Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 365: Does Mr. Huo want to investigate me?

He seemed to have something on his mind and looked unhappy.

Song Yuan signaled Wei Yan to bring more wine and filled it up for Huo Ying: "Since you are all here waiting for me, I must have something to say. If Master Huo doesn't mind, you can just say so and just chat. "

"Thank you, Your Highness." Huo Ying looked at her and said, "No, I will thank you for your great kindness on behalf of the exiled female relatives."

Song Yuan's hand while pouring the wine paused slightly: "It's your duty, no need to say thank you."

She didn't say much, and Huo Ying felt even more emotional: "Your Highness, why don't you ask me why you knew it would be miserable to exile the female family members but didn't help?"

"I know you can't help. The law of Wei comes first and you can't violate it. The northwest is not something you can get involved in. The only thing you can do is to arrange a few honest and kind government officials to escort them. But who can say anything about human nature? Accurate? Away from the constraints of the system and morality, and having tasted the sweetness of controlling the fate of others, how many of them can still remain rational?" Song Yuan picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "I spent a lot of words and tricks to stop them, let alone you. ?”

Huo Ying's face became more complicated: "Does Your Highness want to go to the northwest?"

"If the court needs me to go, then of course I will go. Just based on my father's promise to give me a knighthood, I will go. If I don't get the title early, I won't get anything. I will always I feel that the title I worked hard for is more valuable than the title he bestowed upon me on a whim.”

He nodded: "Indeed, His Highness's nephews have grown up one after another. Although His Highness the Crown Prince has provided many conveniences to His Highness, Young Master Wei has gradually grown up. Now he has followed His Highness the Crown Prince to meet with the courtiers, and in two days In three years, he will definitely be released to take charge of his own affairs, and by then it will be difficult for His Highness to take care of His Highness."

"I know, my eldest brother has taken care of me enough. It's not his job to pave the way for me. I can't take advantage of Brother Wei's things anymore." Song Yuan looked at him: "My eldest brother is in charge of Chao Gang , Mr. Huo should interact with him more, even if he maintains a neutral stance, there is no need to draw a clear line with him on an occasion like today."

Huo Ying shook his head: "Although His Royal Highness is wise, he is not the king I have in mind. In this case, there is no need to make friends in private to express goodwill."

Being able to say this means that he does not regard himself as an outsider. Song Yuan rubbed the wine glass in his hand and smiled.

She understood Huo Ying quite well. The former crown prince's heir intended to rebel, and Mu's suicide forced Huo Ying to withdraw from the investigation. This time, the affairs in the northwest were verified by the yamen, and Emperor Hongming was not allowed to enter the northwest for detailed investigation. Prince Song Chun acquiesced. , this blatant show of favoritism is detrimental to the dignity of the Tingwei Mansion, which prides itself on impartiality in enforcing the law, and he naturally cannot accept it.

However, the former prince must be eliminated, otherwise the former prince's popularity will come back if the Hong Ming Emperor makes any mistakes while he is in power.

This was a threat to Emperor Hongming, and it was even more of a threat to them.

This is also the reason for suppressing everything in the northwest. If the Tingwei Mansion were to go to the northwest to investigate, I'm afraid Song Chun would be dirty. He is the current prince, and he has a reputation as a virtuous and open-minded person. If he is really found to be in bad shape, How can all the officials surrender?

"Your Highness, can you please tell me what you have done that violates national laws and human ethics?" Huo Ying was a little drunk. Half of the wine bottle placed in front of him was gone in an instant, and some was spilled on his clothes. The wine made her slightly wet.

Song Yuan thought about it seriously: "Yes, I paid a bribe. Does Mr. Huo want to investigate me?"

"Why bribe?" Huo Ying laughed, with a look of disbelief: "Your Highness, please don't lie to me."

"In order to ensure that merchants' grain and grass can enter the northwest smoothly, I paid bribes in cotton in private, and the amount was quite large."

He frowned and muttered for a while while holding the wine bottle: "When you wake up tomorrow, I will investigate carefully." "Okay." Song Yuan looked at him confidently, and before he finished counting in his heart, Huo Ying leaned on the table. .

Song Yuan stood up from the table and poked him on the shoulder: "Master Huo? Huo Ying? Tsk~ This wine has a strong aftertaste. It's strange that you can remember it tomorrow. Someone, come and take Master Huo back to Tingwei Mansion."

After saying that, she yawned lazily, threw her arms and went back to the house to rest.

The next day, she slept soundly until three o'clock in the morning. After opening the tent, the sunlight shining into the room dazzled her eyes. Song Yuan raised her hand to block it. Although she didn't drink much yesterday, her head hurt now. I couldn't raise my strength, so I hung by the bed for a long time before getting up to change clothes.

The people waiting outside heard the noise and hurriedly opened the door and came in. They were two maids who looked honest and steady. They stood upright, with their heads lowered. They saluted first, and then called the maid outside to bring the hot water and green salt for washing. Bring them all up.

These people were specially selected by Xiao Shen to take care of Song Yuan's daily life when new people were brought into the palace. They were strict and measured in speech, and Chunyang had already explained all of Song Yuan's habits.

She has already been crowned. If there is no maid around to serve her, it will not look good to the outside world. Moreover, she is not knowledgeable about the love affairs between men and women, which makes Song Chun very distressed. He also tactfully mentioned it to Xiao Shen once, in order to Without causing any trouble, it's time to switch from taking care of her daily life to being a maid.

After washing up, Song Yuan still had a headache. She leaned on the rocking chair and rubbed her head. The maid immediately came over and asked softly: "Slave, please rub it for Your Highness."

"No need." She didn't like strangers touching her.

The maid didn't say anything. She turned around and brought a hot handkerchief to her forehead. Song Yuan didn't refuse and leaned against it quietly. Her headache was relieved a lot.

"Your Highness." The aunt in charge of the mansion came, holding a thick book in her hand: "The gifts sent by each mansion yesterday have been registered and made into a book. Please take a look at them."

Song Yuan slowly opened her eyes and frowned as she looked at the thick book in the hands of the steward aunt. There was no mistress in the house to take care of the chores in the house, so she had to personally take care of everything. She couldn't just ignore it.

What a hassle.

Silently feeling disgusted in her heart, she lazily reached out for the book and flipped through it: "There are quite a lot of things. This is also the first human relationship I have recorded here. You must remember it clearly. If you have any dealings with people, you should think carefully and don't do something stupid like returning things to their original owners."

The steward's aunt quickly responded: "Yes, I will definitely remember it clearly."

"There are also gifts from the palace, which must be stored properly. They are all gifts from the emperor. You cannot give away the gifts from the emperor. Picking a few suitable ones and displaying them will not be a waste of the elders' good intentions." Song Yuan Returning the booklet to her: "Go ahead."

The steward's aunt quickly stepped back, and the hot handkerchief on her forehead became a little cold. Song Yuan simply got up and moved around. Several maids were waiting quietly in the corridor. Song Yuan looked at them several times, and she became more and more uncomfortable.

"Where's Wei Yan? Call him."

(End of this chapter)