Liang Jun's letters were either letters from home or friends.
Ping An and Ping Yuan gathered together to read the letter. This letter was written by Liang Jun's good friend An Heyue who was traveling with him far away.
After reading it, Pingan was surprised: "Ying Jinliang is so rich, would he really dismiss some of his ministers?"
"It's all stated in the letter," Pingyuan said, "I've found all the excuses and they're high-sounding. I think you really have no money."
"That's true," Ping An nodded, "Ying Jin is so happy that he has great achievements, and the gold and silver mountains cannot withstand his defeat. However, if he really can't support the celebrities and scholars who go to seek refuge with him now, what will happen to these people who go to seek refuge with them? Woolen cloth."
"The world is really wonderful and subtle," Liang Jun sighed with a smile. "When I went to the general, the general was afraid of making me wrong and asked me to think twice. This Ying Jinliang is not taboo about meat and vegetables, and does not reject anyone who comes. He is a literate man, but This is a person who misses out on the true talents!"
"Yes, based on this comparison, General Shen is the real talent."
"That's right," Ping Yuan said, "Fortunately, when Mr. An persuaded our young master to join Tongdu, the young master ignored him and insisted on finding the general. Otherwise, we would be really in trouble."
"However, Mr. An was not kind at first. When the young master was looking for a general and couldn't find it, he wrote a sarcastic letter. Now look, look!"
"Even so, Master," Ping An asked Liang Jun, pointing to the letter, "Mr. An said in the letter that Ying Jinliang now wants everyone to find someone for him. Do we want to help?"
"Well," Ping Yuan also looked over, "if Mr. An finds this concubine named Lin, then Mr. An's status will definitely be stable, and he will no longer have to worry about being kicked out."
"I can only send a letter to someone to ask," Liang Jun raised his hand, indicating that Ping An would hand the letter back. He put it away and said, "We have to stay in the northwest for the next month, how can we find it for him. "
"It's also strange. This concubine is not in his palace, so she can still run away? Did she run away in anger, or was she kidnapped?" Ping An said.
Liang Jun did not answer and had no way of answering.
He looked at the sun on the peaks of the Western Mountains, and his mood was still very good.
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"boom!"
A tea cup was thrown heavily to the ground.
Mrs. Hu's face was red and she was gasping for air. When she saw the teapot and tray beside her, she picked them up and threw them on the ground.
The maids and aunts in the room looked pale, and they all knelt together.
The messenger also knelt on the ground and did not dare to move.
To be precise, he was not a messenger, but a guard who left Hejing with Qian Yuandeng.
"My son," Mrs. Hu's chest heaved violently and she let out a heart-piercing cry, "my son!!!"
The news brought back by the messenger immediately shocked the entire Qian family.
As soon as the news spread, everyone in the house was dumbfounded and rushed to Hu's Qin Xueyuan as quickly as possible.
Mrs. Hu burst into tears and collapsed on the soft couch.
Qian Yuandeng has not yet married a wife, but he already has many concubines, all of whom are stupid.
According to Daqian custom, concubines are not allowed to have children without marrying a real wife. Especially for Qian Yuandeng's status, the wife he marries must be the daughter of a prince or important minister, or even a princess, so he must not have children first.
So right now, Qian Yuandeng has no one left behind.
Qian Xutian's old mother, Zhuge, who was already seventy years old, personally comforted Mrs. Hu. Mrs. Hu could not listen to a word she said and cried until she fainted several times.
In less than half a day, the whole Hejing heard the news of Qian Yuandeng's death.
With the news of Qian Yuandeng's death, the name of the murderer once again shocked the new imperial capital.
Ah Li.
The body was still on its way, but the messenger was rushing back.
Qian Xutian brought a group of people back to severely question him, and the messenger told him all the details of the future.
An aunt quietly tilted her ears outside the hall. The more she listened, the more her hair became shivers. She quickly ran back to Qin Xueyuan and whispered in Mr. Hu's ear.
Mrs. Hu's expression changed drastically, and she looked up at her: "Yes, but seriously."
"Absolutely true!"
The old lady was sitting on the other side of the room, closing her eyes to relax. When she heard this, she opened her eyes and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Any matron of a family who lives to her age has developed an aura of power without anger.
The aunt did not immediately turn around and kneel in front of her, but looked at Mrs. Hu inquiringly.
"Please step back," Mrs. Hu cried.
"Yeah." Auntie responded.
"What's the matter?" The old lady looked majestically.
Although she came to see Mrs. Hu in person and stayed with her, the old lady should not be happy, but she still wasn't happy.
With the help of others, Mrs. Hu stood up tremblingly. When she came to the old lady, she knelt down with a "pop" sound.
"Old lady, please make the decision for my son. My son, my son, he is miserable!" Mrs. Hu cried loudly, "Li Xiao from the Wang family in Jian'an beat my son, and Mu Tingyu from the Rongguo family also fought with him.
When my son was born, he was severely beaten, and then he ran away in anger, and suffered the vicious hands of that little bitch Ah Li. This series of torture, my dearest son, is miserable, miserable!!"
"Mu Tingyu?" the old lady muttered softly and looked at the nanny beside her.
"Old lady, we need to find out." Grandma said.
"Yes, this must be investigated!" Mrs. Zhuge said in a deep voice, "My grandson from the General's Mansion cannot bear such injustice!"
The sky is getting darker and darker, and the glazed palace lanterns are lighting up one by one.
Holding the tray in his hand, Nianhe quickly walked through the carved beams and painted buildings and entered the tall palace garden.
As soon as she entered, the aunt on the side gently stopped her and pointed inside.
Next to Queen Nangong, there was another person standing.
Nianhe looked intently and was startled to see that it was Princess Yangping who had not been seen for a long time.
Compared with Queen Nangong's plain blue robe, Princess Yangping's sky-gray plain snow warm coat is not that bright.
The whole body is plainly dressed, only the white jade and red coral beads Ruyi hairpin stuck diagonally on the head is eye-catching.
The two of them didn't know what they were talking about. Princess Yangping stepped back, faced Queen Nangong Fuli, turned around and walked out of the palace gate.
The palace people outside the palace garden all saluted and watched the princess approaching.
Queen Nangong picked up the scripture in her hand and continued reading. She smelled the fragrance of the medicine and turned her head to look.
Nianhe came over with the medicine, looked outside, and said, "I wonder what Princess Yangping said when she came to see the Queen. Did she mention anything about the Qian Mansion?"
Queen Nangong spoke calmly: "Seeing that your hair is quite messy, I think you are in a hurry to come back and want to tell me about the loss of a son in the Qian Mansion."
"It seems that the princess has said it."
"Yes," Queen Nangong smiled lightly, "I came here to talk about this matter."
Nianhe frowned slightly, walked over and put down the tray: "Isn't she the biological daughter of Concubine Mu? Why did she come to our 'cold palace' to deliver news? It's strange."
"She also told me another thing," Queen Nangong smiled. "She said that the emperor mentioned in front of Concubine Mu that he wanted to give me Bai Ling."
Nianhe's hands trembled and he looked at Queen Nangong with wide eyes.
"I thought it should have been given a long time ago," Queen Nangong looked at the dark blue sky outside, "Our emperor's other ability is to be patient."
"But... could it be fake?" Nianhe walked over quickly, "Empress, Princess Yangping has not been restless at all in recent years."
