Wei Ci got up and bade farewell. He stopped in front of the tent and said, "I will not hide Huang Song's past from you, my lord."
It was true that Cheng Jing was Wei Ci's eldest senior brother, but Jiang Pengji was Wei Ci's lord and true love. There was a distinction between close and distant, and there was a distinction between public and private interests.
"It's fine."
Cheng Jing closed his eyes lightly. He was not surprised by Wei Ci's choice. It would be strange if Wei Ci helped Huang Song hide the truth.
Countless thoughts flashed through Wei Ci's mind. The scenes of his previous life flashed past his eyes quickly, and finally turned into a sigh.
In his previous life, he had been very curious as to why Huang Song, who was only the son of a eunuch, was favored by Cheng Jing, and the Cheng clan did not object.
Unfortunately, they were not fated to be brothers. Wei Ci did not even make it to Cheng Jing's funeral, much less seek Cheng Jing to resolve his doubts.
If Huang Song was a descendant of the previous dynasty's imperial family, everything would make sense.
Wei Ci hurriedly went to look for Jiang Pengji. She had just finished bathing and was dressed in moon-white pajamas with a large, warm cloak draped over her shoulders. Her long, jet-black hair was steaming and fragrant after a bath. When Wei Ci walked over, she was sitting on the couch, wiping her wet hair with her body turned sideways.
"What is it, Zixiao?"
Jiang Pengji twisted the ends of her hair with a dry towel as she tilted her head and asked Wei Ci.
Under the illumination of the orange-yellow candlelight, Jiang Pengji's side profile seemed to have a gentle filter. The gentle color of her brows and eyes made Wei Ci's heart beat wildly.
Wei Ci pretended to be calm as he bowed with his hands clasped in front and greeted respectfully. Only then did he open his mouth to explain the purpose of his visit.
His eyes were fixed on Jiang Pengji's hair. She looked at her wet hair, then at Wei Ci, and handed him the cloth.
Wei Ci was stunned on the spot for a while. He went forward and half-knelt beside her. He raised his hand to take the towel from her hand and carefully wiped her wet hair.
His movements were very gentle, as if every strand of hair was a treasure to him. In comparison, Jiang Pengji's movements were much rougher.
"Just now, I went to visit Senior Brother Cheng Jing. During our conversation, I heard a piece of news. My lord should also listen to it."
Jiang Pengji casually crossed her legs and rested her elbows on her knees. She looked relaxed.
"News? What kind of news is so important that you have to come all the way here, and at this time? "
If it was not important news, why would Wei Ci look for her at such an ambiguous time?
Wasn't this sending the 'quack' to the tiger's den?
Wei Ci said, "Regarding Huang Song's past."
Jiang Pengji frowned and asked in confusion, "Bogao's past? Is there anything special about his background? "
She didn't have any opinions about family status, but she also knew that Huang Song's family background was very criticized. Could it be that there was a twist in this?
Wei Ci said softly, "On the surface, Huang Song is the step-grandson of Dongqing's Minister Huang Tan. He comes from the Yuan family, but there's more to it than meets the eye. According to his senior apprentice brother, Huang Song's ancestor was actually the Empress Concubine of the last emperor of the Grand Xia Empire. Back then, the Xia Kingdom was destroyed and the world was divided into five parts. The royal family was almost completely wiped out. Only the Cheng Clan's ancestor remembered old kindness and risked his life to bring the infant Empress Concubine out of the palace, placing her in the Cheng Clan's branch family to raise. Many years later, this Empress Concubine married into the Yuan Clan. The branch emperor concubine belongs to is Huang Song's branch, so he is a descendant of the imperial family. "
Jiang Pengji said, "Why haven't I heard of this?"
Wei Ci combed her wet hair with his fingers and said, "Once the identity of being a descendant of the Xia Kingdom's imperial family gets out, it will definitely lead to the destruction of the clan. It's reasonable for the Cheng Clan to keep it a secret. My senior brother assisted Huang Song. Huang Song's identity is also part of the reason. "
Jiang Pengji recalled Cheng Jing's temperament. Wei Ci's words were 90% true.
However —
Jiang Pengji said, "The founder of the Xia Kingdom's imperial family was also of humble origin, right? Cheng Jing is so persistent about being a descendant of the Xia Kingdom's imperial family? It doesn't make sense. "
In terms of background, Huang Song was also a distance away from being "orthodox."
Wei Ci knew that some parts of his lord's history weren't very good, but he wasn't surprised. Instead, he considerately and attentively explained to her, "My lord, you may not know this, but although the founder of the Xia Kingdom's imperial family was of humble origin, his ancestors were also illustrious and wealthy.
According to the history of this time and space, the recent history included the chaotic times of the 16 kingdoms, the Xia Kingdom, the five kingdoms, and the current chaotic times.
Before the 16 kingdoms, the Central Plains had also been unified for 367 years, and it was called "Beichen."
The genealogy of the Xia Kingdom's imperial family could be traced back to the Beichen royal family. The history of the Cheng Clan's prosperity was also calculated from the period when Beichen was prosperous.
Jiang Pengji listened carefully and laughed. "I didn't expect Bogao to have such an ancestor. Does he know about this?"
Wei Ci shook his head and said, "Most likely he doesn't know. If he knew, he would have used this to change the public's opinion."
In an era that was particular about one's background, it was better to rely on one's ancestors. Even if one's ancestor had long passed away, he could still protect his descendants in public opinion. If Huang Song could be blessed with this huge halo, why would he have to bear the stigma of being the grandson of a eunuch for so many years?
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "If I were Bogao, even if I knew, I wouldn't say anything."
Wei Ci asked, "Why?"
Jiang Pengji said, "How could such an important card be revealed from the beginning? The world's evaluation of him is so unbearable. Even if he can dig out the genealogy to prove his identity, outsiders won't believe it. They will only believe in the facts that they have determined. Instead, they will slander Huang Song for using unscrupulous means to build up support and slander his ancestors. When he has a certain level of success and can look down on others, it will be better to reveal it. "
No matter how good the card was, it still depended on the timing.
That was what he said, but Huang Song really did not know about this. Cheng Jing also planned to reveal it when the time was right.
However …
Cheng Jing could not wait for this opportunity.
Jiang Pengji raised her hand and tucked her long hair behind her ear. A faint smile hung at the corner of her lips, as if she did not take Wei Ci's news to heart.
Wei Ci asked, "How do you plan to deal with Huang Song, my lord?"
Jiang Pengji said, "He's a friend, after all. I don't plan to kill him. The decision of how to deal with him lies in his own hands. "
"Do you mean to let him go, my lord?" Wei Ci's hand paused. "If you don't pull out the roots, my lord knows … there will be endless trouble in the future."
Jiang Pengji played with her hair and said with a smile, "Naturally, I won't let him go so easily. There is no free lunch in this world. If he wants to protect the lives of himself and his family, he has to pay a price. I guarantee that he will not become a threat to me in the future. "
There was only one life. If it was gone, it would be gone. It all depended on whether Huang Song was willing to pay for it.
A trace of doubt flashed in Wei Ci's eyes. He did not know what his lord had thought of.
"I plan to have a talk with Bogao. If he agrees, what's wrong with me letting him go? If he doesn't agree, I will give him a dignified death for the sake of our friendship in the past. "Jiang Pengji grabbed her half-dry hair." By the way, what's Cheng Jing's attitude? "
Wei Ci said vaguely, "He supports the orthodoxy."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and asked in return, "What if I become the orthodoxy?"
Wei Ci said, "I'll be at your command, my lord."
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