Yuan Fei's words "My father is Feng Qing, the Right Prime Minister" almost frightened the judge to his knees. After all, the maid behind him was short-sighted and didn't quite understand what this sentence meant. She stood there with her eyes wide open, not knowing what was going on.
Feng Yuheng smiled and kindly reminded him, "The so-called Right Prime Minister refers to the Right Prime Minister of the current dynasty, a first-rank official, second only to the emperor and above all others in the court."
The maid shuddered, her legs shook, and she fell to her knees with a plop.
Huang Quan snorted coldly, "Do you want more snacks?"
The maidservant didn't dare to ask for snacks. She just knelt down and kowtowed.
Feng Yuheng took a look and said nothing, but winked at Wangchuan. Wangchuan understood, smiled faintly and looked at the judge, and said: "Since you are also a Dashun official, you don't have to be too restrained. Although my father is a first-rank official, my young master has no achievements."
Wang Chuan was quite adept at pretending to be the son of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. Feng Yuheng thought that Wang Chuan must have done something similar before, and even the jar of apricot wine had some allusions, so that Yuan Fei understood what she meant when she mentioned it.
The judge did not feel relieved when he heard Wangchuan say this. Although the other party had no fame, he was a famous person. He was the right prime minister of the dynasty, which was indeed a high-ranking official under one person and above ten thousand people! Although he still had some doubts about the identities reported by this group of people, he thought that it was better to make a mistake than to neglect them. What if it was true? Moreover, even if it was not true, since the other party dared to pretend to be such a high-ranking official, he must be a person of some background. In short, he could not afford to offend him.
Feng Yuheng moved a small chair to the judge, "Please sit down, sir."
The judge immediately nodded and thanked him, then sat down gently with his butt resting on the edge of the chair.
Yuan Fei looked depressed and didn't want to talk much, so Wang Chuan was in charge of the conversation. Seeing that the judge sat down, Wang Chuan motioned Huang Quan to pass the snacks to the maid, and Feng Yu Heng divided two pieces and placed them on the small table next to the judge. The judge didn't dare to eat, so she just sat there stiffly, listening to Wang Chuan chatting with him - "Where is Lord Lu going this time?" She had heard Huang Quan mention that the group was going to the northern border before, and just now she received Feng Yu Heng's eye signal, so she deliberately asked.
When the judge heard this question, his mind quickly turned, and he tried his best to search for some things he knew about the relationship between the Right Prime Minister Feng Qing and the Duanmu family in the Northern Realm. He then concluded that the Right Prime Minister had not clearly stated his position so far. He did not suppress the Third Prince when he lost power, and did not try to get close to him when he gained power. As for the other princes, he did not see him getting close to them. Generally speaking, he should be in a neutral position.
After making some judgment, he felt relieved and said honestly: "I am going to the northern border. General Duanmu's birthday is coming soon, and I am going to celebrate his birthday." He said this to show his sincerity and to intimidate others.
The maidservant understood his intention and said, "The third daughter of our Lord Lu married into the Northern Territory. She is the twelfth concubine of Grand Commander Duanmu and the most favored one." She was quite proud when she said this. In her opinion, although the prime minister was a high-ranking official, the Northern Territory was the gateway to the Dashun Kingdom, and the Duanmu family was like a local emperor. Since Lord Lu was related to the Duanmu family, his status was naturally no longer a simple sixth-rank judge.
"Oh?" Wang Chuan glanced at Lu Tongpan and said with a smile, "So he is Du Tong Du Tong's father-in-law."
"I dare not, I dare not." Judge Lu was so scared that his forehead was covered with sweat. He could not help but glare at the maid again and shouted, "Stop talking!" Then he said to Wangchuan, "Young Madam, you are too polite. I am just a concubine. How can I be worthy of the title of father-in-law? Young Madam, please don't embarrass me anymore."
Wangchuan chuckled, "Lord Lu looks to be only middle-aged. The young lady in your family is probably not much older than me, right?" She pointed at Huang Quan and spoke lightly, as if she was chatting about family matters.
Judge Lu was a little embarrassed. After a while, he nodded and said, "My daughter got married at the beginning of this year. She was just... just coming of age when she got married."
"Oh." Wang Chuan nodded, and turned his head to Yuan Fei and said, "I heard from my father that Duanmu Dutong is over fifty years old, but he is still strong and healthy."
Yuan Fei also said in a deep voice: "General Duanmu has been guarding the northern border for many years. The icy land is the best place to train the body. Naturally, he is strong and healthy. He is no less than a man in his forties in the Central Plains."
"It seems that the North Realm is really a good place." Wang Chuan said with a smile, "It's a pity that we only stopped at Qingzhou, and it's almost the end of the year. Otherwise, I really want to go to the north to take a look."
Yuan Fei's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "If you want to go, Madam, I will accompany you after the New Year. We will also go to Duanmu's house to ask for a bowl of cold tea from the north."
Wangchuan's cheeks flushed and he lowered his head slightly.
However, this interaction made Lu Tongpan feel relieved. At least the young master and young mistress did not seem to be very hostile to the Northern Territory. For the sake of Duanmu Dutong, they should not embarrass him too much today.
