Chapter 80: Layout "How did Miss Xie know I was interested?" ...
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Liaochen, a man who had received the help of a high monk, was like a dragon flying across the vast ocean in the Ministry of War. In the eyes of most Buddhists in the world, Liaochen was almost like the son of God, brilliant, benevolent, and righteous.
When such people are involved in a case, the Dali Temple is more cautious, because if a wrong verdict is made, it will attract a lot of followers and cause chaos.
Faith is also an extremely important aspect for the imperial family. They do not like Buddhism to seize the trust of the common people and be above the imperial power. However, they have never been able to perfectly explain the emptiness of divine power from ancient times to the present. In fact, in many cases, the royal family has to use divine power to bless their own nobility.
The king's mandate is granted by heaven.
If there is no such statement, one must rely on the imperial seal and orthodox inheritance, or one must have a legitimate reason to restore order through war, otherwise the throne obtained will be seized by a new revolution.
Chiang's founding emperor, the current emperor, is now facing the same problem.
In the eighteen years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there have always been threats on the border and hidden dangers within the country.
From the previous dynasty to the present party struggles, there has never been peace and stability.
Therefore, the close relationship between White Horse Temple and the royal family is not limited to this dynasty.
It has been involved in the past dynasties for hundreds of years and the present dynasties for more than ten years.
It also has its own rhetoric, defining the significance of the emperor's "fighting for power, quelling rebellions, and bringing welfare to the people."
Therefore, there will be no problem for Liaochen.
He wasn't the real murderer.
When Yan Siqing was investigating, the Dali Temple quickly cleared him of suspicion.
Now, this man was entrusted with an important task by the emperor and given the responsibility to perform salvation, but he spoke about matters between men and women, which made Yan Siqing's expression change quickly from gentle to sharp.
She did not hide her rejection and doubts about this.
"Master Liaochen is also going to ask about Hongchen?"
She didn't deny it.
Because she spoke the truth, she didn't like to deceive people about such things. Denial was like concealment, and concealment was a form of cowardice.
She didn't care about other people's opinions, she only cared about the consequences - unless the other party told Jiang Hui about it.
That would have very troublesome consequences.
I wouldn't expect that, he is a monk after all.
Besides, she didn't admit it.
Yan Siqing's mind raced, but Lechen smiled broadly, "Boss has done all sorts of business before, so he should understand the demands of supply and demand, which have a huge impact on both sides. We monks are no different. You can't dump all the worldly troubles on us when you're praying to the gods, asking for answers and guidance, and then expect us to be completely ignorant of them."
“That’s difficult.”
“We are human beings too.”
He was a very unusual monk.
No other monk has such a charming smile as his.
Yan Siqing: "I mean, why are you telling me all this? I thought you were here to talk about serious matters."
Liaochen: "Because the monument of your Yan family's merits is erected in my White Horse Temple."
With just one word, Xiaoyun, who was making tea at the table next to her, suddenly looked up, her expression unable to conceal her surprise.
How is that possible?!
If that was the case, I never saw the lady ask a single question when she was at the White Horse Temple, and no one ever went to pay homage.
How could this happen?
Could it be that it happened when he was unaware? But all their time in the White Horse Temple was basically occupied by the case, and Yan Siqing had no free time at all.
So...she doesn't know?
When Xiaoyun looked over during her study session, she saw Yan Siqing's fingers, which had been resting on the table, retracted and bent, with their joints turning white and their nails digging into the palms.
There were also red marks on her lips.
His expression was forbearing and sad.
But in a moment, he smiled brightly.
"Master, don't you ask me why I am so heartless? I don't even go to pay respect to the tombstones of my loved ones."
Liaochen: "Because you know, even the monument of merit is only dared to be erected by Prince Yan. Those who have been revived by the Yan family are all silent and dare not say anything or do anything about it."
This statement revealed that Yan Siqing had actually been paying attention to the affairs of Chang'an.
She knew where her mother was, knew about Prince Yan, and knew that the Yan family had a monument erected by him in the White Horse Temple.
She would not tell Jiang Hui about these things. At the beginning, their attempts were half true and half false.
