When Lan Zechen returned to the mansion, he saw Hong Xiaoduo and Quan Jinghuai sitting at the table with serious expressions.
"Look, you're reluctant to send the child back, aren't you? It must be tough at first, but you should feel better after a few days," Lan Zechen advised with great sympathy.
Hong Xiaoduo suddenly looked at him, which startled Lan Zechen. He thought to himself, "Did I say anything excessive?"
“Pavilion Master Lan, your Treasure Pavilion has many talented people who gather information from all over the country. Could you do me a favor? If you do it, I will reward you with something very special,” Hong Xiaoduo said.
Upon hearing this, Lan Zechen perked up. He was about to say, "What kind of relationship do we have now? Why would I need to thank you?"
But when he thought about how she said it was something really good, he really wanted it: "What is it, Xiaoduo, tell me."
Hong Xiaoduo didn't hold back and told Tianxuan's father about the troubles he was facing and the moldy disaster relief grain in detail.
“One hundred dan of moldy grain is no small amount. No matter how meticulous the other party is, they can’t be completely foolproof. I think we can investigate. Xiaoduo, wait a moment, I’ll go make the arrangements right away.” After Lan Zechen finished speaking, he got up and walked towards his room.
Before long, Hong Xiaoduo and the others saw more than a dozen carrier pigeons fly into the sky and disperse in all directions.
Then, Lan Zechen came over and sat down, saying, "Just wait patiently for news."
"Thank you very much, Pavilion Master Lan. Please try this and see if you like it." After saying that, she took out a large oil paper package from the food box beside her and placed it in front of him.
"I feel bad eating your food again, Xiaoduo. Well then, I won't stand on ceremony." After saying that, Lan Zechen picked up the oil paper package and returned to his room.
Eating in front of others would make him seem like the dignified master of the Treasure Pavilion, so greedy and gluttonous. He should eat in his own room if he wants to.
Quan Jinghuai glanced at the departing Pavilion Master Lan, then looked at the food box on the table. It was brought by the three young masters of the Ye family when they came to pick up Tianxuan. They said it was a few dishes made by the family's cook and they wanted to give it to them to try.
After Feiyan and the other children of the Ye family left, they opened the food box and saw that it really contained only a few exquisite dishes, without any oil paper wrapping.
Hong Xiaoduo just pulled out a large oil paper package from the food box as if by magic. If Quan Jinghuai remembered correctly, the smell emanating from the oil paper package should be that it contained large spicy strips.
They come in flat strips, smell delicious, and taste spicy, oily, and chewy – quite tasty.
He remembered the smell very clearly because Hong Xiaoduo had given it to him and the children before.
Quan Jinghuai looked at Hong Xiaoduo speechlessly. So, she used these little snacks to trick the owner of Duobao Pavilion into doing things for her.
However, you can't entirely blame her for fooling people with food.
In short, it was also because the Pavilion Master Nalan himself was too easily fooled.
I wonder what those people in both the legitimate and underworld circles who spend huge sums of money to buy information from Duobaoge would think if they knew about this.
...
When Tianxuan was brought back to the Ye family mansion, his grandfather smiled and pressed him into a chair. Then, he saw his grandmother, mother, and three older brothers standing in front of him, which made him feel flustered.
"Jun'er..." The old man had just started to speak when Xia Shi interrupted him.
“Father, Tianxuan, Tianxuan,” Xia Shi prompted, correcting her.
The old man quickly said, "Oh, Tianxuan, Tianxuan, look at my memory." His son had already told him about this before the lunch banquet.
At the time, he disagreed. Since they were his own offspring and had been recognized, they should naturally be named according to the original name written in the family genealogy.
The name Tianxuan can be used as a nickname, right?
Now, the old man thinks that since the child wants to keep his name, he should let him have his way, since it's the same as changing his surname back anyway.
"Tianxuan, your mother, is she acquainted with that Prince Mu? Is it because of that Uncle Wu?" the old man asked cautiously.
Tianxuan thought for a moment, but didn't know how to answer the question.
Upon seeing this, the old man quickly changed his question, asking, "What I mean is, is your mother closer to Prince Mu or to the one you call Uncle Wu?"
“They all seem pretty much the same,” Tianxuan replied after thinking for a moment.
"Do you know how your mother and that young master met?" the old lady asked anxiously from the side.
The eldest grandson returned and told me what had happened in the main hall. The supposedly difficult-to-talk-to Prince Mu had even asked his son to hand over the official seal first. However, after Lady Hong took the child in, things took a dramatic turn.
Amidst laughter and chatter, they abducted the young master—no, they took him out of the government office.
They now know what kind of trouble their son is facing, something that should have been stressful, worrying, and distressing.
Now, however, it doesn't seem so scary anymore.
They know their own son and husband better than anyone else. How could they possibly use 10,000 kilograms of moldy grain as disaster relief food and send it to the disaster area?
However, they also know that even if someone is wrongly accused, they are still a criminal until the case is solved!
Moreover, we don't know what exactly happened in this case, how long it will take to clear my son's name, or whether the truth will ever be found.
They weren't afraid of being held responsible and dismissed from their posts even if their son was unaware of the situation; they were more concerned about the potential hardship or danger their son might face during the investigation.
When the eldest grandson returned, he analyzed that Hong Xiao Niangzi's actions in the main hall were intentionally meant to help her son.
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