The lady of a good match

It was late at night the next day.

"In this way, I will accept this contract in the future, and the son's handwritten letter will be handed over to the young lady in person, and the rest will be completed by ear when we get there."

Jing Mo put away Yan Qing's autographed letter to Wei Shuhan and a contract, then arched his hands and bowed, his eyes under the mask swept Yan Qing's face faintly, he actually underestimated Yan Qing's courage , How dare he make a contract in the name of a bounty offerer to kill King Chang'an.

He was surprised by the courage and ruthlessness shown by the young master in such a difficult situation. It really is love that can change a person.

Ever since Yan Qing got married, she seemed to have changed from a soft and cute rabbit to a sharp-mouthed cat. In order to protect his wife, she planned every step of the way to manage the business. Wei Shuhan is really lucky to be able to calculate without a teacher by correspondence.

Yan Qing also clasped his hands and nodded seriously: "Then I will trouble you."

He can only rest assured that this matter is handed over to Jing Mo, otherwise he will probably have to go there in person.

After Jing Mo looked at him for a while, he asked again: "Apart from this, do you have any other orders, Young Master?"

"No more," Yan Qing shook his head, but after thinking about it, he said, "Be careful."

Jing Mo: "Mr. Xie, then I will take my leave."

Yan Qing: "Okay."

Jing Mo left, Chen Xiang walked in from the outside, and put a piece of clothing on the person standing by the window:

"Young master, if there is no King Chang'an, will you startle the snake like this?"

Yan Qing thought for a while and shook her head:

"Whether there is a king of Chang'an is already shocked, but we still can't pull out the tangled roots in the dark, we can only deal with the current predicament first, the king of Chang'an can't stay, but we can't let the emperor know about the private soldiers, but May Shuhan help to conceal it as I thought."

"As long as King Chang'an is dead but the matter of private soldiers is not leaked, this clue will still be useful to us in the future. If the emperor knows now, even if the investigation is deep, King Chang'an is just a scapegoat. It’s hard to tell the truth.”

Just like the Yan family in the previous life, they had no strength to turn around.

After pondering for a while, Chen Xiang asked again: "If Madam can't agree with you, what should I do?"

Yan Qing hummed lightly:

"That depends on whether King Chang'an wants to be charged with treason or try his best to keep the name of King Chang'an. If he is smart enough, he will choose Shuhan to help. As long as those who know will never be able to speak, that's fine. His life is judged against thousands of innocent lives in the entire palace, it depends on how he chooses, I have already asked him to play by ear in the letter to Shuhan."

He believed that Wei Shuhan would handle it well, and that King Chang'an was not a reckless man. He remembered that King Chang'an had two princesses and two princes, and the eldest son of a concubine was raised in the palace.

Judging from the experience of the previous life, although Feng Lingyu was the eldest son of the Chang'an king's concubine, and stayed in the imperial capital like a hostage, but because of his good conduct, elegance and courtesy, he was very popular with the emperor in the palace, and was later appointed by the emperor to become the prince's supervisor One of the assistant ministers who were in charge of political affairs in the country, he was no worse than the prince's son.

After carefully analyzing what he said, Chen Xiang praised: "Young master is wise and considerate."

Yan Qing smiled and looked at her for a while, then sighed helplessly:

"I just hope that we can try not to involve too many innocent people and find out what happened to the Wei family back then."

Too many innocent people were affected in his previous life, and the Yan family is the best example. What he is doing now is not to let the Chang'an Palace become a scapegoat like the Yan family in his previous life.

Don't be in a hurry to beat him to death with a stick before the truth comes out, if in the end Chang'an Palace really committed a felony of treason, it wouldn't be too late to kill everyone.

In this life, he was reborn to find out the truth and lead the Yan family through the catastrophe, to help Wei Shuhan avenge the Wei family, and to teach those who deceived him and his wife in the previous life a lesson.

And to protect those who followed him to the end.

Chen Xiang checked the window once and closed it, and said with a bow:

"It's late at night, young master, go back to your room to rest early. You haven't slept well since last night. It's important. You have to take care of yourself."

Yan Qing nodded with a smile: "Okay, the second brother will be back in the next two days, so we have to prepare a welcome banquet for him."

After speaking, he gathered his clothes and walked out of the study.

Chen Xiang responded softly and walked out.

He picked out the candles, lowered the bed curtains, rolled up the quilt and hugged him in his arms. Wei Shuhan went out for a long time and didn't come back. His breath had faded. He didn't know what the situation in Nanhan City was like. He could handle things however he wanted. But people must come back safely.

Two days later, someone came from the palace, announcing the good news that Yingli No. [-] Scholar and Di and Dijun had been hand-picked by the emperor as the prince's Taifu.

Mrs. Yan was very excited, and Yan Qing couldn't help but be surprised when she was happy. In his previous life, he was the prince's tutor, but he didn't expect to become Ying Li in this life. Holding the imperial decree, he held his mother's hand and sighed inexplicably. Not to mention, at least Yingli's fate has been truly changed.

The prince's Taifu, before becoming the emperor's teacher, had little power, but he was able to be competent only if he won the emperor's trust. It seems that the emperor really likes Yingli. Although he is lonely and dark, he is a veritable Mingjun .

Two days later, Yingli arrived home as scheduled, and at the gate of the city, he was taken into the city by the governor and the Yan family who were waiting with gongs and drums. The power is even higher.

The streets of Fusang City were crowded with spectators, and the exclamations and congratulations one after another were deafening. It was the season when the flowers were blooming. All covered with colorful petals.

The hustle and bustle along the way made Ying Li's head buzzing, until the expression on his face was stiff with laughter before he returned home surrounded by everyone.

When he dismounted from his horse, he was stumbled by a child who rushed in to sprinkle flowers on him, and finally squeezed out of the crowd with his clothes torn. Yan Qing, who had the same experience in his previous life, knew that he was tortured enough, and stayed until After he entered the door, he smiled and comforted him:

"Second brother has worked hard all the way back."

Ying Li smiled helplessly at him:

"Isn't that right... I can't keep up with the tiring journey to the city after a few days of running around on the road..."

While laughing and complaining, he swiftly took off the red robe and the big red flower on his chest and handed it to Hong Yao for disposal, and asked Yan Qing to fix the petals on his head, Madam Yan followed behind and looked at him with a smile He pursed his lips, and the guest who told Jiu Gu to settle down and come to the door dragged his two sons into the house.

As a parent, the most gratifying thing is to watch your children get married and become famous.