There were some things that she was completely deceiving herself about.
Otherwise, I won’t be able to get over the hurdle in my heart.
"Everyone outside of them is like this. You are involved and have to worry about the survivors, your mother, your daughter. You can't do anything about it."
"It's very hard for you to do this."
Yan Siqing tilted his head and looked out the window.
“In this world, few people don’t work hard.”
"If it's not hard, it's probably a blessing from past lives."
"Master, are you here for the so-called serious business? To relieve my inner distress? You may be worrying too much. I have no distress and do not need any counseling."
Liaochen sipped his tea and whispered, "The abbot once told me that when your mother and Lord Yan Que were newly married and had yet to leave Chang'an to take up their posts, they came to the White Horse Temple to pray for blessings."
"I don't ask for wealth and splendor, but for the blessing of children, for good health, and for a loving and loving husband and wife."
"He also said at the time that the Yan family had saved countless lives over the generations and that they had great merits and virtues, so whatever they asked for would definitely be granted."
"result....."
"Before the imperial edict was issued by the Lord, Lord Wei and I went to the palace to see the emperor. At that time, His Majesty was looking at a painting."
Yan Siqing didn't seem to be moved at all, and didn't care much, until Lechen said, "The person in the painting is you."
Yan Siqing's expression changed.
Xiaoyun also frowned.
The teapot was boiling on the small stove, the steam was buzzing, the heat was spreading, and it burned the skin.
After a few breaths, it seemed as if you were speaking.
"Thanks for the reminder."
Lechen: "This is my way of repaying the master for helping me clear my name at the White Horse Temple. A monk shouldn't owe anyone anything."
"Also, the Buddha was unable to provide the Yan family with what they requested. The entire White Horse Temple feels deeply sorry."
Yan Siqing: "Without me, you will be fine. The White Horse Temple has its own place for you."
"As for the affairs of my Yan family... we have been saving people for generations, and each doctor has acted after careful consideration. I don't ask future gods or Buddhas to conceal this. There is no cause and effect relationship."
"It has nothing to do with the White Horse Temple."
Lechen: “That’s different.”
He was open-minded and used this as a reminder to erase the kindness between them, and then he talked about the real matter of salvation.
After finishing the work, Lechen stood up, bowed, and left gracefully.
Yan Siqing pressed his fingers between his eyebrows and whispered, "Don't tell your Highness about this."
Xiaoyun was anxious, "Madam..."
Yan Siqing lowered his eyes, "If there is a war on the border, there will be no room for distraction or delay. If there is no war, Your Majesty deliberately transferred him away, which means that if he stays, he will be a violation of your authority."
She looked up and looked at Xiaoyun.
"When His Majesty was conquering the throne, he was trying to quell the chaos. Now, there are still hidden dangers, and he needs orthodoxy and stability."
"What can Prince Yan's Mansion do?"
Is it rebellion?
Children rebel against their father?
It's unacceptable no matter what, and you will definitely die.
She doesn't deserve it either.
So that's it.
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In the palace.
Now the news has spread and become widely known. The new Xuanwei General "Qi Wuhui" has become the emperor's new favorite, has even been summoned several times in a row, and has been entrusted with important tasks. He is being asked a question by the emperor.
"What kind of person do you think your wife is?"
Chen Cangyu didn't even know which identity the emperor was asking about, but he knew that the other party knew everything.
If it's not stated explicitly, it's implied. Since it's implied, he has to answer no matter what identity is asked.
"Smart, calm, and never willing to make a mistake."
After a pause, he added, "I never care about people who are not worthy."
"Don't look back."
No matter how contemptuous he was, he was not shameless enough to smear Yan Siqing, because she was indeed impeccable. Looking back at the years after his "death", she could check and examine the Shen family.
Emperor Heng glanced at him, then calmly painted with his brush the scenery of mountains and seas standing in the palace.
"Do you think she can keep the secret?"
"able."
"What secrets do you think she has? Has she ever mentioned any of her family's past?"
