Chapter 207: Wei Cui’s Worry
“Wei Cui asked His Majesty to arrange a marriage for Wei Jiao and you…”
Although in the Imperial Palace, Yang Luo had just received the news.
Mo Zheng accompanied Princess Wuyang, Yang Luo comforted the Prince of Linhai, and only in the afternoon did she have time to learn the news.
“His Majesty said this was Wei Cui’s absurd statement, no need to pay attention, no need to let Miss Yang know.”
The eunuch who came to report said respectfully.
But to Yang Luo and Mo Zheng, this was far from just an absurd statement.
Yang Luo looked nervous.
“What does this mean?”
Mo Zheng was not nervous and even smiled as she corrected: “It’s to arrange a marriage for Wei Jiao and Miss Yang.”
Yang Luo couldn’t smile and asked in a low voice: “Does he know Miss Yang is a princess, or does he know Miss Yang is you?”
She paced back and forth, clutching her hands.
“Earlier we suspected Wei Cui was the one pursuing and killing you, Uncle Hong and the others went to investigate, could it be that we startled the snake and he found out?”
Mo Zheng smiled and had her sit down: “Don’t be nervous first, don’t disrupt your own formation.”
Yang Luo took several deep breaths and sat down, looking at Mo Zheng and nodding.
“What did Wei Cui’s people say to His Majesty?” Mo Zheng asked.
“Wei Cui’s people said they heard that last time Wei Jiao saved Miss Yang at the palace banquet.” Yang Luo relayed, “Pleased yet worried.”
Mo Zheng smiled and asked: “I understand pleased, meaning the son can save someone, the father is very proud, what about worried?”
Yang Luo looked at her, her expression complex: “Worried his son’s reputation would be damaged.”
Mo Zheng laughed heartily.
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“That day Miss Yang fell into the water, Wei Jiao pulled her up, both with disheveled clothes, skin touching skin, seen by many people.”
“Someone even shouted that it was scandalous at the time.”
“So Wei Cui is very worried about his son, afraid that in the future no woman would be willing to marry him.”
At this point, Marquis Yichun laughed heartily, looking at Zhu Yunxiao standing before him.
Having learned the news from Duke Yongwu, Zhu Yunxiao didn’t wait for Marquis Yichun to send someone to find him; he came to the door himself and waited until Marquis Yichun returned home.
“This kind of scene, this kind of result, was originally prepared by this marquis for you, but unexpectedly let that old thing Wei Cui pick up the bargain.”
Zhu Yunxiao couldn’t laugh.
“He must have heard the news too, knows Miss Yang is His Majesty’s own daughter.” He said, a hint of disgust between his brows, “This old thing is really dreaming.”
What kind of thing is that notorious madman Wei Jiao!
Marquis Yichun smiled: “Not necessarily dreaming, the rivers and mountains under heaven have finally stabilized, His Majesty does not wish for war again, he wants to win over Wei Cui wholeheartedly, since Wei Cui refuses to accept His Majesty’s enfeoffment as king or marquis, forming a marriage alliance with him is not bad either, the previous three princesses, the Emperor hesitated to choose, afraid of losing face, now this Miss Yang is just right, she is a princess, but without princess status, satisfies what Wei Cui wants, and does not lose face.”
He laughed heartily again as he spoke.
“When I heard it, I thought this proposal was good, but Wei Cui’s people came at a bad time, the Emperor was in a temper, and with the Imperial Consort just dead in the palace, how could the Emperor discuss marriage, he berated Wei Cui’s people and drove them away.”
Zhu Yunxiao looked at Marquis Yichun: “This is only suitable for His Majesty, what does it have to do with the marquis?”
At this point he let out an oh.
“Not necessarily unrelated to the marquis, in the future if Wei Cui helps Miss Yang’s mother pursue the status of principal wife, the marquis and the Empress will have to serve tea to Duke Ding’an’s Family.”
Chai Yuan had been listening quietly on the side, because Marquis Yichun warned him recently to go out less and speak less, but at this point he could no longer hold back.
“You good Zhu Yunxiao—” He stood up and shouted.
Marquis Yichun glared at him: “Sit down.”
Chai Yuan could only swallow the words at his lips and sat down hatefully.
“Young Lord Zhu doesn’t need to mock me like this.” Marquis Yichun said, “Of course I know, you father and son are much more obedient than Wei Cui father and son.”
Zhu Yunxiao didn’t care about such humiliating words.
“I will recommend you to His Majesty.” Marquis Yichun continued, and with a faint smile, “But what about disposing of your fiancée?”
Zhu Yunxiao bowed: “Thank you, Marquis, I will dispose of her soon.”
With that, he took leave and left.
Watching Zhu Yunxiao leave, Chai Yuan spat: “This wolf-hearted, dog-lunged thing.”
“I don’t want his heart or lungs, no matter what heart or lungs he has.” Marquis Yichun said, and smiled again, “Zhu Yunxiao is too anxious, actually His Majesty will not let this Miss Yang marry Wei Jiao.”
