The Gu Family happily ate dinner. Everyone had a smile on their faces. Even Gu Zhong's fat and greasy face was full of happiness. However, halfway through the meal, Wu Chenglu came again.
"Wu Gong-gong, why are you here again? Can the Emperor give me a reward in one go? "Huarong giggled.
"The Princess loves to joke." Wu Chenglu thought. Speaking of the Emperor like this, was she not afraid of death? Oh, yes, she was not afraid of death.
With a smile on his face, he cupped his hands to the elders of the Gu Family. He walked to the front of the Wu Clan and said: "Congratulations, Furen."
"Gonggong is too polite." The Wu Clan returned the greeting.
"The Emperor thinks that Consort Xian is not cultured enough and does not understand poetry. He sent me here to pass the imperial edict. He wants Furen to be Consort Xian's teacher and teach her poetry."
Huarong laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, can I call Consort Xian shijie in the future?"
"Logically, you can." Wu Chenglu also couldn't help but laugh, "This is an imperial edict. Furen, take care of it. I have to go back and serve the Emperor, so I won't stay any longer."
The Wu Clan held the imperial edict for a long time. The Old Man was puzzled and asked: "Why does the Emperor want to slap Consort Xian's face like this?"
"It must be because she asked me to go greet her this morning. The Emperor is angry. Humph." Huarong took the Wu Clan's arm to please, "Mother, give Consort Xian more homework in the future. Let her write until she starts to doubt her life."
"You, your grandmother is asking what the Emperor is planning by forcing us to have a relationship with Consort Xian." The Wu Clan shook her head and poked her forehead again.
Hua Rong rubbed his forehead and pretended not to care. "What can I do? Anin, I heard that most of the people in the court are the Ninth Prince's people. The Emperor is using you to slap Consort Xian's face. It must be because he doesn't want us to be used by the Ninth Prince. He wants Consort Xian to hate us. "
"But why is the Emperor doing this?"
Huarong knew a little about it, but he couldn't say anything now. So he said innocently, "Who cares? Let's eat first."
The old emperor's plans were made clear the next day.
The Eleventh Prince's birth mother, Consort Shu, was conferred the title of Empress, and the Eleventh Prince became Gu Weiren's disciple.
The Imperial Court had been in turmoil for a few days, and the harem was also treacherous. Huarong felt that it was better to stay at home, so he took some time to go back to Zhang Ning Palace, knocked Jiang Mama out, and smuggled her out.
Coincidentally, Zhang Xiaotian and Lin Heqing came to find him. The three rich playboys gathered in the front hall. Lin Heqing chattered non-stop, even more talkative than Shuxiu. Huarong had already lost confidence in him.
"I didn't expect your Gu family to be the descendants of a great poet. No wonder your father's poetry is so good. Eldest Brother, let me tell you, now my grandfather talks about your Brother Seven in front of me every day. Look at Gu Qi, then look at yourself." Lin Heqing felt bitter and resentful. "Eldest Brother, why is your Brother Seven so outstanding? Can writing poetry be used as a meal? "
Huarong forgave him for being noisy because he praised his Brother Seven. "What about the thing I asked you to find out?"
"Oh, oh, we found out." Lin Heqing rushed to answer.
Zhang Xiaotian slapped him, "Did you find out?"
"You told me," Lin Heqing said shamelessly.
"Hurry up and say it." Huarong couldn't wait.
In the end, the shameless Lin Heqing said, "It's said that the Family Lou and the Jiang family have been friends for generations. Lou Yiyang is the eldest son of the first wife of the Family Lou. He was childhood sweethearts with the imperial concubine. After the imperial concubine died, he became depressed. The Emperor didn't like the Family Lou, so the Family Lou moved away. I think they moved back to their ancestral home in Jiangnan."
"Let's go to Jiangnan." Huarong immediately decided to go to Jiangnan.
"Are you serious, Eldest Brother? You're going to Jiangnan just because of a play?" Lin Heqing was speechless. He couldn't believe his ears.
Huarong hit him on the head with his bone fan, "Can't I find a reason to go out?"
"Okay, okay, okay." Lin Heqing shrunk his neck.
Since they had decided, Huarong set off the next day.
But before they left, the Old Man prepared a few carts of gifts, "Crown Prince Zhao was injured because of you. He should go to thank you in person."
Huarong pursed his lips, "Grandmother, he might have implicated me. Why should I thank him? What's the point?"
"You have to go even if you don't want to. Our Gu family is different now. We have to be very careful."
Huarong pointed at the other carts and asked, "What are those?"
"Those are for you to go to Qilin Mountain personally to thank the miracle doctor. Without the miracle doctor, the Crown Prince would have died. Our Gu family and the Zhenguo Mansion will definitely become enemies."
Huarong's eyes lit up. He held the Old Man's arm and said coquettishly, "Grandmother, Anin will go to Qilin Mountain. Can you go to the Zhenguo Mansion?"
"No!" The Old Man refused firmly, "You don't have enough sincerity."
"How is it not enough? I'm a princess conferred by the Emperor. I have to thank the miracle doctor personally for saving my life. It's enough. It's decided. Goodbye, Grandmother. After Anin goes to Qilin Mountain, she will go to Jiangnan to play for a few days. Take care of yourself at home. Anin will bring you gifts when she comes back. "
After he finished speaking, he ordered Zhu Liu and Shuxiu to drive the carriage out, leaving no room for discussion for the Old Man.
"Anin!" The Old Man shook his head, "Let's go to the Duke's Mansion."
Huarong usually hired the best escort in the capital when he went on a long trip. The escort had connections with both the government and the underworld. Moreover, he was skilled in martial arts. He was trustworthy and had a good reputation. Huarong was very assured.
With the experience of the assassination last time, she spent ten times more to hire the best escort this time.
When they arrived at the foot of Qilin Mountain, Mother Jiang finally woke up in the sack. The sack had already been opened, and she stretched out of the sack like a blooming flower. When she saw Huarong, her expression changed. "Where are you taking me?"
"Mother Jiang, you're awake. Don't worry, I'm just taking you for a walk. You're old, so you should travel more. Otherwise, you'll die before you see the beautiful scenery. It's not worth it." Huarong was in a good mood. He was going to see Xi Shi soon.
Mother Jiang snorted coldly, "You're such a smooth talker. I won't say anything."
"Mother Jiang, you don't have to say anything. When the Ninth Prince's men find the Eighth Prince, you'll see his corpse." Huarong didn't care at all, "Shuxiu, take Mother Jiang to Zhuangzi to rest. Qilin Mountain is steep and difficult to walk. She's old and can't bear the hardship."
"Yes." Shuxiu felt wronged. She also wanted to go to Zhuangzi Mountain.
This time, Huarong was escorted to the mountain gate by the escort. After she reported her name, she was allowed to enter the mountain. The escort waited at the gate while she entered the mountain alone.
The old divine doctor continued to nag and persuade her earnestly, "You're at a critical point in your Isolated Cultivation. It's not easy for you to come out. Didn't you refuse to see her when she came to ask you to be her teacher?"
After he finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong and said self-mockingly, "Oh, right. You didn't refuse to see her. You just secretly watched her for a few days. Alas, I can't persuade you.
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