Chen Cangyu's palms were sweating, he lowered his head, swallowed, and replied calmly: "No, I guess I became an orphan at a young age, and I feel taboo in my heart and don't want to tell others."
Emperor Heng: "In this world, there are many couples who hide their secrets and have their own plans. It's not surprising."
"Has she learned the Yan family's midwifery techniques? Is she proficient in them? I heard that she had a difficult childbirth and nearly died. She cut the umbilical cord herself... and only then did she and her daughter survive. So she must understand."
Shen Zang was startled, his fingers numb, and he bent them, "Your Highness, I don't understand."
"I think I understand."
Emperor Heng smiled calmly: "Then she does look a lot like her grandfather."
"Her grandfather's skills were also extraordinary when he delivered my son. Although my son later died, I still care about him."
"If my son were still alive."
"The one he delivered is the current crown prince, who may also be the new emperor."
"Qi Aiqing, do you feel sorry?"
"Although I still haven't found my son's burned body."
Chen Cangyu was not at all aware of these details. He immediately broke out in a sweat and fell to his knees.
Emperor Heng continued to smile and paint, finishing with the last stroke and putting down his brush.
"Go find her."
"Tell her to help me find my son."
"Or, give me a satisfactory heir."
"She chooses her own path."
When Chen Cangyu left the palace, his expression was back to normal. He set off for Guanzhong City, but halfway through he entered a remote courtyard in the countryside.
The door opens, the door closes.
He looked at the people in the room with a somewhat obscure look in his eyes.
"You left your fiefdom and returned to Chang'an. You were supposed to be in Guanzhong City, but you came out to meet me again. What plans do you have?"
"Your Majesty."
The countryside is natural, comfortable and relaxed.
The people inside were cooking meat and vegetables around the stove, eating with a smile on their faces. They were only about ten years older than Jiang Hui and looked very young.
But he is still a prince.
After King Qi went down, was he closer to that location?
I don’t know, but he was very close to the hot pot, and the way he ate and drank was a bit like an ordinary person, without any airs, and he even invited Chen Cangyu to come over and eat with him.
"You don't know, Guanzhong City is now either full of old foxes like Wei Tingzhong, evil stars like Jiang Hui, or cunning royal descendants. I'm not a cunning person, and I always feel anxious when eating with others. I can't eat comfortably. I have to go out and hunt, otherwise I will lose ten times the weight and won't be fit to see the emperor."
Chen Cangyu went over, saluted, and then said politely: "Your Majesty will not go to Guanzhong City."
"Whether to go or not is up to the Emperor. It is our duty to have the honor to see the Emperor."
"But I see you're so cautious, you didn't even bring a servant with you. Could it be that you've received a secret letter and need to come see me first?"
"Is there something wrong?"
The other party seems gentle and honest, but in fact, he is inadvertently exploring people's secrets.
Chen Cangyu knew that the other party had someone in the palace.
Knowing that I have been in frequent contact with Emperor Heng recently...
"His Majesty mentioned the Yan family case and expressed dissatisfaction with Yan Siqing and Prince Yan and his son. However, he seemed to want to know a certain secret, so he asked me to go to Guanzhong City to investigate."
The prince smiled as he ate his food. "It's related to your wife. What secret does she know? I calculated that she is younger than me. No matter what happened back then, she had nothing to do with it. After the founding of the country, I can find out everything. It must be related to her grandfather."
"The head of the Imperial Hospital only knows a few secrets related to someone's death or life."
"Let me guess... Is it one of my younger brothers?"
There are indeed not many stupid people in the Jiang family.
Chen Cangyu never dared to look down on these masters, so he lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty didn't say anything, he just asked me to observe the contact between Yan Siqing and Prince Yan and his son. Maybe Your Majesty suspects that Prince Yan and his son did it."
He lied, but it was logical.
It was because he wanted to promote the fight between this prince and Prince Yan and his son.
He wanted Prince Yan's Mansion to be defeated.
Died without a complete body.
The prince frowned and continued eating, thinking to himself, "So this poor brother of mine is dead. Your Majesty suspects it was my eldest brother or the Empress who did it."
“But there is no evidence.”
