9 Marry her
◎Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be without feelings?◎
Chunlai thought about it for a moment and gave a date. Yan Qizheng calculated it on his fingers and found that it was two days earlier than the Crown Princess said she would go to see the cherry blossoms.
It seems that he is too sensitive.
Didn't Liu Yu'er help him out of trouble in the cherry forest at that time? Why would he suspect that she was involved in the assassination of the prince?
Thinking of this, Yan Qizheng then inquired about Liu Yu'er's residence. Xu Ji, who had originally wanted to visit her to express his gratitude and deliver the visiting card, ran back and said, "My cousin Liu has injured herself while riding a horse and is recovering. It's inconvenient for her to see guests."
In this case, Yan Qizhen will put the matter of thanks aside for the time being.
However, he was rejected twice in a row at the Wei Mansion. When his mother found out, she could no longer contain herself. She brought some gifts and went to the Wei Mansion in person to apologize to Madam Wei.
The two ladies have been friends for many years, so what can't they talk about?
Madam Wei also knew that her good sister had always sided with Yan'er. Therefore, when Madam Yan said that her son had repented, even for the sake of her good sister, Madam Wei agreed to give him a chance.
So, Madam Yan came back excitedly, wanting her son to go to the Wei Mansion and perform well. She had even prepared gifts for him. However, Yan Qizheng was delayed by an unexpected incident.
The living dead found in the cherry blossom forest suddenly died.
"You go to the scene and see what's going on." The only clue might be lost here, and the prince looked extremely worried.
"I want to know the cause of death and the truth behind it."
"Yes." Yan Qizhen went over immediately after receiving the order.
After the Ministry of Justice was ordered to investigate the assassin, Minister Wu gave the only chance to live to his confidant, Yu Sugong, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice.
In order to prevent someone from secretly causing trouble and to preserve this clue, Minister Yu did not imprison him in the Ministry of Justice, but placed him in a secluded house outside the palace and secretly cared for and treated him.
The assassin was in his early thirties, sturdy and a trained warrior. He had several stab wounds on his back and arms, but it was the stab wound to his chest that nearly killed him, damaging his internal organs.
The imperial physician had used ginseng soup to keep him alive and treated his wounds in time.
Despite the excessive blood loss, given his physical condition, he had a good chance of recovery after a few days of treatment. However, unexpectedly, after only two days, he suddenly passed away.
The imperial physician and the coroner examined the body carefully and found no signs of poisoning, nor was the victim suffocated by any external force.
Only our own people come in and out of this house, and only a few people know about this place. It seems unlikely that this is the work of a mastermind.
"If he was really silenced by someone, then the person behind the scenes must have connections everywhere!" Assistant Minister Yu Sugong shook his head and sighed at Captain Yan who came rushing over.
Yan Qizhen had just examined the body with him and indeed could not find any flaws.
According to the imperial physician, an ordinary person would have died on the spot from such a severe chest injury, but this man was able to hold on because of his strong physique.
It's just a breath, and it's powerless to bring back youth.
I'm afraid that the prince's desire to know the real cause of death has become a mystery.
The two of them walked out of the house and no longer held their breath in the courtyard, taking deep breaths of the fresh air.
The cool night wind penetrated into Yan Qi's chest and lungs, and he shuddered.
He looked up at the night sky above the eaves, his thoughts a little vague, always feeling that there was a bigger conspiracy behind this assassination.
"Master Yu just said..." Yan Qizheng continued to stare at the night sky, his tone so frivolous that he almost muttered to himself. "Can the hand behind the scenes touch the sky?"
Hearing this, Yu Sugong narrowed his eyes slightly and then laughed out loud.
"Who would dare to be so audacious under the feet of the emperor? Perhaps the mastermind behind this is lucky and blessed by heaven."
Yan Qi turned to look at him, and there was something ambiguous in the other's smile.
"No matter what, Your Highness wants the truth. I hope Lord Yu can continue to investigate and find out."
"Of course." Yu Sugong clasped his fists, his response unequivocal. "Please ask Captain Yan to tell His Highness that I will investigate this thoroughly."
At that time, Yan Qizhen thought that Yu Sugong was just saying this to get by, but he didn't expect that Yu Sugong would really find a new clue so quickly.
In other words, although the assassin is dead, the clue is still there.
This person was carrying a woman's embroidered handkerchief.
A pattern of flowing water over a small bridge, with a weeping willow swaying in the wind on the bank. The embroidery is exquisite and the materials are precious. Yu Sugong took it to various embroidery shops and asked around, and it was not difficult to find the source.
The shopkeeper confirmed that the handkerchief was bought by a customer ten days ago.
What kind of guest? Upon further inquiry, it turned out to be the assassin.
"It's him!" The shopkeeper looked at the assassin's portrait carefully and recalled some impressions.
"He looked like a rough and crude warrior, with a nose much larger than an average person's. I was a little surprised at the time that such a man would buy a woman's handkerchief."
With this clue, even if this person came from another place, it at least showed that he had stayed in the capital for several days.
If you stay, there may be someone who knows him.
Yu Sugong then instructed people to draw hundreds of portraits of the assassin, which were posted all over the capital, and a large reward was offered. Anyone who came forward to provide clues would receive a reward of varying amounts.
Within two days, almost everyone in the city had heard about the reward.
Liu Yu'er was recuperating at home and heard a few things from the casual conversation of her aunt's family.
"That's the imperial criminal who assassinated the crown prince. No wonder the reward is so high!" Aunt Zong's tone was full of regret. "It's a pity we didn't see him, otherwise we could have gone to claim some of the reward."
