Breakfast time.
Xia thought her brother-in-law was too busy with official duties and muttered, "Ajian is just a minor official now, but he's already so busy. Who knows how busy he'll be if he gets promoted."
Chen Heng was a little worried. If it was just official business, he would have told her before leaving. What could have made him so anxious? Could it be that something happened to Xie's eldest brother or the teacher?
At this moment, Zhenzhu came in and reported, "Madam Chen, Madam Xia, the master is here."
As he was speaking, Xie Jian came in with a tired look on his face.
"Achan, get some water for the master to wash his face." Chen Heng ordered.
Xie Jian washed up before sitting down and telling the story. It turned out that Meng Xuanlang had scolded the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple while on duty at night, saying that he was obsessed with music, money, and reputation, but was not doing his job properly.
"Originally this wouldn't be a big deal. As a member of the Censorate, he has the responsibility of overseeing things. But in the end, he said that the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple shirked responsibility and committed plunder, which was a mean act that would eventually bring disaster and harm his descendants. He was directly detained by the people of the Dali Temple." Xie Jian drank a mouthful of porridge.
Chen Heng: “…” He is worthy of being the most outstanding censor in the past six centuries of the Great Cong Dynasty. At such a young age, he is so, well, outspoken.
I used to think that he died at the age of 30. It was so pitiful and regrettable that such a good minister died so young.
Now, Tu felt that thirty years old was a long life. After all, he was just a subordinate now, which would be a clerk in modern times. It was the time when he should be serving tea and building good relationships with people in the office. How could he make enemies everywhere?
"What should we do then?" Xia asked worriedly.
Xie Jian rubbed his forehead and said, "Old Master Meng has taken him away. Last night, Old Master Meng sent someone to call me, hoping that I could convince Xuan Lang."
"Are you convinced?" Shen Heng asked.
Thinking about what happened last night, Xie Jian frowned and said nothing.
It seems that it didn't work out. Chen Heng was not surprised at all. Meng Xuanlang and Xie Jian were not the same people. It was surprising that they could become friends and confidants. "Do you want to sleep for a while?"
"No. I'll go on duty after breakfast." He was originally at Meng's house, but came back just now because he was afraid that Ah Heng and his sister-in-law would worry about him.
Xia warned, "Ajian, you and Young Master Meng are very good friends. Don't let a quarrel hurt your relationship."
Hurt feelings? Xie Jian sneered. The scene last night was too much to describe. He would never try to persuade her again, even if he was beaten to death. "Don't worry, sister-in-law."
Chen Heng suddenly thought, wasn't the Dali Temple Shaoqing the eldest brother of Madam Tang Yu? So, the person Meng Xuanlang was scolding was the son of Yu Jungong.
In the evening, she would ask Xie Jian what exactly happened.
Before Shen Heng could wait until nightfall, when she just got home from the shop in the evening, Madam Peng Yun Zhao came with a five-month-old belly, her eyes were red when she came.
She hurriedly invited the person into the inner hall, served tea, and asked Ah Chan to wait outside. Then Shen Heng said with concern: "You are pregnant, so don't let your mood fluctuate too much."
"Xuanlang hasn't eaten anything for a day. My father-in-law, mother-in-law, and grandfather are at a loss as to what to do. We have no choice but to ask Mr. Xie to persuade him again." Mrs. Peng thought of her husband who always loved her, but this time he refused to listen to anything she said. She felt sad and worried.
"Just have the servant wait for him in the Secretariat. Why do you need to come here in person?"
"I have already invited you. Thank you, sir, for not wanting to wait any longer."
Chen Heng: “…”
"Xuan Lang said that he is not afraid of the powerful, but he is angry that Mr. Xie, whom he regards as his confidant, does not understand him. Ah Heng, I have no choice but to come to you myself." Peng did not expect that her husband, who was always smiling, would be so stubborn.
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