"You say, if we have this evidence, wouldn't it be all in one go? Let's say that Big Brother suddenly encountered the Yan family's annihilation, and he insisted on getting involved with a married woman. His taste is so strong that people who don't know would think that our Jiang family is just into this, right?"
He looked at Chen Cangyu with a hint of meaning. Chen Cangyu had no expression on his face.
This prince also hoped that he and Jiang Hui would kill each other.
They each have their own thoughts, but their goals are actually the same.
But Chen Cangyu didn't want to be the first to do so. He said, "That's Chen Cangyu's business. It has nothing to do with Qi Wuhui."
"But Your Majesty, you should know that His Majesty is very meticulous. Seeing that he favors me now, he is afraid that he will suspect that there is someone behind me, or even suspect that it is another prince. He will not tell me the truly important matters. If he does tell me, aren't you afraid that he is setting a trap?"
"From my observation, Your Majesty is intent on investigating the Yan family. If he truly harbors ill feelings towards Prince Yan's Mansion, there's no need to specifically transfer the Crown Prince."
"I always feel that His Majesty still values Prince Yan's Mansion very much."
Chenzang Jade does the opposite.
But it hits the nail on the head - this is the private opinion of some senior cabinet ministers.
The prince's expression paused slightly, and he finally stopped picking up the food with his chopsticks.
No matter how you fight, the outcome depends on your heart.
Unless Prince Yan and his son are both dead or disabled, it is unknown who will win or lose in the end.
"What you said makes a lot of sense."
"We really can't rely on luck. We have to be proactive in some things. Otherwise, how could my arrogant second brother end up like this? Our plan at the White Horse Temple was considered a success, but unfortunately we couldn't trap them father and son. Now, we still have to worry about it."
Chen Cangyu: "It all depends on the prince's orders."
"Since my father still favors my nephew, then I will prevent him from returning to the frontier and continuing to make mistakes for a woman."
"The people have been arranged. She has offended many people. However, the dirtier the thing, the fewer people will be implicated after it succeeds."
"According to Jiang Hui's current level of confusion, if she encounters any problems, he will show up and go against the emperor's wishes."
Chen Zangyu: "Kill her? Are you going to use that Liu Guangzhi?"
Prince: "Why, you can't bear to leave?"
Chen Cangyu: "The Suzaku Envoy in front of the palace, if your Majesty has not taken action, who can? The king's heart also includes the king's majesty."
That is true, Prince Qi can deal with it, but Prince Yan and his son cannot do it.
His Majesty's methods are unpredictable, but they always revolve around himself and others cannot encroach upon them.
Prince: "Don't worry, I really wouldn't dare to do that."
"This woman is incredibly wealthy, rich enough to rival a nation. You can't just let her become yours for free. Since she was yours from the beginning, you might as well keep her."
The prince used chopsticks to pick up some meat and put it into his bowl.
Chen Zangyu frowned and stared at the prince.
The prince smiled and said, "Otherwise, I will gladly accept it."
Jiang Hui was gentle and considerate to women, but others might not be.
No matter how talented and capable you are, you are still just a woman after all.
Chen Cangyu narrowed his eyes, then moved the bowl over with him.
"Whatever the prince wants, whether it's money or people, is there anything he can't get?"
"It's all yours after all."
He chose the most perfect answer.
"And, there's another possibility: there's someone more suitable to commit this murder."
"Liu Guangzhi is a loser after all, so he can only be put out in the open to attract attention."
The prince raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Perhaps your suggestion is the same as that one's."
"Everyone values the other chess piece more."
"Then we can do both."
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Compared with other major events, the case in Liujia Village was just a small case that did not cause any waves. No one cared about Chen Yue's death. They only heard about the news of the case and lamented how powerful Yan Siqing was.
Those who should be arrested should be arrested, and those who should be killed should be killed.
Liu Guangzhi was released three days ago, so Chen Xu naturally took some action.
Some saw him begging on the street, beaten, and insulted, calling him sick—and sure enough, he was in even worse circumstances, not only undisciplined but also unable to take care of himself. Born to be fed by others' blood, how could he cope with such a situation? When he was desperate, he reportedly went to Fanxianglou for help, which was ridiculous, and naturally he was dealt with...
