When Suifeng asked Wei Che for help in investigating Shining Gold Satin, Yuan Suijun did not expect that the matter could be hidden from him for too long, or in other words, it would be fine even if Wei Che found out about it.
Not only did he go to see Wei Che, he even brought his infant baby with him.
When Wei Che saw the swaddling clothes made of shining gold satin, he couldn't help but be stunned, "This is..."
Yuan Suijun said: "It's the swaddling clothes I was wrapped in when I was abandoned."
Wei Che nodded, this baby was undoubtedly another piece of evidence proving Yuan Suijun's identity.
only……
He looked at Yuan Suijun. This guy was too calm, wasn't he? He was so calm and calm that it made people feel a little itchy. He didn't expect that Suijun was actually her child. This made Wei Che's mood extremely complicated.
Yuan Suijun asked him, "Does my appearance resemble any big shot?"
During the period when he was on duty, some people often looked at him with complicated expressions.
Wei Che said: "Your temperament is quite similar to that of the late emperor, and your appearance is even more like him."
The late emperor's sons and daughters were not like him.
"I understand." Yuan Suijun still had an extremely indifferent expression.
Wei Che couldn't hold it back and asked, "Don't you want to get your identity back?"
The emperor's nephew, the queen mother's grandson...these identities are too tempting, otherwise why would Fang Bo pretend to be his replacement? Of course, Fang Bo's success in pretending was inseparable from Su Yibo's plan, otherwise he would have no background.
How can ordinary scholars do this?
Yuan Suijun said: "If no one pretends to be my identity, I will not go back."
He prefers the identity of Yuan Suijun.
But even if he doesn't like his things, they belong to him and cannot be taken away by others at will.
"But there is a more important reason."
Wei Che suddenly became energetic and looked at Yuan Suijun with bright eyes, "What is the second reason?"
Yuan Suijun said lightly: "Yueling doesn't like to kneel down."
This reason...
Wei Che was shocked. Having lived in the Yuan family for so long, he naturally understood Su Yueling's character. Su Yueling was indeed a kind and pure person, but her squeamishness and pickiness were indeed rare in the world.
With her temperament, it's normal that she doesn't like to kneel down. After all, her knees will hurt.
But Yuan Suijun decided not to conceal his identity for her sake, which made him not know what to say.
It's hard to see that Yuan Suijun, who usually looks cold and cold, is still such a loving person. That is to say, Wei Che doesn't know that many of Su Yueling's jewelry and hair buns were designed by Yuan Suijun himself, otherwise he wouldn't
What a fuss.
He suddenly remembered something, "By the way, you have started to work on duty, and you have a lot of entertainment. If you don't have enough money, just go to the accountant to withdraw it, don't be polite to me."
The corners of Yuan Suijun's lips curled up, and his tone was obviously calm, but Wei Che could hear the hint of showing off, "No, I'm not short of money. Yueling has given me pocket money."
"How much?" Wei Che added: "Actually, I have quite a lot of money."
It's not a big problem to get two hundred and two hundred taels of money every month.
Yuan Suijun said calmly: "Ten thousand taels. She said it's not enough. Tell her again."
grass!
Wei Che felt like he had been hit hard in the face.
He put the swaddling clothes away and said seriously: "I will go into the palace to see your majesty right now."
His Majesty was very kind to him, and keeping this secret from him was a great pressure for Wei Che. Since Lord Yuan Sui was willing to let His Majesty know about this matter, he no longer had to worry about being in a dilemma.
Of course, he did this to divert his attention and avoid being irritated to death. He also wanted ten thousand taels of pocket money! Yueling really doted on him.
As a trusted confidant of the emperor, Wei Che found it much easier to enter the palace than other ministers.
He just handed the message in, and an hour later he received the decree announcing his entry into the palace.
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Before Xuan Wei Che entered the palace, Emperor Rong Jizheng spoke to Fang Bo in a friendly manner.
"Bachelor Ben or Master Kong, who do you prefer to be your master?"
Fang Bo was excited. These two were literary masters in his eyes. In the past, let alone worshiping them as teachers, he could only dream about even meeting them.
Now such a person can become his teacher, and he can even make choices based on his own preferences. Is this the change brought about by different identities?
When he first took on this identity, Fang Bo was still very uneasy, fearing that he would be discovered one day and his neck would be in danger.
By now, he had completely regarded himself as the emperor's nephew in his heart.
Su Yibo was right. The child was thrown into a deserted ruined temple on a rainy day. How could he survive? He took his identity as a filial piety for him, and the other party should thank him.
Moreover, he comes from a poor family and can still win the imperial examination at a young age. As long as he is not compared with the inhuman person like Yuan Suijun, he can be regarded as a rare and talented person, and his identity is not buried. Even if the child is still
Living may not be as good as him.
Although he was extremely excited and excited, he still said modestly: "The talents of these two adults are astonishing. It is an honor for me to be my teacher. I have no right to choose between them."
Emperor Rong Ji still looked kind and loving, "Since you can't choose, then both of them should be your husband."
He said casually: "I have no children. You are my nephew. In my heart, you are the same as Minmin."
"Originally, I thought that if I had a prince, I would let Grand Bachelor Ben and Master Kong assist the prince. It's a pity..."
"Now that I have you, it's the same thing."
Rong Ji's understatement fell in Fang Bo's ears, but it was like thunder, making his whole body stiff and his mind going blank.
He didn't know how long it took before he came back to his senses, his eyes slightly red, "It's my uncle who wants to love me."
Although Fang Bo is still a white man now, because of the emperor's favor, he can go to the morning court with other ministers. In addition, Su Yibo often gives guidance, so he is no longer as ignorant about the important affairs of the court as he was at first.
During this period, several imperial envoys wrote to the emperor, saying that the country had no crown prince and its foundation was unstable, and they wanted to ask the saint to open up the harem so that more children could be born.
Others hope that the saint will adopt an heir.
Seeing how the saint frequently summoned his relatives during this period, he seemed to be moved. Fang Bo even remembered that two days ago, the emperor's uncle asked him if he was willing to change his surname to Rong.
Listening to these words now, could it be that the emperor's uncle intended to make him his heir?
In his mind, he could not help but picture himself wearing a yellow robe and looking powerful all over the world, and his hands trembled slightly with excitement. He lowered his head, not daring to reveal his ambitions in front of the emperor.
"Okay, I still have to see Wei Che, so you can go down first."
Wei Che?
Fang Bo frowned slightly, naturally he was not happy with Wei Che. In his opinion, Su Yibo was an indomitable hero, but he was not reused by the saint. Wei Che must have been in front of the saint.
Go ahead and slander.
Especially after he and the eldest princess met, there was no one in the capital who would not sell his face. It was someone else's honor to send out invitations.
However, the invitation sent to the Wei Mansion was like nothing. Not only Wei Che, but also Yuan Suijun looked cold and arrogant when he met Yuan Suijun in the Hanlin Academy.
Wei Che and Yuan Suijun did not trust him at all.
When he ascends to the throne one day, he must make these two blind people pay the price.