Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

The two left the dark room, but Xie Chengyin became angry for no apparent reason.

"If you get that close to him again, don't come to see him again. He's a killer. Don't think that just because he lets you go once, he won't kill you next time."

Yan Ci knew that what Xie Chengyin said made sense, but she couldn't help but relax her guard towards Ding Si. Somehow she felt that Ding Si would not hurt her.

Yan Ci patted his head to sober himself up, and said seriously: "I might have been poisoned by him, and my body is not under my control. Do you think the mother-child Gu gave birth to a baby and crawled into my body?"

Xie Chengyin was so angry at Yan Ci's words that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He rolled his eyes and walked forward angrily.

"Do you really think the mother-child Gu is so good? It can even give birth to a baby. Those things are all cultivated by the Wu people with their heart blood."

Yan Ci followed Xie Chengyin closely, "You know a lot, what else do you know? Tell me quickly..."

In just ten days, Prince Xiang's Palace had prepared the rituals for marrying a concubine, and was ready to carry Yan Ru into the palace on the tenth day.

Marrying a concubine is not as complicated as marrying a principal wife. In addition, the date for marrying the principal wife in Prince Xiang's Mansion is in early April, so marrying a concubine is even less likely to be a grand ceremony.

The Prince Xiang's Mansion simply sent a matchmaker to the door, and a small red sedan chair carried Yan Ru into the Prince Xiang's Mansion.

Although she was called a concubine, she was still a concubine after all. The bright red color and the specifications that only the main wife had were not allowed to be used by Yan Ru.

The Prime Minister's Mansion already knew that Shen Zhaoyan was marrying a concubine. Xiao Chengzhang didn't say anything, but he didn't dare let Xiao Yizhen know. Instead of making a fuss at home now, it would be better to wait until the wedding is completed and then go to Prince Xiang's Mansion to make a fuss.

Whoever sows the seeds will reap the fruits.

He knew that the daughter he raised would not suffer any loss.

Shen Zhaoyan had reported to Emperor Tianqing that he was only going to take a concubine, and moreover a concubine's daughter with a shallow family background. Emperor Tianqing agreed very readily.

Compared to the time when he proposed to marry Xiao Yizhen, taking Yan Ru as a concubine made Emperor Tianqing give Shen Zhaoyan a good face.

Xiao Ling was still under house arrest. Although she heard the news, she was powerless to stop it and could only jump in anxiety in Chaofeng Palace.

She was the one who disliked the Yan family the most. Not to mention that Yan Ru was a concubine, even giving her the title of Liang Yuan was considered an honor for her.

As the day of rest came to an end, all officials attended the morning court. Yan Ci was also woken up early in the morning. With his eyes closed, Chunzhi made him suffer a lot. He didn't even have time to eat before he was dragged into the carriage.

In the carriage, Yan Tonglin sat upright, full of energy, while Yan Ci leaned crookedly in a corner of the carriage, sleeping soundly.

Fortunately, Yan Ci is a daughter. If Yan Cheng was like this, Yan Tonglin would have slapped him in the face long ago.

Thinking of the two roujiamo that Jiang Qingqing stuffed into his mouth before he left, Yan Tonglin took one out of his arms and handed it to Yan Ci, "Ah Ci, don't sleep anymore, eat a bun to fill your stomach first."

In front of Yan Ci, there are two things that are most irresistible, one is sleepiness, and the other is delicious food.

Now these two things appear at the same time, but the latter defeats the former.

The father and daughter chatted while eating.

Yan Ci thought of Ding Si, and asked Yan Tonglin: "Father, do you know a person named Ding Si?"

Yan Tonglin searched for the name in his memory and confirmed that he had never heard of it before, then shook his head, "I don't know him, what's wrong? What does this person do?"

Yan Ci shook his head. "Nothing. I just met a man before. He said he knew my father. I thought he was your friend. Has my father made any enemies over the years?"

Yan Tonglin's expression was a little serious. "Why did Ah Ci think of asking these questions today? Is someone causing trouble for you?"

"No, I just asked casually."

Yan Tonglin knew Yan Ci wouldn't just ask casually, so he thought carefully for a moment and said, "There has never been a deep hatred, but there have been minor frictions in political views, and speaking of which, things have not been going well with the Han family recently."

Yan Ci knew that the reason Yan Tonglin was talking about for the conflict between him and the Han family was because of the marriage between the two families.

But in Yan Ci's opinion, it was only a matter of time before they broke up with the Han family. Just because Han Liang was impotent, Yan Ru might not have a good life if she married into the family, and if things got bad at that time, it might not be as good as it is now.

I remember Xie Chengyin once said that the Han family would be Shen Zhaoyan's lackeys in the future. Now, because of Han Liang's act of giving his wife as a gift, the marriage between Prince Xiang's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion was almost ruined. The Han family has lost the support of Prince Xiang, and the possibility of helping the tyrant in the future is greatly reduced.

After they finished their roujiamo, they drank two cups of tea. At this time, the carriage arrived at the palace gate. The father and daughter got off the carriage one after another and entered the palace to attend court.

Different from the attire of female officials before, Yan Ci wore the official uniform of Yuanwailang this time, which was the same as that of all the other officials, with tied hair, official clothes, official hat, and long boots. He walked with great vigor and looked like a handsome young man.

Yan Ci was very satisfied with his outfit as a Yuanwailang. Although it was not as good as when he was a general in the past, when he was free and unrestrained in men's clothes and difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman, it was much better than standing among a group of men in women's clothes.

At least it's sociable.

Yan Ci felt very happy.

Emperor Tianqing sat on the dragon throne and glanced at the civil and military officials standing in line in the Longchang Hall.

Although he hadn't attended court for more than half a month, he looked in very good health, radiant and full of energy.

He said, "Since the new year, the country has been stable, but the northern region has suffered from snow disasters. Why?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ci hurriedly lowered her head. She had heard about the snow disaster in the north a long time ago. What could be the solution? How could it be solved? It would naturally be solved after winter passed and the ice and snow melted.

But since the emperor asked, this is definitely not the method he wants.

In addition to this, there is another method, which is to use manpower and material resources to dig channels and release water to melt snow, which can speed up the melting of ice and snow.

Not only does this approach consume a lot of manpower and resources, but if the weather continues to be cold, not only will the snow not melt, but even the water will turn into ice. By then, not only will the snow problem not be solved, but it will be made worse.

It's better not to mention things like this that depend on God. Whoever mentions it will be unlucky.

Sure enough, an official stood up, clasped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I think we can use the canals in the south to irrigate the land in the north to thaw the ice."

The man was a river transport operator and thought this method was easy, but he didn't know how cold the winter in the north was. He only saw the solution but didn't know the difficulty.

Emperor Tianqing did not refute, "In that case, let Gong Qing handle this matter."

Gong Qing, the river transport envoy, was immediately delighted. He felt that Emperor Tianqing valued him and bowed quickly to express his gratitude.

It was just a trivial matter, someone could just deal with it, Emperor Tianqing was not worried. Even if Gong Qing's method of diverting water to melt ice did not work, if he was lucky enough to catch up with the warmer weather, the snow disaster would naturally be solved.

It was a morning court session, and everyone from top to bottom got up early. The court session ended without saying anything important.

Yan Ci was about to follow the crowd out of Longchang Palace when he heard a shrill voice saying, "Master Xiao Yan, please stay."