In the dim back alley, Liu Guangzhi, with a bruised face and nose, had a ferocious expression on his face. "I became addicted to the tea at your Fanxianglou. I have to keep going there, and that's how I got sick. If you don't pay me, I will go to the Dali Temple to sue you... Otherwise..."
The knife was suddenly put to his throat, about to cut it to silence him.
Sudden.
Someone called for a stop in the darkness. Liu Guangzhi didn't know who was coming and couldn't see clearly, but he was just scared.
But I heard the other party say it in a cold tone.
"How foolish! Isn't your current situation all because of that investigator Yan Siqing?"
"It's better to ask her for her life than to ask anyone for money."
"Right now, she's in a very good position. She's about to become the Crown Prince's Consort. Do you know what a Crown Prince's Consort is? Prince Yan, if the King becomes the Emperor, she'll be the Crown Princess and the future Empress. A single word from her can make you live a life worse than death."
"Aren't you going to Guanzhong City to find her?"
"However, I will give you the money. Consider it as your travel expenses."
Liu Guangzhi, who was lying on the ground like a rotten dog, was hit on the head by a money bag. When the crowd dispersed, he raised his head and quickly checked the silver ingots and pills in the bag. His eyes were full of joy, but when he thought of his experience in Liujia Village and what Yan Siqing had said to Chen Xu, his face became ferocious.
That's right, all of this was her fault.
How come these bitches can make a lot of money and become queens?
She is dreaming!
She deserved to be infected with this filthy disease like himself... He wanted her to live a life worse than death!
That night, the man, who looked as miserable as a beggar, called an ox cart and left the city gate at night... and rushed to Guanzhong City.
The two cities were originally very close, and the official road was straight through. They drove all night and arrived in the early morning.
The Magnolia Festival is approaching soon, and because so many people are coming, the closing time of the city gate is delayed. They just strengthen the patrol and random inspection. The officers and soldiers guarding the city took a look at him and let him pass.
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There are two major events in Guanzhong City. One is the upcoming Magnolia Festival. Many dignitaries and relevant officials will be present. People from the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Justice, and the Ministry of War will all be present, and the Dali Temple will be the main person in charge.
After talking with Lechen, Yan Siqing completed his work and handed over the results of the case files to Jian Wuliang who rushed to Guanzhong City.
Jian Wuliang looked exhausted, but he was holding something in his hands.
Yan Siqing didn't care at first, but after the people left, she realized that she had forgotten to take the things away. She reminded Li Yu to take them back, but Li Yu said that it was brought by Lord Jian from Chang'an, and many people had them, so it was considered a compliment to Chen Yue'an.
When Li Yu said this, he looked at Yan Siqing carefully and pretended to be calm, "I have a food box too."
She could see that Yan Siqing was a person who really understood life, and was very particular about his food, drink, housing and transportation. This food box was also a token of his thoughtfulness.
Everyone has the same wish.
Yan Siqing's eyes were fixed, and after scanning Li Yu's unnatural expression, he said nothing in the end, "Thank Master Jian for me."
When Jian Wuliang found out, he didn't have time to be happy because someone from Queguan Tower sent him a sign.
Superior private room, free with meals.
Jian Wuliang was silent for a moment, then took the sign with a smile and was very polite to the manager. His subordinates were a little envious and asked when they could go to eat.
Jian Wuliang rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'd rather die than go."
He was not angry, but felt that she was too clear about it and he was a little unwilling to do so.
Can't we just be friends?
The subordinate was quite understanding. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Tomorrow is the festival. We still need to meet and discuss things today. To avoid any mistakes tomorrow, why don't we invite Mrs. Yan to dinner and discuss things at the same time? Also, the results of the Spring Examination came out yesterday. Can't we tell Mrs. Yan? She's been out of town recently and is not in Chang'an. She probably doesn't know yet."
"Also, there have been several cases of young and middle-aged people going missing recently. Although they are ordinary people, they are quite strange. We should ask Madam for advice."
