He Yuan strode in front of Wen guipin who was begging Qu Qing Ju. He smiled as he lowered his head to look at her: "What is Wen guipin doing? It is a great crime to make a ruckus in Tian Qi Palace."
Wen guipin used her sleeve to wipe away the tears on her face. She smiled coldly as she stood, raising her chin to look at the arrogant wang ye in front of her: "If it was like this, I don't know how many times Rui wang ye would have been punished. Whether or not I would be punished, it would be up to the Emperor, it's not up to wang ye to decide. Ever since wang ye started learning etiquette, did no one teach you what to do in front of your shu mother? "
He Yuan was pushed back by an unfavored feipin and his face instantly darkened. He said in a low voice: "Ben wang's etiquette doesn't need you to teach. If Wen guipin has the ability, she should beg fuhuang to release da ge earlier." Finishing, he turned and raised his hands to He Heng. "Er ge, er sao, greetings."
"Good day san di," He Heng looked at the guards standing in the surroundings, a courteous smile on his face, "If san di is here to see fuhuang, then send someone to report earlier. Fuhuang has just taken medicine and will most likely rest in a while."
"I didn't think that er ge and si di would come faster than me," He Yuan's words hinted that He Heng had come earlier because he had wanted to find out information.
"We just heard that fuhuang was sick and rushed back," He Heng didn't seem to understand the meaning in the words, an embarrassed expression on his face, "Luckily, fuhuang's fortune is as great as the heavens and nothing serious happened. It was me who made a fool of myself."
Standing at one side, He Ming bowed to He Yuan. He didn't speak and retreated to one side.
He Yuan glanced at him and said nonchalantly: "It seems that si di's body has almost recovered."
"Many thanks for san ge's concern. Yu di is fine now," He Ming's tone changed and he continued, "It's a pity that I didn't do a good job for fuhuang. I'm ashamed."
He Yuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at this nondescript didi. A long while later, he sneered and didn't respond to his words.
Qu Qing Ju silently watched this annual drama of the Imperial House. Wen guipin's hatred towards He Yuan, He Yuan's obvious disdain towards He Ming, and He Heng's faint discontent towards He Heng. All of this fell into her eyes. She felt that in this world, the most complicated relationships between husband and wife, father and son, and brothers, all came from the Imperial House.
Because he had been framed by his boss a few days ago, he had been locked up in the fu. Even his Imperial Father was disappointed in him. Now that He Yuan had been released from his confinement, he would think of the days when he saw people related to He Qi. He had always been a flamboyant person and was never willing to be wronged. He said whatever he wanted to say and did whatever he wanted to do.
He looked coldly at Wen guipin and saw that the other party's eyes were filled with hatred. He sneered: "Why is Wen guipin looking at ben wang with such eyes? If it wasn't for da ge framing me, how could I be imprisoned in the wang fu? If you want to hate someone, you should hate Big Brother for having such malicious thoughts, not hate an innocent person like me. "
"His Highness Rui Wang is innocent?" Wen guipin didn't have the usual warmth and sincerity. Her voice was sharp as she pointed at He Yuan, "You dare to say that you didn't control the salt administration, didn't give out usury, didn't buy and sell official positions?!"
He Heng looked disdainfully at her. A long while later, he said: "Wen guipin, you have to know that without evidence, it is a false accusation. As a feipin, why are you so concerned about the matters of the court, what are you planning?"
Wen guipin looked hatefully at him but couldn't say a word. Her shoulders slightly trembled as she slowly lowered her head. A beat later, she didn't look at anyone else as she held the hand of a palace maid and staggered away.
Qu Qing Ju looked at He Yuan's state, looked at Wen guipin's bleak back, and thought of the Jiang Nan case. Was this case just going to be shelved like this? Was there something wrong with the old emperor's head? This was a major matter of the people's livelihood, how could he treat it like a game?
As an emperor, because he was biased towards his son, he didn't care about the lives of the people. Usury, salt administration, buying and selling official positions, which one of them wasn't a major matter? If he didn't know, it would just be an oversight in his work. But if he knew, why didn't he suppress it? Wasn't he telling these people that the Emperor wouldn't care about this kind of matter and they could do whatever they wanted?
Thinking about it, she felt disgusted. This kind of person becoming the Emperor, it really harmed the people of the world. If the previous emperor had another son, the throne probably wouldn't have landed on this kind of person.
At this time, a taijian hurriedly came out, saying that the Emperor was summoning Rui Wang for an audience.
Qu Qing Ju watched as the little taijian bowed and bowed as he welcomed He Yuan in. She moved her gaze away as she followed He Heng down the white jade stairs. It wasn't until they sat on the carriage heading back to Duan Wang Fu that she looked at He Heng and said: "Wang ye, the people of the world don't have it easy." Finishing, she raised a hand to lift the curtain. The people dressed in sackcloth were giving way to their carriages, their faces wooden with respect and caution.
She wasn't a true young miss of a noble family. Even though she liked fine clothing and good food, but she wouldn't feel that it was right to bully others and sacrifice a large number of people to satisfy her own desires.
He Heng hadn't thought that Qu Qing Ju would say such a thing to him. He silently looked at this woman. At this moment, there was no charm on her face, no smile, and her gaze wasn't even on his body. But he had never felt that she was so worthy of being loved.
