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"He told you that he was willing to let me go?" Yu Tingwan was stunned for a long time, looked at his brother, and found that he didn't speak, but just stared at her quietly, and then added: "Yes."

Lest her brother didn't believe it, she repeated: "I do."

Yu Xiuyun kept paying attention to her eyes, and couldn't help but his face became stiffer. He spoke softly and patted her shoulder, "Brother understands."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman beside him, feeling dazed for a while, and sighed: "How could King Wei be willing to let you go? I just asked casually."

The elder brother would not ask casually, it must be something he and Pei Zhi said.

After he left, Yu Tingwan changed his way and returned to the front yard. As soon as he entered the study, he saw that Pei Zhi didn't look good.

"Have you met Marquis Pingyang?" Pei Zhi heard the sound and raised his eyes and asked, "What did he say to you?"

The young man sitting in front of the desk held a memorial in his hand, with uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

Yu Tingwan knew his brother's temperament. Thinking of the two questions just now, his mind was confused, and he was afraid that his brother would say something unpleasant again.

She looked down at the desk, thinking about how to reply.

Realizing that he might have scared her, Pei Zhi slowed down his tone, stretched out his hand and said, "What are you doing standing here? Come to me."

"This is the memorial written by your brother." Pei Zhi handed the memorial in his hand to Yu Tingwan.

A cursory glance revealed that he felt that he was not qualified for the position and that he was too young to be the examiner. Yu Xiuyun recommended two veterans of the Pei family who were already serving as officials. The full text of the memorial was in a humble tone and could not be faulted.

Pei Zhijin originally planned to discuss with Marquis Pingyang about the specific matters of starting a medical school and getting scholars. When he saw him coming with such a deal, he just wanted to scold him for being ignorant.

Pei Zhi said softly in front of Yu Tingwan, "Do you know how your brother refused in person?"

He raised his finger and pointed outside the screen, "He said, I gave him such an important reward because of you today, and I'm afraid I will blame the Yu family for not shirking it in the future."

Marquis Pingyang sat there and said with great frankness: "My lord is so considerate of me, I am very grateful, but there are some favors that my lord can give me, but I cannot take them."

If this was said to another person, Pei Zhi would think that this person was cautious, but it was Yu Xiuyun who said it.

In and out of Pingyang Hou's words, the emperor's love comes and goes like the wind, and he is afraid that taking this job will only arouse suspicion and cause trouble in the future.

Yu Tingwan murmured in defense: "Brother is always cautious."

"Prudent?" Pei Zhi chuckled and said with a hint of ridicule: "He thinks that I am unkind and will become ruthless in the future."

"He didn't mean that." Yu Tingwan quickly denied.

"What are you afraid of? I won't punish him."

Pei Zhi looked calm, and when he saw Yu Tingwan, his anger was almost gone.

Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless. It is understandable that Marquis Pingyang speculated like this. Pei Zhi only cares about what Yu Tingwan thinks.

He suddenly raised his eyes and stared into the eyes of the woman in front of him, "Do you have the same idea?"

Yu Tingwan's eyes trembled slightly, and she didn't know how to answer. She was pulled by Pei Zhi and sat on his lap. She pursed her lips and was silent for a long time. Seeing his face becoming more and more ugly, her throat tightened and she said, "I don't know."

When Pei Zhi told her about this yesterday, his eyes clearly showed that he was not lying. But when he thought about it carefully today, all the history books he had read came to mind, urging her to calm down. What his brother said was right.

There were countless queens and beloved concubines who were forced to death in the Great Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years. If you think about it further, there would be even more. Among them were beauties who were favored for a while, and there were also wives who shared the joys and sorrows. The whole family was wiped out overnight.

Whoever the emperor wants to promote, a singer can be a queen. If he is afraid of someone else, he will not be lenient in killing his own children.

Yu Tingwan couldn't control his reason, but he didn't want to say the same thing, so he could only answer like this.

Seeing the slight change in Pei Zhi's eyes, she thought he was getting angry again, but he smiled and his expression softened.

"It's a better answer than I expected."

Yu Tingwan looked at him, remembered the two questions Yu Xiuyun had just asked, and suddenly asked, "Didn't you mention anything else to my brother?"

