Startled Meng

Yan Cijing was invited into Prince Rui's Mansion, and was led all the way in by the housekeeper, who was full of curiosity.

King Rui actually invited him alone.

The doubts in Yan Cijing's heart could not be explained to the serious housekeeper who lowered his head to lead the way, so he had to quietly look around Ruiwang's mansion along the road, hoping to find some clues.

The servants of Prince Rui's Mansion didn't seem to see outsiders much, their heads were lowered. Occasionally, they saw two little slaves hiding under the eaves, and they spoke softly, probably to create a restful atmosphere.

The people in the mansion are dressed simply, and even the furnishings of Prince Rui's Mansion are not grand and luxurious, they just stand there in silence, even the peach and willow trees planted in the small courtyard seem to be sick and plain, with sporadic greenery Already rare.

The more you walked towards the main garden, the more bitter the smell of the medicine became. Yan Cijing resisted the desire to cover his nose, caught a glimpse of the butler as if he was used to smelling it, he didn't react at all, and didn't even frown.

After entering the house, King Rui was lying on the couch, and the imperial physician was checking his pulse.

The imperial doctor gave very detailed instructions, how much to take, when to drink it, what food to eat more, and what food not to touch, which shows that King Rui's illness should not be underestimated.

Yan Cijing came in, and the imperial physician packed his suitcase and left.

Seeing Yan Cijing's gaze on the imperial physician, King Rui explained: "The emperor is sympathetic and asked Zhu imperial physician to serve the sick in the mansion."

Yan Cijing nodded without changing his expression, but he was hesitant in his heart. Since the imperial doctor Zhu stayed in the mansion to serve the sick, wouldn't it be superfluous to give such detailed instructions?

Not allowing Yan Cijing to think too much, he saluted meticulously, and then sat down amid King Rui's cough.

It was already spring, and King Rui's house was still closed to burn charcoal. Yan Cijing felt stuffy, and his palms were sweating, but King Rui's face was still pale.

"You need to take a shower and change your clothes to entertain guests, so it's good to tidy up..." King Rui pulled the blanket to his stomach, and said apologetically, "I made Master Yan laugh."

Yan Cijing said respectfully: "King Rui is joking."

King Rui smiled lightly: "Years ago, this king asked Mr. Yan to come to the mansion more often, but now I have to personally invite him to come."

Yan Cijing lowered his head and explained: "The lower officials are afraid of disturbing King Rui."

King Rui nodded, stared at Yan Cijing's calm appearance for a long time, and said with a smile, "If it wasn't for the fact that I'm weak and can't blow the wind, I would definitely ride horses and gallop with my friends in this spring breeze, and wantonly go for a while."

"My king looks at Mr. Yan's appearance. It seems that he doesn't often walk around with his colleagues. Mr. Yan is still young and has a lot to do. Cough——"

Yan Cijing's eyes froze, and he thanked King Rui for his suggestion.

King Rui coughed for a while, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Master Yan, don't worry too much. This king appreciates you differently from ordinary officials. The prefect of Jiangling has done a very good job, but—"

"It is impossible for Mr. Yan to live in Jiangling for the rest of his life, but once he is transferred back to Yecheng, he will have to start all over again. Mr. Yan has no capable clansmen behind him, and he has not yet married a wife and cannot help his in-laws. It is inevitable that he will be hesitant and frustrated."

Guan Yan Cijing was silent, King Rui sat up straight, and explained: "Don't blame me for being abrupt, I just remembered the injustice that Master Yan suffered in the inner court on the day of Qianyuan Festival and years ago, and I couldn't bear it for a while, so I said more. If it’s a bit too much, it’s not pleasing to the ear, Lord Yan, don’t worry about it.”

Yan Cijing echoed, puzzled by King Rui's words, and disagreed very much, and began to doubt King Rui's intentions. If these words were exchanged for a healthy prince, he would definitely be able to avoid forming a party for personal gain...

Before he had time to think about it, King Rui suddenly coughed violently, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his face was almost transparent. Yan Cijing realized that there was no one waiting in the room, and was about to call for someone, when there were drum-like footsteps outside the room at the right time.

"Brother Wang!"

It was Princess Showa who rushed in. Yan Cijing reacted quickly, and immediately got up and dodged to the door to salute. He didn't dare to look at it. With his head down, he could only see Princess Showa's layered skirts and pink flowers falling on the ground.

Zhaohe also saw Yan Cijing, and his worry turned to panic, and he knelt down in front of King Rui with a plop, still as impatient as ever, crying: "Brother Wang really called Master Yan to discuss the marriage! Zhaohe said Isn’t that clear enough? Zhao He doesn’t want to marry! He only wants to be by Brother Wang’s side!”

"Nonsense!" King Rui went to pull Zhaohe, and was concerned about Yan Cijing who was present, "Get up first, don't let Mr. Yan see the joke."

Yan Cijing felt that he was a joke, so he pleaded guilty and left.

At the beginning, the emperor appointed him to marry Zhaohe, but it was Zhaohe who made a fuss about it. No one in the whole Great Yin knew that Princess Zhaohe didn't want to marry him, so why did King Rui match him with Zhaohe?

No wonder he just mentioned that he needs capable in-laws. If he really won Showa and became the emperor's son-in-law, that would naturally be a great help.

It's just that Yan Ci Jingzhi is not here, which will disappoint King Rui.

Besides, there is a fierce one in his family. If he knew that he was going to marry a wife, he would definitely leave even more trouble than Zhaohe did.

Thinking of the "vicious" family member, Yan Cijing smiled, and he began to think, what the hell is that person doing now?

Yu Fangzhi is waiting for someone.

He was sitting at the stone table in the green forest garden, tapping his fingers on the table, matching the rustling wind, with a sense of rhythm, seemingly leisurely, but in fact he was already impatient.

