Chapter 350: Hooked
Zhang Shoufu's eyes moved, and it was still difficult to make a decision: "That girl is in the limelight, once something happens, the emperor will definitely investigate it to the end." β
Zhang Yuchen disagreed: "There are so many unsolved cases in the world, even if the emperor has Jinlinwei as his eyes and ears, as long as we do things neatly, we don't have to worry." β
Speaking of this, Zhang Yuchen smiled: "When Queen Xin broke through the mother and son of King Xiu and left the palace angrily, Concubine Shu thought that her plan was successful, and she didn't know until she died that we were the ones who held the knife." We have no selfish grudges with Queen Xin, and if something happens to Xin Yu, no one can suspect us......"
Zhang Shoufu looked at the nephew who was talking eloquently, and was slightly distracted.
On the way to study, this nephew's talent is not outstanding. Although he had good qualifications in the family science back then, there were many sons and nephews like the Zhang family, and it was not his turn to become the pillar of this generation.
He still remembered that day, this nephew ran to him and said that he wanted to follow him first, and the first plan he offered to him was to use the hand of Concubine Shu to reveal the fact that the emperor was carrying Empress Xin's beautiful concubine.
In this case, the emperor and queen will have contradictions, and Empress Xin will not have the leisure to interfere in the government affairs. Unexpectedly, the result was better than expected, and Queen Xin actually left the palace.
In the more than ten years since then, many shady things have been planned and implemented by this nephew, and he has naturally become the person he relies on the most.
"Second uncle, if you still can't make up your mind, just wait tomorrow to see what the emperor's attitude is. Grandpa Sun went with you to the Guozijian and saw Xu'er's tragic situation with his own eyes, and the emperor should know that it was Xu'er who suffered a big loss. β
Zhang Shoufu was silent for a long time and nodded.
After Sun Yan returned to the palace, he did explain Zhang Xu's situation to Emperor Xingyuan.
After he whispered in his ear, Emperor Xingyuan looked helplessly at Xin Yu holding a teacup.
Xin Yu did not refuse Emperor Xingyuan's invitation to share dinner, just to wait for Sun Yan to come back.
"Ahem, Ayu won."
"In a fight, if you lose, you win. Although he won the fight with Zhang Xu, he didn't feel relieved when he thought of his words. Xin Yu put the teacup down and said lightly.
After Emperor Xingyuan heard that Zhang Xu was beaten into a pig's head by his daughter, the embarrassment that was as thin as spider silk in his heart disappeared all of a sudden.
Ayu is right, you can't just lose because you win a fight, right? That kid can't win the battle because he owes his mouth, and he purely deserves it.
"It's dark, take the car in the palace and go back."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xin Yu did not refuse, and on the way back, he lifted the curtains of the car and let the late autumn wind blow in.
The autumn wind is blowing, the coolness is bone-chilling, and the harsh winter is coming.
This night, Zhang Shoufu did not sleep peacefully, so that he fell asleep in the sedan chair on the way to the morning court.
The early dynasty proceeded step by step, and after the end, Zhang Shoufu and several important ministers went to the Qianqing Palace to continue the discussion, until they returned to the duty room, and did not wait for Emperor Xingyuan to mention yesterday's events.
"Zhang Gongβ"
Zhang Shoufu returned to his senses: "What did Gong Qin just say?" β
Qin Ge always entered the cabinet after Deng Ge's accident, and he didn't have much contact with Zhang Shoufu in the past. He looked at Zhang Shoufu's face: "Is Zhang Gong uncomfortable?" β
Zhang Shoufu reluctantly smiled: "I don't sleep well when I'm old, thank you Qin Gong for your concern." β
The two talked about some measures of the imperial court after the winter, but Zhang Shoufu's mind drifted away.
That night, Zhang Yuchen came to the door again.
"Second uncle, does the emperor have any indications?"
Zhang Shoufu's face couldn't hide his ugliness: "The emperor didn't mention anything. β
Zhang Yuchen smiled: "My nephew is right, right?" This girl has extraordinary influence on the emperor, once she proposes a new policy, can you ensure that the emperor will not waver? β
Zhang Shoufu took a sip of tea with a calm face.
"Second uncle, my nephew is still the same as last night, and I should continue to suffer from it, you must know that the emperor is not the emperor who first ascended the throne twenty years ago. At that time, he still had a lot of respect for literati, but you can see that he is now a middle-of-the-art person to Deng Ge Lao and Liu Zhishiβ"
"Just do as you say." Zhang Shoufu put the teacup heavily on the table.
But whenever the emperor says something today, he has to think about it again. Yu Chen is right, the emperor loves this daughter too much, and if he doesn't do it now, there will be endless troubles in the future.
This night, the light in Zhang Shoufu's study was on for a long time, and candles and tears were coldly piled up all over the candlestick.
After Duan Shaoqing heard about Xin Yu's violent beating of Zhang Xu, he deliberately went to Duan Yunlang.
"Yun Lang, I heard that Miss Xin's grandson who played Zhang Shoufu is related to you."
Duan Yunlang's face changed greatly: "Ayu beat Zhang Xu? β
"Yuzu?" Duan Shaoqing's eyes flashed.
It seems that the rumors are true.
"Uncle, can you elaborate on it?"
After listening to Duan Shaoqing, Duan Yunlang rubbed his eyes and muttered, "I shouldn't have said anything to Miss Xin......"
Duan Shaoqing patted him on the shoulder, and his tone was extremely kind: "You don't have to take it to heart, remember that Miss Xin is good to you." β
The girl was so arrogant, the emperor not only did not blame, but also ordered the grandson of Zhang Shoufu, who was beaten into a pig's head, to withdraw from the Guozijian, which shows her status in the emperor's heart. The emperor attaches great importance to that girl, and knows that she is good friends with her nephew, and she will treat Shaoqing's Mansion a little bit.
Looking at his scheming nephew, Duan Shaoqing sighed in his heart.
I never dreamed that the slim chance of Shaoqing's Mansion turning over would fall on such a fool.
Xin Yu passed by a person on the way to Hanlin Academy, looked at the note that fell into his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.
It was in vain that she wasted her strength to beat Zhang Xu, Zhang Yuchen entered Zhang's Mansion for two days and nights in a row, and it seemed that she couldn't help but do something to her.
Putting her mother's ideas into a book and beating Zhang Xu in public is to make the other party realize that she will not be a noble-born canary and force the other party to make a move.
"Waiting for the edict."
"Xin waits for the edictβ"
Walking all the way to the Hanlin Courtyard, the people I met greeted each other warmly, and those who were still far away quietly moved farther away.
Xin Yu had only one thought: the news spread so fast.
When I walked into the office, there was a pile of white paper on the table, and the pen and ink were set aside, no different from when I left yesterday.
Except, Xinyu swept the tea caddy on the table.
The azure porcelain jar is equipped with a lid of the same color, and the rattan pattern on the lid was deliberately adjusted by her to align with the rattan pattern on the can, and now the upper and lower rattan patterns are staggered, and the lid is obviously passive.
What she would eat at the Hanlin Academy was tea, and the other party wanted to poison her, but there were not many choices.
The window hadn't opened yet, and the door had been closed when he came in, so Xin Yu took some tea leaves from the tea canister and put them in her purse, got up and pushed open the window.
The morning breeze rushed in at once, and the paperweight pressed by the paperweight was swept by the wind.
Xin Yu saw Li Zhizhao walking into the east hall quickly with his head down.
"Waiting for the edict." The painter walked out of the window, handed over an oiled paper bag, and asked with a smile, "I bought a few sweet cakes today, do you want to eat one?" β