These few short words made Jiang Yuzhu's heart beat wildly. She tried to turn around, but Xie Zhao hugged her waist.
The Wei family was implicated, but if you think about it carefully, Wei Jing had done countless evil things.
There is no need to make Jiang Yuzhu unhappy because of a bad person.
Xie Zhao had gone against his original intention, but so what? His principles and bottom line hadn't changed, he had only made slight adjustments, caring more about his family.
It was getting late and Xie Zhao still had to attend court early. He had to solve the flood problem before he could get his father-in-law Jiang Fulu out of jail.
Xie Zhao came closer, with a familiar minty scent on his body. His breath was so hot that it penetrated Jiang Yuzhu almost every pore, causing her to shudder involuntarily.
"Madam, please don't forget what you promised your husband."
Xie Zhao kissed Jiang Yuzhu on the forehead and then flew out of the window.
What Jiang Yuzhu didn't know was that although Xie Zhao looked calm and experienced, his cheeks were hot even in the morning court because the red and white were too conspicuous and he was breathing heavily. The news that Xie Zhao was seriously ill spread like wildfire.
In the room, Jiang Yuzhu didn't react for a long time. The atmosphere was already so tense, but Xie Zhao just kissed her on the forehead. Was Xie Zhao really not capable of that?
During breakfast, Chen looked at her daughter from time to time and served her several kinds of nourishing porridge.
Jiang Yuzhu always felt that her mother knew something. She avoided her gaze and after dinner, she hurriedly took her maid out for a stroll.
Thinking of the flattering booklet she had promised to write for Xie Zhao, Jiang Yuzhu instructed Hongli, "I remember you have an acquaintance who writes storybooks?"
Hongli nodded and said, "I have bought his storybooks for you several times. I recognize him but I'm not very familiar with him."
Jiang Yuzhu remembered that the writer of the storybook had a way of flattering people, so she ordered, "Hongli, go give the writer ten taels of silver and ask him to write a storybook praising my wife."
It’s better to exaggerate and praise people to the skies.
Hongli showed a puzzled look: "Madam, didn't you promise to praise the master?"
Jiang Yuzhu knocked on Hongli's head and said, "How can you be so honest, maid? Open your mind. The money is paid by your wife. Every copper coin cannot be wasted. It must be spent wisely. When I appreciate it, I will change the name to Master, and it will be a new book, right?"
Spending the same amount of money benefits both husband and wife, so it is quite worthwhile.
As for whether it is reasonable or not, Jiang Yuzhu doesn't care.
So, a few days later, Xie Zhao received a booklet that praised him for his beauty and curvy chest?
Xie Zhao: Madam, are you dissatisfied with his thinness, so you are giving him some advice in disguise?
So he adjusted his daily routine slightly and got up half an hour earlier to practice martial arts.
Within a few days, winds blew from all directions in the capital, and there were many different reports of the new news.
Despite the Wei family's repeated attempts to conceal the truth, the news that Wei Jing was abducted by the barbarians spread like wildfire. Prime Minister Wei went to the palace several times, and finally the task of finding the person fell on the Mo family of the General Protector's Mansion.
After a few days, Wei Jing was rescued. Mo Qianyu kept his mouth shut and did not say a word about the process.
The flood in the south was stopped and the two imperial envoys were sent away. The matter came to an end and Jiang Fulu was released from the yamen.
After eating the prison food, Jiang Fulu, Lu Yushi and Yu Jijiu became three friends in need and their relationship became even better.
Several uncles of the Jiang family came from the northwest. Yu Jijiu used his connections without hesitation to arrange for them to study at the Imperial College and personally kept an eye on them.
Several uncles of the Jiang family were used to being lazy, and they got up at midnight to study, wailing incessantly.
For this, Jiang Fulu applauded: "Yu Jijiu, well done!"
If you don’t have talent, then rely on hard work.
"There are hundreds of people in the Jiang family. We can't rely on this official alone to support them. Roll up all the money and make contributions to the clan!"
There is strength in numbers, and it is convenient to form small groups.
Otherwise, in the morning court battle, Jiang Fulu would always suffer because he had fewer disciples than the Prime Minister Wei.
I can't win by scolding, and if I use violence, I don't have enough manpower, which is very embarrassing.
After hearing this, Yu Jijiu thought deeply: "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years."
Yu Jijiu has been an official for many years and has never had any connections. This is the first time.
It turned out that he was not embarrassed, and he felt a sense of value in helping his brothers.
"Brother Jiang, Brother Lu, if you don't mind, I'd like to become your brothers!"
Yu Jijiu was a scholar and rarely showed any heroic spirit.
Jiang Fulu stroked his beard and agreed, "You and I are as close as brothers, and we will be family from now on!"
The three of them became sworn brothers at Jiang's house, and that night the kitchen stewed red and spicy food.
In the blink of an eye, it was the seventh month of the lunar calendar.
In previous years, there were only lanterns and prayers for good luck on the Qixi Festival.
This year is different. The capital is celebrating the Hundred Flowers Festival, which is held every five years, and it is particularly grand.
The capital city is going to choose a Goddess of Flowers. The chosen woman must be unmarried and chaste. On the Qixi Festival, she will ride in a carriage through the streets and pray for all women.
"Madam, it would be better to choose this servant instead of Wei Jing as the Queen of Flowers!"
Hongli was very dissatisfied. The Goddess of Flowers sprinkled holy water and prayed for blessings, but Wei Jing was full of bad intentions.
Hong Feng also echoed: "That's right!"
"Empress Baihua was chosen by the government. Prime Minister Wei personally put aside his dignity and begged the Queen Mother, hoping that Wei Jing would use this opportunity to clear her name so that she could marry a fool."
Jiang Yuzhu doesn't care, she is very busy now.
The Hundred Flowers Festival requires flowers, plants, lanterns, and masks.
These may seem like small amounts of money, but if you seize the opportunity you can make a small fortune.
Besides, it’s just a matter of a few days.
Arriving at the private room on the first floor, after waiting for a while, Shen Zhilan and her maid Xia'er hurried over: "Cousin, are you getting impatient?"
"No rush, I just arrived."
Jiang Yuzhu waved to the maids and waited until there were only two of them in the private room before she said, "Do you know why I asked you to come to the first floor?"
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