After Mr. Xu returned home, he saw his wife sighing and holding the handkerchief tightly with both hands. After seeing Xu De, Mrs. Xu glanced at Mr. Xu with red eyes, which showed that the gift she had given had been returned.
Mrs. Xu was so angry when she came back.
Mr. Xu couldn't help complaining: "Look, I told you not to give it to Prince Heng's direct descendant Fujin, but you didn't believe it. Now it's fine. The thing has been returned. Even Prince Lian knows that the gift has been returned.
, how do you ask me to hang out in official circles in the future? Others think that I, Xu De, must go to curry favor with Prince Heng!"
Mr. Xu's words made Mrs. Xu even more upset. It was said that she was responsible for this incident. She originally thought that she would just go to Prince Heng's birthday party and bring some gifts to that Fujin.
Unexpectedly, Xu De's colleague's wife secretly told her that she should also give Prince Heng a gift as a gift, which would not be disrespectful.
In this way, Mrs. Xu listened to the words of her lord's colleague's wife, and went to Prince Heng's Mansion to bring two gifts, one for Prince Heng's direct descendant Fujin, and one for Prince Heng's first descendant Fujin. Unexpectedly, the latter's direct descendant Fujin's attitude
He was so tough that he took back all the gifts they gave.
Mrs. Xu felt so wronged! Mr. Xu just finished speaking, and after looking at Mrs. Xu twice, he continued to complain.
"Don't even think about it. On the birthday of Prince Fujin, what did you do to give him a gift? Isn't this a deliberate attempt to sow discord between the women in the prince's backyard? Fortunately, Prince Heng did not pursue this matter, otherwise my position as minister of etiquette would be over.
Give way to the talented!" Mr. Xu became more and more angry as he spoke. He is a Han official, and he has finally climbed to this position. How many people are eager for him to make mistakes. He has been cautious and cautious in the officialdom for more than ten years, and no one has ever caught him.
, but you can’t ruin your future just because your wife gives you gifts!
Mrs. Xu burst into tears as she listened. Mr. Xu looked at his wife's pitiful appearance, and felt really angry and distressed. The two of them had been together for more than 20 years, but he hoped not to cause any trouble because of a gift.
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After a long while, Mr. Xu raised his hand and touched his wife's head. He sighed and comforted: "Since Prince Heng's Mansion Fujin has sent the gift back, don't be too sad. Maybe someone else will send it back."
All the gifts were returned, maybe they just didn’t want to accept the gift.”
Mr. Xu comforted his wife for a while, but did not express the real worries in his heart.
Mrs. Xu had no choice but to nod her head helplessly, vowing secretly in her heart: Never listen to anything said by her husband, colleagues, and family members in the future. They must not have any good ideas in their minds.
At this moment, in Prince Heng's palace, Wanyue was finally done with her work and couldn't help but stretch herself. Ying'er and Yue Wen also sent people to return all the gifts.
Looking at Wanyue who was relaxing, Yuewen could not help but sigh softly while fanning Wanyue: "Fu Jin, if you return all the gifts from Fujin like this, will those adults be dissatisfied with our Prince Heng Mansion?"
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Listening to Yue Wen's overly worried words, Wanyue smiled and raised her head to look at her: "Even if they have any dissatisfaction in their hearts, they dare not express it openly. Giving these gifts is just to win over the prince so that he can help them in the future.
Returning these gifts also avoids unnecessary trouble."
Although Yue Wen was a little confused, she still nodded. After all, the masters' decisions did not need to be worried by servants like them.
Compared to Yuewen's curiosity, Ying'er was much calmer. During the conversation between Yuewen and Wanyue, Ying'er had already poured herbal tea for Wanyue. Drinking herbal tea in such a hot weather can both relieve the heat and quench thirst.
Wanyue drank all the herbal tea in the cup. After drinking it, she raised her head and glanced at Ying'er, and praised: "Ying'er, this herbal tea you made is really good. It relieves the heat and feels a little sweet. You can give it to the courtyard."
