Chapter 1571: Tiger Girl 55
The Lord of Jiashun County, who was about to make a fuss, turned his head and looked pale. His expression was not much better than that of Zhao Yingxue just now.
It was General Zhao who came, but it was not General Zhao who spoke, but the Censor Zhongcheng He who stood next to him, with gray hair and beard.
The censor Zhongcheng can impeach hundreds of officials, and he is the most difficult official to get. Mr. He was even more upright and never greedy. A relative gave him a fish, but he returned it without hesitation. If it weren't for the generous salary of this dynasty, the family would be in ruins. He would impeach anyone he found displeasing or whose moral conduct was wrong.
Some time ago, the officials were dissatisfied with the prince. As soon as he spoke out, Mr. He knelt down, took off his official hat and remonstrated. After a lot of chattering, the official finally had to admit that he was wrong and comforted him before giving up.
Not to mention the official family, when the late emperor was here, Mr. He dared to participate even if he was unhappy.
In every dynasty, unless there is a faint emperor, this kind of non-corrupt public speaking is the most troublesome to the emperor and officials, and it is also the most untouchable.
Such a big thing happened today, Lord He may have turned a blind eye.
Mr. He walked in steadily, glanced at the guard whose face was scratched by nails, turned around and bowed to the Lord of Jiashun County: "Old minister, I pay my respects to the Lord of Jiashun County."
Xining glanced at the cheap daddy and secretly gave a thumbs up, awesome!
The Lord of Jiashun County did not answer. At this moment, she just wanted to leave. Why do I feel that whenever I meet Miss Zhao San, nothing good will happen.
After Master He finished walking, he stood up straight: "I don't know why the county master took action. It is against the royal etiquette."
Was it because the third prince had a private meeting with Zhao Yingxue that made her furious?
I dare not say this. If I say it, it will confirm the adultery, and then the third prince will have to accept Zhao Yingxue. Just a bitch like Zhao Yingxue? Pooh!
But how can this be reconciled? Could it be that Miss Zhao San asked someone to stop her, so she took action to hurt someone?
If you say this, you must ask why. When I asked why, I couldn't deal with the matter again. The maid beside him didn't dare to speak for a moment, and stood there with her head lowered.
Zhao Yinghong, who was standing next to her, saluted: "I've met my father, I've met Mr. He!"
He turned around and said, "Why is father here too?"
General Zhao nodded and said loudly: "I heard that the temple received a calligraphy of Mr. He's father. I will inform Mr. He of this and come and take a look."
Lord He's father was one of Emperor Gaozu's advisers and was good at writing official script. However, due to the war with Emperor Gaozu in the south and north, and the pacification of the Central Plains, not many words have survived in the world. As soon as Mr. He heard this, he naturally hurried over to verify the authenticity.
How can there be any good calligraphy or painting in this ruined temple? Even the few paintings hanging on the walls were written by the monks in the monastery who were somewhat experienced. Even if there is this word, General Zhao should have found it.
The Lord of Jiashun County refused to reply, and Mr. He turned to look at Miss Zhao San: "What happened just now?"
Xining responded softly: "Just now, the county master's foot slipped, and the guards did not dare to touch your body. It was accidentally scratched."
When the maid of Jiashun County Lord heard this, she immediately said: "That's right. The ground in the temple is slippery. It should be caused by wet mud on the soles of the feet. Master He misunderstood!"
Wet mud? Mr. He's eyes turned around on the shoes of the Lord of Jiashun County. They were made of fine Shu brocade and inlaid with pearls. Just a pair of embroidered shoes is so luxurious, but there is no dirt at all. With such expensive shoes, the county owner would probably not be willing to walk in the mud.
Now that you have a reason and you don't say anything, you can't press for further questioning. Mr. He snorted slightly and turned to salute the county leader: "Since there is nothing to do, I'm sorry to bother you. Go first!"
Even though Mr. He is old, this etiquette is quite satisfactory and there is no mistake in it.
The Lord of Jiashun County breathed a sigh of relief: "Master He, please help yourself."
General Zhao gave a slight salute to the Lord of Jiashun County and said to Xining: "We happened to meet him, so let's go back together."
"Yes, father!" Xining obediently followed General Zhao away.
Everyone left, leaving the Lord of Jiashun County and her maid. The Lord of Jiashun County gouged out Miss Zhao San's eyes fiercely. Zhao Yingyue also came with him. General Zhao asked him to escort everyone back. He and Mr. He also had tea and chess games.
Aunt Xu and the embarrassed Zhao Yingxue had already boarded the carriage and were waiting at the foot of the mountain.
On the way down the mountain, Zhao Yingyue sighed: "I didn't expect that the second sister still had wrong thoughts." Even if they were not born from the same mother, they were still connected by blood. Seeing Zhao Yingxue like this, she had mixed feelings besides being embarrassed.
Xining comforted: "No one will say anything at this time. I hope the second sister will find her way back and get married well."
Speaking out, the third prince's character was defective, so naturally the third prince did not dare to say it.
If he said it, the third prince would have to accept Zhao Yingxue, and the Jiashun County Lord would not say it.
After what happened, the Third Prince would definitely not like the feeling of being plotted against, no matter who arranged it. Moreover, when General Zhao learned about this, he might have felt that the third prince had set him up to seduce his daughter before marriage, and his concubine had misbehaved and the third prince had taken advantage of her. Even if Zhao Yingxue becomes a concubine, she will not take care of her.
This will put an end to Zhao Yingxue and Aunt Xu's evil thoughts and allow Zhao Yingxue to marry into the Zhou family properly.
At this moment, Zhao Yingxue was crying so hard in the car. She didn't expect that a good thing would turn out like this.
"What's the use of crying?" Aunt Xu didn't have any irritation. Instead, her words were still gentle and graceful, and she was very calm: "It's all my fault. I didn't expect the third lady to interfere in this matter."
Zhao Yinghong didn't care about anything in the past. She only cared about dressing herself up, but she didn't have this intention.
"How can you blame mother? It might be a coincidence." When Zhao Yingxue said this, she didn't believe it herself. How could such a coincidence happen? She was crying and being helped out by Yuanyang on the stage. Before she got to Aunt Xu's monastery, she met General Zhao, Third Brother and Mr. Cheng He, the Censor.
General Zhao walked directly into the room without asking, leaving Zhao Yingyue to take them back to the meditation room.
Aunt Xu asked: "What does the third prince do to you? Are you tempted when he sees you?"
Thinking that the third prince was going to kiss her, Zhao Yingxue couldn't help but blush on her pale face.
Aunt Xu saw it clearly and laughed: "That's good."
Zhao Yingxue said quickly: "But the third prince looked very angry later and pushed me to the ground." It must have been rubbed, and even now there is still a stinging pain in the elbow.
"That's because he thought he was being plotted, and of course he was angry!" Aunt Xu turned to ask, "Then what do you think?"
Zhao Yingxue lowered her head and said nothing. Aunt Xu frowned slightly, slightly unhappy: "If you have anything to do, just tell me!"
If she could become a concubine, she would be the royal wife, and she would be more noble than an ordinary lady. You must know that if the legitimate daughter of a small official can become a concubine, it is also a virtue accumulated by her ancestors.
If the third prince can ascend to the great treasure, then she, a concubine, will be the empress of the palace!
Seeing Zhao Yingxue's expression, Aunt Xu guessed at least nine points: "Mom knows."
"But..." Zhao Yingxue raised her head and said worriedly: "The third prince was already like this just now."
(End of chapter)