Jian Wuliang raised his eyebrows, touched the token, and walked away.
But he didn't expect to run into another group of people coming to Tingyu Tower in Jinlin Lake.
This time, this group of people was not stopped by Wei Tingzhong, because they had legitimate business to seek out Yan Siqing, and Yan Siqing did not refuse.
They were from Xie Wengong Academy, and were accompanied by two siblings from the Xie family.
Xie Rong smiled shyly, "We also came to Guanzhong City a few days ago, but because you were busy, we were unable to visit you. Now that we have something to do with the academy, we came here as well."
What he said was not important. He had no say and was not allowed to make decisions on anything. The headmaster of the academy, Wen Huaizhi, still looked at his favorite student, Xie Juanshu.
Although he has a high status, the person in front of him is no longer just a businessman.
It is extraordinary, so it is not enough for the academy to produce talents.
Xie Juanshu secretly complained that these old gentlemen didn't know what kind of conflict existed between him and Yan Siqing, and they still entrusted the task to him. If it weren't for the Xie family's wealth, he wouldn't be able to refuse. He really didn't want to take on a job that was bound to fail, but he could only bite the bullet and apologize on his behalf.
"Zhao Chengmin and the others were ignorant of etiquette and had selfish motives, which offended Madam. They have been expelled according to the academy's rules, and a public notice has been issued to explain the incident, including the incident in Queguan Tower. The students who were at fault have been punished one by one. There is absolutely no favoritism."
"As for the funding, it's a kind act of yours, Mr. Yan. It's your freedom to decide whether to give it or not. However, the academy still wants to make an effort to repair our relationship and jointly cultivate talented people to benefit our country. That's why we, the Xie family, have been entrusted with this."
"Of course, I am too arrogant to ask for your help. I can only express my opinion and hope you will consider it again, Mr. Yan."
"But regardless of whether we provide financial support or not, we can still interact with each other in the future. There's no need to damage relations."
The people in the academy looked at Xie Juanshu and then at Yan Siqing.
Xiaoyun at the back was thinking: It would be strange if this could come to fruition. These scholars really don’t know the news. Don’t they know that there is their own prince between these two people?
The atmosphere quieted down for a moment.
It was very abrupt. After Xie Juanshu finished speaking, Yan Siqing replied: "You can continue to support me."
"If not, then...hmm?" Xie Juanshu was stunned, and Xie Rong was also stunned.
Is this done?
The people in the academy were happy but also confused.
So easy to talk to? Is that it?
Yan Siqing: "Isn't it a punishment? Since it's been punished and the atmosphere has been cleared up, that's enough."
"It's not a big deal."
Xie Rong said without restraint, "I thought you were very angry and would not agree so easily. Besides, with our family..."
Xie Juanshu pinched his thigh.
Xie Rong's face twisted and he was speechless.
Yan Siqing pretended not to see it and said softly, "I am angry, but it's not worth it to keep being angry."
"Unless it happens again and again."
Wen Huaizhi immediately said, "No, if such people really exist, our academy doesn't need you, the owner, to get angry and punish them. They will advertise their unbearable behavior to the world. This should be the fault of our academy's education. I will write this letter of apology."
That’s not necessary, Yan Siqing smiled and let the matter pass. She would not pursue the matter anymore and planned to continue paying.
She had never intended to gain any benefit from this matter. It was just a habit whether to give or not.
This time it was Xie Juanshu's turn to remain silent, until Wen Huaizhi reciprocated the favor by inviting Yan Siqing to go on an outing and enjoy the wild fun in the suburbs before the Magnolia Festival. When the results of the Spring Examination were announced, the top scorer would also come to the dinner, where they would eat, drink, compose poetry, play the piano, paint, and appreciate the mountains and rivers. It was so relaxing.
Yan Siqing declined politely, "The situation has been resolved, and most of what His Majesty asked of me has been completed, but there are still some things to do. I am afraid of any trouble, so I will not go out."
Xie Juanshu wrote, "There's a Carp Pavilion on the south side of Jinlin Lake. It was built during the war when our Xie family moved our collection of ancient books and classics. I think we're interested, Mr. Yan?"
