"Lord Wang." Luo Shenyuan nodded and smiled.
Wang Yuan said meaningfully, "Lord Luo is young and promising. I think the position of Second Assistant Minister will definitely belong to him in a few years."
"Lord Wang, you're overthinking it," Luo Shenyuan said. "I only know a few tricks, but when it comes to statecraft, I can't compare with you."
Wang Yuan smiled, his eyes narrowing. "If Lord Luo had any unusual or cunning tricks, others would be mortified... I have something to do first. Lord Luo, take your leave."
Luo Shenyuan watched Wang Yuan leave, and his smile gradually became cold and indifferent.
When he returned to the mansion, Gu Jingming was already waiting for him there.
His face was a little pale today. After the others left, he rushed up to him and lowered his voice: "I just found out today that you... you really conspired with the Waqir tribe to kill Lu Jiaxue? You... you are not..."
Collaboration with the enemy and selling out the country.
Luo Shenyuan is no longer the same Luo Shenyuan. The Imperial Guard is under his control, and perhaps even the Western Depot. These forces are hidden from the public, unknown to the public. They are under Luo Shenyuan's control, at his beck and call, and their actions are unknown. He joined the cabinet a few months ago, and despite his limited experience, he has always held a distinguished position. Even the current Prime Minister, Wang Yuan, dares not speak ill of him.
Gu Jingming knew all about his political manipulation and the execution of censors who criticized him. It seemed that his temper had been getting worse over the past year. His tolerance for people and things had been decreasing. But it certainly wasn't treason.
"I'm just using the Waqir tribe. They don't have that kind of luck." Luo Shenyuan sat down on the armchair and closed his eyes. His face became even more stern.
"How do you know?" Gu Jingming whispered, "Lu Jiaxue is defending his country after all..."
"Then I can't kill him!" Luo Shenyuan's voice suddenly became stern.
He had already opened his eyes and spoke word by word, "I'll do the work, you shut up. Got it?"
Gu Jingming remained silent for a long time, then he actively avoided the topic, speaking with a more respectful tone. "I heard that you sent the Jinyiwei to Nanjing?"
"Well, I have something to do over there." Luo Shenyuan said.
Gu Jingming nodded: "You know your limits, so I won't say much. I'll go back first..."
Luo Shenyuan nodded to indicate that he understood. Gu Jingming left the study and breathed a sigh of relief.
Now that he is Lord Luo, he really doesn't dare to speak like before.
*
After December, it began to snow in Xuanfu. It was so heavy that even the river surface was frozen in the morning.
Wei Ling spent two months trying to get Baoger to stop crying when he held her. The weather at the border was cold. Since Lu Jiaxue's last attempt to repel the Tatars, neither tribe had invaded. With the onset of winter, cattle, horses, and sheep needed to rest, making long marches unsuitable. Datong was guarded by the Minister of War, who also served as the general, and managed to avoid any disturbances.
But there has been no news about Lu Jiaxue. Perhaps he has really died in the snow.
Wei Ling has not given up the search. At least he wants to know what happened on the grassland, why Lu Jiaxue suddenly disappeared, and whether he is dead or not.
Luo Yining had also thought about it. Looking at the heavy snow, she even began to suspect that Lu Jiaxue had really had an accident.
Baoger rolled over on the warm kang, grabbing his own feet and trying to chew them, but he was dressed like a ball, so he couldn't. He babbled, trying to attract his mother's attention. Yining found him clingy and didn't want to pick him up. He continued to play by himself.
Six-month-old Bao Ge'er has already started crawling. Except for sleeping, he's always clinging to her. Otherwise, Bao Ge'er is easy to take care of; if left alone, he'll play for hours on his own. As Bao Ge'er grows, his features become more and more like Luo San, a little Luo Xiao San. He wears a longevity gold locket around his neck, a gift from his grandfather, and he chews on anything he can get his hands on.
Wei Ling really loves his little grandson.
Even if the Tatars didn't attack for the time being, Wei Ling wouldn't dare leave the border easily. However, Luo Yining could return to the capital. After all, life in the Protectorate was rough; they could only afford to eat and wear warm clothes, but comfort was out of the question. Besides, it wouldn't be convenient for a woman like her to stay at the border, so Wei Ling planned to arrange for someone to send her back to the capital.
Yi Ning actually wanted to return to the capital; she had been away from that place for too long. Wei Ling called a deputy general to escort her back to the capital and arranged for many people to take care of her, fearing that she would be unsafe.
Qiu Niang, the wet nurse that Yi Ning had brought from the countryside of Jinling, packed her small bag and asked anxiously, "Madam, are we going to the capital?"
How amazing it was that she actually became the wet nurse of a nobleman in the capital and even had to go to the nobleman's house.
Yi Ning told her, "Bao Ge'er is used to you taking care of him. When you get there, don't say anything." It would be better to keep Qiu Niang by her side than to send her back. She couldn't kill her to silence her, after all, she had nursed Bao Ge'er. Besides, Qiu Niang was simple and unpretentious, and she wasn't the type to stir up trouble.
"Don't worry, I know it!" Qiu Niang smiled.
Wei Ling said goodbye to his daughter and kissed Baoger. His stubble made Baoger groan in discomfort, and then he sent them to the carriage.
The journey was quite pleasant. We set off early and arrived in Beijing the next afternoon. It was snowing in Beijing, and with the New Year approaching, everything was bustling with activity. Yining remembered the same scene she had seen the last time she came back. She picked up Bao Ge'er and pointed to the candy figurine stall outside. "Bao Ge'er, what are they selling there? Do you want some?"
When Baoger saw the capital for the first time, he grabbed his mother's shoulders and looked at her curiously.
When he had enough of watching, he would sleep with his mother, sucking his fingers. Yining is currently correcting this bad habit of his.
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