He first went to Mingguang Palace to ask for an audience with the emperor.
After waiting for a while, the emperor summoned him after concluding the court meeting.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you have time to come here today?"
When he returned to Beijing this time, Yang Shu had no errands to attend to, so he visited the palace less frequently.
Yang Shu smiled sheepishly and said, "I have something to ask your Majesty."
While turning over the memorial, the emperor said: "It's useless to ask me to marry you. You need to let the imperial master nod first."
"..." Yang Shu said, "That's not the case."
"Hey, what else can you do?" The emperor raised his head and put down the memorial with great interest, "Tell me about it."
Yang Shu said: "A few days ago, Wen Guogong's mansion was appreciating plum blossoms and sent a message to Ji's house..."
The emperor nodded: "What then?"
"Then she went! I don't know where the pheasant came from, I found some specious information, and said bad things about her behind her back. What kind of family is a rebellious minister, who should have been in the Jiaofang Division, and what kind of person was a fool when she was a child, and even had no rice
They don’t even know how to eat, and they act like they’re rich ladies, but they actually don’t understand the etiquette of the Duke’s family at all.”
The emperor frowned and said, "This woman is shameless, so she can only be taught a lesson. Is this why you came to see me?"
What trivial matter is worthy of him rushing over so early in the morning to see the saint?
The emperor continued to review the memorial and spoke to him: "You! Although you are a royal family member and have a life of wealth and care, you can't be like a woman, entangled in such trivial matters all day long. Make a few friends and do some normal things.
For fun, don't always follow women."
Yang Shu shrank his neck and carefully replied: "I know."
"Well, if you have nothing to do, go down."
Yang Shu immediately said: "Your Majesty, I haven't said anything about my business yet!"
The emperor looked up at him and said, "Isn't that what you're talking about?"
"That's the thing, but what I want to ask for is another thing."
The emperor barely held on to his patience: "Speak quickly."
"I heard that you are going to visit the palace..."
The emperor asked him: "Do you want to go too?"
Yang Shu quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, there is nothing interesting in the palace..." It seemed that he had let something slip. He hurriedly stopped and carefully looked at the emperor. Seeing that he was not angry, he boldly continued, "
Aren’t those long-tongued women laughing at her? I looked back and thought, her mother passed away after she got well, so she really didn’t learn much about this. So I want to beg you, let her learn from her aunt. Then, who will dare to laugh at her?
?"
The palace is naturally the place with the best etiquette, not to mention that Concubine Pei comes from a century-old family, so she is impeccable no matter who she is.
Yang Shu said his plan: "You happen to be going to the palace, so just treat her as accompanying her aunt. When she comes back at the end of the year, she will not delay the palace's business, and save those gossips."
The emperor asked him: "If she goes or you don't go, are you willing not to see her for two months?"
"I also ask for your permission. I will go to the palace every few days to say hello..."
The emperor said: "You have made a good plan. I and the imperial concubine are not here, and no one will care about you having fun in the capital. You can see her by the way when you say hello, and there will be no delay in both directions."
Yang Shu smiled dryly.
The emperor continued to review the memorial: "Okay, I will tell the imperial concubine later."
Yang Shu was overjoyed: "You agreed?"
The emperor hummed: "You have said so, can I not agree? After all, she is the daughter-in-law of the royal family. It is not anyone else's turn to judge right and wrong."
Anyway, etiquette should be taught before marriage, so it should be done in advance.
...
On the same day, the chamberlain went to Ji's house.
Mingwei knew this and started packing.
Two days later, the holy driver set off for Xiushan.
Yang Shu accompanied King An to see him off.
He was not used to any rules, so he took Mingwei to a place where no one was around to talk, and no one thought there was anything wrong.
"Be more careful." Yang Shu whispered to her, "The palace is not necessarily safer than the capital."
Mingwei nodded: "I will follow the imperial concubine closely to protect her safety."
"You should also pay attention to yourself. Everything else is secondary. Just be fine."
"The same to you."
The two exchanged a few words and then separated.
Before boarding the bus, Wen Xiuyi came over and saluted her: "Miss Mingqi, I didn't expect you to come too, how nice it is!" Then with a bit of anxiety, she asked her carefully, "Can I play with you?"
Mingwei returned the greeting and said, "Miss Wen is too polite. I am worried about going to the palace and don't have any acquaintances. If Miss Wen can take care of me, I would be happy to ask for it."
Wen Xiuyi's eyes were a little shy: "Can I call you sister?"
Mingwei nodded.
Wen Xiuyi laughed and looked at her with admiration: "That day, Sister Riming's picture of Auspicious Snow and Thousand Mountains was really eye-opening for Xiuyi. Later, I asked around for news about my sister, and I realized that she is so amazing. It's really amazing!
"
Then he talked about Dongning's case and the dispute over the master of Xuandu Temple. His words were full of his admiration for her and his yearning for mystical arts.
Mingwei listened with a smile and let her ramble on about setting off, then reluctantly said goodbye to her.
After Wen Xiuyi left, Duofu said: "Miss, what does Miss Wen want to do? Xiaobai leaked some breath just now. I saw her eyelids twitch, but she pretended to be fine."
"So, he is a powerful person." Mingwei took out the handkerchief, wiped the hand she held, then picked up the handkerchief and smelled it, "Colorless and odorless, it is indeed the secret of the witchcraft."
Duofu was shocked: "She was drugged?"
"It's just some pollen." Mingwei said lightly, "I couldn't guess her origin at first, but now it's clear."
Duofu was a little confused: "Who is she?"
"Witch people."
"Witchman?"
Mingwei nodded: "The witch sect originated from Yao and Shun, and inherited the art of witchcraft and blessing. The great witches in ancient times were proficient in summoning spirits, cursing, exorcising evil spirits, praying for blessings and other strange arts. They were worshiped by the world and were no different from gods. But after thousands of years,
The inheritance has been cut off several times, but now the only thing that has been preserved relatively intact is the art of witchcraft."
She shook the handkerchief in her hand: "This pollen is used to drive the poisonous insects. She planted it on me because she wanted to know my whereabouts, right?"
Duofu was startled and looked at her nervously: "Gu insect?"
Ming smiled and said: "Don't be afraid. Gu insects are very precious and she won't get them casually. And you have the aura of a big demon on your body, so those voodoo insects are naturally afraid of you, so she can't get on you."
"But Miss, you..."
Mingwei folded the handkerchief, put it into her purse with great care, took out a pill, dissolved it in water, and wiped her hands several times.
"Although the Wumen's herbs are colorless and odorless, there is one drawback." She wrinkled her nose in disgust, "In order to keep it longer, it is always a bit sticky - does she think I will use it as honey ointment for wiping my hands? I
I don’t like the feel of it."
"..."
Duofu looked up and saw that Wen Xiuyi had already gotten in the car.
The palace attendants around Concubine Pei also came to pick them up. (To be continued)