Young Master Yan's face darkened again and again.
His knuckles holding the handle of the fan turned pale: "So you think I helped you because of family affairs?"
Xie Fengyue was silent for a moment and then replied: "Of course."
The scorching sun was in the sky, but Gongzi Yan felt cold all over his body. So in her heart, was all his kindness to her motivated by profit?
"Oh"
Gongzi Yan lowered his head and laughed
"Xie Fengyue, have you always been so ignorant?"
At this point, Xie Fengyue stopped talking. She was just a side daughter of the Xie family, and her status was completely different from his. Whether Gongzi Yan treated him or not was based on her appearance, or on her indifference to him. It comes from attitude.
But when this layer of window paper is broken, how can a beautiful girl like him, who is a direct member of a wealthy family, he has never seen, stop just for a flower.
There can be no delusions, and no delusions can be expressed.
With the sound of wheels, Songshan drove to the Zhou Palace and stopped at the palace gate.
Gongzi Yan didn't look well, he was leading the way, and even though Xie Fengyue chased him quickly, he remained unmoved.
When they arrived at the cabinet, a vague gaze lingered on the two of them.
The man in white clothes stands like a pine, holding a fan, while the girl in blue clothes frequently covers her chest and gasps for air.
"Greetings to my father, this is Xie Fengyue, the daughter of the Xie family."
After Gongzi Yan bowed to Prime Minister Wang, who was wearing a purple official robe, he pointed at Xie Fengyue with his fan.
Prime Minister Wang has deep eyes, steady steps, and an air of calmness about him.
There wasn't much expression on his serious face. He just glanced at Xie Fengyue, who was still trying to calm down his breathing, and then said to the young master: "Let's go to the imperial study. Prince Beihara is already waiting."< br>
The messenger loudly reported that Prime Minister Wang requested an audience, breaking the silence between Emperor An and Yelujing in the imperial study.
Emperor Zhou exchanged silent glances with Dexiang who was standing next to him. Didn't he say that only Xie Fengyue came this time?
The two of them had a tacit understanding that things might develop in a worse direction.
After Xie Fengyue followed the two of them in, she felt the strange atmosphere between Emperor Zhou and Yelujing.
She smiled secretly in her heart. These two people didn't think this matter was only about her, right?
There is a permanent seat for the three princes in the imperial study. Prime Minister Wang sat directly on the gilded chair, his posture was very skillful.
The layout of the factions in the imperial study room is clear at a glance. Emperor Zhou sits at the head, Yelu Jing stands respectfully in front of him, Xie Fengyue silently follows Gongzi Yan's footsteps and stands behind Prime Minister Wang's chair.
"Give me a seat."
The first sentence Prime Minister Wang spoke was to show the face of the aristocratic family.
Dexiang's fat, white and delicate face, with curved eyebrows and drooping eye corners, was obviously a very pleasant face, but at this moment he seemed stiff because of these words.
In front of Prince Beiyuan, Prime Minister Wang asked someone to give him a seat. It was obvious that he did not take the emperor's power into consideration. The first thing he did when he entered was to show his power, which made no one look better. The humiliation flashed across Zhou Tianzi's face, and then he nodded and motioned for Dexiang to get on the chair.
Yelujing on the side was secretly shocked. He knew the general problem of Qian'an's political direction, but hearing and seeing it were really two different things.
After waiting for the chamberlain to bring the prepared Longjing tea, Prime Minister Wang spoke: "What are your Majesty's plans to do with Yeluya?"
Just these words made Zhou Tianzi's expression feel uncomfortable. How many people from the family had placed around him?
He cleaned it up one after another, but he was still able to find out about it so quickly.
Seeing the expressions of several people, Xie Fengyue spoke up and answered at the right time: "Your Majesty, haven't you thought of how to deal with the person who spreads rumors that hurt your daughter and the Xie family?"
When she said this, she also deliberately emphasized the word "Xie family". If Prime Minister Wang's verbal pressure was not enough, then she might as well use the name of the Xie family again. Although Taifu Xie has not spoken out to him yet, this is convenient for her. The fact that she was not admitted to be a direct descendant of the Xie family naturally meant that she was not denied.
Emperor Zhou could only cough dryly: "I have just discussed this matter with Prince Yelu. What Prince Yelu wants is to compensate the Wang family, give the girl from the Wang family a posthumous title, and then rectify your name. Follow the trend." Dispel rumors ”
Xie Fengyue said reluctantly: "Then how does Your Majesty want to explain the matter of the Wang family girl?"
Prime Minister Wang looked at Xie Fengyue with some admiration in his eyes. There were some things that he was not comfortable asking, as this would make it appear that he did not have the magnanimity to be the Prime Minister of a country. But if asked by a little girl, the meaning would naturally be different, and neither did he. He spoke out to stop her from moving further away, and just focused his attention on Emperor Zhou.
Emperor Zhou was so frightened by the sight of these people that he broke the jar and said, "Just say that you encountered bandits on the road. The Wang family daughter was frightened and talked nonsense. Then I will reward you with something, just treat it as a reward." It is a public statement that you have been wronged.”
After Emperor Zhou finished speaking, Prince Yelu had already knelt down to thank him. He wanted to do this as a courtesy.
Prime Minister Wang looked serious and stopped: "If you spare Princess Yelu so lightly, where will it put the face and reputation of our Qian'an family? And where will it put the reputation of Taifu Xie?"
The atmosphere on the court suddenly changed.
There was a hint of anger in Yelujing's eyes. He heard that the Wang Xiang meant that he was not willing to adopt this opinion that was good for both parties.
His tone became colder: "Then what does the King want to do? Your Majesty Qian'an has already opened his mouth. Do you want to overstep your authority?"
Although this was something Wang Xiangchang had done, he still felt a little guilty about it being said so openly. Silence filled the imperial study room, and the atmosphere began to become depressing.
Xie Fengyue covered her handkerchief and chuckled softly: "Prince Yelu, why do you still use your majesty to oppress others? Wang Xiang was once your majesty's sister-in-law. Who in the Qian'an Dynasty doesn't know that Wang Xiang respects your majesty the most?"
With these face-saving words, Zhou Tianzi's gloomy face improved slightly: "This matter concerns the Xie family. Mr. Xie has never come forward, so I really can't comment too much."
This is almost obvious that people are meddling in other people's business.
Prime Minister Wang was not annoyed either. He still had the same serious expression: "The Xie family is a powerful family in the world. Now Mr. Xie is entangled in the affairs of the court and cannot escape. I have known him for many years, and I should be the head of the family." , In both public and private matters, all ministers should handle such trivial matters for the Grand Tutor. Your Majesty, why not come up with a solution."
Being treated like this by Prime Minister Wang, Emperor Zhou was so angry that the crown on his head shook wildly. He replied dryly: "Why don't you give me a solution, then?"
Yelujing hurriedly stopped him. If this kind of matter was handled by the aristocratic family, wouldn't his sister suffer? They were here to represent Beiyuan. If his sister suffered here, wouldn't they lose the face of the entire Beiyuan?
Empress Yuan was born in the Langya Wang family, and Emperor Zhou was the brother-in-law of the Prime Minister. She chose a slightly more formal title, sister-in-law.
From "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". Volume 1. "Kao Chenghuang": "The ancestor of my sister-in-law, the Duke of Song Dynasty kept a taboo on his longevity, and he was born in the city."
"Lao Can's Travels Part Two." Chapter 7: "Who do you think his relative is? It turns out he is Lao Can's sister-in-law."