Chapter 48: One Night Passes
After reasoning with them emotionally and logically, Wei Jiao no longer kept his family members locked up and sent them back home.
Wei Jiao came to the capital at thirteen to study, and Wei Cui bought him a courtyard house.
However, at this moment, looking at the cyan and ancient mansion in front of him, Seventh Master Wei looked surprised.
“This was our Wei Clan’s mansion back then!” he said.
Back then referred to the time of Emperor Ai of the previous dynasty.
Zhao Tan summoned the Wei Clan to the capital, the three brothers were granted high official positions and generous salaries, and the Wei Clan’s reputation went from prominent in Longxi to the capital city.
But not long after, Zhao Tan became jealous of the Wei Clan, killed Wei Er and Wei San, Wei Da luckily escaped, and thus the Wei Clan and Zhao Tan had an irreconcilable enmity, raised troops to attack, and of course Zhao Tan also hated the Wei Clan extremely.
“I thought the mansion had already been destroyed.” Seventh Master Wei sighed.
“How could it be.” Wei Jiao smiled gently beside him, “Zhao Tan hated my father, but liked my mother.”
Seventh Master Wei almost blurted out a curse.
The faces of the others beside him turned all colors, and Wei Xu, who had woken up after being beaten and was being supported, nearly fainted again.
This, this, what kind of talk!
How could he, he, say such words!
This was outside the door, on the street!
Did he have no father, no mother, no shame in his eyes!!
Seventh Master Wei wanted to curse and scold, but considering Wei Jiao’s madness, he was afraid he would say even crazier things…
For a moment, everyone seemed to turn into mutes, only Wei Jiao smiling gently.
“Go, go in.” Seventh Master Wei gritted his teeth and spoke again.
“Go in, Paternal Uncle, you didn’t even have the qualification to enter our Wei Clan’s main residence before.” Wei Jiao enthusiastically gestured invitingly, “Second Uncle and Third Uncle died, my father lost his left and right arms, the main residence declined, and had to start heavily using you all.”
This time Wei Xu really held his breath and fainted, held tightly by two servants.
Seventh Master Wei closed his eyes, cursed viciously in his heart a few times, told himself he heard nothing, lifted his foot, and walked inside with his head down.
But Wei Jiao turned and walked outward.
“Eh?” Seventh Master Wei turned to look at him.
“I’m not staying here.” Wei Jiao smiled, then took the horse handed over by an Embroidered Uniform Guard, mounted it, “After all, it’s a haunted house, I’m afraid.”
With that, he waved his hand, spurred the horse to gallop, Embroidered Uniform Guards clustered behind, and in a blink disappeared from Seventh Master Wei and the others’ gaze.
“That damn little bastard—” a servant finally couldn’t hold back and cursed.
Seventh Master Wei heavily exhaled, closed his eyes: “Alright, stop cursing, we’ve seen what he’s like at home long ago.”
“Didn’t the letter say the illness was cured?” another servant said, looking again toward the direction Wei Jiao disappeared, “This looks clearly even more serious.”
Another servant said in a low voice: “I think he’s deliberately not letting us see His Majesty.”
Seventh Master Wei exhaled again and waved his hand: “If he won’t let us see His Majesty, then we won’t, the Great General is his father, His Majesty is taboo about the Great General, he won’t get good fruit either.”
At this point he paused, lowering his voice.
“And we came here for other things to do.”
With that he waved his hand.
“Go in.”
Just now Wei Jiao had already unlocked the door, two servants stepped forward to push, the heavy main gate slowly opened….
Dust from the top of the door immediately sprinkled down.
The few who stepped through the door were immediately choked and coughing, hurriedly waving their sleeves to cover mouth and nose.
“This, damn—”
Past the flying dust, they saw inside a wasteland, courtyard overgrown with weeds.
“How to live here—”
“Isn’t there a new residence? Let’s go live in the new residence—”
Listening to the cursing and shouting beside his ears, Seventh Master Wei closed his eyes again, because of the flying dust didn’t dare breathe deeply, only shallowly exhaled.
“Stop shouting.” he said, waved his hand, after the long journey without any fatigue, now in just a short day, face full of exhaustion, “Go to the street and hire people to clean up.”
This night clearly wouldn’t sleep well.
Morning light once again shone over the land.
After a good night’s sleep, Yang Luo was full of energy as she walked out the door.
Mo Zheng had already brought the carriage and horses from next door’s braised meat couple’s home.
The couple also stood in the doorway, watching Yang Luo get on the carriage.
“Young Lady, study hard.” the woman still said smilingly.
Yang Luo smiled her thanks without saying more and directly got on the carriage.
Mo Zheng had become familiar with the couple because of borrowing their courtyard, but as the young lady of the main family, now still using someone else’s identity, better to speak less.
The carriage left the alley, Mo Zheng cracked the whip to urge the horse, trotting along the morning street.
The National Academy became lively once again.
Today was the first day the princess and her companions came to read.
The Imperial Guard once again put the National Academy under martial law.
The carriage drove into the special area for parking carriages and horses, Yang Luo lifted the carriage curtain and got off.
“Dismissal will be in the afternoon.” she said to Mo Zheng, “Don’t wait here bored, go home.”
Mo Zheng shook the horse whip, neither agreeing nor disagreeing: “Young Lady doesn’t need to worry about me, just study well.”
Yang Luo smiled and said no more, took out the small mirror to check her face, confirmed her makeup, then picked up her book bag and went toward the National Academy.
Mo Zheng leaned against the carriage, watching Yang Luo walk to the doorway, palace maids and instructor still seriously verifying identities.
After Yang Luo went in, carriages continued to arrive one after another, the ten selected young ladies entered one after another, finally the palace procession escorted the carriages of the three princesses.
And coming with the princesses’ carriages was another carriage, before it even stopped steadily, someone jumped down from it, nearly falling, then in a fluster ran toward the princesses’ imperial carriage.
Seeing this gorgeously dressed young lady running, Mo Zheng narrowed her eyes and tsked softly.
Impressive, impressive, the young ladies are all very impressive.
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“Yang Hui!”
“Why are you here?”
The place where the princesses and companions had class was still that palace from the exam.
Before the princesses arrived, the young ladies who entered one after another greeted each other and gathered chatting and laughing, the hall very lively, when the palace maids announced the princesses’ arrival, everyone quieted to prepare to pay respects, but upon seeing the person following beside the princesses, immediately became noisy again.
Yang Hui stood at Princess Pingcheng’s side, expression smug, enjoying everyone’s shock.
Oh, right, and one more person.
She hurriedly looked past everyone, saw Yang Luo standing at the end.
This young lady from some countryside academy, appearance still unremarkable, face wooden…
Surprisingly no shocked expression?
Scared silly, huh.
Yang Hui snorted inwardly, though no evidence, she always felt it was this person who stole her original spot.
But stole it so what? She still came.
She was the young lady of Duke Ding’an’s Mansion, whatever she wanted she got, not something this countryside young lady could compare to!
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Seeing Yang Hui appear again and closely following beside Princess Pingcheng, Yang Luo was of course shocked, but more excited.
In that life she was confined in the mansion, knew nothing of the outside, now observing with someone else’s identity, sure enough she could see things she couldn’t before.
The National Academy Libationer personally ruled Yang Hui failed, yet Yang Hui could still enter as princess companion, who could achieve that?
Why value Yang Hui so much, value Duke Ding’an’s Mansion so much?
This valuing, related to how she was killed in that life?
