Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Su Yingjian was in a state of despair. He had completely forgotten the purpose of coming to the Duke of Dunxin's mansion and just sat on the chair without saying a word.

Luo Dao put his hand on his shoulder and wanted to look at Gu Xu when he spoke, but out of habit, his eyes finally fell on Fu Dao: "We will leave for Luonan Road tomorrow. The third branch of the Su family has a farm there, and we will all settle there in the future."

"So urgent?" Fu Dao frowned. "No one in your family is an official. If you leave Luoyang like this, there's no guarantee that nothing bad will happen."

"Chen Daofeng has divided up his forces." Luo Dao said, "Personal safety can be guaranteed, but as for official affairs, it still depends on Su Muhua's ability."

"The third branch will probably not enter the officialdom within the next ten years." Su Yingjian added.

His face was pale, but he forced himself to cheer up: "Uncle... Su Muying, I don't know what the future will be like."

Gu Xu said: "If I win, the third house will not be implicated."

Su Yingjian looked at him and said, "Are you sure you want to support Qin Zhaoyue? This is fine. The crown prince is the legitimate heir of the Eastern Palace. Even if the emperor dies, he has the greatest chance of winning."

After a pause, Su Yingjian continued, "If... you are defeated, come to Luonan Road to find me. With the Su family here, at least your life can be saved, and I will also have people keep an eye on you in Luoyang. The token I gave you at the beginning is still useful."

Gu Xu nodded without further explanation.

"It was the Su family who wronged you first. If you want to deal with the Su family, I won't stop you, but I am a descendant of the Su family after all, so it is difficult for me to provide help." Su Yingjian said guiltily: "Besides, uncle... Su Muying has been hiding very deeply over the years, and even we didn't realize that he had such ambitions."

Gu Xu waved his hand and said, "It's okay, everyone has their own aspirations."

Fu Dao asked, "What do you plan to do with what you heard today about what happened back then?"

Su Yingjian looked at Uncle Fu, who had also been with him for some time.

"...I won't tell anyone else for now." Su Yingjian lowered his eyes and said, "Now, the situation is turbulent, and our third house is in danger. If Dad knew this news, I don't know what he would do... Wait until everything is settled, and then find a chance to tell him."

"That's good. Su Muhua is not a patient person." Fu Dao nodded and said, "It's still unknown what he will do. Xiao Xu, what do you think?"

Gu Xu said: "I have no objection."

He didn't have to make things clear right now. The truth about the death of Su Huaiyue and his wife could be considered a bargaining chip, and now was not a good opportunity to reveal it.

Fu Dao nodded again: "In that case, Ying Jian, you should go back now. If you stay out for too long, something might happen. I'll take you there."

He looked at Gu Xu and asked, and Gu Xu naturally agreed.

Fu Dao probably had something to tell Luo Dao and wanted to reminisce about the past.

The three of them stood up and walked out of the room.

……

No matter how turbulent the situation was, Luoyang City was still calm and peaceful on the surface. On this day, the west gate of Luoyang City was wide open, and the Jinwu Guards lined up on both sides of the avenue to welcome the Xidi envoys who came from afar.

The cavalry came slowly from outside the city gate, led by General Kesabu of the Xidi delegation. This man had an unclear attitude in Xidi before, and this time he was elected as the representative of the delegation.

The next two horses are Kesabu's deputies, one on the left and one on the right. They are both representatives of aristocratic forces in Xidi. Coming to Luoyang as envoys is considered to be very sincere.

Next came a golden brown horse, whose body was specially decorated with silk flowers. Yishaguli sat upright on the horse, wearing a Xidi woman's costume wrapped in gauze, and it seemed that she was deliberately dressed up.

This outfit was indeed eye-catching. People on the street were looking at Yishaguli and talking about her. The central topic was who would be the princess in the end.

"The people seem to think that it is Qin Zhaoyue who married the princess." Wu Feng had good hearing and could hear the conversation among the crowd even while lying on the railing on the second floor of the teahouse. He said.

"After all, how can the emperor marry a princess when he is in such a bad condition?" Wu Yun whispered, "It is neither reasonable nor logical."

"He is almost 40 years old, and this princess... eh?" Wu Feng suddenly stared: "Is that Shi San? Why is he in the Xidi delegation?!"

"Have you forgotten? Wuye wrote back saying that he met Shi San in Liangzhou." Wuyun said, "Maybe he has some plan. We just need to wait and see. Don't act rashly."

Wu Feng suddenly realized and he remembered.

……

The delegation entered the palace safely under the protection of the Jinwu Guards.

After all, Qin Zhaoyue was a person who was highly expected by the late emperor and was named as the crown prince at an early date. Therefore, even though the emperor was seriously ill, the banquet to receive the delegation went smoothly under his supervision.

Although it was just a tribute from a defeat, the Northern Qin still displayed the majesty of the Celestial Empire and did not neglect or neglect it. After a rigorous welcoming process, the banquet began, and the Western Di envoys and officials had already taken their seats in the hall.

Unlike the ceremonial guards on the street, General Kesabu gave the chief position to Yishaguli. Although this move was a bit rude, it was not an occasion that required strict order after all, and all the officials were just curious and cast their eyes on the "Sidi Princess" wearing a veil at the head.

Although Qin Zhaoyue was already the regent, he still respected his father and the emperor. He gave up the dragon throne and still sat in the prince's seat. The queen sat beside the dragon throne, and the way she looked at Yishaguli was no different from that of other people.

After Qin Zhaoyue made some polite remarks, the Western Di envoys and Prime Minister Su Muying both stood up to speak. Then musicians came into the hall and the dishes were prepared.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about right, Yishaguli stood up and said, "Your Highness, the Honorable Queen and Crown Prince of Northern Qin."

The Queen said, "I heard that this time, Xidi offered all its most beautiful daughters to Beiqin to show its intention to make peace. Now it seems that they are indeed extraordinary and not ordinary people."

Qin Zhaoyue smiled and said, "What my mother said is absolutely right. Princess Yishaguli, please sit down and talk. You don't have to be too restrained at the banquet today."

Yishaguli sat down naturally.

She said, "Back in Xidi, Ishaguli heard that the Emperor of Northern Qin was ill. I wonder what his condition was? Is he feeling better now?"

Qin Zhaoyue said: "Father has been ill from overwork and has difficulty getting up, but he is in good spirits. However, this banquet is really exhausting, so I persuaded him to lie down and rest. It's not a big deal."

When the ministers heard this, they all had their own thoughts.

The emperor had been ill for a long time, and although Qin Zhaoyue acted like an honest prince everywhere - he would always ask for instructions before getting involved in major political affairs, and he never refused ministers to visit the emperor. The emperor on the sickbed was in good spirits, just as Qin Zhaoyue said, and he was also clear-headed.

Since there was no sign of him controlling government affairs or plotting against the emperor, the ministers were reluctant to file an impeachment complaint.