He followed her hand to look at the crowd on the side of the street. His eyes gradually calmed. A beat later, he lowered his face to state: "It's because they don't have it easy that those in power need to govern strictly."
Qu Qing Ju put down the curtain and tilted her head to look at He Heng. She suddenly smiled as though she had decided something. She nodded, "Wang ye is wise, I believe you."
He Heng silently looked at her. He reached out to hold her hand and sighed: "You."
Qu Qing Ju lowered her head to look at her hand that was being held. The person in front of her might not be a good man, but he could become a good Emperor. Originally, she didn't care who became Emperor, but after today, she hoped that this man would become Emperor.
She wasn't a saint, but she was still a person. So she couldn't accept the way Qing De Emperor and He Yuan did things, couldn't agree with their attitude that everything they did was as it should be.
So … … if He Heng wanted to be Emperor, she wouldn't trick him.
Cheng Wang Fu and Duan Wang Fu were separated by a street. When He Ming bid farewell to er ge and er sao, he strangely felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was different. Even though it was still intimate, but there was something else that he couldn't explain.
When he returned to Cheng Wang Fu, he received a list from the Ministry of Rites. On the list was the betrothal gifts that the Ministry of Rites had given to Luo Shangshu Fu. The meaning was that this was what the Imperial Family could give for him. If he didn't want to add anything, they would prepare it like this.
Putting the list to one side, He Ming thought back to the interaction between er ge and er sao. He called Sun Hai over and added many things. He might not be favored, but he was still a wang ye. He wouldn't fall so low that he couldn't give anything good.
The next day, the officials from the Ministry of Rites received the list that Cheng Wang Fu returned. After reading it, they couldn't help but sigh. This Cheng Wang was really generous. Luo Shangshu's granddaughter was really fortunate.
After a few days, the rankings of the Spring Examination came out. Those that passed were mostly disciples of prestigious families. Some clever people found that in the list of those that passed, there weren't any recommendations from Ning Wang's faction, and there weren't many from Rui Wang's faction. The ones at the top of the rankings were mostly the second sons and shu sons of the less famous prestigious families.
Ning Wang had been imprisoned so it was normal that there weren't any of his people. But there weren't many of Rui Wang's people either. That was interesting.
Very quickly, someone found out that a few days ago, Rui Wang and his shu mother had quarreled at the gates of Tian Qi Palace. Some conservative officials couldn't help but sigh inside. This Rui Wang was too arrogant. Even if his shu mother's status wasn't high, but she was still Ning Wang's birth mother. Rui Wang's conduct was too arrogant.
Not long after the results were released, it was the court examinations. At this time, He Heng was still recovering in the fu. Every few days, the fu would receive gifts from the Emperor, Empress and Jing guifei. Qu Qing Ju had people lock all of these things in the storeroom.
She remembered that when she had gone to the palace to visit the Emperor, the Emperor had hinted to He Heng to recover early and go to court. But looking at He Heng's leisurely manner, it was clear that he wanted to delay going to court after the examinations.
"Wang ye, what do you think of my potted plant?" Qu Qing Ju put down the scissors in her hand. Seeing He Heng walk in, she beckoned for him to come over and admire her new work.
Glancing at the potted plant, He Heng couldn't find the right words to describe it. Because potted plants were particular about an artistic conception, but his wang fei had forcefully cut out an ingot.
"This shape is very unique," He Heng smiled as he reached out to touch the center of the ingot. Seeing the table full of broken leaves and twigs, he didn't mind and sat down next to the table. He said: "Today, I accompanied si di to Luo Shangshu's fu to place the betrothal gifts. Luo lao taitai asked about you."
"Luo lao taitai has taken care of me a lot. She must have thought of me when she saw wang ye." Qu Qing Ju smiled. She turned to wash her hands in the basin that Jin Zhan had brought over. As she wiped her hands, she commented, "I've even prepared the things to add to Luo guniang's dowry." It seemed that He Ming placed great importance on the Luo guniang. Otherwise, why would he seriously invite his elder brother to place the betrothal gifts?
He Heng wasn't interested in the affairs of women. Hearing this, he only smiled. For a man that trusted his woman, the houyuan was given to the woman. He didn't need to care too much.
"Si di is going to marry soon," He furrowed his brow as he remarked, "This year, many female candidates have come into the palace. I don't know what fuhuang is planning."
Qu Qing Ju's action of wiping her hands paused. She then handed the cloth to the yahuan behind her. Her eyebrow slightly moved, "Wang ye means that there will be new people coming into the fu?"
He Heng carefully looked at her expression. At first glance, it looked normal, but he felt a murderous aura coming towards him. He hesitated before replying: "I can't say for sure, but don't worry, I won't look at them."
"Who cares who you look at. In the future, there will be more beauties in the fu," Qu Qing Ju stood and glanced at him. She rubbed her forehead as she said, "Wang ye, qie isn't feeling well. I'll go in and rest for a while." Finishing, she supported Mu Jin and turned to leave.
He Heng rubbed his nose and smiled helplessly. He stood and followed behind her into the room. He felt that Qu Qing Ju's glare had made his entire body comfortable.
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