"Just seeing him is useless," said the cousin, clear-headed. "Everyone has seen the prisoner's portrait. Everyone knows he has small eyes and a big nose, and is a rough and crude warrior. We need to know where he has been, who he has met, and even better, his name..."
"Cousin, are you going out?" The maid who was sweeping the yard put away the broom and asked casually.
"Yeah." Liu Yu'er smiled at her, her face still a little haggard after being ill for a few days. "I've been stuck in the house for a few days, I want to go out and get some fresh air."
While Yu Sugong was busy offering a reward for clues, the Ministry of Justice apprehended two assassins who had escaped from the cherry forest. Under torture, they revealed the mastermind behind the assassination: Shen Bawan, the leader of a Jianghu sect.
Yan Qizheng immediately went with the officers and soldiers to arrest him. The entire Shen family was deserted, but Shen Bawan committed suicide in his study.
On the desk beside him was a letter written in blood not long ago, in which he confessed to planning to assassinate the prince, and said that he would never regret it and that there would be righteous men like him who would follow suit.
After investigation, it was found that Shen Bawan had always been against the imperial court, so it was logical for him to commit such a heinous act. Among the more than 80 assassins' bodies, more than a dozen were found with Shen's family tattoos on their backs.
Meanwhile, when Eunuch Xu was leading a thorough investigation of the Crown Prince's residence, he discovered a maidservant who looked panicked. After being interrogated, she knelt down and kowtowed, bursting into tears, saying that she had let the Crown Princess down. She had just been apprehended and was about to be questioned when she jumped into the well.
The two suicides out of fear of punishment formed a closed loop and had nothing to do with the princes. Emperor Jingren was overjoyed when he heard about it. He rewarded the officials of the Ministry of Justice and ordered them to continue investigating the remnants of the Shen family.
By this time, ten days had passed since the East Suburb Incident. Yan Qizheng finally had a chance to catch his breath and went to the Wei Mansion to check on the injured.
Madam Yan had visited him twice and kept urging him to hurry up. She even scolded him, saying that the girl had risked her life for him, and he didn't even bother to look at her.
After this incident, the mother became more determined to accept her daughter-in-law and vowed not to allow him to cancel the engagement.
Yan Qizhen didn't object anymore.
Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?
Wei Ziyan's deep love and loyalty to him really touched him.
Well, marrying her is a way of repaying my gratitude. If I meet another woman I like in the future, I can make her my concubine.
Before coming, Mrs. Yan specially prepared a flower basket for her son, filled with various blooming flowers, which were gorgeous and eye-catching.
"Your sister Ziyan likes flowers and plants. She will definitely be happy if you give them to her."
Yan Qizheng didn't refuse his mother's kindness, but just to take it with him, he had to take a carriage. When he arrived at the Wei Mansion, he awkwardly carried the flower basket into the hall.
Mr. Wei was not at home, so Mrs. Wei showed up in person, and her attitude was no longer as cold as before, as if she had refused to let anyone in.
After her daughter used the golden wound medicine, her wound healed quickly and she can now walk. Madam Wei remembered Yan Qizhen's kindness.
She had also heard the master mention what was happening in the court, and she understood that Yan Qizhen was too busy and had delayed coming until today.
Seeing him carrying the flower basket again, it was clear that he was trying hard to please his daughter, so Madam Wei naturally became more cheerful. While ordering the maid to invite the young lady, she also invited Yan Qizheng to sit down and have tea.
"Madam Wei," Yan Qizhen did not sit down, but clasped his hands together and bowed to Madam Wei.
"It was all my fault before. I hurt Zi Yan and disappointed Madam and Wei Taizhong. Please rest assured, Madam, I will treat Zi Yan well from now on and will not let her suffer any more grievances."
The implication is that he is willing to accept this marriage.
When Mrs. Wei heard him say this, she felt very relieved.
As Mrs. Yan said, her son was truly repentant.
"Alright." Madam Wei called him to his feet. "We'll talk about whether we're worried or not first. The most important thing is that you reassure Yan'er. Go talk to her about it later."
"yes."
Perhaps because he had been missing her for some time, Yan Qi was sitting in the hall of the Wei Mansion at this moment, feeling a little impatient.
At this time, the maid came in and reported: "The young lady is about to take medicine and will not be out until later."
He felt a little disappointed, and Madam Wei noticed: "Zi Yan finds the medicine too bitter and takes a long time to take it. How about we ask the servants to take you there?"
"Thank you, Madam Wei." Yan Qizhen happily picked up the flower basket and stood up.
From the front hall to the backyard, through the long winding corridor, and through several doors, you will reach Wei Ziyan's Misty Rain Pavilion.
The boudoirs of the ladies of noble families were usually off-limits to outsiders, but Yan Qizheng was a fiancé, so occasional visits were not taboo in the Hu Zhou Dynasty. However, over the years, Yan Qizheng had visited the Wei Mansion several times, but apart from the last time he carried her back to her room, this was only his second time setting foot inside the young lady's boudoir.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, the fresh fragrance of flowers filled my nose, and everywhere I looked, there were flowers and green plants. Butterflies fluttered among the bushes, and a few red koi fish chased and played in the large water tank.
The afternoon sun shines into the courtyard, full of spring and vitality.
Yan Qizhen unconsciously curled the corners of his lips and followed the maid into the house.
The door to the room was wide open and the curtain was hung high, so Miss Wei sitting inside could be seen from afar.
【Author’s words】
One of the two "stubborn" people finally got the hang of it [come on]
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