Chapter 393 Which family does Qinghe belong to?
"Father, His Majesty didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"
When leaving the palace, Wei Shuyu also picked up Wei Zheng.
"How could this be..."
Wei Zheng smiled and said, "The food in the palace is much better than at home, and it's free."
Changing the subject, Wei Zheng asked, "Is everything alright at home?"
"Everything is fine."
Wei Shuyu nodded: "I've kept it from Mother and Uncle Wu."
"Um."
The two continued walking forward.
But as they walked, Wei Zheng's expression began to turn serious...
What are your thoughts on the King of Shu?
Let's get him!
Wei Shuyu narrowed his eyes: "He dares to lay a deadly hand on my Wei family. Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he couldn't protect him!"
Stop talking nonsense.
Wei Zheng rebuked him, saying, "A ruler is a ruler, and a subject is a subject. You must be mindful of the proper boundaries."
"I understand..."
Wei Shuyu replied speechlessly, "Stop nagging, or I'll slip away."
"You brat..."
Wei Zheng shook his head with a wry smile.
"Oh, right, Dad."
Wei Shuyu suddenly asked, "After he got hold of your weakness, didn't he blackmail you?"
"They're threatening me, I didn't agree."
Wei Zheng's voice sounded somewhat desolate.
The events surrounding Li Jiancheng were still fresh in his mind, and what he feared most was the outbreak of a struggle for the throne.
"He's stupid enough. Why didn't he blackmail me? Maybe I would have agreed then," Wei Shuyu said, pursing his lips.
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Wei Zheng rebuked.
"Dad, to be honest..."
Wei Shuyu sighed: "He is more suitable to be the heir apparent than the Crown Prince or the King of Wei."
Wei Zheng's expression was solemn.
He knew perfectly well that some things simply couldn't be done.
"You are not allowed to interfere in the struggle for the throne," Wei Zheng rebuked.
"Okay, okay."
Wei Shuyu changed the subject, saying, "What do you want for lunch? I'll buy you something on the way."
noon?
Upon hearing this, Wei Zheng's expression changed drastically: "This is bad!"
"What's wrong?"
"As a father, I still have to go to my shift!"
"..."
Wei Shuyu silently mourned for Li Shimin for three seconds in his heart.
When Wei Zheng arrived at the entrance of the Taiji Hall...
Just then, they saw Li Yuan being carried out by several soldiers, while Li Shimin was sitting on the dragon throne, grimacing and rubbing his thigh.
The moment their eyes met, Li Shimin was stunned.
"Who let you in?" Li Shimin roared.
"Your Majesty, the guards outside have all gone to protect the Emperor Emeritus..."
Wei Zheng bowed and replied, "Therefore, I entered with honor and integrity."
"..."
afternoon.
Wei Shuyu strolled around the Ministry of Works with the two men.
The Ministry of Commerce is now the Ministry of Works' cash cow.
Once they've produced something, they just throw it into the Ministry of Commerce, and the money flows into their pockets like water.
"Then it's settled."
Wei Shuyu and Duan Lun walked out of the gate together.
The other officials all rose and bowed.
"Don't worry, Shuyu."
Duan Lun smiled and said, "I will contact the Imperial Medical Bureau."
"Even if they can't concoct a medicine to control coal smoke, our Ministry of Works can still create containers to isolate coal smoke."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Duan." Wei Shuyu gave a slight bow.
"What are you saying..."
Duan Lun smiled and waved his hand: "You'd better hurry up with the coal mining business."
"I've heard that there are quite a few coal mines in Xishan."
Duan Lun was very concerned about coal.
no way……
Who made Wei Shuyu so generous as to agree to pay the Ministry of Works patent fees?
"I don't really need to worry about that."
Wei Shuyu smiled and said, "As long as there is money to be made, merchants will go and explore coal mines on their own."
"A good coal mine is enough to ensure they have enough to eat and wear for the rest of their lives."
Duan Lun burst into laughter.
After chatting for a while, Wei Shuyu took his leave.
Sunrise and sunset.
The next day arrived in the blink of an eye.
Wei Shuyu opened his eyes and looked outside the door.
That's right, it's dawn.
Why didn't I hear the familiar sound of the big pot?
After washing up, Choi Shin-ki still hadn't appeared.
