Chapter 52: Entering the Palace

The porter turned back when he heard the sound, looked at the smashed gate, and said worriedly: "Miss Xiangzhu, what can I do with this gate." ”

"Find someone to fix it immediately!" Xiang Zhu was afraid that Meng Zhipei would go and return, and advised: "Before the gate is repaired, strictly guard this place, and you can't let any idle people wait for Zhuangzi." ”

After Meng Zhipei's matter, several people didn't dare to relax, and nodded awe-inspiringly.

Xiang Zhu saw that they were all injured, but he didn't complain, he was just worried about the door, and his heart was moved.

Jiang Lingran is in such a situation now, and it is rare that they can never give up.

"You have done a good job today, and the girl will be rewarded."

Everyone's faces were slightly embarrassed, and Nuo Nuo said: "It was our unfavorable guard that allowed Pingsu Hou to break in." The girl's lack of punishment is already tolerant, and she does not dare to ask for reward. ”

Xiang Zhu shook his head and smiled.

is so loyal and upright, no wonder Uncle Wen will reuse it.

"I'll go find Dr. Sun to treat your injuries."

The spectators in the capital have reached the point of asking three questions about the news of the Pingsu Marquis Mansion.

Meng Zhipei went to Jiang's house to apologize, and then went to Zhuangzi to pick up people, such an important news was naturally not hidden from them.

The teahouse near the East City Gate was full.

They watched Meng Zhipei's carriage leave the city early in the morning, and then waited eagerly until the carriage came back.

When they saw the little guy covered in wounds, everyone was shocked.

Is this a beating on Zhuangzi?

There was silence in the teahouse, and laughter erupted one after another.

"Sure enough, she has a backbone, she is worthy of being a girl from the General's Mansion!"

"Finally soothed the depression in my heart that blocked the little half moon!"

Because of Meng Zhipei's identity, they didn't dare to stop the car to find out, but scratching their boots was not enjoyable, so they hurriedly asked the little girl to go to the Pingsu Marquis Mansion to inquire about the specific news.

Since the accident in the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, the little guy on duty in the concierge has made a lot of extra money.

Originally, they didn't dare to sell the news, but... But the money was sent to the door again and again, and their concentration could not support it.

deceived the upper and lower to initiate a small fortune.

Touching the bulging purse, I thought to myself, even if the matter is revealed, it will be worth taking a hard beating!

No, as soon as Meng Zhipei's carriage entered the mansion, the gatehouse was in an endless stream.

Wang Lu looked at this scene coldly, looked at the hanging plaque again, smiled, and turned to leave.

One by one, the messages were sold.

One spread out in the capital.

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel sad about Jiang Lingran's experience.

“... For the sake of a prostitute to turn the house upside down, she dared to hit her sister with her idea, what a well-dressed beast! ”

"It's no wonder that Miss Jiang Si wants to beat people, and if someone else else, I'm afraid that I will cut him down."

"This Jiang family is also enough to be a slave, and for such a bastard, he did not hesitate to pay another concubine."

"What Jiang family? That's the Jiang family's big house! Back then, the two rooms were divided, and the big house could not represent the entire Jiang family. ”

"Yes, what a high and bright festival the second room was back then! On the other hand, the big house is really disgraceful! ”

The shopkeeper of the teahouse listened to the excitement, collected the tea money, and kept smiling on his face for a while, hoping that Meng Zhipei would go to Zhuangzi a few more times.

After Yan Qi learned that Meng Zhipei went to Zhuangzi to pick up people, he was silent for a while.

After reading the entire account book, he told Baixiang to inquire about the results.

The news is easy to inquire, and a passer-by can ask clearly. But Baixiang knew that Yan Qi cared about Jiang Lingran's affairs, so he didn't dare to deal with the errand vaguely.

I used the money to go to the Pingsu Marquis Mansion to inquire about the most authentic news, and then came back.

At the entrance of the mansion, the same little eunuch walked face to face.

Baixiang recognized this person as the little apprentice of the emperor's close attendant Sun Desheng's father-in-law, Xiaofuzi.

Xiaofuzi, like his master, is white and fat, and when he doesn't smile, he looks blessed, and when he laughs, he adds a little more joy, so he is very liked by the nobles in the palace.

But at this time, Xiaofuzi's expression was tense, and his eyebrows and eyes were anxious.

Baixiang chuckled in his heart, is it for the matter of An Lubo's son?

Worriedly, he greeted Xiao Fuzi and asked with a smile: "What kind of wind blew Father-in-law Fu here?" ”

Xiaofuzi wiped the sweat on his head, and didn't care about returning the courtesy, so he took Baixiang's hand and walked to the house, asking as he walked: "Can Mr. Qi be in the house?" The emperor urgently summoned him to the palace. ”

"An Lubo is crying in the Qinzheng Hall right now!"

