Chapter 70: Some Rebellious Words
Pei Yan noticed that Jiang Shuyi was crying.
He didn't coax her, and said in the same tone as before: "If you want to be promoted, you can talk to me nicely. Why make up such a lie to deceive me? You decide for yourself whether to fight or not?"
Jiang Shuyi trembled slightly in his arms.
Pei Yan reached out and touched her cheek, which was indeed wet. He paused and said, "When I taught Pei Yu a lesson earlier, you were watching from the side. It was useless for him to cry. He still had to admit his fault after crying."
"Your Majesty, do you think I am lying?"
Jiang Shuyi's sobbing voice came, with a strong sobbing tone and a trembling ending.
Pei Yan seemed to be able to see those eyes filled with tears and grievance.
No matter whether she was the one who got angry first or not, she always made him feel distressed because of her grievance.
Pei Yan's tone softened a lot, and he patiently reasoned, "You said you dreamed of your own death, and I want to posthumously confer you the title of Queen. I don't think this dream is scary for you, and I don't believe this dream can scare you to the point of coming to me late at night."
Although Jiang Shuyi was not sure whether she was posthumously crowned as queen in her dream, her death was real and she did not lie to Pei Yan!
"You want me to love you, cherish you while you are alive, and promote you in advance."
Pei Yan stroked her soft hair as if guiding a child to realize his mistakes and asked, "I have been busy with government affairs recently and neglected you. Are you feeling disappointed and doing this to attract my attention?"
Being coaxed so gently, Jiang Shuyi nodded subconsciously. When she realized that she was really having a nightmare, she felt angry and amused at the same time.
I always feel that in this situation, it would be unacceptable if I didn't admit my mistake.
"I really had a nightmare..."
Jiang Shuyi realized after she spoke that her tone was a little guilty. The corners of her lips twitched for a moment, and she simply buried her face in Pei Yan's arms again, smiling suppressedly.
Pei Yan was also amused by her and said helplessly: "Who can you fool like this?"
Jiang Shuyi became even angrier, but the angrier she got, the more she couldn't stop laughing. She hated herself so much that she wanted to pinch herself.
Pei Yan did not force her to admit her fault. He waited until she could no longer laugh before he warned her seriously, "I will not pursue you this time. Next time, do not lie to me with such words. Just like you cannot bear to hear me mention life and death, I cannot bear to hear you mention these things either."
Jiang Shuyi accepted her fate, held back her laughter and said "hmm" obediently.
After such a commotion, she was no longer afraid or sleepy at all. Her face was covered with tears, and she wanted to call the palace maid to come in and help her wash her face.
However, before he could stand up, he was pushed down.
Jiang Shuyi opened her eyes wide, her tone a little hurt: "Your Majesty, haven't you finished teaching me a lesson yet?"
"It's not a lesson." Pei Yan chuckled: "Since you feel that I have ignored you, I will be kind to you and take a bath together later."
Jiang Shuyi: ...
Fortunately, Pei Yan's voice was gentle and pleasant, as clear as jade falling into water, otherwise she would have thought that he was a pervert.
The moment Pei Yan mentioned it would be time to go to court.
Jiang Shuyi sobbed tremblingly: "I will never come again, it's worse than being sleep paralyzed..."
However, she soon burst into tears, admitted her mistake and begged for forgiveness.
*
The court was still tense and serious.
The army brought by Wen Huan and the original garrison in the northwest have a total of 200,000 people. If they want to rebel, it may not be impossible for them to attack the capital.
"The family of the thief Wen is left in the capital. If he does not send troops, we will chop off the heads of his wives, concubines, and children one by one, and send one to him every day!"
Some indignant people said so, and Wei Taifu said solemnly: "No, Wen Huan's family can be implicated, but we cannot wantonly kill Wen Huan before he is convicted. Otherwise, what is the difference between the court and bandits?"
"Taifu is right." A minister echoed: "The Queen Mother is also Wen Huan's sister, so it's better not to be too tragic..."