Let’s each get a cup of herbal tea for the children.”
Ying'er immediately responded with a 'yes' and stepped back.
Yuewen continued to wave the fan in her hand. Thinking of the conversation between San Fujin and Si Fujin she heard at the banquet last night, she was a little frightened. It turns out that people in the royal family can plot against each other for their own benefit, but looking at
The Wufujin in front of him does not seem to be someone who can be easily manipulated.
At least she has never seen a person change from a side Fujin to a direct Fujin without making any noise. This is what Yuewen admires about Wanyue. She has a steelyard in her mind in everything, and everyone knows the difference between the weight and the weight.
Yuewen thought about the descriptions of Fujin by the other maids in the house, and felt that she was a very powerful woman. She admired her very much, and she couldn't help but increase the strength of the fan in her hand.
Wanyue was chilled by the sudden strong wind, and just as she shivered, Yinqi walked in from outside the house.
Wanyue had no choice but to wink at Yuewen and signal her to go out and bring a cup of tea for Yinqi, "Bring in a cup of tea for the prince."
Yue Wen quickly came to her senses, gently put down the fan in her hand, and hurriedly left to pour tea before she could even look at Yin Qi's face.
As soon as Yinqi entered the room, he shook his shoulders, and then lay down on the couch next to Wanyue. His shoulders seemed a little tired, so Wanyue had to quietly go over and squeeze Yinqi's shoulders.
Yue Wen, who came in with tea, saw this scene and looked at the two of them looking a little tired. After Yue Wen gently put down the tea cup, she silently walked out.
While Wanyue rubbed Yinqi's shoulders, she looked at his frown, stopped rubbing his shoulders, lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Why does the prince look a little unhappy?"
Yinqi sighed and sat up, feeling a little complicated, mainly because he left the palace gate after the court meeting and met the eighth elder brother and the ninth elder brother at the palace gate. His younger brother, the ninth elder brother, pulled him aside.
Speaking of the spies sent out recently to find out what the fourth elder brother was planning to do to seize the throne again, and how the fourth elder brother vaguely wanted to use Yinqi to suppress the eighth elder brother.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Immediately after hearing this, Yinqi’s thoughts were confused. His Chinese was taught to him by Brother Si. Although his current level of Chinese is not very good, Si Ah
He is half a master to him, but now his fourth brother wants to use him to fight for the throne. How can Yinqi feel comfortable?
After saying goodbye to the eighth elder brother and the ninth elder brother at the gate of the palace, Yinqi has been unhappy in his heart. He can't understand how the brothers have reached this point. Although he and the fourth elder brother are not the same, they are both.
How could an Amma, her ninth brother, and the direct descendant of the family, Fujin, all help the eighth prince to seize the throne?
Anyone who has the ability should take the throne. Wouldn't it be better to be a prince, Baylor? Why bother to wade into this muddy water.
Seeing that Yinqi didn't reply, Wanyue had no choice but to continue rubbing Yinqi's shoulders.
Yinqi felt the comfort on his shoulders again, and then he looked up at Wanyue, stretched out his hand to take Wanyue's hand, and said as if he was admonishing or comforting: "I met my ninth brother at the gate of the palace, and he said four
Brother wanted to use me to suppress the eighth brother. I couldn’t figure it out for a moment. We are obviously all brothers, why did we have to make such a fuss! Whoever has the ability can just become the emperor, why bother involving innocent people."
Wanyue naturally understands the meaning of Yinqi's words, but born in the royal family, no one can avoid the struggle for imperial power. It's just who loses and who wins in the end!
Wan Yue glanced at Yi Qi steadily, increased the strength in her hand, held Yi Qi's hand with her backhand, and said comfortingly: "Your Majesty, you and your fourth brother, eighth brother and ninth brother were all born in the emperor's family.
We are unavoidable. The throne is a trigger. No matter who wins, we may all be safe. But if you think about it, if the fourth brother wins, the eighth brother and the ninth brother will definitely end badly; if the eighth brother wins, I think
Fourth brother may still be able to be a leisurely prince."
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