...

Baixiang and Xiaofuzi walked side by side by the carriage.

Yan Qi coughed lightly in the carriage.

Baixiang immediately stepped forward, walked under the window, and whispered, "Childe, you call me." ”

Yan Qi's eyes didn't leave the account book, and asked, "What news did you hear?" ”

Baixiang rolled his eyes helplessly, when was this, he was still thinking about Jiang Lingran!

Complaining is complaining, but he still truthfully told Yan Qi the news he heard.

The dazzling sunlight shone on the purple gold silk gauze curtain, casting several irregular points of light and falling on the table.

The carriages and horses were bumpy, and the points of light were also shaking, busy like butterflies flying among the flowers.

Yan Qi looked at it, and suddenly remembered the way she threatened him with a dagger with cold eyebrows.

No matter how fierce his face was, it didn't hurt him half a point.

The depression in my heart was swept away for a while.

Baixiang glanced at Xiao Fuzi behind him, and asked the people in the carriage worriedly: "Childe, do you send someone to invite His Royal Highness the King to enter the palace!" ”

If the emperor is angry, the king is on the side, so it is good to say a favor for Yan Qi.

The people in the carriage didn't speak, and Baixiang knew that this was the meaning of disagreement.

For a moment, his expression became even more sorrowful.

The carriage arrived at the palace gate.

Yan Qi pinched the bamboo bookmark of the three friends of the old man and sandwiched it in the account book that he hadn't finished reading, and when he got out of the carriage, he saw Baixiang's worried expression.

He smiled and said in a melodious tone: "Seeing that your son-in-law has suffered at whose hands?" It's really a vain worry. As he spoke, he walked towards the palace gate.

Xiaofuzi hurriedly followed.

When he heard Yan Qi's words, his heart was slightly relieved.

As long as Yan Qi doesn't suffer, the emperor will not be angry, and they will do their errands easily.

Baixiang couldn't do it as easy as Yan Qi.

In the past, there were small fights, and the emperor protected them, and the courtiers would not refute the emperor's intentions for trivial matters even if they had objections.

But right now, he's beating the earl's son.

The situation in the capital has always been a matter of the whole body, and this matter is not big or small.

And An Lubo found himself in the palace so quickly, so it can be seen that he does not plan to make a big deal small.

Once a personal grudge enters the palace of diligent government, it is not just a personal grudge...

In the palace of diligent administration, the emperor supported himself with one hand, closing his eyes and recuperating.

An Lubo, who was standing in the hall, sobbed quietly, and his nearly fifty-year-old face was staggered with tears.

From time to time, I take advantage of the gap between wiping my tears to sneak a glance at the person in the upper position.

The chief eunuch Sun Desheng stood on one side with low eyebrows and bound hands. The white and unbearded face was peaceful, but only he knew how worried he was in his heart.

An Lubo's crying obviously annoyed the emperor.

But An Lubo didn't know whether he didn't realize it or deliberately ignored it, and the emperor still couldn't let him put away his tears after a few words of persuasion.

His own child beat up another child, and the father of another child came to find an explanation, this kind of thing is not good for the emperor to drive people away directly, but he doesn't want to take care of him, close his eyes and recuperate, and hang him.

Sun Desheng sent his apprentice to invite Yan Qi, and by the way, he conveyed An Lubo's accusation, so that he had enough time to think of a way to deal with it.

After waiting anxiously for half an hour, Sun Desheng saw the little eunuch guarding outside the hall and gave him a look, and he knew that Yan Qi had arrived.

Gong Sheng reminded: "Your Majesty, Prince Qi has arrived." ”

When the emperor opened his eyes, he just saw a tall and straight figure like a green bamboo walking into the hall against the light.

His furrowed brow immediately relaxed, and a mild look of love appeared on his face.

As soon as his mood improved, he heard An Lubo suddenly let out a miserable cry as if he had been bitten by a wolf: "Your Majesty, please be the master of Weichen!" ”

... The stretched brow furrowed again.

Yan Qi ignored An Lubo's cry, walked to the hall without squinting, and saluted respectfully.

The emperor raised his hand and said, "Get up." ”

Yan Qi thanked him and got up.

The emperor glanced at An Lubo, who was sobbing non-stop, and asked Yan Qi, "Do you know why I came to you?" ”

Yan Qi nodded: "I know." ”

The emperor glanced at him, he was sincere!

"Then tell me about it!"

Ren An Lubo said that the sky was broken, and his tears flooded the Qinzheng Palace, and he never believed that Yan Qi was a villain who committed atrocities to people for no reason.