"No." Pei Zhi held her in his arms and felt better, "I just want to talk to him about business matters today, but he wants to talk to me about personal matters."

"Your brother hasn't given up yet. When he heard that I proposed the throne, he said that you are not suitable to be the queen, and he almost said it on his face that he would send you away."

Yu Tingwan's eyelids twitched, she was a little nervous, and her cheeks tightened.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not worried either." Pei Zhi chuckled, "It's just wishful thinking."

If it were before, he would still be angry, but now, he just feels ridiculous.

He hooked the chin of the woman in his arms with his fingers, gently lifted it up, and traced it from the corner of her lips to her eyebrows, "Wanwan, I just told Marquis Pingyang whether he is suitable to be the queen or not. It's not him who has the final say. Don't use it again in the future. These words are tempting.”

His voice was smiling and nonchalant, "Unless I die, you don't want to go anywhere."

*

Yu Xiuyun didn't want this job, but Pei Zhi still gave it to him and he couldn't help but refuse.

The road in front of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion was blocked. Yu Tingwan was supposed to have an appointment with Xie Yun, so when he passed by, he lifted the car curtain and took a look.

The gate of the Hou Mansion was closed, and no one could be seen.

She knew her brother was sensible, so she didn't worry too much. When she arrived at Prince Wang's house, the servants led her to the backyard. Several women were sitting in a pavilion by the pool. They didn't know what they were talking about. They could faintly hear laughter.

Seeing that Yu Ting had arrived late, Huan Siniang was the first to say: "Since the princess has arrived, I will ask the princess to comment on which of my poems or Xie Wuniang's is better."

Xie Yun only wrote one sentence, and Huan Siniang and Xie Xuan had just finished the second half of the sentence each, and they were fighting over who was better.

Yu Ting took a look at them before night and couldn't help but smile: "I think they are all good, I can't tell the difference."

Xie Yun said with a smile: "I think so too."

Huan Siniang coughed twice and said: "Thousands of peaks and rain are far away in a lone boat, and the artistic conception is clear and far away. If the next sentence has to be linked to lovesickness, it will inevitably fall behind. Xie Wuniang is picking up on it."

The taciturn girl on the side smiled and said: "Huan Siniang has become a monk. I'm afraid she can't even read "Guan Ju" in "Poetry"."

"Why did Shen Liu Niang speak for her?" Huan Siniang's eyes widened and she said with a smile: "Bring out the "Poetry" to suppress me? That's it. I offended the sage's book, so I'll have a drink first to apologize."

"Do you want to drink today?" Yu Tingwan glanced at the jars of wine on the stone table.

"Obviously Huan Siniang wants to drink it herself." Xie Xuan said with a smile, "She brought this from Huan Mansion today."

"I asked you to bring the Ten Thousand Years of Spring from Pingyang Marquis Mansion, but you refused, so I had to bring the wine myself." Huan Siniang said teasingly.

Upon hearing his brother's name, Yu Tingwan showed a smile. He turned his head and glanced at the poems on the table, and suddenly said: "Are you writing about my brother? Why is he neglecting you with such resentment?"

Xie Xuan coughed twice and said repeatedly: "Of course not."

She just thought of a rivalry at the moment. She and Yu Xiuyun didn't see each other when they looked up. Why do they miss each other?

Yu Xiuyun didn't talk to her very much. The last time she stayed at Xie's house for two days, she teased her a few times, and she became even more taciturn when she came back.

"That's good." Yu Tingwan nodded. When he went back to the Hou Mansion, he didn't see Xie Xuan and didn't know how he got along with his brother.

"Princess, look at Xie Wuniang's high-spirited appearance, who can ignore her?" Huan Siniang's eyes narrowed, wondering what she was thinking about.

At first glance, Xie Xuan's sentence was written for confrontation. What she was worst at before was writing lovesickness poems.

By coincidence, we had just drawn lots, and Huan Siniang was chosen to write the question. She coughed twice, glanced at Xie Xuan, and said, "Just write about lovesickness."

Yu Tingwan was stunned. She had never written it.