Red Mansion, Ningfu Scholarly Family

Chapter 321 The Great Master of Book of Rites

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"Everyone, go away. Your Majesty is blessed by heaven, and nothing will happen to him."

Ye Xiang waved his hand, dispersed the crowd and fell into deep thought.

Now that He Qiuyuan committed suicide out of fear of punishment, the matter of falsely reporting military achievements should not implicate him. The only difference is that he has lost a great general, and his chances of winning against that old fox Jia Jing will be reduced in the future.

We have to start somewhere else...

Which prince should I support?
The eldest prince has gone to the northwest and is out of reach, so it is hard to say what will happen to him. The young prince is too young and it is too troublesome to support him.

The Third Prince may seem to be a low-key person, but he actually has great ambitions. If he is secretly supporting us...

"Somebody come!"

"master."

"Go and make the arrangements. I want to meet the Third Prince secretly tonight."

"Yes……"

"Prime Minister Ye wants to see me?"

The third prince was suspicious at first, then he was overjoyed!

In an instant, he seemed to understand Ye Xiang's good intentions. Was his refusal to marry him just a trick?

Indeed, he is very shrewd.

As night falls, an inconspicuous teahouse in the south of Kyoto.

"Meet Ye Xiang."

The third prince did not dare to be arrogant at all. He stepped forward and bowed as soon as they met.

Ye Xiang was very satisfied with the Third Prince's attitude, and returned the greeting: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

"I've caught a cold lately and I don't dare to go into the palace to visit the emperor. I can only resort to this last resort. I hope the Third Prince won't mind."

The Third Prince was not surprised, and said hurriedly: "Prime Minister Ye has devoted himself to the country and made great contributions. I respect him very much. Father also often said that the country cannot be without Prime Minister Ye for a day."

"I am ashamed, ashamed." Ye Lian was humble and asked with a worried look on his face: "How is the emperor's dragon body now?"

The Third Prince said, "The Imperial Physician said that there is nothing serious, but he just needs to rest for a while and can't continue to work hard."

Ye Xiang said with emotion: "The diligence of our emperor is rare in ancient and modern times, which really makes us, as his subjects, ashamed."

"...Yes, father is just too hardworking. He takes care of everything and that's why he has a headache. We dare not advise him, so we hope that Prime Minister Ye can give him a few more words of advice. I will be very grateful." The third prince bowed.

After hearing this, Ye Xiang nodded slightly: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will persuade the Emperor to take care of himself even if I die!"

Well, this third prince is pretty good.

If he becomes emperor in the future, he will definitely delegate power.

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"The Emperor fainted again!?"

Jia Rong also got the news at home, and couldn't help but sigh: Emperor Anping is too tired. It's only been a few months, and he has fainted twice from exhaustion.

Of course, it could also be because of anger or anxiety.

After all, the defeat in the northwest was quite tragic. If things go wrong, they might lose cities and territories, which would have a great impact on Emperor Anping.

However, this has little to do with the Jia family for the time being. In fact, because Zhao Quan ran to the northwest to supervise the army, the Jinyiwei directly transferred the case of Nan'an Prince's Mansion to the Ministry of Justice.

As everyone knows, people in the Ministry of Justice are most afraid of getting into trouble. Once they are involved in the secrets of wealthy families in royal palaces, their IQs immediately drop from detectives to ordinary people. As the saying goes, less trouble is worse than more. We don't want to cause trouble, and trouble shouldn't cause us.

However, for safety reasons, Jia Rong still decided to go to Prince Nan'an's Mansion again to take a look, just in case he really found out something.

"Senior Sister Mu, are you free today?"

Jia Rong asked outside the window.

"Yes."

Senior Sister Mu agreed from outside.

After she came to the Jia Mansion, she was very well-behaved and did two things all day long. One was to learn needlework from Qingwen, and the other was to do needlework herself.

Prepare to discard the knife and pick up the needle.

Jia Rong pushed the door open and walked out of the room, gently waving the fan in his hand: "Then let's go to the Nan'an Palace."

"it is good."

Senior Sister Mu stood up and followed Jia Rong.

"Aren't you going to take a sword?" Jia Rong turned around and asked curiously.

"Take it."

Senior Sister Mu said casually. Jia Rong looked at her carefully and said, "Take it? Where is it hidden?"

Senior Sister Mu tilted her head slightly. She felt that Jia Rong was a little bit dishonest and it made her uncomfortable. "Don't worry about it. Are you going or not?"

