"...We deliberately neglected him, but he was not impatient or impatient, and he was able to put down his arrogance and take the initiative to apologize. He is worthy of being the most virtuous among the princes of the Wei Kingdom..."
After listening to the description of the little official in front of him, Zhu Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, was alone in the squad room, meditating.
As Zhao Hongrun guessed, the original intention of Zhu Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, was not to take revenge for personal gain. After all, he and the Wei Gong Ziyu had never met before, so there was no grievance at all.
However, a while ago, the Ministry of Rites repeatedly sent people to contact Wei Yu, suggesting that Wei Yu should stop spreading rumors to criticize the Wei court, but Wei Yu still went his own way, which made the officials of the Ministry of Rites realize that this was a very special person.
The stubborn Mr. Wei.
Therefore, after Wei Yu arrived in Daliang this time, Zhu Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, was thinking of giving Wei Yu a show of strength and destroying the latter's prestige. At the very least, he should make Wei Yu understand: Even though you are the son of Wei State, but Daliang
The court still has ways to manipulate you.
Just as Zhu Jin was thinking about it, Du You, the Minister of Rites, stepped into the squad room and asked: "Secretary Zhu, have you sent someone to settle Wei Gong Ziyu and his party?"
"Not yet." Zhu Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, shook his head and told Du You about the conflict between a minor official in the mansion and Wei Yu's bodyguard. Du You only heard Du You frown slightly and said in confusion: "Strange, if
From what you said, this Wei Yu doesn't seem like an arrogant person..."
Regarding this, Zhu Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, also felt a little puzzled.
After all, the day before, when the Ministry of Rites frequently dispatched people to contact Wei Yu, Wei Yu behaved quite strongly and stubbornly, going his own way. Therefore, Zhu Jin planned to give Wei Yu a blow, but just now Wei Yu's performance in the Ministry of Rites was completely inconsistent.
Something like that.
After thinking about it, Zhu Jin said: "Perhaps he was ordered by King Wei to come to Daliang as a proton, which made Mr. Wei restrain himself a little."
"Well..." Du You, the Minister of Rites, pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Let's leave it like this... By the way, it's almost noon, so don't go overboard."
Hearing this, Zhu Jin's heart moved slightly and he asked tentatively: "Master Shangshu, could it be that His Highness King Su has sent someone here?"
"That's not true." Du You shook his head, then stroked his beard and said seriously: "But you have to know that yesterday, His Highness King Su personally went out of the city to greet Wei Yu, and invited him to stay at his house for a night... Although so far...
So far, His Highness King Su has not sent anyone to come to ask for your invitation, but you and I should understand what His Highness means."
"Xiaoguan understands." Zhu Jin cupped his hands and said seriously: "Xiaoguan immediately sent someone to settle Wei Yu."
In his view, King Su Zhao Run's meaning was very straightforward: Your Rites Ministry wants to destroy Wei Yu's majesty, so I won't interfere, but I hope you don't go too far. I still value this relationship.
Du You, the Minister of Rites, nodded and left.
Seeing this, Zhu Jin summoned a Langguan and told him: "Liangguan, I asked you to open Luo's mansion a few days ago, can you make proper arrangements for it?"
The official's name was Li Xing. Hearing this, he raised his hands and said, "Reporting to the assistant minister, I have made arrangements for you to keep it safe... Haha."
Zhu Jin nodded, and then ordered: "It's just right, I won't leave anyone else behind. You go and settle Wei Yu. If there is any need from Wei Yu in the future, you can report it directly to me."
"Yes." Li Xing cupped his hands and said.
After a while, the Langguan named Li Xing came to the living room where Wei Yu and his party were, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I've been too busy with things these past two days.
Mr. Wei Yu, I really feel sorry for him... The lower official, Li Xing, was ordered by Mr. Zhu, the left servant, to be responsible for settling Mr. Wei Yu."
Hearing this, Wei Yu's guard snorted coldly and did not appreciate it.
But Wei Yu held up his hands as if nothing had happened and said, "It doesn't matter, of course it's a matter of national importance."
Li Xing glanced at Wei Yu unexpectedly. He also felt a little puzzled. The polite and courteous Master Wei in front of him did not seem like someone who would contradict the Ministry of Etiquette and criticize the Liang court.
However, it is not his turn to consider these matters. He only needs to complete the orders given by his superiors.
After a while, Li Xing took Wei Yu and his party in a carriage to the proton house where the latter was settled.
After getting off the carriage, Wei Yu frowned unconsciously when she saw the mansion in front of her.
Because the mansion in front of us is too old, as if it has been in disrepair. Looking at the door alone, the paint is peeling off, not to mention that even a few rivets are missing. If it weren't for the clearly engraved "Zhizi Mansion" on the plaque,
"Three words, Wei Yu very much doubted whether Li Xing had brought it to the wrong place.
Not sure if he noticed Wei Yu's frown, Li Xing said apologetically: "Master Wei Yu, I'm really sorry. You know, I haven't received hostages from other countries for many years, so this..."
Wei Yu nodded, accepting this fairly reasonable explanation.
But in the bottom of his heart, he secretly sneered: Even if the Proton Mansion in Daliang has been in disrepair for many years, is it really that difficult to temporarily find a suitable mansion in Daliang with the power of the Wei court?
It was clear that he was just deliberately making things difficult for him.