The hall fell silent again. Chu Ang pondered for a long time and said, "Since Wen Huan has troops but has not sent them out, and has not attempted any acts of rebellion, he must be asking for something. You may as well wait and see what he has to say."
Several ministers thought he was just stalling for time, and were arguing when a eunuch suddenly rushed into the hall with an urgent military report in his hand: "Marshal Wen has sent a military report from the northwest, please read it, Your Majesty!"
All the ministers in the hall fell silent at once, staring at the military report until it was delivered to the throne, then staring at the expression of His Majesty.
Pei Yan tore open the seal and glanced over the letter, his expression remaining calm.
The ministers could not see anything and could not help asking, "Your Majesty, what did Marshal Wen say in the letter?"
"It's just some rebellious words." Pei Yan folded the letter, held it in his hand, raised his head, and looked down at the ministers with a smile: "Let's adjourn the court."
*
It is still chilly in the northwest at this time.
In the commander's tent, Zheng Yuezhao was massaging Wen Huan's shoulders and asked softly, "I heard that His Majesty dotes on Concubine Jiang very much. Will you agree?"
Wen Huan looked exhausted, with a light stubble on his chin. It was obvious that he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days. "A Zhao, I have no other choice."
He leaned his heavy body against his concubine and frowned, "In the past, when I went to war, my sister would write countless letters to ask if I was okay, but this time there was not a single letter. And Yao'er, since I left the capital, there has been no news from me. My confidant went to the capital to inquire about the news, but he has not returned since he left."
In this situation, there is no need to think about it, something must have happened to them.
Zheng Yuezhao knew all these things. Wen Huan had told her once when he was drinking to drown his sorrows. Finally, the sixteenth young master in the capital found a way to pass on the news, saying that the spies planted by the Wen family in the palace were eliminated by His Majesty after Wen Huan left the capital, and the aunt and nephew of the Wen family in the palace had never sent any news again, and no one knew whether they were alive or dead.
Wen Huan was furious and wanted to rebel, but he did not dare to do so because he was concerned about his family in the capital. However, since His Majesty had already decided to eliminate the Wen family, if he went back to eliminate the threat, he would be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.
After much thought, he realized that he couldn't have the best of both worlds. Apart from letting the now besieged Prince of Khotan go and leaving a hidden danger in the northwest, he had to do something else.
Thinking of Concubine Jiang who had bullied his daughter and whose reputation His Majesty had defended at the birthday banquet, Wen Huan used the reason that the troops at the border were unstable and asked His Majesty to send Concubine Jiang to patrol the border on his behalf in order to boost morale.
After all, he wanted to have a hostage in his hand. Even if he returned to Beijing in the future, he would find a reason to let Concubine Jiang stay in the northwest. If His Majesty did anything to the Wen family, Concubine Jiang would die.
Zheng Yuezhao re-combed his loose hair and took out a jade hairpin with a blunt tip. She put it aside and asked softly, "Jiang is just a concubine who serves the emperor with her beauty. Your Majesty dotes on her like a cat or a dog. Your husband wants to use her to restrain Your Majesty, but I'm afraid she is not that useful, right?"
Wen Huan smiled boldly: "You don't know, even heroes are tempted by beauty. Sometimes, for a man, the most important thing is not even his parents or wife, but the woman he loves."
As he spoke, he patted Zheng Yuezhao's leg: "Just like you, if someone caught you and threatened me, I would also be afraid and willing to take the bait."
Zheng Yuezhao smiled softly. Wen Huan leaned on her chest, not noticing that there was no smile in his concubine's eyes.
He thought for a while, "But what you said makes sense. My cheap nephew is heartless and might not care about the favorite concubine. If he sends Concubine Jiang directly this time, it means he doesn't care about her. I will ask him for another hostage. The Nineteenth Prince is the youngest son of the late emperor, and his mother's family is powerful. I will ask him for him. If Your Majesty dares to ignore his own brother and touch my Wen family, not only will his reputation for kindness and filial piety be lost, but the Nineteenth Prince's in-laws will also be enough to make him drink a pot!"
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