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Just as Pei Zhi thought, Yu Tingwan stayed silent the next day when he woke up. He started to speak but stopped talking several times after breakfast.

He accompanied her to Pingyang Marquis' Mansion today, and suddenly said on the carriage: "What do you want to say?"

"I said yesterday that I hated Xu Youzhen, and I asked you to play music all the time." Yu Tingwan's scalp was numb, and he couldn't remember when he stopped yesterday.

When the stamina of the wine came back, she even occasionally pressed his finger to ask him to stop and play it again, so that she didn't see it clearly just now.

"Sorry." Her voice was muffled.

"Is it because of this?" Pei Zhi couldn't help but laugh, tilted his head and kissed her forehead, "I like it very much."

When he arrived at Pingyang Hou Mansion, Yu Xiuyun saw his sister far away from King Wei, and frowned as he wanted to say something.

"Marquis Pingyang, I have something to discuss with you." Pei Zhi looked at the woman who was a foot away from him, walked closer and whispered: "Wait for me for a moment."

When there were only two people left in the front hall, Yu Xiuyun coughed twice and spoke first: "My Lord, I heard that something happened at the Zhengdan Banquet."

Although Pei Ke is crazy and stupid, he has always been calm. That day, he got under the eyes of King Wei in full view of everyone.

If Marquis Wan dies at this time, King Wei will most likely be suspected by others.

Recalling that it was rare for King Wei to swallow the loss of being mute, Marquis Pingyang chuckled lightly.

"Yes." Pei Zhi's tone was cold, "About Wanhou, don't talk to Wan Wan."

"If she asks me, I will have no choice but to tell the truth."

"It's just some rumors in the market. She believes what Gu said." Pei Zhi glanced at Marquis Pingyang's expression and narrowed his eyes slightly. "What did your spies find out back then?"

"When the lord's uncle was deeply involved in the rebellion, there was a servant named Xian who followed him. He eventually left for a foreign country. He took out a sum of money from nowhere to build a bridge, pave the road, and build a private school. He became a squire and changed his surname to Li Housheng. A good son is now Prime Minister Sizhi Li Wei."

Marquis Pingyang said calmly, "My lord, these are what I got when I was in Jingyi."

"Suppress this matter forever. She was frightened at the Wanwan palace banquet. Is there any benefit in telling her the truth?" Pei Zhi looked coldly.

"Scared?"

Marquis Pingyang looked surprised. After hearing a few words from King Wei, his face slowly turned blue and he coughed twice more.

"Chen..." Yu Xiuyun looked ugly. He wanted to kill Pei Ke, but finally held back, "Is there anything wrong with Marquis Wan?"

"Gu Rang Pei Jing has tested it, it should not be the case."

King Wei, who looked calm and relaxed, then said a few words, asking Pingyang Hou, who was holding back his cough, to take a breath of air-conditioning. He bent down and coughed violently.

Yu Xiuyun clasped the corner of the table and seemed to have no reaction. After a moment of silence, he said, "That's good."

"My lord, will I be by your side Wanwan when we perform sacrifices in a few days?"

The late king requested a small burial before his death, so there was no need to go to great lengths to offer sacrifices in front of his tomb, but this year is special after all.

At that time, according to etiquette and law, Marquis Wan will be located very close to King Wei.

"Guard her all the time, and nothing will happen to her." Pei Zhi looked indifferent, "When the sacrifice is over, you send someone to attack him."

Reciting the "Ode to Praise" during sacrifices naturally requires a clan relative who can embody the benevolence of the late king, and only Pei Ke is suitable.

"The ten guards under my command are not as good as one Dragon-Slaying Guard."

Marquis Pingyang spoke humbly, but King Wei's response rang in his ears: "The Dragon-Slaying Guard is very skilled. Your replacement would be more like a rogue interceptor."

Yu Xiuyun laughed twice: "My lord, are you using me to do things, or are you trying to drag me into the water with you?"

After that, if Marquis Pingyang mentioned Pei Ke to Yu Tingwan again, she would know the next day that her brother had killed the fool.

"It's both." Pei Zhi was calm. Two generations of Wei kings had secretly monitored Pei Ke for decades and concluded that there was no problem.

But the King of Wei was suspicious and did not want to waste any more time on the Dragon-Slaying Guard in Wanhou Mansion.

Unexpectedly, he was so frank. The smile on Yu Xiuyun's lips froze, and he slowly raised his hand and saluted, "I accept my order."

*

On the nineteenth day of the first lunar month, the city of Chang'an was still as lively and prosperous as on the Lantern Festival.

There was no other reason. As the Zen ceremony was approaching, foreign envoys who had good relations with the Central Plains came to Beijing one after another. Dahonglu and his subordinate officials were so busy that they could not even touch the ground.

An envelope with a request for instructions was piled on King Wei's desk, but Pei Zhi was not in a hurry. After going to court, he still had the idea to go to Guanjuyuan first, and coaxed and tricked Yu Tingwan into the study.

"Wanwan." He sat in front of the desk, held the hand of the woman in front of him, and motioned her to come into his arms.

Yu Tingwan lowered his head and glanced at the memorial on the case, pointed to the imperial concubine's couch not far away, pursed his lips and said, "I'll be fine there."

His expression was colder, "What are you doing so far away?"

"With so many twists and turns, you'd better deal with official matters first." Yu Tingwan moved her lips, "The last person who loved holding his concubine while handling official matters was the last emperor of the previous dynasty."

After that, he died.

Pei Zhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled instead of being angry, "It just looks complicated, and many of them are congratulatory messages from foreign envoys."

He took the woman next to him and after she sat down, he handed her the envelope in his hand to read.

Yu Tingwan muttered out, and paused at the first sentence. He was an envoy from some country in the Western Regions, and his tone was so boring.

He praised King Wei so much that there was nothing in the sky or on the earth.

After reading ten lines at a glance, she saw that the signature was not the name of the Central Plains, and she was surprised for a moment: "Just now I was thinking about which country in the Western Regions has a Central Plains person as an envoy. Although this congratulatory message is crude, it is quite fluent."

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips and smiled, pointed at the sentence inside and said, "He used three allusions to praise you in one sentence, which is quite interesting."

"He is the prince of Qiemo. He once came to the Central Plains to ask for farming certificates. On the way, Tao Xu almost confiscated military rations." Pei Zhi lowered his eyes and recalled, "It happened that the late king killed Tao Xu. When I led people into the camp, he Just put it next to the pot."

"I seem to have heard someone say this?" Yu Tingwan squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "I know, the sworn brother Pei Shu mentioned."

"What kind of sworn brother?" Pei Zhi saw her look and said with a smile: "He insisted on being his father's son. When he named him Zhongyuan, he insisted on the surname Pei, but his father never recognized him."

"I remember that Pei Shu said that his original name was Pei Jun, and he lived up to his name."

"Why don't I think so?" He said in a cooler tone, "You don't even have to meet him, yet you know that he is just like his name?"

"Huan Siniang mentioned that her eldest brother said that among the envoys from the Western Regions, the third prince of Qiemo, Asur Rongzhi, was the best."

The eldest son of the Huan family was Da Honglu. Pei Zhi's eyes did not change and his tone was cold: "Really?"

What had she been talking to Huan Siniang and the others all day long?

Yu Tingwan later realized that he was unhappy. He heard the man beside him say calmly: "This letter was delivered early this morning. You should be able to see him come to visit tomorrow."

It felt like he paused after finishing speaking to see his reaction. Yu Tingwan raised his eyes. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a servant outside saying, "My Lord, Prince Asul is coming to the door."