He had already counted the unnamed pink flowers by the corner of the wall, but the other party still didn't come.

The other party is torturing him?Really taking himself seriously, Yu Fangzhi smiled disdainfully, with coldness in his eyes, and said to the little slave next to him, "Could it be that Mr. Zhang is delayed by something? Why don't I come back another day."

"Master Yu just wait patiently."

Yu Fangzhi glanced at the teacup, and said, "I don't know how long we have to wait, how about another pot? The water is completely cold."

Xiao Nu nodded in response, and left with the teapot in hand, just about to pass through the archway, he backed back, respectfully saying, "Master."

"Master Zhang."

Zhang Shaoqiu walked over quickly and said apologetically, "Boss Yu has been waiting for a long time!"

Yu Fangzhi clasped his hands and said: "Master Zhang has a lot of things to do every day, but he is also distracted from the trivial matters of the grassroots. The grassroots are very grateful."

"Where is there!" Zhang Shaoqiu waved his hand, led Yu Fangzhi into the small room, and said, "I have also heard about the charcoal fire shop. The shopkeeper refused to plead guilty to death, probably because there are other secrets."

There are only two chairs and a table in the small room, Zhang Shaoqiu sat down on the upper seat, and said, "It's just you and me here, what's wrong with Boss Yu, please tell me and listen to me."

He looked so diligent and caring for the people, Yu Fang knew to accompany him to act, sued for a while about the innocence of the shopkeeper of the charcoal fire shop, and brought a mouthful of the bad medicine that was severely investigated in the city, which made the world difficult and people's hearts not ancient. It's heartbreaking to say.

Seeing Zhang Shaoqiu's relaxed expression, Yu Fangzhi sneered secretly, changed the subject, and said: "Fortunately, the grassroots believe in the laws of heaven and justice, and soon the government will return my Yu family's innocence."

Zhang Shaoqiu's face froze, and he sighed: "Rumours are spreading in the city, Boss Yu's income has decreased a lot recently, right?"

Yu Fangzhi waved his hand indifferently: "It's a small matter."

"What should I do if the government office is not effective in handling the affairs and refuses to release people for a long time?"

Yu Fangzhi said in deep pain: "I have to comfort the shopkeeper's eighty-year-old mother and three-year-old child."

"Is Boss Yu really not afraid?"

Yu Fangzhi pretended not to know, looked at him blankly, Zhang Shaoqiu also consciously lost his composure, covered his lips and coughed twice, and said: "Boss Yu, if he wants the government to release people quickly, there is no way he can."

"No need." Yu Fangzhi drank tea calmly, "Caomin believes in the laws of the Great Yin."

Seeing that today's conversation was about to end like this, Zhang Shaoqiu was somewhat restless, Yu Fangzhi had already discovered it, and planned to stand up and leave, forcing him to show his cards first.

"Boss Yu really isn't afraid of someone wanting to kill you?"

Yu Fangzhi's face changed slightly.

Zhang Shaoqiu said: "I heard that the remnants of treacherous ministers got mixed up in the Yu family's drug sales team in Beijing, doesn't Boss Yu care?"

After spending most of the day drooling, Zhang Shaoqiu finally got to the point, Yu Fangzhi pretended to be shocked, and sat down again.

"The remnants of criminal officials... what does it have to do with my language family?"

Zhang Shaoqiu had already scolded Yu Fangzhi thousands of times in his heart, his mouth was really hard to pry, and he didn't intend to be sloppy anymore, he took out a letter from the drawer, put it on the table and moved it to Yu Fangzhi's eyes.

However, the piece of paper the size of half a palm was wrapped in a large envelope, so the message must have carried a lot of weight.

It was indeed serious. After Yu Fangzhi read it, the gloom in his eyes was already evident. He sneered and said, "Master Zhang is bothering a small merchant like Cao Min."

Zhang Shaoqiu moved his mouth: "Yujia is not a small business." He said again, "How? What does Boss Yu plan to give in exchange for the lives of dozens of people in Yujia?"

Yu Fang knew that he would not back down: "Everyone in the Yu family is worthless, if Mr. Zhang wants it, just take it."

"Farewell."

Zhang Shaoqiu scolded: "After all, you are young and don't know the importance. If Wei Xiang knew the relationship between Yu Wanqian and the treacherous officials, he would definitely not let it go!"

Zhang Shaoqiu knew that the Meng family was a restricted area that Wei Cheng couldn't touch, Yu Fang knew it, and Yu Fang knew it in his heart, he said nonchalantly: "My father hasn't come to Beijing for many years, just to get rid of the treacherous officials you say, how about it? Wei Xiangxin's eyes are smaller than needles?"

Zhang Shaoqiu was stunned for a moment, and smiled confidently. He turned to Yu Fangzhi who turned to leave, and shouted: "Do you have to tell me clearly? The son of the guilty minister, Meng Jingyuan?"

Yu Fangzhi stood without turning his head, and sneered: "Since I am the son of a criminal minister, why don't Mr. Zhang hurry up and report to the officials to arrest me?"

So what if he is Meng Jingyuan, if Zhang Shaoqiu didn't have a plan, he would never lead him to a sparsely populated city, even if he was Meng Jingyuan, he would not let Zhang Shaoqiu choose it at will.

Zhang Shaoqiu didn't really want to know what to say, so he pretended to entertain guests, invited him into the room, and said, "Now, can we sit down and have a good talk?" He snapped his fingers and asked someone to come in to change the tea, and the cold tea was covered In exchange, the sparrow tongue given by the emperor is fragrant.

The person sitting opposite is not an ordinary person, what Zhang Shaoqiu wants to achieve is not a trivial matter, and he still needs to have the attitude he should have.

"Please sit down."