In the early morning, in the silent East Palace, the princess threw a cup of refreshing tea to the ground. The delicate and fragile blue and white porcelain cup hit the floor and shattered, and the tea fragments splashed everywhere. She scolded: "Useless thing!"
Suddenly, people knelt on the ground in the inner hall of the East Palace, with their heads lowered and holding their breath, not daring to speak.
The princess tugged at the outer garment she had casually put on when she came out of the palace, turned around and sat down on the chair, one hand on the armrest of the chair, and the other hand impatiently waved at the palace servant, "Get down, get down."
After the outsiders left, Jiang Wuyong looked at the black-clothed man kneeling in the middle of the hall. He suppressed the anger that was about to erupt in his chest and asked with gritted teeth, "Tell me, what happened? Wei Min and the guards beside her are only two people. You have a total of fifteen masters, but you didn't get rid of them? Did I raise you to eat for free?"
The man in black knocked his head on the floor and said, "Please forgive me, Princess. It's not that I'm useless, but when I was trying to kill Wei Min, I was stopped by the people of the Duke of Huai."
The princess narrowed her eyes upon hearing this, her fingers clenched the handle of the chair under her palm, and she gritted her teeth and said word by word: "You mean, Duke Huai?"
The man in black knelt down and moved forward on his knees, reporting what happened that night truthfully at Jiang Wuyong's feet.
"Old thing," Jiang Wuyong slapped the table and stood up. His coat slipped down his shoulders and fell to the ground, but she pretended not to notice it and snorted coldly, "It seems that she is living too comfortably. She has nothing to do but come and meddle in my affairs!"
The man in black hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground, patted the non-existent dust on them, held them in both hands and handed them to Jiang Wuyong, saying flatteringly, "Your Highness?"
Jiang Wuyong lowered his eyes and glanced at the outer shirt, his tone ambiguous, "She is just a fourth-rank Dali Temple official. She is lucky not to have died in Zhucheng and can return to Beijing smoothly."
Jiang Wuyong couldn't understand why his mother was so reluctant to let go of Wei Min. She had been away from the capital for three years, yet she was transferred back!
Jiang Wuyong reached out and took the clothes from his subordinates, and said in a gloomy tone, "It's good that you come back and obey. If you don't obey..."
Jiang Wuyong grinned and threw the coat in his hand to the ground. "I heard that she has a husband and they have always been in a good relationship. If our Lord Wei still remembers what happened three years ago and refuses to cooperate, don't blame me for starting with this 'dress'!"
The man in black lowered his head and dared not speak.
One of Jiang Wuyong's methods of controlling court officials was to start from the ministers' inner chambers and backyards.
Although making this matter public would make people feel that it was unbecoming and embarrassing for a dignified daughter of the Jiang family to use such unworthy methods that men use, it was undeniable that this trick worked every time. The attendant in the Minister of Revenue's house, who made Liu Wen wish he could die on his belly, was also designed by the princess.
Jiang Wuyong turned around and looked at the ink painting on the wall of a white egret flying against the blue sky. He turned his back to the man in black and said, "Let Biyun get ready."
The man in black took the order and retreated.
Almost at the same time, Duke Huai also saw the assassin he sent out in his study.
This time she invited someone from the underworld, thinking it would be foolproof, but she didn't expect it to fail.
When Duke Huai heard that the one who tried to stop them was the princess's men, his expression suddenly changed. He fell into his chair and murmured in disbelief, "Princess? How could it be?"
The person opposite her looked a little impatient, but suppressed her emotions, "Does the Duke not trust us? Although we sisters love money, we are known for our good reputation in the martial arts world. We will definitely complete the task after receiving the money. But the one who did this is the princess, and the one you are facing is a master of the Eastern Palace. The sisters have also tried their best, and suffered a lot of casualties. The money will not be refunded."
Duke Huai didn't care about this little money at all. Hearing this, he frowned and waved his hand in annoyance, asking the butler to send the person out. He then went into the study room alone, thinking.
Was this action of the princess intentional or unintentional? If it was unintentional, it would be fine, but if it was intentional...did she offend the princess in some way? Or did she think the money she gave was too little?
If it is the latter, then this brat is even more cruel and has a bigger appetite than her mother Jiang Kunjun when she was young!
