After hearing this, Jia Xu silently cupped his hands and returned to the carriage.
Wang Fang was angry.
But he also knew that the smelly and tough old man in front of him was a figure that even Dong Zhuo found difficult.
When he saw Jia Xu getting back into the carriage, he said angrily, "Just ignore him. I will deal with this old guy sooner or later."
Jia Xu lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly spoke again.
"By the way, I heard you say that the Taoist priest from Heming Palace seems to have accepted Situ Wang Yun as his disciple?"
Wang Fang said after hearing this.
"That's right. Situ Wang Yun originally thought he was trying to curry favor with the Prime Minister, but he didn't expect that his flattery would hit the horse's leg this time. I heard yesterday that he knelt down in tears and confessed his mistake in front of the Prime Minister. He said he shouldn't have mistakenly trusted the bad guy."
Jia Xu was a little surprised when he heard this.
"I didn't expect this old man to be decisive. So what does the Prime Minister say?"
Wang Fang smiled.
"Xiang Guo naturally felt angry and funny, but he seemed to trust Wang Yun a little more. According to Xiang Guo, Wang Yun is both stupid and courageous, but he is a very reusable person."
Jia Xu didn't say much after hearing this, and turned to the little boy.
"See if Wang Situ is here? Just ask him to get in the car and talk."
The child heard the cry and left.
Wang Yun is a high-ranking Situ, and Jia Xu is just a small captain of Pingjin. This behavior is a bit rude.
However, Jia Xu was a member of Dong Zhuo, so Wang Yun naturally did not dare to put on any airs in front of Jia Xu.
After a while, Wang Yun got on Jia Xu's carriage.
Jia Xu quickly confessed.
"The lower official has no choice but to come over."
Wang Yun was feeling restless at the moment.
He reluctantly said, "It doesn't matter."
Jia Xu looked at Wang Yun and said in a low voice, "Situ must also know why the Prime Minister recruited me back to the capital this time."
Wang Yun's face changed slightly after hearing this, and he said calmly, "It seems to be about the royal anger in the prime minister's house. This matter has been spread throughout the court."
Jia Xu did not hide anything, nodded and said, "Yes. In addition, it is also to trace the whereabouts of the demon Yu Xian."
Hearing Yu Xian's name, Wang Yun couldn't help but look at Jia Xu in panic.
He hurriedly explained, "I don't have any deep relationship with the demon. The reason why I worship him as my teacher is because I saw that the Prime Minister valued him and wanted to do what the Prime Minister wanted. In addition, the little old man is already old.
, and also wanted to learn some health-preserving methods, which gave the evil way an opportunity to take advantage of."
Jia Xu looked at Wang Yun a few times.
His complexion was indeed much better than when he left Beijing last time.
Some of the white hair on my head is starting to turn black.
Jia Xu first reassured him, "It's okay. You should also know that although I was born as a Confucian scholar, I had some adventures when I was young, and I once worshiped a monk as my teacher. This time I asked Master Situ to come over.
Mainly I want to know how much you know about the Taoist priest from Heming Palace?"
When Wang Yun heard what Jia Xu said, his pounding heart finally calmed down.
What happened between him and Yu Xian?
There were quite a few things going on, but unfortunately Wang Yun couldn't tell them.
In addition, before this incident, Yu Xian had also shown him a clothing edict.
This makes it impossible to judge Wang Yun's position towards Yu Xian.
Being able to obtain the emperor's clothing edict shows that this person is deeply trusted by the emperor.
Otherwise, as long as this thing spreads, I am afraid that even today's life will be in danger.
But if this is the case, then why did the Taoist want to destroy the Han Dynasty's Guozuo?
At this moment, Wang Yun couldn't see through his cheap master at all.
Originally, he was complacent about scheming Heming Taoist Palace, but now his heart is full of bitterness.
But at this moment, I can no longer admit my relationship with Yu Xian no matter what.
He said helplessly to Jia Xu.
"I really can't help you with this matter. The Demon Dao and I are just masters and disciples in name only, and we are not familiar with each other at all."
Jia Xu was about to continue questioning when he heard Wang Fang, who was guarding outside, shouting, "Sir, the imperial city gate is open, let's go into the city now. Don't let Dong Xiangguo wait in a hurry."
Wang Yun said wisely, "I'm going back to my place too."
Wang Yun got off the carriage.
Naturally, Jia Xu didn't dare to stay up there any longer.
He didn't get the privilege of riding a carriage into the imperial city.
As the palace door opens.
Jia Xu, escorted by Fan Chou and Wang Fang, went straight to Qufei Hall, where the ceremony was held.
The ministers all looked at each other and followed closely.
Arriving in front of the Quefei Palace.
Many courtiers went to the palace in this order according to the order of going to court.
As a foreign official, Jia Xu naturally did not have such convenience.
Fortunately, the most important thing for Dong Zhuo today is to calculate his own destiny and see if he has the chance to be called a loner.
When the courtiers had sat down, Dong Zhuo couldn't wait to summon Jia Xu.
Jia Xu went up to the Quefei Hall and bowed to Dong Zhuo.
Dong Zhuo said impatiently.
"Mr. Wenhe, you must have heard about what happened at court yesterday. What did you think?"
When everyone heard Dong Zhuo's question, they all focused their attention on Jia Xu.
Those who support Dong Zhuo naturally hope to hear reliable answers from Jia Xu.
The group that pinned their hopes on the revitalization of the Liu family all looked heavy.
After hearing Dong Zhuo's words, Jia Xu said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "I want to see how the energy in Luoyang City is going first."
Dong Zhuo listened and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I want to take you to see it."
Dong Zhuo immediately took Jia Xu outside the palace.
Seeing that Jia Xu was a scribe, he didn't mind the trouble. He grabbed Jia Xu's arm and led him up to the top of the Qufei Hall.
Jia Xu reached the top of Quefei Palace and scanned the city of Luoyang.
Dong Zhuo pointed at the place where he lived, "That's my Prime Minister's Mansion over there, what do you think?"
Jia Xu looked at it carefully for a long time, but the expression on his face became intriguing.
Dong Zhuo frowned slightly, and then asked Jia Xu, "Mr. Wenhe, what do you think?"
After hearing this, Jia Xu bowed his hand to Dong Zhuo and said calmly, "From what I can see, there is indeed a kingly spirit in the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Dong Zhuo was overjoyed when he heard this. He laughed wildly and said, "Mr. Wenhe, you really have a way. Come, quickly bring me the reward I have prepared."
But Jia Xu bowed his hand to Dong Zhuo and said, "I dare not accept the reward from the Prime Minister. I have one more thing to say, I just hope that the Prime Minister will not be angry."
Dong Zhuo frowned after hearing this.
"What else can you say?"
Jia Xu paused for a moment, then asked Dong Zhuo bravely.
"I have something unclear, my official. I heard that the Prime Minister has been living in this palace recently, so I would like to ask boldly, why does this king's aura appear in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"What?!"
Dong Zhuo's expression changed drastically.
Then, a pair of sharp eyes looked at his prime minister's house.