Chapter 495 Win Back Her Heart
Yan Xingtian came out of the Purple Palace and did not go back to the East Palace directly.
Instead, he turned around and walked towards the Qinzheng Hall.
The sunlight filtered through the eaves, casting bright and dark shadows on his dark robe.
His face was still as calm and composed as ever.
Only the slightly curled fingers in his sleeves revealed that his inner thoughts were far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.
The words of the Queen Mother just now not only brought back memories of the past, but also provided an opportunity.
He walked calmly into the Qinzheng Hall.
Yan Shixu was busy reading the first batch of memorials. Seeing him coming, he raised his eyes slightly:
"Have you finished talking to your mother?"
"Yes, Father."
After Yan Xingtian paid his respects, he stood in front of the imperial desk.
Without the usual shyness of children, he got straight to the point:
"I just remembered something and need to report it to the Emperor."
"speak."
"I recently looked through the performance records of local officials and saw that Cangzhou Governor Gu Jinxiu has been in office for fifteen years."
"During his tenure, he worked diligently to govern the country."
"He has brought Cangzhou into good order, enriched the people's livelihood, and increased tax revenue year after year. His political achievements are particularly outstanding."
Yan Xingtian's voice was steady and clear.
"His wife, Mrs. Wen, also understands righteousness."
"In recent years, he has generously donated a considerable amount of his own money to the national treasury to subsidize Cangzhou's water conservancy projects and provide student aid, and his contributions are also great."
"It seems a waste of talent to keep such a capable official in a post outside the capital for a long time."
"In my humble opinion, could you consider transferring him back to the capital to serve as a reward from the court?"
"Could it also help the capital gain another pillar of society?"
Yan Shixu's hand holding the pen paused slightly.
He raised his eyes and his deep gaze fell on his son.
Xing Tian suddenly mentioned a provincial governor far away from the center of power, and even went into detail about the contribution of his wife.
This was no accident.
Moreover, he naturally had a deep impression of Gu Jinxiu.
He passed the imperial examination at the same time as his uncle and later married Wen Wanqin.
He personally ordered people to escort them out of the capital.
He even ordered Gu Jinxiu to be the governor of Cangzhou, an order he gave personally when he was on the battlefield in Nanzhao.
In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.
And they had indeed stayed in Cangzhou long enough.
Yan Shixu pondered for a moment, as if seriously considering the prince's suggestion:
"Gu Jinxiu's governance of Cangzhou has indeed achieved great success. Wen's actions are also a model for women of noble birth."
He tapped his fingertips on the imperial desk a few times and said slowly:
"What the Crown Prince said is not without reason. Such a meritorious official should indeed be given important positions."
"I will ask the Ministry of Personnel to discuss this and transfer him back to the capital as appropriate."
"Father, the Emperor is wise."
Yan Xingtian bowed and lowered his eyelids to hide the complexity that flashed across his eyes.
Having achieved his goal, he discussed a few trivial matters of the court with his father and then took his leave.
Standing on the white marble steps outside the palace, looking at the towering palace walls in the distance and the rolling clouds in the sky.
Yan Xingtian's mood was like the clouds, drifting towards the distant water town of Cangzhou.
Drifting towards the little girl who is only thirteen years old, who may be learning poetry, books and etiquette at home and has no idea about her future destiny.
Transfer her father back to the capital and let her appear in the circle of noble ladies.
It was the most calm and reasonable first step he could take for the "old people".
As for what will happen two years later...we'll talk about it then.
Yan Xingtian narrowed his eyes slightly.
He suppressed all his surging thoughts, regained the composure and composure that a crown prince should have, and walked slowly towards the East Palace.
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And here at Cui Mansion.
After scaring his horse on the polo field that day, Cui Huailin rode back home, feeling uneasy all the way.
The "Mr. Cui" he called out was distant and cold, completely different from the soft and dependent "Brother Huai Lin" of the past.
Did she really...let it go?
This realization was like a blunt knife, grinding repeatedly against his heart, bringing a strange and sharp pain.
In the study of Shuixie Ju, the flickering candlelight could not dispel the gloom between his brows.
He tried to read as usual, but none of the books caught his eye.
"Bang!"
The scroll in his hand was thrown heavily onto the table, making a dull sound.
Liao Chengfeng was frightened when he heard this from outside, but he didn't dare to go in and disturb them.
Cui Huailin closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the violence and anxiety that was surging in his chest and almost broke through his years of cultivation.
He was taught to restrain himself and abide by propriety since he was young, and his every word and action represented the style of the Qinghe Cui family.
His life trajectory has long been clearly planned——
He entered officialdom, brought honor to his family, married a virtuous wife who could shoulder the responsibilities of a clan wife, and continued the glory of the Cui family.
Miaomiao, the legitimate princess of Dayan, born into a wealthy family, innocent and naive, is the most beautiful yet most untimely accident beyond his plan.
He...craved the warmth and light she brought.
But he knew better that this purity and innocence could not survive in the complicated clan relationships of the Cui family.
He pushed her away again and again with cold words, and cut off her thoughts with the most hurtful words.
Isn't this also about cutting off the unnecessary delusions that are quietly growing in your heart?
He originally thought that breaking up completely would be the best for both of them.
But when she really turned around and might walk towards someone else.
The panic and unwillingness that could almost devour a person came so violently, far beyond his expectations.
"Can't you bear the title of a noble family's wife?"
Cui Huailin repeated his old words in a low voice, with a bitter smile at the corner of his lips.
It sounds so ridiculous now.
How... self-deceiving!
When had he ever truly measured her by the standards for a "clan wife"?
He was clearly just...
I was afraid that I would become addicted to those pure eyes.
He was afraid that he would go against his family's expectations because of her.
Afraid that I can't protect her!
Now, she may be embraced by someone else and cherished carefully.
The little girl who would secretly give him honey, follow him closely, and cry red-eyed if he said no, will have nothing to do with him at all.
Just imagining that scene makes my heart ache and my breathing become suffocated.
No.
An extremely clear voice resounded from the deepest part of my heart, with an unquestionable determination.
He would never allow it.
What family responsibilities, what standards for clan wives, what rational considerations...
It collapsed at this moment.
He knew clearly that he couldn't bear to watch her marry someone else.
It is impossible to accept that her smile blooms for others and her tears are shed for others.
He, Cui Huailin, is the eldest grandson of the Qinghe Cui family and the future head of the family.
After struggling and deceiving myself, I finally admitted to myself—
He had already fallen in love with the plump, innocent and naive little princess whom he had pushed away with his own hands.
So deep...that it cannot be let go.
So, he had to do something.
Win her heart back.
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