This surprised Wei Shuyu.
Walking to the main gate...
Fang Yi'ai was seen huddled on the steps, shivering, with his hands tucked into his sleeves.
"..."
Wei Shuyu was at a loss for words.
You'd rather freeze to death than exercise!
"Stop shaking, where's Little Jiji?"
Wei Shuyu kicked Fang Yiai in the buttocks.
"ah?"
Fang Yi'ai blinked innocently, "I don't know, hasn't he arrived yet?"
"Aren't you two inseparable?" Wei Shuyu asked, frowning.
"Brother, you're wrong."
Fang Yi'ai, shivering from the cold, swayed slightly and said, "It's not just the two of us who are inseparable; everyone outside is saying that the three of us are inseparable!"
*Smack*
Wei Shuyu smacked him on the head with his other hand.
"Is the point of my question that we're inseparable?"
Isn't that so?
Fang Yi'ai covered her head, looking aggrieved.
"..."
Wei Shuyu understood everything from the other person's eyes.
Fang Yi'ai really didn't understand what the key point was.
"Never mind, let's go check out the Cui residence."
Wei Shuyu left quickly.
Fang Yi'ai tightened his official robes and hurried to catch up.
Cui Mansion.
Choi Shin-ki knelt on the ground with his arms crossed, his eyes slightly red and swollen.
In front of him, Cui Yixuan held a rattan cane and pointed it at him with an angry expression!
"You unfilial son, go apologize to the Zheng family later, do you hear me?"
Choi Shin-ki kept his head down and remained silent.
Are you deaf or mute?
Cui Yixuan brandished his weapon as if to strike: "Didn't you hear me asking you a question?"
"My husband."
Just then, Choi Sin-ki's mother, Madam Wang, came forward and said, "Sin-ki is still young, so don't force him."
"Does being young mean you can't behave properly?"
Cui Yixuan was furious: "Zheng Yuanshou's youngest daughter is not only clever and sensible, but also very beautiful."
"I finally managed to persuade Zheng Yuanshou, but this brat ruined everything."
Cui Yixuan became increasingly angry as he spoke.
Then……
It slapped Choi Shin-ki on the back.
Everything seemed so skillful and natural.
"It's just a marriage contract. If Ji'er doesn't like it, then let it go," Wang said with heartache.
"Just spoil him."
"If it weren't for the Cui family backing him up, he would have died countless times."
Cui Yixuan grew angrier the more he thought about it.
How could the wise and mighty Cui Yixuan have given birth to such a... such a... reckless son!
Then……
*Smack*
Another vine.
"What's the Zheng family's attitude now?" Wang asked.
What other attitude is there?
Cui Yixuan snorted coldly: "Apologize!"
The Zheng family of Xingyang and the Cui family of Qinghe are both among the five surnames and seven prominent families.
Although Zheng Yuanshou didn't say anything, the Cui family had to give an answer.
"..."
Wang also felt helpless.
What if you can't convince your husband? Convince your son instead.
Wang knelt down and rubbed Choi Shin-ki's back, which had been slapped: "Does it still hurt?"
"Ouch!"
Choi Shin-ki replied, looking aggrieved.
Why did you refuse this marriage?
Wang said softly, "I've met that girl from the Zheng family a few times; she's a pretty good child."
"I don't like it." Choi Shin-ki shook his head.
What do you not like?
"Does dislike need a reason?"
"..."
Wang's hand trembled; she wished she could give this brat a good whack on the head.
But considering it was a major event involving a marriage alliance, they held back.
It's impossible for both parents to beat each other, right?
She has to play the good cop.
"But you can't refuse."
Wang continued to coax, "Look at Wei Shuyu and Fang Yi'ai, they are about your age and they are already engaged."
"You can't be the only one who stays single, can you?"
Holy crap.
That makes a lot of sense.
Choi Shin-ki stared wide-eyed.
Gao Yang's remains have been found; we can't afford to lose to him.
"Mother, I want to marry Qinghe," Cui Shenji said obediently.
"So you have someone you like."
Wang covered her mouth and chuckled: "Which family does Qinghe belong to?"
"Princess Qinghe."
Princess?
Wang felt as if thunder had struck her head.
Bang.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Cui Yixuan slammed a rattan cane onto the table.
"You bastard, try saying that again!"
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