought he was noble and aloof, and hated being associated with military generals. In the court, he repeatedly asked Emperor Jing of Wei to reduce military expenditures.
It can be said that Chen Yue completely inherited the character of the Duke of Ji, and he was extremely good at making friends with various students, hoping that they would be of more help in officialdom in the future.
In the previous life, Chen Yue married Lian Qing. The combination of the two noble families of ministers forced all the military officers in the court into a corner.
So this time, Su Chenyu first cut off Chen Yue's career in officialdom, and then planned the marriage between the two families.
"Only when they take action will they reveal their flaws." Su Chenyu was waiting for their flaws.
䀱䋢 Yanqing knew very well that the situation in the court was not optimistic. His father and the Li family were far away at the border, and the generals in the court were like a group of loose sand. How could they fight against the Duke of Ji and the Lian family?
At this moment, a sense of guilt arose in Yanqing's heart.
He knew everything, but did nothing.
The carriage suddenly stopped and a woman's voice rang out: "What's wrong with you? What if the horse accidentally hits us?"
Zhu Yi replied, "Young lady, please don't be unreasonable. I was driving the carriage very fast, and you suddenly turned from that side, and I almost hit the horse."
"This capital city is also under the rule of the emperor. You rode a horse and committed a crime in the street, and you are trying to turn the tables here..."
Before the woman could finish her words, she was interrupted by another slightly serious female voice: "Gu'er, is this what I usually teach you? You were in a hurry just now and didn't look at the road. Why are you blaming others?"
Su Chenyu pulled open the carriage curtain at this time. She did not get out of the carriage, but just sat in the carriage and asked, "Are you injured?"
Standing in front of the car were a mother and daughter, as well as a maid beside the daughter.
The mother had a good appearance, with a somewhat majestic look between her eyebrows and eyes. The daughter did not look much like her, but instead had a more spoiled temperament.
"This guy drove very steadily and didn't hurt us. Instead, we were the ones who were rude." The woman's voice immediately became stern, "Cen Gu, why don't you apologize?"
The girl named Cen Gu was somewhat dissatisfied, but she did not dare to refute her mother's words, so she could only apologize to Su Chenyu.
Just when Cen Gu looked up, she saw Yan Qing sitting in the carriage, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. How could there be such a good-looking person in this world?
Seeing that Cen Gu's eyes fell on 䀱䋀言清, Su Chenyu slightly lowered the curtain to block 䀱䋀言清: "Since there is nothing else, let's go first."
Only after the carriage was back on the road did Su Chenyu completely lower the curtains.
䀱䋢 Yanqing asked: "Do you know the woman just now?"
"It's Princess Xin." Su Chenyu replied, "The triennial sacrificial ceremony is just a few days away, and the princes from all over the country are coming to the capital. I didn't expect Princess Xin to be so low-key, and she only brought her daughter and a maid out to play."
Su Chenyu's eyes swept across Yanqing's legs. If Nanny Xu was unable to do anything, then Princess Xin would be her only hope.
"During this period of time when the sacrificial ceremony is taking place, the capital is in a rather chaotic state, so Princess should be careful." 䀱䋢言庆's words had a hidden meaning.
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