"It doesn't matter, I'm very satisfied with this mansion." Wei Yu said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good." Li Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and then he raised his hands and said to Wei Yu: "By the way, if Mr. Wei Yu needs anything in the future, I can order someone to contact the lower official... There will be no time.
Good morning, I'll take my leave first."
After that, Li Xing got on his horse and left.
Seeing the official of the Ministry of Rites disappear at the end of the street, Wei Yu shook her head as if mocking or self-deprecating, walked up the steps, stretched out her hand to open the door of the mansion, and stepped in.
To his surprise, the mansion was very large and deep, which fit the bill as a "proton mansion"; but as expected, the mansion was very messy. Although there were obvious signs that someone had cleaned it in advance, the person who cleaned it was
, maybe it’s just a few scratches with a broom at best.
When we arrived at the main house, we saw that the main house was also dilapidated, with rubble and broken bricks everywhere. It looked like an old house that had been uninhabited all year round.
"Can this place be fucking inhabited?" Meng Chong, Wei Yu's bodyguard, cursed angrily: "I wonder why that turtle boy ran so fast just now. If he was still in front of me right now, I would punch his teeth out.
No…”
After hearing this, the other guards of Wei Yu also looked very ugly after seeing the dilapidated state of the house.
In their opinion, living in such a ghost place is worse than staying in an inn in the city. At least the inns in the city are not so dirty.
After calming down, Meng Chong frowned and said, "Sir, someone is clearly trying to make things difficult for us. How about living back in Prince Su's Mansion?"
Before leaving, Zhao Hongrun once told Wei Yu: If you encounter any inconvenience, you might as well talk to him.
Meng Chong heard this.
After all, when Zhao Hongrun said those words, Meng Chong was right next to him, showing his kindness and kindness without any courtesy or hypocrisy, which made Meng Chong have a good impression of Wei Gongzi Run.
But after hearing Meng Chong's words, Wei Yu shook her head.
It is undeniable that seeking the asylum of his cousin can indeed prevent him from making things difficult for him, but this only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Furthermore, does he have to be a hostage in Daliang for the rest of his life?
He could not return to Weiguo without trying to eliminate the prejudice against him by the Liang court.
What's more, in fact, the difficulties faced by him by the Ministry of Rites were in line with his wishes - how could he "change his mind" without the difficulties made by the Ministry of Rites?
Of course, it's not the time to "change your mind" yet.
Thinking of this, Wei Yu said with a smile: "Although this house is a bit old, it can still protect it from wind and rain. I will just work hard in the past few days and clean the inside and outside of the house."
After hearing Wei Yu's words, his wife Wei Chen and his bodyguard Meng Chong had no choice but to nod.
At the same time, in the alley opposite this "Proton Mansion", Zhao Hongrun's Zongwei Gao Kuo crossed his arms and frowned at the dilapidated mansion in the distance.
Beside him were several young men dressed like local rangers from Daliang.
"Is that mansion originally the Proton Mansion?" Gao Kuo asked.
One of the local rangers said respectfully: "Reporting to Sir, this was originally the residence of a rich man named Liu Xin in the city...Liu Xin used to cling to the prince, look for people to borrow money, and collect some money.
, recruited some country warriors to defect to the Beiyi Army. Later, something happened to the Beiyi Army and the prince fell. Liu Xin lost all his money and had to sell the house. Later, it is said that the Qi family moved to Shangdang.
...I don’t even know how it became the Proton Mansion.”
Gao Kuo nodded thoughtfully, and after a while he took out a money bag from his arms, threw it into the knight's hand, and said, "Take a few brothers to a restaurant for a good meal."
"Thank you, Master, for the reward." The rangers smiled happily.
These rangers, who usually have nothing to do, are most willing to work for the high man in front of them. After all, this high man not only has a strong backing, but also generous rewards.
"By the way, send someone to keep an eye on this mansion for me. If there is any trouble, report it to me immediately... You know where it is."
"Yes, yes." Several rangers nodded repeatedly.
After giving the instructions, Gao Kuo took a deep look at the proton mansion and left without looking back.
After returning to Prince Su's Mansion, Gao Kuo reported the matter to Zhao Hongrun in his study, which made Zhao Hongrun frown.
After all, according to Gao Kuo's report, the so-called Proton Mansion was far inferior to the post house in the city. This clearly meant that the Ministry of Rites was deliberately making things difficult for Wei Yu.
But it's really hard for him to interfere in this matter.
Although he knew the ins and outs of the whole matter, and he and Wei Yu were cousins, he could only stand on the court's side in this matter.
To put it bluntly, if Wei Yu still refuses to give in, then even Zhao Hongrun can only acquiesce to the court's suggestion that King Wei Fei should be replaced as crown prince, because this will affect the relationship between Wei and Wei in the future.
"That's it for now."
After much deliberation, Zhao Hongrun decided to wait and see for a while.
In July, Zhao Hongrun secretly paid attention to the Proton Mansion and the war in Song County.
In general, the private armies of the domestic nobles made relatively smooth progress, focusing mainly on intimidation and supplemented by fighting, and gradually occupied several cities in Song County.
But having said that, before Song Yun's Beibo Army launched a counterattack, these victories were all false.
Whether the attack on Song County goes smoothly or not depends most fundamentally on whether Song Yun's Beibo Army can be defeated.
To be honest, Zhao Hongrun didn't think much of the nobles' private armies.