After Yan Hui left, Ban Huai said to Rong Xia with a stiff smile, "Thank you, Uncle Rong."
Although he didn't like to use his brain, he wasn't stupid enough to not see that Rong Xia had come to help him out. He quickly looked around and whispered to Rong Xia, "He's thinking about my daughter."
At first, he didn't react, but when he saw that Yan Hui insisted on talking to him alone, he understood.
But this kind of thing, what was the use of telling him, it wasn't up to him to decide.
When it came to family matters, he didn't have the nerve to mention it to Rong Xia. He only shook his head at Rong Xia, expressing that his daughter was precious. Even if the Left Prime Minister, who had more power in the court, came to ask for his son's hand in marriage, he wouldn't be moved.
At this moment, Ban Huai felt that his image was like that of a master who didn't show off his talent and had an upright character, determined not to bend his back for five bushels of rice.
Furen had already mentioned to him that Yan Hui's wife was an elder who wasn't easy to get along with. What if his daughter married over and was disliked by this mother-in-law?
When his daughter suffered a loss, no matter how absurd he was, he couldn't bring people to beat up his daughter's mother-in-law. If this kind of thing really happened, even the Emperor wouldn't help him.
Marrying another, wearing clothes and eating food, if there was a mother-in-law who wasn't easy to get along with, the obedient daughter would suffer a big loss. Just the word filial piety was enough to make people unable to breathe. After his wife married into the Ban Family, he couldn't bear to let his wife suffer this kind of hardship. How could he bear to let his daughter marry into a Yan Family and suffer this kind of grievance?
Rong Xia saw that Ban Huai was obviously unwilling to agree to this marriage and said, "Uncle, junior feels that after you leave court, you should talk to the Left Prime Minister. At least make things clear to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
"You're right," Ban Huai nodded, "The sooner I make it clear, the sooner their family will give up."
If your family wants to marry, then others must marry. What a beautiful thought.
Rong Xia smiled and walked back to his seat. He even had the time to exchange greetings with the other courtiers. He was truly elegant and impeccable.
After the Emperor arrived, the court meeting proceeded smoothly. Only when the last imperial censor mentioned Xie Zhongjin's dereliction of duty did the tension in the court reignite.
"Your Majesty, this humble subject thinks that although Lord Xie is suspected of incompetent supervision, he is not guilty of such a crime. Your Majesty, please reconsider."
This official was one of the Second Prince's men. He was speaking up for Xie Zhongjin to help the future wife of the Second Prince and increase the power of the Second Prince's wife's family.
"Your Majesty, if all the officials in our court turn a blind eye to what their subordinates do, how can they care about the people?" A censor said sharply. "If an official doesn't make decisions for the people, he might as well go home and show filial piety to his mother."
This Imperial Censor's style of speech was somewhat unrestrained.
"This subject agrees!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
Emperor Yunqing was getting a headache from the courtiers' arguments. He said impatiently: "Xie Zhongjin was incompetent in his supervision and allowed his subordinates to prey on the people. His crime is unforgivable. However, since he was not involved and was deceived by his subordinates, it is excusable. Starting today, he will be stripped of his position and allowed to go home to recover. He will be exempt from any other punishment. "
Was he going to remove Xie Zhongjin from power?
The Count Of Zhongping only had two sons. The eldest son was removed from his position. The second son had broken his eyes and could not enter the court as an official. The next generation of the Xie family had been defeated.
"Your Majesty," The Count Of Zhongping knelt on the ground and bowed to Emperor Yunqing, "Your Majesty, my son was wronged. Please be lenient."
"Official Xie, I have already been lenient with his crime," Emperor Yunqing waved his hand impatiently, "You don't need to say anymore. If you were not my relative by marriage, the Xie Dalang would have been sent to the border and could not be recalled for five years."
The Count Of Zhongping's face immediately turned pale. After a while, he kowtowed to Emperor Yunqing: "This subject … thanks Your Majesty for your grace."