He lowered his eyes to look at the desk.
For a woman already dead, the Emperor really killed Imperial Consort Li, no matter what, Imperial Consort Li’s father had truly helped him, and Imperial Consort Li had borne him two children…
Now with the rivers and mountains under heaven secured, what was once lost has become the Emperor’s obsession.
Very well, the Emperor going mad from obsession and eliminating the Li Clan is only beneficial to their Chai Clan, no harm.
“You don’t need to worry about these matters.” Marquis Yichun looked at Chai Yuan, “The most important thing now is for you to take people and carefully investigate the private schools supported by the Li Clan, and those scholars, what they have done and said, and their enemies and relatives, investigate everything carefully.”
With that he instructed again.
“Be careful and cautious, don’t give them the chance to spread rumors and stir up trouble to deceive the people under heaven, don’t let them ruin these rivers and mountains.”
These rivers and mountains could also be considered their Chai Clan’s.
Chai Yuan stood up: “Father, rest assured.”
He clenched his hands with a creaking sound.
Even without evidence, he would smash the evidence onto Li Xuan!
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The news that Wei Cui sent people to ask the Emperor to arrange a marriage did not cause much commotion.
His Majesty lost his temper and berated Wei Cui’s people and drove them out, everyone laughed it off and paid no more attention.
Now there was the Imperial Consort’s funeral to handle, White Horse Town case to investigate, Border Army to investigate, both the inner palace and the court were busy.
Because of the Imperial Consort’s mourning, the princesses’ schooling was temporarily suspended.
Of course, Princess Pingcheng would not come to keep vigil for the Imperial Consort, she came to offer incense and left.
“What about Yang Luo?”
Princess Wuyang, because of the fright, also did not come early to keep vigil, slept until the sun was high before coming, upon entering she scanned around and saw the Prince of Linhai, Li Family people, palace maids, eunuchs, rear palace imperial concubines, Duke Ding’an’s Mansion people… a large crowd, but no one she wanted to see.
“This morning His Majesty had Miss Yang return to the National Academy.” Duke Ding’an’s Wife stood up to answer.
Princess Wuyang was astonished: “My mother consort died for her, how can she not keep vigil?”
With that she looked toward Madam Li.
“Aunt and uncle, aren’t you going to do anything?”
Madam Li looked mournful and before she could speak, Yang Hui’s voice came first.
“It is His Majesty’s command.” She knelt sitting on the ground, her expression smug, “His Majesty said she is a libationer disciple, cannot delay classes, let her offer incense for the Imperial Consort at the National Academy.”
Princess Wuyang was about to say something when Madam Li pulled her aside a few steps and said in a low voice: “His Majesty said because those assassins were coming to kill Yang Luo, so not letting her stay in the palace, sending her to the National Academy, this is also for everyone’s safety.”
This explanation made sense, because of this Yang Luo there had been two assassins in the palace, but… Princess Wuyang looked at the palace hall draped in white mourning, and always felt more afraid without Yang Luo here.
Watching Madam Li take Princess Wuyang away, no longer coming back to argue, Duke Ding’an’s Wife breathed a sigh of relief and knelt back onto the cushion.
Speaking of which, she was also indignant.
The Imperial Consort died for Yang Luo, the Emperor called their whole family, saying the Yang Family is one, all owe the Imperial Consort, so all must come keep vigil.
Yet Yang Luo did not need to come.
The thought flashed as she looked at Yang Hui beside her.
Ah, this time Yang Hui’s reaction was different from before, when the Emperor’s decree came, she obediently came.
Moreover, with Yang Luo not coming, she had no complaint at all.
Keeping vigil here was very uncomfortable, yet Yang Hui looked quite happy.
She couldn’t help reaching out to feel her daughter’s forehead, could it be that coming to this place she was rushed by something unclean…
“Ah, Mother, what are you doing.” Yang Hui angrily shook her off.
Nothing wrong, temper still so bad, Duke Ding’an’s Wife asked in a low voice: “Why aren’t you angry that Yang Luo didn’t come?”
Yang Hui lowered her voice: “Mother, what are you confused about, can Yang Luo be the same as us?”
Duke Ding’an’s Wife glared at her, signaling to keep voice down.
After the rumor that Yang Luo was the Emperor’s daughter spread, Yang Hui naturally heard it and went to question her parents.
Duke Ding’an’s Wife couldn’t hold back for a moment and admitted it.
But she repeatedly warned Yang Hui not to speak of this outside, because His Majesty hadn’t acknowledged it, if they said it they would anger His Majesty.
Yang Hui indeed held it in with her mouth, but obviously not with her behavior.
“Not just different from us.” Yang Hui continued, glancing at Princess Wuyang beside her.
Different from these princesses too.
But the same as Princess Pingcheng!
No, Yang Luo was even more impressive than Princess Pingcheng.
Princess Pingcheng at least had to come offer a stick of incense, Yang Luo didn’t even need to come!
New month, new plot in progress.