Wang Chuan glanced at Feng Yuheng inconspicuously, and when he saw the other party nodded slightly, he smiled and said to Lu Tongpan: "The journey to the northern border is long, I hope Lu Tongpan has a safe journey. It's not good to keep the snacks for too long, take them back for Madam to eat."
As if he had been pardoned, Judge Lu quickly stood up and said goodbye, taking the girl out of the cabin. Huang Quan followed them to the cabin door, listened for a while, and then nodded inside. Wang Chuan dared to ask Feng Yuheng: "Miss, is there something wrong with Judge Lu?"
Feng Yuheng shrugged, found a place to sit down and said, "He must have problems, but his problems have nothing to do with us. The reason why I brought him in was to confirm one thing. Although the North Territory's surrender to the enemy has not been announced to the world, with the incident of the third prince, officials of all sizes should have understood that the Duanmu family is doomed. Even if a small Tongpan is not so smart, it is still too difficult for a sixth-rank official to curry favor with Duanmu Anguo. I was wondering how they were qualified to celebrate Duanmu Anguo's birthday, it turns out that they sent a daughter to be a concubine."
Feng Yuheng frowned, and the more she spoke, the more she felt that something was wrong. "Because my daughter married into the Duanmu family, she was able to go to celebrate the birthday..." She was still mumbling, and suddenly her expression changed, "Not right."
Wang Chuan and the others immediately looked at her, and heard Feng Yuheng say again: "Rebellion. A small Tongpan, the Northern Border is so far away, but he can marry his daughter there. Who helped him to make this connection? Or, he has some connection with the Duanmu family." Feng Yuheng's eyes gleamed, and he snorted coldly, "That's good. I'm worried that I can't get into the gate of the Dutong Mansion. The Lu Tongpan family is a breakthrough."
Huang Quan asked in confusion: "Miss, what are your plans?"
Feng Yuheng waved his hand and stood up, "I definitely have a plan, but... let me think about it carefully."
"Don't talk, let me think about it." In the kitchen of Yuehan Palace, Feng Zirui and Yingcao sat side by side by the stove. Zirui clasped his hands together, with his left hand with a broken little finger placed underneath, with the gauze still wrapped around the broken finger.
He was taken to the Imperial Hospital every day, and Yao Xian would come to the palace in person to change his medicine, and then have someone send him back to Yuehan Palace. After living there for a few days, Zirui felt more and more that something was wrong with Yuehan Palace.
He has always been a thoughtful child. Since entering Yuehan Palace, he has tried to pay his respects to Concubine Yun several times but was rejected. This morning, she finally agreed, but she only asked him to say hello outside the door. Someone inside agreed, but sent him back on the pretext that he was not awake yet.
It was not yet midnight, and Zi Rui was calculating while looking around the small kitchen. He was a child from a wealthy family. In the past, even in Feng Mansion, at this time, the kitchen would prepare some midnight snacks for the ladies of each courtyard, either sweet soup or snacks. The queen in the palace was so noble, so the kitchen should have some bird's nest or something like that, right?
He was hungry, but he was living under someone else's roof, so how could he ask for snacks if the servants didn't give him any? So he thought about taking Primrose to the kitchen to steal. But when he came in, he found that the kitchen was empty, with nothing but raw meat and vegetables.
Her stomach growled. Yingcao looked at Zirui and put her hands on her stomach. She was hungry, but why did her brother bring her to this place? There was nothing here!
Zirui sat on the stove for a while, then jumped down with an idea in mind, put his right index finger to his lips, and made a gesture to Yingcao to keep quiet. The two children sneaked out of the kitchen door and hid in a corner under Zirui's guidance. If they turned their heads, they could see the yard in front of the moon viewing platform.
Zirui sat on the ground with his knees hugged, the more he looked, the more strange it seemed to him. Aren't the servants of Yuehan Palace going to bed too early? It's not even midnight yet, why is the courtyard so quiet, with not even a single person walking around? The little palace maid is asleep, the aunt is asleep, and the secret guards who are said to be hiding in the dark on weekdays have not appeared. He analyzed, if the two of them were so sneaky, if they were the secret guards of the Princess's Mansion, they would have come out to arrest them long ago, right? But why is this place, which should be the most heavily guarded, so lax now?
Yingcao leaned against the wall, drowsy and wanting to sleep, she discussed with Zirui: "Little brother, let's go back to sleep, Yingcao is so sleepy."
Zi Rui looked at her, thought for a moment, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll take you back to bed." After that, he took Yingcao and walked away. However, the direction he walked was not to the guest bedroom where he was, but to Concubine Yun's bedroom.
The two children walked along like this, and did not encounter any obstacles along the way. After they entered the Yunfei's palace, they finally heard a cold female voice coming from above - "Stop!"
Zirui stopped and whispered to Yingcao, "Don't be afraid." Then he raised his head and asked, "Which sister is on duty? I am Feng Zirui."
Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and he didn't know when a woman appeared in front of him, dressed in white and with a cold face. "Master Feng, this is not the place you should be."
Feng Zirui suddenly smiled at her, then spoke softly, saying something that shocked the secret guard: "Why can't you come? Concubine Yun is not in the palace."
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