His Majesty did not leave him any face. In the future, when his daughter married into the second prince's household, she would suffer many grievances.
Courtiers of great undertakings did not need to kneel unless it was an important matter. The Count Of Zhongping kneeled to Emperor Yunqing in front of the entire court. He had no choice but to do so. However, it was clear that he did not have enough face. The Emperor did not reduce Xie Zhongjin's punishment because of this.
After the court was dismissed, the Count Of Zhongping walked straight to Ban Huai. His face was red and filled with hatred: "Ban Huai, you have gone too far today. The Xie family will remember this gift of yours."
The courtiers who had not yet walked far saw that there was a commotion to watch and couldn't help but slow down. They looked at the two of them from the corners of their eyes. They were waiting to see a joke.
"How ridiculous. What does your Dalang's crime have to do with me?" Ban Huai saw the Count Of Zhongping's expression and was not afraid. Instead, he was angry: "I was not the one who investigated the case. I was not the one who impeached him. But you are angry at me. Isn't it because you think I have no real power and am easy to bully?"
When the courtiers heard this, they almost laughed out loud. How could he say such things? This Marquis was really shameless.
The Count Of Zhongping did not expect Ban Huai to say such things. His face turned red: "Ban Huai, don't try to twist words and force logic!"
"From morning court until now, I haven't said a single word. You just have to come and make trouble for me. If you don't bully the weak and fear the strong, what else can you do?" Ban Huai flicked the nonexistent dust off his clothes: "That Imperial Censor said it well. If an official does not make decisions for the people, then what is the use of being an official? Is your Dalang really not in the wrong?"
Ban Huai raised his chin: "Don't think that just because your family is going to marry into the imperial family, you can ignore the people. You should know that His Majesty is a wise ruler that is rarely seen in a thousand years. How could he allow you to do as you please because of this relationship? Your Xie family is wrong, very wrong! "
After saying these impassioned words, Ban Huai swung his sleeves and walked out of the hall with his head held high.
The Imperial Censor who had just criticized Xie Chongjin in court saw that he was singled out by Ban Huai for praise. His mood was a bit complicated. Although he was happy to be praised and agreed with, the person who agreed with him was a famous dandy in court. This was really …
But this Marquis of Jingting still had a good sense of right and wrong.
"Sister," On the busy street, Ban Heng pointed ahead, "Look, isn't that father and Left Prime Minister Yan? What are they doing in the teahouse?"
Suddenly, his expression changed. He turned to Ban Han and said: "Father wouldn't be discussing your marriage with Yan Zhen with Prime Minister Yan, right?"
How could a bookworm like Yan Zhen be worthy of his sister? Originally, he had gone out today to accompany his sister to buy things. He didn't expect to encounter this.
"Let's go, we'll follow them and listen."
Ban Heng couldn't help but worry. For Yan Hui to be able to become the Left Prime Minister, his brain must be very smart. What if he made father dizzy and really agreed to marry his sister into the Yan Family?
"What's there to listen to," Ban Han wasn't nervous at all, "Father won't be willing to let me marry into the Yan Family."
"I know he won't, but Prime Minister Yan is good at strategy. I'm worried that father will fall into his trap," Ban Heng had deep doubts about his father's intelligence, but as a son, he couldn't say this, "Sister, come with me."
So the Ban Family guards guarding the teahouse could only watch as their shizi and junzhu sneaked into the teahouse and pretended that they didn't see anything.
Ban Heng had the waiter take the siblings to the next room to eavesdrop on this important event.
Ban Han felt that Ban Heng's actions were a bit boring, but as a good sister who doted on her brother, she could only indulge in his nonsense. She copied Ban Heng and put her ear to the screen.
Yan Hui and Ban Huai didn't know that there were two juniors eavesdropping. After the two exchanged pleasantries, they began to talk about the main topic.
"Marquis, my son and your daughter …"
"Prime Minister, my daughter is an unmarried girl. I'm afraid she has nothing to do with your son," Ban Huai took a sip of tea and shook his head, "Prime Minister may not know, but my daughter has been spoiled by her mother. She really doesn't deserve to be a Yan Family woman. Prime Minister, please don't mention this matter again."
