Chapter 206 Unique Handwriting
Jiang Yankun knew that today's war of words, which ended at the fastest speed, would sooner or later reach the ears of the emperor.
Two idiots rushed to make him feel good in front of the emperor, so why not?
The emperor can use the most trusted officials, because the lonely officials have no way out, and only loyalty to the emperor can survive.
The Jiang family was at most a wealthy merchant family before. They only had money but no power, and they still had to rely on money to bribe officials in various places to make the family business go smoothly.
Later, Jiang Yankun became the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple in Beijing, but this official position can also make money, but it is not a big official position with real power, and it can't help the family.
Just say it out, the Jiang family has an official, and they are no longer a low-class merchant.
It was not until Jiang Xinyue entered the palace and was favored by the emperor, and Jiang Yankun was promoted to the second-rank minister of the Ministry of Justice, that the Jiang family prospered.
Even people in his hometown often wrote to thank Jiang Yankun. To be more precise, they wrote to ask Jiang Yankun if Sister Yue in the palace needed anything.
As long as she needed it, just ask, even if it was the stars in the sky, they would try to pick them for her.
When he was about to leave the palace, a reckless eunuch suddenly bumped into Jiang Yankun. He was about to help him up, but the eunuch picked up something on the ground and ran away while apologizing.
Jiang Yanxi sighed, "How can there be such an ignorant servant in the palace? He bumped into someone and didn't even..."
Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Jiang Yankun, "Brother, I'm fine."
There was disapproval in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something.
Jiang Yanxi didn't have any other abilities, but he was good at observing people's expressions. He quickly shut up and walked out of the palace with him and got on the carriage.
"Yankun, what happened? You just..."
Jiang Yankun lowered the curtain to block the inquiring eyes of the outside world before taking his hand out of his sleeve. Along his sleeve, a letter slid into his palm.
The handwriting on the envelope... was very sloppy...
If Jiang Yankun was not Jiang Xinyue's father, he probably wouldn't have recognized that this was a letter written by his daughter.
Jiang Yanxi frowned and took the envelope from his hand. He looked at it from left to right, from top to bottom, and shone it in the oil lamp in the carriage. He asked in confusion, "What is this? Are there words written on it? Why are there so many clumps of words, like an overturned inkstone? I can't tell what's written on it at all."
To be honest, the words written by a three-year-old child in the Jiang family are easier to recognize than this.
Jiang Yankun was a little embarrassed, and pointed at the four clumps of black ink and said confidently, "Isn't it written here? Father, please."
Jiang Yanxi's eyes widened: "Is this... a letter written to you by Sister Yue?"
Jiang Yankun nodded with a dark face, really unwilling to admit that her daughter was fast at learning everything, but she could never improve her handwriting.
Her handwriting before entering the palace was clearly quite elegant. He thought that with time, Sister Yue would be able to write beautiful hairpin-shaped regular script.
How come her handwriting has become so abstract after only two years? How
can she be called a graceful woman? She is clearly bold and rough, with an unrecognizable style that is unique! After
finally reading the letter with Jiang Yanxi's indescribable expression, Jiang Yankun became serious.
Jiang Yanxi read it for a long time and could only recognize a few symbols of sentence closure. He looked at the letter and then at Jiang Yankun's expression: "What does the letter say? Why do you look like that? Did something happen to Sister Yue in the palace?"
After all, the Jiang family has two officials. If they clean up, maybe they can help Sister Yue.
His own honor and even the Jiang family's honor all depend on Sister Yue. If she prospers, all prosper; if she suffers, all suffer!
Jiang Yankun took a deep breath: "Sister Yue said that the Sixth Prince was almost plotted to death on the night of his full moon. It was the Zhu family who sprinkled white phosphorus powder on the wet nurse's clothes. She asked us to help her do something."
"What?"
Jiang Yanxi gritted his teeth and said, "The Zhu family is too rampant. Their daughter is the empress, and our sister Yue is also the virtuous concubine, not much worse than her. How dare they harm the Sixth Prince? Too much! Yankun, tell me, what did the virtuous concubine ask us to do? Even if our Jiang family has to use all the strength of the family, we will help the Sixth Prince to avenge." "You
don't need to use all the strength of the family. I will send a death warrior to infiltrate Chang'an. You just need to make it convenient for the Jiang family merchants in Chang'an."
"Are you starting to raise a death warrior?"
"Sister Yue asked me to raise her. She said that some things require death warriors to do in order to ensure absolute safety and secrecy."
Jiang Yanxi suddenly looked enlightened: "Empress Xianfei is really thoughtful. I am not as thoughtful as her at my age. No wonder she can monopolize the emperor's favor."
"Where did you get that from?"
"Look at her handwriting..."
Jiang Yanxi snatched the two thin pieces of letter paper, pointed at the handwriting on it and said, "Even if this letter falls into the hands of the Empress, she will not be able to recognize a single word. But you, Yankun, recognize it, so doesn't it become your exclusive language? In my opinion, there is no need for her to have someone deliver it secretly, she can just deliver it in front of the Empress. If someone can recognize it, I will chop off my head and let her kick it like a ball. Isn't this far-sighted enough, isn't this powerful enough?"
Jiang Yankun was speechless for a moment...
Since it was Yue Jie'er who asked her father to raise some assassins, Jiang Yanxi thought, then he should also raise a few, they will always come in handy in the future.
He rubbed his hands: "Yankun... where did you buy that... that assassin? Introduce a few to me!"
"You think assassins are cabbages! I..."
"Are the people in the carriage the Minister of Justice, Lord Jiang, and the Junior Official of the Honglu Temple, Lord Jiang?"
A feminine male voice came from outside the carriage. Jiang Yankun quickly fell silent, coughed twice and said, "That's right."
"I am from the Chengqian Palace. In the name of the emperor, I invite Junior Official of the Honglu Temple, Lord Jiang, to go to the study to discuss matters."
He didn't say it when he went to court just now, and he didn't say it when he left the court. He had to wait until everyone had left before he came to say it quietly.
Jiang Yankun winked at Jiang Yanxi, signaling him to hurry up.
The last time the emperor asked him and Minister Jiang to bring down the Song family, he was also so mysterious. This time, he probably wants his cousin to do the same thing.
That is equivalent to a corrupt official randomly selected by the emperor to be brought down, and his cousin will be promoted.
The weather in May was already a bit hot. Yesterday, Concubine De was granted the power to assist in the management of the six palaces. This morning, all the concubines in the harem went to Yanqing Palace to pay their respects to Concubine De.
Compared with the young Concubine Zhenxian,
who had just come out of the thatched cottage, it was obvious that Concubine De had more prestige and was more popular. Concubine De smiled and said that she dared not be arrogant, and whoever held the Phoenix Seal would be the one in charge of the harem.
So, Jiang Xinyue was still happily teasing the child when word spread outside: "Your Majesty, the concubines in the harem are here to pay their respects to you."