Even though An Yihou said this, the indifference in Song Chengxuan's eyes did not diminish.
Seeing Song Chengxuan like this, Marquis Anyi couldn't help but feel his heart sink, and he immediately thought of what happened outside Prince Wei's palace that night.
The child's smiling face once again appeared in An Yihou's mind. I don't know if it was because of suspicion, but he subconsciously compared the child with Song Chengxuan in front of him. A six or seven-year-old child will definitely have a very different face when he grows up.
A big change, the round cheeks and childish look have been wiped away, and he has grown into a handsome man, but he may not necessarily be as gentle as jade.
After experiencing a huge change in the family, if you can survive, your eyebrows will naturally be fierce and cold.
The little face in his memory was like a picture scroll, which was painted over and repainted into a man again and again in An Yihou's mind.
Some places looked similar to Song Chengxuan's, and Anyihou's heart jumped involuntarily.
Is it because of suspicion or because I really found the basis?
After An Yihou said those words, the room became quiet. Song Chengxuan seemed not to have heard it. He sat there with an indifferent expression and did not respond at all.
An Yihou and Xu Qinghuan did not speak, but Xu Qingan could no longer sit still and said: There are not many people in the court who dare to oppose the Zhang family, and my father is one of them.
Oh, Song Chengxuan said calmly, in this case, An Yihou should be fully aware of the Zhang family's actions over the years, and didn't he know anything about the Zhang family's smuggling before?
You, Xu Qing'an's eyes widened. There are so many children of the Zhang family serving as officials in the court. How about Zhang Yuchi raising the bandits in the north to respect himself? It was my father who, together with several veterans, read a copy of Zhang Yuchi's book in front of the emperor, and the court was reduced.
Half of the military resources in the north are there. How could you know these things if you are not in Beijing?
Xu Qing'an wanted to say something else, but was blocked by An Yihou: Of course I have heard about the Zhang family's smuggling, but there is no definite evidence, and if it is ordinary goods, even if the Zhang family is reported to the emperor, they will be safe and sound, and they will be safe against anyone.
Everything needs time, and now that the time has come, I will naturally spare no effort to fight for it.
After saying this, Marquis Anyi glanced at his daughter.
The daughter had been sitting there in silence, just wanting him to talk to Song Chengxuan in the hope that he could understand the inside story.
Although Song Chengxuan's attitude towards him has always been strange, since they can sit together, it means that they still have the same ideas.
Judging from Song Chengxuan's attitude towards the Zhang family smuggling case, Song Chengxuan had a good heart as an official. Hong Chuanting also evaluated Song Chengxuan in the same way at the time, which is why his daughter joined forces with him to investigate the case.
As for his suspicions and thoughts about Song Chengxuan, it cannot be confirmed at the moment, but it does not prevent him from helping in this matter.
An Yihou said: When it comes to smuggling, Mr. Song can go to the Ministry of War and report it to the imperial court, but as a foreign official, if you always intervene too actively, you will definitely be criticized.
I think the Zhang family will let their own people take over the case early this morning to control it. Huang Qinghe of Shuntian Prefecture will also write a memorial overnight to explain the matter. There must be some disputes between the two sides in the court. I know that several censors usually argue with each other.
The Zhang family is very rhetorical in doing things. As long as they speak in the court, it will be difficult for Zhang Yucong to achieve his goal. Only by making this matter as big as possible can things go smoothly for you in the future.
After saying this, Marquis Anyi looked at the hourglass on the shelf: It's getting late, I have to go back and prepare.
Xu Qinghuan also stood up, and when she walked to the door, she turned and glanced at Song Chengxuan.
Song Chengxuan lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see the expression on his face. It just made people feel that his eyes were wandering for a moment, but his whole body was very tense. It should be said that after seeing his father and brother, he had been
With such an expression, the corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, and his whole body was full of indifference and alienation.
Xu Qinghuan then walked forward.
Song Chengxuan walked to the window and watched her walk out of the yard along the road, and her slender figure finally disappeared in front of him.
If the military advisor were here, he would probably say: How can you conspire with Marquis An Yi to do this?
Song Chengxuan felt an inexplicable pain in his chest. For a short moment, his temples were wet with sweat. He seemed to see the trembling child huddled in a ball, stuffed into a cesspool and sent out of the city.
He also saw a big hole in his chest, and blood kept coughing out of his throat.
Even taking a breath hurt so much that he almost fainted. Maybe death would be more comfortable. He thought about this every moment.
But he can't die.
I want to avenge my parents and wash away the humiliation on my parents.
He has to live, he must live.
He has not forgotten these, and it is impossible for him to forget them, but why does he still sit with An Yihou to plan this matter, and even watches An Yihou intervene? Does he really need An Yihou's help?
He didn't need it at all. He could even leave immediately and just watch An Yihou and the Zhang family fight to the death. No matter what the outcome was, he would be happy to see it.
This is what he wants most.
There was a rustling sound, and it started to rain at some point outside.
Song Chengxuan opened the door and walked into the rain.
The rain wet his blue robe and made the jade belt around his waist even colder.
There was a sound of footsteps, and a figure appeared in the yard again, it was Xu Qinghuan.
Song Chengxuan stood still, the drizzle sliding down his cheeks, and his eyes were extremely dark, like the moon obscured by dark clouds.
But he is not weak, on the contrary, he exudes a compelling murderous aura.
Xu Qinghuan obviously didn't expect that Song Chengxuan would be standing here. She was slightly stunned and immediately came to her senses. No matter who saw him at this moment, they would inevitably feel fear, but she did not forget the purpose of her coming.
Xu Qinghuan took a few steps forward and saluted Song Chengxuan solemnly: Thank you.
Under the illumination of the lantern, his eyes were a little red, but he still stared at her closely. After a while, he finally said: Why?
Xu Qinghuan said: Because of this incident, and also because of my father.
She guessed it.
This did not surprise him. With his continuous reminders, he already knew there would be such a result.
Song Chengxuan said no more.
The rain also wetted her clothes, and it was time for her to leave, but at this moment a hand reached out and passed from the corner of her eye, wiping away the water droplets that stayed on it.
The warmth emanating from her fingers seemed to burn her, leaving her stunned. Her heart trembled and almost jumped out of her throat. She immediately took a step back and looked at Song Chengxuan in surprise.
Song Chengxuan stood there as if nothing had happened, but his eyes became darker. Finally, he turned around and walked into the house, and then a maid hurriedly walked out, opening the umbrella in her hand to block Xu Qinghuan's head.
Xu Qinghuan turned around and walked out of the yard again, as if what just happened was just her illusion.
She became increasingly confused as to what Song Chengxuan was thinking.
The sky outside was still gray. Tan Guangyao woke up from his sleep in a daze, and the steward was already standing in front of his bed.
"Sir," the steward said in a low voice, Miss Xu came early this morning.
Tan Guangyao's whole body immediately became clear: What is she doing here?
The steward said: I came to talk to the eldest lady. The two of them whispered a few words, and the eldest lady followed Miss Xu out in a hurry.
Tan Guangyao asked: Did mother leave any words?
No, the eldest wife left in a hurry and only took her mother, who was in charge, with her, but I had people follow her.
The reason why his mother left in such a hurry must have something to do with that bastard. He had known for a long time that the bastard would not hide forever.
Fortunately, they were prepared. A better experience comes from Aiwang.