Just as the two were testing each other's deeper intentions in the capital, Wei Min brought the An family mother and daughter into the capital smoothly.
Eighteen went to the capital ahead of the others, with An Rong driving the carriage on the way.
After arriving in Beijing at the age of eighteen, the first thing he did was to rent a house with two entrances and two exits in the residential area of Guocheng outside the imperial city, and to buy some necessary furniture and other things so that Wei Min and A'ruan would have nowhere to stay after arriving in Beijing.
After everything was arranged, Eighteen waited at the door for the two masters to arrive.
It was already past noon when Wei Min arrived. The carriage stopped in front of the door. She jumped off the carriage first and casually put down the hem of her clothes.
The first thing Wei Min saw when he looked up was the plaque hanging on his front door.
The plaque faces the golden afternoon sunlight, and one can vaguely see a hint of red luster in the dark purple plaque. The two words "Wei Mansion" are written in black handwriting on it. The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and it is obvious at a glance that it is not the work of an ordinary person.
Eighteen saw Wei Min staring at the plaque and knew that she had seen through it. He stepped forward and whispered, "It was given by the Eighth Prince. The wood is small-leaf red sandalwood, and the words were written by her. It was just delivered to me two days ago, and I hung it up myself."
Wei Min narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard that. He looked at the low-key yet luxurious plaque on the door and shook his head, "My entire yard is not as expensive as this plaque."
Eighteen smiled, covered her mouth with her hands, and whispered something, and Wei Min immediately understood.
While the two were talking, A'ruan lifted the thick cloth curtain and came out of the carriage.
Wei Min turned around, raised his hands to hold his waist, lifted him down and put him on the ground.
After A'ruan's feet touched the ground, Wei Min did not pull his hands back immediately. Instead, he frowned, pinched A'ruan's waist with both hands, and picked him up again, with his toes several centimeters off the ground, as if he was lifting weight.
Ah Ruan put her hands on Wei Min's shoulders and looked at her in confusion. She caught a glimpse of someone else beside her, so she raised her hand and patted Wei Min's shoulder embarrassedly, signaling her to let go and wait until no one was watching before making trouble again.
Wei Min put A'ruan down and frowned, saying, "Why are you a lot lighter than when you came here? I'll ask Erjiu to buy some meat and bones later, and I'll make some soup for you when I come back."
A'ruan glared at her. Is he a dog? Did he come back to Beijing just to eat some meat bones?
Wei Min held A'ruan's hand and walked to the door. He looked at the plaque on the door and asked, "What do you think?"
Ah Ruan tilted his head and looked at it twice, but couldn't see anything special, so he raised his hand and asked Wei Min:
——The handwriting is beautiful?
Eighteen was standing aside. Hearing this, he burst out laughing. When he saw Wei Min's eyes looking at him, he immediately covered his mouth and turned his head to the side.
Ah Ruan smiled awkwardly and looked up at Wei Min, not knowing what funny thing he had said.
Wei Min's eyes were full of smiles, but he nodded and praised A Ruan, "My husband has good taste, and his handwriting is indeed good."
If Feng Yu knew that he had chosen the plaque specially for A'ruan and had asked Jiang Wuque to write the words on it personally, and that A'ruan commented with "Nice words" after reading it, how depressed he would be.
Wei Min returned to Beijing from Zhucheng after reporting on his work, and first went to the palace to meet the emperor. She sent A'ruan back home, changed into official clothes, and took An Rong into the palace.
The Palace Minister saw Wei Min and smiled as he raised his hand to bow to her. "My Lord Wei, you have returned to the capital after three years of absence. I see that you have become more calm and mature."
Wei Min returned the greeting with a smile, and jokingly said, "My Lord, are you saying that I am old?"
The Palace Minister shook his head and waved his hands, smiling and glancing at her, "Lord Wei has only just reached the age of twenty, how can he be considered old? This old minister sincerely feels that Lord Wei's return to the capital this time is more dazzling than the young champion who failed to ride a horse in the imperial street back then. At least the princess has mentioned you in front of His Majesty more than once."
Wei Min smiled, lowered his eyes to hide the expression in his eyes, and said: "I am just a small official of the fourth rank. It is a great honor for me to be remembered by the princess."
