Su Wanwan only learned this from a letter from Yang Yiqing, Yang's maternal uncle, after she returned to Beijing.
For the Su family now, retreating again and again is meaningless; uniting all forces that can be united is of paramount importance.
Yan Ge'er said, "Mother, fly a kite with me."
Yang Zhen frowned slightly.
He could tell that Su Wanwan looked quite tired, and that she must have something to say to have managed to come.
"Yanzhi, Your Highness is tired. We can fly kites another time."
Lately, Yan Ge'er has been somewhat absent-minded.
After all, he was just a child, and Yang Zhen managed to get the truth out of him in just a few words—the Empress, who used to dine with Yan Ge'er every day, hadn't shown up for a long time.
He recalled the post station identity and documents she had asked him to handle a while ago, and combined with the information he had gleaned from the intermittent news, he immediately understood.
This delicate woman is really bold!
His wife came to Beijing from Sichuan. She fell ill during the two months of travel, which involved frequent stops and starts. It took her several months to gradually recover.
And this woman, in less than a month, completed the round trip of thousands of miles from the capital to Yansui...
How did she manage to get through it?
A barely perceptible hint of pity flashed across Yang Zhen's eyes.
Su Wanwan couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart and smiled, "It's alright."
She had someone accompany Yan Ge'er to fly a kite, but instead chatted idly with Yang Zhen.
"What do you think, sir, that Chancellor Liu wants to initiate the capital inspection?"
Yang Zhen glanced at her, his expression cold and indifferent, revealing nothing.
Su Wanwan looked back at him openly and honestly, her eyes clear, yet with a profound meaning in them.
A bold idea popped into Yang Zhen's mind.
She's going to use this inspection tour in Beijing to cause trouble!
For some reason, Yang Zhen was filled with excitement.
There's a sense of clandestine collaboration, like we're plotting something together.
Even though she didn't say anything, he just had this feeling.
Yang Zhen organized his thoughts and quickly came up with a solution:
"The fact that Minister Liu has reversed the power of the government and controlled all officials is nothing more than an attempt to use the capital inspection to attack dissidents and support his cronies."
Su Wanwan smiled slightly.
"He wasn't the only one with so-called dissidents and cronies."
Yang Zhen was taken aback.
Su Wanwan continued, "The Minister of Personnel, Liu Yu, is an old friend of my grandfather. Since we are going to launch the capital inspection, we can make good use of this opportunity."
She looked intently into his eyes. "Mr. Yang, would you be willing to lend me a hand?"
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and replied without hesitation, "It would be my honor."
It should be said that when she asked him to create public opinion to slander Liu Jin last year, he was already tied to her.
Su Wanwan didn't expect him to agree so readily.
This is not a small-scale affair, like inviting someone out for a meal.
This is a real power struggle and factionalism.
If one is a poor scholar, one will naturally seize this opportunity.
However, Yang Zhen did not need to do so.
His family is a scholarly family, and its cultural heritage is no less than that of the Su family.
There's no need to get involved in this mess.
And he was also the best partner Su Wanwan could find.
His status as a candidate for the imperial examination was not particularly noticeable, but he also held the dual identities of being a student of Chief Minister Li and the eldest son of Grand Secretary Yang.
Winning him over would indirectly win over the two Grand Secretaries.
It can be described as "using four ounces to move a thousand pounds".
Su Wanwan gave Yang Zhen a deep look.
Yang Zhen met her gaze, his eyes open and honest, but his ears felt slightly hot.
Perhaps it was the scorching sun that made my face so hot.
...
Lu Xingjian looked at Ma Yongcheng, the Eastern Depot's commander, who was prostrate before him.
"Suicide?"
Ma Yongcheng dared not delay for even a moment:
"Sun Qingyu's neck was broken, which should have been caused by external force."
"As for the child, I brought the body back."
"Would Your Majesty like to take a look?"
Lu Xingjian said calmly, "No need."
A feeling of disgust welled up inside me.
She hasn't even had a proper chance to show her own son to the public yet, and she already has two unrelated children in her pregnancy.
He's unexpectedly become a father.
He was clearly a man of impeccable morals, and he wouldn't even ride a mare.
Ma Yongcheng nervously looked up at the emperor.
The emperor grew increasingly distant from him.
This time, I left Beijing for a long time without letting him know anything.
He knew that it was because he had gotten too close to Minister Liu that the Emperor had become resentful of him and was growing increasingly distant.
If Zhang Yong hadn't given him face and suggested that he search and confiscate the Marquis of Ruian's mansion, he might not have had the chance to meet the emperor.
Lu Xingjian's cold gaze swept over, sending a chill down Ma Yongcheng's spine. He quickly pledged his loyalty:
"What is Your Majesty's decree? Please give it! This servant will give my life, even unto death!"
Lu Xingjian's voice carried a subtle sense of pressure: "Keep an eye on the Marquis of Ruian's residence. Report any movement immediately!"
...
When Lu Xingjian returned, Su Wanwan was not in the bedroom.
Instead, he was sleeping soundly in Yan Ge'er's bed in the side hall, embracing Yan Ge'er.
Lu Xingjian was helpless and wanted to carry Su Wanwan back.
Yan-ge needs Wan-wan, and so does he.
Su Wanwan woke up with a start and slapped him across the face.
Upon seeing it was him, his hand could no longer be held back.
Snap!
Lu Xingjian received a solid slap.
He chuckled softly, "That tigress, she really knows how to hit hard."
Su Wanwan was a little embarrassed, her voice still heavy with sleep: "I didn't know it was you."
The physical harm of being slapped is secondary; what is extremely humiliating is that it affects one's dignity.
Seeing her sleepy-eyed, Lu Xingjian felt incredibly tender. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, then carried her, blanket and all, back to the bedroom.
"Thank you for your hard work," Lu Xingjian said with emotion.
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