"Marquis thinks that my son can't treat your daughter well?" When Yan Hui heard this, he couldn't accept it. Thinking of his youngest son's soulless appearance, he could only thicken his skin and say, "I can guarantee that as long as Marquis is willing to let your daughter marry my fu, my fu will not neglect your daughter in the slightest."
"This isn't a matter of neglecting or not neglecting," Ban Huai sighed with difficulty, "Prime Minister, marriage requires mutual consent. Since my daughter is not fated to be with your son, then there's no need to force it."
Yan Hui didn't think that Ban Huai would reject him so rudely. He didn't leave any room for negotiation. This was the same as telling him, my daughter doesn't like your son, so my daughter won't marry your son, hahaha.
If someone else spoke to him like this, he probably wouldn't be able to swallow it. But the person who said this was Ban Huai, a famous person in the capital for being absurd.
In reality, Yan Hui felt that his youngest son not marrying anyone other than Princess Fule was a very absurd matter.
This conversation couldn't continue. Yan Hui couldn't maintain the smile on his face. He stood up and said to Ban Huai: "If that's the case, then I'll take my leave."
Why would such an absurd person give birth to such a beautiful daughter? Wasn't this a good man who would bring disaster to the capital?
"Take care." Ban Huai stood up and returned a salute to Yan Hui with a mischievous smile, as if he didn't see that Yan Hui was unhappy.
After Yan Hui left, Ban Huai softly hummed a little song and drank half of the tea in the cup in one gulp.
These scholars were very particular. Drinking tea in a thumb-sized teacup, it couldn't even drown an ant. He really didn't know what use it was.
"Father." The door was pulled open from the outside. Ban Heng and Ban Han squeezed in and sat across from him.
"Why are you two here?" Ban Huai put down the teacup, picked up the teapot and drank several mouthfuls. The meat patties he ate in the morning were too dry. He had long wanted to drink water.
"Just now, we happened to see you and Prime Minister Yan come here. Jiejie and I followed." Ban Heng moved the small teacup in front of him to the side, "You just rejected Prime Minister Yan. Jiejie and I both heard it. You are this."
Ban Heng obsequiously gave Ban Huai a thumbs up.
"Hmph." Ban Huai proudly straightened his back and turned to Ban Han, saying, "Don't worry, good girl. Father won't force you to marry any man you don't want to marry."
Ban Han smiled sweetly at Ban Huai.
She knew that her father and mother wouldn't let her marry anyone casually.
Because he was rejected too thoroughly by Ban Huai, when Yan Hui walked out of the teahouse, his face was unavoidably ugly. He was preparing to sit in the sedan when he saw Rong Xia come over on his horse. He stood up straight and waited for him to come over.
"Prime Minister Yan," Rong Xia jumped off the horse and bowed to Yan Hui, "Didn't you have something to discuss with Ban Marquis? Why …"
"If we don't get along, half a sentence is too much," Yan Hui's tone wasn't very good, "There's nothing to discuss."
Hearing this, Rong Xia smiled and stood to the side, not responding to Yan Hui's words.
Yan Hui also realized that he shouldn't be angry at someone unrelated to him. He hastily bowed to Rong Xia and bent to sit in the sedan.
"Take care, Prime Minister Yan." Rong Xia took a step back and bowed respectfully to the sedan.
Yan Hui sat in the sedan and lifted the curtain to look at the respectful attitude of Rong Xia. His mood instantly calmed down. In this capital, it was better to have more people like Duke Rong.
As for that playboy Ban Huai …
Hmph!
Du Jiu saw Duke Rong get on his horse and prepare to leave. He said in a small voice, "Duke Rong, you don't want to drink tea?"
"No need to drink, let's return to the fu."
Rong Xia raised his head to look at the second floor of the teahouse. He pulled on the reins and the horse turned in the direction of the fu.
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