Yan Siqing was surprised and looked at her with interest.
"Miss Xie, how did you know I was interested?"
She admitted it, admitting that she was interested, but was curious about how the person in front of her knew.
Xie Rong: "What's so strange about this? Boss, you are extremely intelligent and have extraordinary ability to investigate cases. If you are not well-educated and knowledgeable, your sharp mind alone would not be enough to solve the case."
That's the truth.
But Xie Juanshu obviously didn't mean that.
She met Yan Siqing's clear gaze, curled her fingers, and opened her mouth slightly. After a moment's hesitation, she continued, "I used to be very curious about you and looked into a lot of your affairs. I know that since you were young, you have been following County Magistrate Xu around to investigate cases. Wherever you went, you always liked to visit the local private school... Some orthodox books and teachings are not difficult for you, but you are particularly interested in anecdotes and ancient books."
"I'm sorry, I had to agree to investigate Mr. Yan. It's my fault."
She kept calling him by a respectful title, which made Yan Siqing uncomfortable.
"Thank you for your courtesy, Miss. I've checked you out and know your general preferences. It's nothing."
“…”
The atmosphere was strange for a moment, but Xie Rong noticed that his sister's face was a little red, as if she was ashamed.
That's strange, is he pretending?
My sister is really amazing.
Wen Huaizhi coughed and invited again.
Yan Siqing withdrew his gaze from Xie Juanshu and agreed.
I didn't bother to dress up, I just went there.
But the guard outside is Wei Tingzhong's, so just report it.
Yan Siqing glanced at the guards and informed them of the details.
"Lord Wei is not in Tingyu Tower at the moment, but is outside."
"Does Lord Yan need to bring guards?"
"Need not."
Xie Rong watched her walk ahead, chatting with Wen Huaizhi about the details of the grant. He hung behind and whispered to Xie Juanshu, "Sister, I saw you dressed up, thinking you were going to fight me today to avoid being outmatched. But then I saw...why do I feel like you're here to sue for peace?"
Xie Juanshu reacted coldly to his idea, neither admitting nor denying it. In fact, she was confused about her own thoughts, but she really didn't want to be his enemy.
Moreover, the Xie family no longer needs to do anything about this man and Jiang Hui. Everyone can see Yan Siqing's attitude, so there is no need.
It is also terrible to make enemies with such people.
Xie Juanshu wiped his slightly hot ears, lowered his eyes and remained silent.
After they left, a Qingyan Courtyard watched their whereabouts from afar. Ruo Zhao reported directly to Jiang Hui, who was reading the military intelligence report, but his men had already started packing their bags.
After hearing the report and learning that Yan Siqing had gone out, he fell silent for a moment and said, "If you are not doing it right, and you do more and make more mistakes, it will only cause trouble for others. There is no need to go."
"Just go and watch the fun."
"I will not go, my son."
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There are quite a few people in Liyuzhai.
In fact, Xie Juanshu was still modest. Liyuzhai was not only the place where the Xie family transferred their assets, but also the main reason for the development of Guanzhong City in recent years - it attracted the earliest group of literati.
It is also because the current head of the Xie family has opened up his doors to the public in recent years and made these ancient books available that more and more great calligraphers have come here, and even nobles from foreign countries have come here to study and read.
Wen Huaizhi was the principal of the First Academy, and many people knew him. The group did not want to cause a big impact, so they walked behind. The steward of the private study recognized the family and opened the door for them to enter.
Yan Siqing was indeed interested in these ancient books. As soon as he entered the huge study, he looked at the almost endless sea of books, paused, and then sighed softly.
"A sign of prosperity."
Wen Huaizhi also agrees with this.
No matter how chaotic the times are or how dynasties change, the things that should least be destroyed are these historical treasures.
They are the crystallization of thousands of years of human history and the only record.
Originally, Yan Siqing was going to read the book, but when he took out the book to read, he smelled a strong odor. He frowned and took a step back.
But the person in front of her showed up, smiled strangely at her, and walked towards her.
"Seeing is believing, Madam Yan."
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