The palace official smiled, and when she saw that Wei Min understood what she said, she ended the greetings and led him into the hall.
Wei Min walked behind her with his eyes lowered as if thinking about something. The words of the Palace Ministry just now sounded as if he was speaking well of the princess in front of her, saying that even though she was demoted to Zhucheng, the princess did not forget to mention her in front of the emperor.
But in fact, he was implicitly telling Wei Min that the princess was "thinking about" her, and had even whispered about her to the emperor more than once.
Wei Min had come to the capital once three years ago and met with the Palace Governor. The two did not have any extra interaction and did not even exchange a few words. Afterwards, he was demoted to Zhucheng.
After three years away, why did the Palace Department seem to have some vague intentions to warn her when she came back this time...
Wei Min looked at the back of Dianzhong Sheng and wondered if this man was one of Jiang Wuque's subordinates?
The Palace Director seemed to sense something and turned to look at Wei Min. Meeting her gaze, he smiled calmly, lowered his eyes, raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and said softly, "We have arrived at the Yingwu Palace. Please come in, my lord."
Wei Min raised his hand to thank her, then lifted up the hem of his official uniform and entered the hall ahead of her. He walked a few steps to the center of the hall, knelt down and saluted Jiang Kunjun who was sitting on the dragon throne with a big sword and a golden horse, "Your Majesty, I, Wei Min, pay my respects to you."
Jiang Kunjun's health had been deteriorating over the past two years, and his eyesight had also deteriorated a lot. When he saw Wei Min kneeling, he could not help but narrow his eyes slightly and lean forward to carefully look at her appearance at the bottom of the stairs.
"Wei Qing is back," Jiang Kunjun naturally remembered Wei Zhuangyuan, the top scholar in the imperial examination. His tone was as kind as an elder in the family, and he asked kindly, "Hurry up and talk. Did you have a smooth journey? Where are you staying after entering Beijing?"
Wei Min answered every question, "Your Majesty, thanks to you, I had a safe journey. After returning to the capital, I rented a courtyard with two entrances in Guocheng, and my family just moved in."
"Second entry," Jiang Kunjun put his hands on his knees, shook his head and frowned, and clicked his tongue in disapproval, "No, it's too small."
Wei Min smiled, "Your Majesty, I have a small family and I am a fourth-rank official. A second-floor house is enough. I cannot afford to rent a larger house."
Jiang Kunjun was amused by her words. He sat up straight, pointed his finger at her in the air and shook his head, "Wei Qing, it seems that you haven't saved any money in the three years you have been the magistrate of Zhucheng County."
Wei Min cupped his hands and said, "I became a county magistrate not for money, but to work for Your Majesty."
Jiang Kunjun looked satisfied, looking at Wei Min, "I'm afraid it must be hard in Zhucheng. Wei Qing has changed a lot after this trip. The edges and corners of his youth have been smoothed out, and he knows how to say things that I like to hear."
Jiang Kunjun nodded, tapping his thigh with his fingers as if he agreed with Wei Min's change, "Be better, be better."
The court needs courtiers who are upright and have integrity, but it also needs people who are flexible but not worldly. Wei Min's talent determined that Jiang Kunjun would not allow her to be the first type of person.
Wei Min did not speak. When Jiang Kunjun said it was all right and left, he lifted his skirt and knelt down again, raised his hand and said, "I saved a man on my way back to the capital. It happened that this man was going to the capital to file a complaint.
When I asked her, I heard her tell me a shocking story. The person involved is in a high position and has great power. Although I am timid, I am your Majesty's subject. Even if I was chased on the way, I still brought the person back to the capital and wanted to inform your Majesty about this matter. ”
Jiang Kunjun let out a long, doubtful "oh", sat up straight, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Bring the man up here, I want to see what happened that caused a fourth-rank official to be hunted down on his way back to Beijing to report on his work!"
The author has something to say: Small theater
Wei Min: The Emperor's heart is as deep as the sea╯^╰
A Ruan:?
Wei Min: She hated me three years ago, but now she likes me again
Ah Ruan: (silently takes out a 40-meter-long sword and walks out)
Wei Min: ⊙?⊙!
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Emperor: I am very happy that you can say sweet words now (=^▽^=)
Palace Ministry: Your Majesty, please shut up, or someone will come in and assassinate you →_→
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