"go."

Jia Rong knew that he was being a little rude, so he quickly withdrew his gaze, acting like a modest gentleman.

Senior Sister Mu almost burst out laughing.

This guy is still pretending.

How can it be considered respectful if he even marries his own aunt?

"Mr. Rong, you take the carriage, and I will follow you outside."

"can."

Jia Rong sat on the horse steadily, not caring about Senior Sister Mu's slight coldness.

Although I am somewhat interested in your ability to hide the sword, that's all. I have no intention of delving into it further.

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Not long after, the two arrived at the Nan'an Palace, ostensibly to pay tribute to Prince Mu Feng. Although they had already done so that day, it would not be a bad idea to do so again.

After the worship, I found that Prince Beijing was also there.

"Shunzhi, you're here too." Prince Beijing smiled slightly, then looked at Senior Sister Mu behind Jia Rong and smiled even more meaningfully, whispering, "Changed one? You're so lucky."

"I've been feeling a little unwell these days, so I changed it temporarily." Jia Rong secretly gave Prince Beijing a look that showed he understood.

Prince Beijing was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to understand. He could only say that he was worthy of being the third place winner in the imperial examination who specialized in reading "Book of Rites"!
To know is to know more.

Senior Sister Mu, who had better hearing, almost collapsed.

Xiaoxiao, this is the person you want to be with for the rest of your life? How can you bear it?
"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" Jia Rong asked in confusion when he saw Prince Beijing's strange look.

"It's nothing. Detective Zhao from the Ministry of Justice is investigating a case. Would you like to come and take a look?" Prince Beijing said seriously.

"No." Jia Rong waved his hand and said, "I still have to go in to see my aunt, so I won't get involved in the investigation."

"it is good."

Prince Beijing nodded and walked towards the outer room, while Jia Rong greeted people and went through the hanging flower gate to see Yuanchun.

"Brother Rong, you are here."

Yuanchun first ordered Baoqin to serve tea, and then asked her to guard outside the door.

"Aunt, you have lost a lot of weight recently, so you must take care of yourself." Jia Rong looked at Yuanchun and said with concern.

Yuanchun touched her face and smiled helplessly: "I have to eat less and lose weight. Otherwise, such a big thing happened at home. The old lady and the wife are all sick, and I am still rosy-cheeked. It's not right."

Yuanchun's life was so tragic. She originally thought that she would be happier if she escaped from the cage of the palace and married into the Prince of Nan'an's Mansion, but who knew that this would be the result in the end.

For a moment, Jia Rong's heart was filled with pity.

"My aunt has been wronged. Wait for me to talk to Grandpa and see if we can find a way to bring my aunt home."

"I... am not suffering, except for one thing." Yuanchun said as she suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Jia Rong's hand, pleading in her eyes, "Please ask for mercy from my aunt and let the lady out. She is old and I am afraid she can't stand being in the small Buddhist temple."

"it is good."

Jia Rong got excited and agreed.

Hey!
Anyway, Madam Wang is no longer a threat and Wang Ziteng is almost finished. Even if the case of falsely reporting military achievements is no longer pursued, he will still be sent to jail for the crime of losing cities and territory.

Just come out.

"Thank you, Rong'er." Yuanchun said with tears in her eyes.

"What are you talking about, aunt? We are a family."

"Ok!"

Yuanchun nodded, then realized that she was still holding Jia Rong's hand. Her face unconsciously flushed, and she quickly tried to take it away, but suddenly realized that it was not her who was holding Jia Rong, but Jia Rong who was holding her!
"Aunt, I, um, am rude."

Seeing Yuanchun's shocked expression, Jia Rong quickly let go of Aunt Yuanchun, his face a little red, like a child who had done something wrong.

Yuanchun had been in the palace for several years, what had she not seen? She was nervous and excited and comforted Jia Rong: "Rong'er, it's okay, you... I am your aunt." Yuanchun suddenly felt that her words were a little incoherent, and she even didn't know what she was saying.

"I know."

"Don't worry, auntie. I'm studying the Book of Rites."

"Um……!"

Yuanchun nodded awkwardly, and quickly turned her head to change the subject: "I heard from the old lady that the Prince of Nan'an is coming back from Southern Xinjiang!"

"Oh, by water or by land?"

Jia Rong's expression gradually became serious.

(End of this chapter)